"I love you, I love you….Oh God, Roy….I love you…"

The doctor whom had grabbed his arm and shook him awake, now smiled softly, his dark eyes were burning with softness and something Ed could only classify as some type of wisdom. Edward's body melted from its tense state at the sight of such kindness. He didn't know why, by the felt as if a lead weight had been lifted from his heart and the sea of churning emotions had calmed. He finally said how he felt, finally came to terms with his love. Now, if only Roy had heard those three little words…

Doctor What's-his-face let go of Ed's arm so suddenly, it took him a minute to realize he was now making his way towards the window instead of standing, clutching his arm. With a gentle heave, the doctor raised the window up. Gold light immediately spilled from the sky, matching Ed's hair and red-rimmed eyes, illuminating his automail ever so brightly; he seemed more like a God than a mere mortal.

"Edward…" The doctor paused, taking in a deep breath, released it, and then gestured out the window at the rising sun. "Tell me something. Does the sun seem closer?"

Ed stared at him, then out the window. He didn't understand, 'Does the sun seem…closer'…. Not really….Not really…it's the same distance as it's always been….Blinking his eyes twice, Ed scanned the sky once more, darting his eyes over the sun for a few seconds.

"No…but it seems a bit brighter…"

"Hmmm….like a fog that had settled over it had diminished, leaving the sun free to cast its golden rays?"

Once more Edward blinked. He had no idea why this doctor--he should really ask for his name--was asking him such inane questions….and about the freaking sun, no less.

"Um…sure?"

The doctor chuckled. "Confused, are we?"

"Pretty much, yeah. The hell you going on about the sun for?"

He walked from the window, leaving it open so a gentle breeze that had just danced in was allowed to caress faces and tease hair. The blonde watched as the older man ran a hand through his hair, promptly messing it up a bit in the process. Gentle brown eyes gazed at him for a moment before flashing back to the window.

"A figure of speech, Ed. Usually, when a person comes to face the feeling they so desperately kept buried under doubt, the world seems like its new, crisper. Even the sun seems like it's possible to grab. Nothing is out of reach, even the sun, make sense?"

Oh, Ed thought as he placed his automail hand over his heart, the smothering pressure I felt did disappears…That's the same thing, isn't it?

"Um…Doctor--er--"

"Just call me Mark, no need for the doctor title," he replied, beaming.

"Okay…Mark." The doc--Mark smiled in reply. "Sure, it makes sense…but, I don't understand how you or why you would want to talk about something like that now of all times."

The breeze died, and Mark's smiled faded. An awfully pale hand snaked though burnt umber hair, ruffling it more than Edward had ever seen it before. Suddenly worried he said something offensive; he looked away from him, muttering almost silent apologizes under his breath.

"It's alright, Ed. No biggie." A nerve twitched in the blonde's forehead. Surely, Mark wasn't cracking a small joke. "Well…to tell you the truth….I envy you."

Edward stared, confused, but said nothing, waiting for the doctor to continue whatever he was going on about. He didn't have to wait long.

"You see, Edward, I was in the same situation as you are…well…were in. I was in love with some pretty girl, she hated me of course…but I thought…that if I just told her how I felt, she'd come out and return my own feelings." Mark heaved a sigh, fisting his hair in a bout of frustration. Edward remain silent, intent on hearing the rest of the story. "After four months I finally, finally, gathered my courage and told her….You know what she said?"

"No…what?"

"She told me she felt the same way about me….Funny, hm? I waited so long, yet if I would've just said something sooner…I would've been so much happier. Sound familiar, doesn't it?"

Edward looked away, fisting his own hands into the bed sheets. Yes, it did….But, even so, Ed doubted Roy felt they same about him.

"You'll never know unless you tell him, Ed. Roy might just feel the same about you." Smiling widely, he dropped his hand to his side, watching for any change in Ed's expression.

"Wait…You said…you envied me…Why so?"

Mark nodded, more to himself than anyone. "Yeah… Well, you see. I waited too long to tell her…and she died three weeks afterwards."

Edward's body tensed, his amber eyes filled with glassy tears. Died? Nevertheless, Roy was different. Roy was a God, he couldn't die…It just wasn't possible. However, the thought of his God actually returning his feelings of utmost love made his mortal stomach flutter with wispy butterflies.

"He does love you, you just don't realize it." Cursing this man's mind reading abilities, Ed sent daggers his way, hoping so badly for him to just die right there. Why did Mark even care? This was none of his business anyway.

Ignoring the glare with a warming smile, Mark chuckled. He seemed a bit too kind, some façade he designed to cover his darkened past? The butterflies exploded. Was this the image of Ed himself in the near future?

"The hell do you mean? Roy can't possibly love me; you stupid doctor….He's….He's Roy Mustang, hero of the Rebellion, the legendary Flame Alchemist. He could have any woman he wants…Why in fuck's name would he settle for someone as lowly as me?"

"Because, Love is much more powerful than you think."

"Oh, shut up! You don't know anything!" Edward now shook, rage flaring up in his very blood. How dare this man…how fucking dare he.

Mark sighed and shook his head. "Roy has a tear in his abdomen, very life-threating. Surprised he even lived. Yet, do you know the first thing he did when he woke up? Do you, Edward?"

"No, what the hell did he do? Blame me for being so damn suicidal!"

"He tried to come and see you, remember? But what the hell did you do? Ignored him! Did you not even hear him singing out his love out to you!"

Yeah…took me forever, ney? Rest assured, your dear author was just--er--lazy. Eh-heh….well, that and I'm more into Harry Potter right now. Wheet for RemusxSirius. Anyway, I've promised myself that I must finish this…so, it what I'm going to work on, kay?

Meh to me for writing such a sucky chappy…tis been three months sense I even tried to type some crap-I-call-fanfiction up. Please review, though, so at least I'll feel happy for spending five hours on this chappy.

See ya soon (I promise!)

--Ele.