Chapter 2: I imagine

I can't see

I can't speak

I don't want to hear

Trusting you blindly

Will you wait until all the sorrow is gone?

Completely broken inside

Do you know how it's like

to be lost into your own mind?

Happy ending never suited us

maybe we can create new memories,

never looking back

Maybe wind will blow through my rusty soul again

"Heh.." Colonel Roy Mustang laughed. And that didn't happen too often nowadays.

"I must say you look quite handsome."

He watched Edward, who had his blue uniform jacket on. "Hope many people won't notice, because this looks kinda weird.."

But Ed seemed quite happy with his clothes, plus the jacket would keep him warm. Roy lifted him up and placed into a wheelchair. Ed could walk a little sometimes, but across the room supported by Alphonse wasn't really a marathon, so it was easier to push him around.

Sun shined outside and it was really lovely summer day. Birds were singing sky was pure blue. Roy stopped for a moment to feel a kind southern wind breezing through his hair. He looked at Ed sadly. Blondes eyes just looked, while wind messed up his hair. He didn't seem to care about it. Or anything else…

"Do you hear the birds?"

"…"

"Isn't the sky pretty?"

"…"

Roy asked these questions over and over again, but Ed seemed more lifeless than usually. Roy even checked was he really breathing, when when he saw his chest moving up and down a little bit, he calmed down.

"I wonder if you and Al could visit me in central sometime? Riza and others would be glad too. You haven't been there since…"

'Since you became like this'

"I- it's been almost a year right? A year from that accident…"

Maybe Ed saw a bird or something in the sky, leaned forward and almost fell over. Luckily Roy caught him in time. "Whoa there. Don't hurt yourself. Your brother would never forgive me." But Edward wasn't listening, he stared right through Roy. He felt really stupid, talking by himself all the time and felt tears in his eyes.

"I.." Roy started, even if knew Edward didn't hear him. " I know I couldn't protect you back then, I won't look to the past." He rose and started pushing the wheelchair again. "I will save what's left, and protect you."

The path continued to a hill, where on could see the whole Resembool. Roy stopped to the top of the hill, where they could see the view, and sat down to grass.

"Well this is something." He smiled and let his eyes rest st the view. Eds head sank down, like he was sleeping. Roy sighed.

"You aren't even trying, are you?" Sohow he was getting angery to Ed, who, despite of all their efforts to get him better, didn't seem to care about the pain he had cost to others.

"Don't you care about the grief and agony Al feels?! He has to live in that bloody cottage of yours, taking care of you everyday! He doesn't have anyone to talk to or anyone to go out with or do anything like others of his age! "

Deep inside Roy knew he wasn't really mad to Ed. He was mad to himself. Mad because he couldn't make Ed any better.

"Don't you care about my feelings?!" he yelled, and stood up so quickly, he accidentally bumped against Edward…

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