A/N: So, having decided I was sick of pink hair jokes (It's red, damnit!), I made a choice to provide my friends with something new to mock me with, and now it is blue. Not all of it, but enough that they call me smurf (which doesn't really make sense, since I seem to remember the smurfs having white hair) until I threaten to TP their houses with their own intestines. I have, however given them permission to call me Saix. At the very least, the blue hair and the tattoo should serve to freak out my English Lit teacher when we go visit her tomorrow (since it's the first day of school for the poor lowly peons who haven't graduated yet). Now, on the drabble - I adore the scene in the movie where Roy talks about how he doesn't do alchemy anymore because he sees the people he killed with his missing eye. This is sort of his moment of revelation - when he first comes to terms with everything that happened at the end of the series - or not, as the case may be.
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA. I do, however, own Reno from Final Fantasy VII, cause my Roy is the best boyfriend ever.
Vision
The day after his doctor released him, Roy tried to perform alchemy again for the first time. He stood in his living room, with the gloves he'd hidden there months ago, and snapped his fingers. He felt the familiar rush of power and the warm flow of heat as the air ignited; for a moment, he thought it would work. Then the fire flared, becoming the flames consuming a mansion. A king with madness in his eyes. An innocent boy's broken body. A thousand rebels praying as they died.
It was three years before he tried to perform alchemy again.
A/N: Please review? I have been suffering from a severe review deficiency from my latest story, The Duty of Konoha. I need some reassurance that I haven't spontaneously started to suck...