A/N: So, last week I received an unexpected but much welcmed boon in the form of a largish check from Financial Services. Thanks to this, I am going to YaoiCon on Saturday!!!!!!! Words cannot convey how very excited about this I am. So the big question is, is anyone else going? Cause meeting from fellow yaoi fans in the real world would be rather cool. If any of you are going, please tell me!!! Now that that's taken care of...this is probably one of my favorite of these drabbles. Really. The imagery just struck me really strongly, and I've been playing for awhile with the idea of Roy and Ed feeling like they can be redeemed by their love. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Alas, if only I were Socrates - I could argue around you until you really did think I owned FMA.
Profane
Roy knows he has blood on his hands, and when he touches Ed it feels like profanity, like he's contaminating something pure with something filthy, and there is little comfort in knowing Ed feels the same guilt, the same disgust. But still they cling to each other, desperately, as if this love could make up for that hate, as if the seconds they touch could begin washing the blood away.
They cling to each other as they cling to the hope that someday love will be enough to wash their hands and their souls clean and leave them innocent again.
A/N: reviews are appreciated.