The chapter where Jonathan has a little... solo.
Trisha-Melissa Elric: 15
Jonathan Mustang: 12
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"You're so lucky to be still in junior high." Trisha sighed as she twirled a light green straw in her milkshake. "It gets really tough when you start high school. Especially when you have a head like me." she continued chuckling.
Jonathan nodded his head, sipping from his own milkshake. The straw had long ago blocked by a piece of strawberry. This was a common habit of their, coming to this coffee house for milkshakes every now and then after school. Now that the summer break had ended about two months ago and the normal everyday life with school and friends had started, the two teens hadn't much time anymore to hang out together, particularly now that Trisha had changed school to start in high school meanwhile Jonathan still had few grades of elementary school left. But still they hold on their friendship by means of meeting in cafés and visiting each others and such.
"I can imagine." Jonathan said. "It really seems like you have a lot more to do for school nowadays."
Trisha sighted again, dropping her straw and leaving it to hang over the brim of her glass. "Yeah, should probably be doing much more, though." she said. "At least dad says so. Like it was my fault that I don't understand anything about maths or such…"
Jonathan couldn't help smiling. That was true, for a famous alchemist's daughter Trisha sucked pretty well in science.
"You can draw." he tried to comfort his friend. That was also true. The pictures he had seen trisha drawing were really amazing.
Trisha just snorted. "Yeah, but you can't get a career out of it."
"Quoting your father?"
"Pretty much."
They both started laughing.
These were the best of their moments. When they had fun and nothing seemed to be strong enough to break their happiness, their friendship.
Just then, between laughing his head off Jonathan glanced at Trisha whose laughing had changed into shameless giggling. Her face had a slight pink on them and she covered her mount with her hand, holding the other one on table so she wouldn't collapse on it. And just then, Jonathan got speechless and just stared at Trisha.
Had the girl always been so… glowing? Her bright face, the way the blond hair streamed on her shoulders, and the eyes as clear as a piece of amber…
Yeah. Friendship.
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They were sitting at the café's table with milkshakes again. There was no one else at the coffee house at the moment, and they sat there chatting casually. Only that now the air felt thicker than the other times.
"Oh man." Trisha exclaimed and lifted her straw out of the milkshake glass. "It got stuck again." She put the blocked straw aside and lifted the glass on her perfect lips and took a large sip. When she lowered the glass and put it back on table, Jonathan could see a stain of pink milkshake under Trisha's nose. The boy smirked, truly the real Mustang smirk, and touched his own lips with his finger.
"You got some milkshake on there." he said with low voice.
Trisha lifted her hand to wipe the stain away, but Jonathan stopped her before she could do so.
"No, let me." he said and leaned in over the table, towards Trisha. Slowly he stuck out his tongue and licked the milkshake from under Trisha's nose, then gently savouring the taste by running his tongue over Trisha's lips. The girl didn't fight him; instead she closed her eyes and slightly opened her lips, slowly bringing her own tongue to meet Jonathan's…
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Startled Jonathan sat up on, panting heavily in his bed in a dark bedroom and all covered with sweat. He looked frantically around himself, slowly realising where he was and wiping his forehead. What on earth was this… this whole new feeling he had on-
Jonathan's eyes widened and with a trembling hand he flicked the light on, his eyes moving to look the front of him, where even through the blanket he could see...
Oh dear god…
Yes. For the many reguests yes, I did it. Now I'm waiting for reviews to see that this was (?) what you all were waiting for to happen.