Dawn: Wow, I has a lot of homework, but because I already had this typed up, I'll just release it now.
Roy: Thank you, Dawn.
Ed: Thanks to Lapin, yamiyuki, SakuraLetters, and lostcause331 for reviewing.
Roy: Erm, reviewers may have a little golden Ed-puppy.
Dawn: Ace sent all her leftovers to me, and well, they're kinda starting to creep me out...
Ed-puppy: Woof woof woof awoooof! (Translation: ImmortalDawn18 does not own FullMetal Alchemist.)
Ed: *sweatdrops* Yeah, you're right, that is creepy. *backs away slowly*
Dawn: *runs away*
Roy: *picks up Ed-puppy* Aw, it's so cute...
Maintenant et pour toujours (1)
IV: Ne pas emmerder les vampires (2)
Roy was furious. How dare his chiot (3) leave him? As soon as he could, the vampire surfaced, seething. He was worried yes, and hurt, but that could wait until after he'd saved his chiot from whatever he'd gotten himself into. The instant the immortal no longer had a ceiling over his head, he shifted his form into that of a falcon, flying quickly, his mind scanning anxiously for any sign of his chiot.
The birds could tell him little, the four-legged beasts nothing, and even the more-paranormal creatures of the forest knew naught of the blonde-haired person. Think, Roy, the vampire growled to himself, using a thermal to rise higher still. If you were in his position, where would you go?
The answer hit him out of the blue, and its simplicity made the experienced vampire want to bang his head against the next wall he could find. The only place Edward would have possibly gone was to Xenotime, the only town for miles. His wings shifted fractionally to alter his course towards the small mining town while his mind shot ahead to scour the townsfolk for news of his chiot. Normally Roy would be so much more cautious, but he couldn't bother with that now, not when his Soulmate could be hurt or worse.
What he found made his wings momentarily falter, sending Roy's feathered form plummeting to the ground before he managed to right himself once more with a jerk. His Edward, his beautiful little firestorm, had taken a stand against a werewolf but because he'd used his powers to transmute a weapon for himself, they were going to burn him at the stake, that is, if the werewolf didn't kill him first. Roy's anger hit a new high, manifesting behind him as a terrible lightning storm traveling independently of the winds. The foolish mortals threatening his Soulmate, his chiot, would have hell to pay for their foolish choice.
The vampire was upon the town before he knew it, closing his wings against the considerable wind force. He was falling faster than a bullet, shedding feathers as he went, all to hit the ground in his usual form. The townspeople who had come out to observe the startling change in weather trembled in fear before the vampire whose ire hung about him like a personal storm cloud.
"How dare you?" Roy hissed, his fangs flashing ominously in his maw because of his carelessness to disguise them as he usually would. "How dare you let someone drive off a threat to your town and save someone's life only to throw him in jail the instant the danger has passed with the intent of burning him alive? How dare you?" He sneered, this time showing off the full prominence of his fangs. "I bet you are all wishing he was out to kill me now, no? WELL DO YOU?" he roared when there was no response. His obsidian eyes narrowed. "Humanity disgusts me," he growled, spinning around in one fluid movement to locate his chiot.
"Please, sir," one boy cried, Russell was his name Roy deciphered when he went for a romp in the blond's mind, "what do you want?"
"Go away," the vampire declared darkly. "You have already caused enough damage for one day.
Edward hefted the bag of groceries higher on his shoulder, ignoring the protest of his bones. Of course, it was as he was wrestling with the heavy bag that he noticed the smoke coming from what could only be his house. "AL! WINRY! MOM!" he yelled, dropping the bag in his hurry. Even though some part of him knew the ending of this story better than anyone, he couldn't stop himself from running into the slightly smoking house with its normally yellow walls painted a ghastly crimson-brown. He fought back against the horrible truth, not wanting to open that final door and see what had happened to his mother, yet he was powerless to stop the hand that reached out and grasped the doorknob with horrible purpose.
But something changed this time. A hand gently pried his fingers from the brass knob, and an arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him away from the nightmare. His golden eyes looked back to see a tall black-haired man with sorrowful onyx eyes. "It is okay, Edward," the man murmured. No, he was no man; Ed had seen the subtle flash of fangs when he spoke, but since he wasn't making any hostile moves, the blond decided to at least hear what he had to say. "You do not have to open the door if you do not wish to, you know."
Ed snorted. "How? I've relived this more than enough times to know I can't escape what's on the other side of the wood."
"Let me in, chiot. Let me in, and I can shield you from the nightmares that plague you."
Chiot. The word triggered something in Ed, something that readily identified the dark-haired vampire. "Why should I trust you, bastard? You're only going to kidnap me again!"
"You should trust me," he whispered, "because we are Soulmates."
Golden eyes narrowed. Ed knew what a Soulmate was to a vampire, someone, always another vampire, to be protected at all costs. So what could he possibly mean? "Prove it."
Roy swooped down without hesitation, connecting his lips to those of his chiot.
(1)- Maintenant et pour toujours- Now and Forever (French)
(2)- Ne pas emmerder les vampires – Don't piss off the vampire (French)
(3)- chiot- puppy (French)