A/N: I've decided to start on these again.
026. Cureless.
What the had was simply something he couldn't shove out of his mind. Even if he did try to forget and lie in bed at night trying not to think of her, he did. It angered him to say the least. It angered him because she was so very close to him some days that it would be so easy as to grab a hold of the sides of her face and kiss her. He cursed himself for thinking that. This was the, fourth? No, that wasn't right, oh fuck, he had lost count of how many times he had thought something along those lines.
He had to stop thinking so things. He had to stop thinking about how very easily he could go over to her apartment and make an excuse for visiting her for help with paperwork and when she was filling it out he could grab her wrist and kiss her fingertips. He could also think of numerous times when he should have hugged her or kissed her. He should have kissed her good-bye when he had left for the military. When her father died and he could have sworn that he saw a tear fall from her eyes, he should have taken her into her arms. And the tattoo. Oh God. He should have kissed her and hugged her instead of just sitting there and saying, "I'm so so sorry."
The ideas just kept forming in his mind. He supposed his train of though fabricated when they met, her a very young girl wearing worn out dresses and him only caring about learning alchemy. He sighed rather heavily and leaned back in his office chair. He would have already left for the day, but ever since everyone had been transferred he found himself staying later. He looked at the stack of papers that still needed his signature. He smirked and grabbed them and left for the night.
"Colonel?" She had answered and he was grateful. He didn't think he would be able to sleep at night if she hadn't. He shuffled nervously in her front doorway. He only wished he would have planned this all the way through.
"Paperwork," He held it out to her and she frowned at him.
"You were never good with figuring these out," She walked back into her apartment towards the kitchen. He followed her, but there was the sudden rush of adrenaline and he could feel his heart beating, and he reached out and grabbed her wrist. She turned to face him, confused at his actions, and at that time, he noticed the cut across her cheek. He didn't even give her a chance to say anything. He took her face in his hands and kissed her.
A/N: (: