< FMA Fic/Drabble > Dancing Lessons
Characters: Edward Elric and Alfonse Heiderich
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Hasn't been beta read yet so please excuse any crappiness. ^_^;; What can I say? Alfonse seems like the smartass type to be if the situation so calls for it. ;3
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There were many things that Edward Elric had mastered in his life.
Alchemy, throwing fits, hand-to-hand combat, and other things that had helped him get to where he was now. He had many talents that aided him day to day.
Dancing was not one of them.
“Edward, it really is not that difficult.” Alfonse said with a smile, resting a hand on the small of his partner’s back. His left hand held Edward’s right, clearing his throat as he straightened up. “Just follow my lead.”
The music started once more and a smiling Alfonse led a blushing Edward around the room.
“Edward, don’t look down.”
“I’m not!”
“If you watch your feet you will only mess up more then you already are.”
Golden eyes glared at the taller blonde.
“You’re supposed to be encouraging me. Quit saying stuff like that or I will mess up!”
Alfonse did nothing more than chuckle and led his partner through the steps of the waltz. His amusement continued to grow as Edward attempted to keep his eyes off the ground and the constant grumbling from the alchemist had Alfonse fighting to keep his laughter at bay. One in particular, a comment about being led around like a girl, brought a wicked thought to the German teen’s mind.
As the last notes of the song began to drift through the room, Alfonse suddenly turned slightly, pressing Ed’s back and dipping the shorter teen backwards. Ed’s face went bright red as Alfonse offered him a smile.
“Now, see? You’re got the woman’s part down, maybe you can learn the man’s part someday.”
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Anyone who asked about the black eye Alfonse sported the next day received nothing more than a chuckle in reply.
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Hasn't been beta read yet so please excuse any crappiness. ^_^;; What can I say? Alfonse seems like the smartass type to be if the situation so calls for it. ;3
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There were many things that Edward Elric had mastered in his life.
Alchemy, throwing fits, hand-to-hand combat, and other things that had helped him get to where he was now. He had many talents that aided him day to day.
Dancing was not one of them.
“Edward, it really is not that difficult.” Alfonse said with a smile, resting a hand on the small of his partner’s back. His left hand held Edward’s right, clearing his throat as he straightened up. “Just follow my lead.”
The music started once more and a smiling Alfonse led a blushing Edward around the room.
“Edward, don’t look down.”
“I’m not!”
“If you watch your feet you will only mess up more then you already are.”
Golden eyes glared at the taller blonde.
“You’re supposed to be encouraging me. Quit saying stuff like that or I will mess up!”
Alfonse did nothing more than chuckle and led his partner through the steps of the waltz. His amusement continued to grow as Edward attempted to keep his eyes off the ground and the constant grumbling from the alchemist had Alfonse fighting to keep his laughter at bay. One in particular, a comment about being led around like a girl, brought a wicked thought to the German teen’s mind.
As the last notes of the song began to drift through the room, Alfonse suddenly turned slightly, pressing Ed’s back and dipping the shorter teen backwards. Ed’s face went bright red as Alfonse offered him a smile.
“Now, see? You’re got the woman’s part down, maybe you can learn the man’s part someday.”
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Anyone who asked about the black eye Alfonse sported the next day received nothing more than a chuckle in reply.