Fic: Resolute
Title: Resolute
Fandom: FMA
Pairing: Roy/Ed if you squint
Rating: G
Wordcount: 333
Warnings: CoS snapshot
There wasn't time to write a letter, no way he could have known that the day's events would bring him back face to face with the man Fullmetal had become. Calling out to him would serve no purpose, his words would certainly be heard and rejected. Turn around! You can't leave him behind again. He wants to shout at him. You can't leave us behind again.
Instead, he keeps his eye on his back as he retreats into the great steel airship, and knows that Alphonse is torn. Risk his brother's wrath, or be left alone again? From the failed resurrection of their mother, to being suddenly desolate and time left him long behind, eleven years old, and the world has changed so much. What was left for him, save finding Edward? Such a short reunion is not enough. There really is one path for him, now. He squeezes the boy's shoulder.
"Only one of us needs to stay here." His chest is too tight, the words nearly stick in his throat. Bereft of the memory of his time in the armor, how could Alphonse know how devoted Edward was to him, four years with his brother being the center of his world? That by sheer stubborn force of will, he had achieved the impossible, all for the sake of the boy at his side? How adrift he must have been, alone in a strange land that he was now returning to, for their sake. "He needs you, no matter what he says."
He is already pulling away, falling to his knees, hands steepled. "I know." A flash of blue light, and his coat billows out behind him as he sprints across the fragile earthen bridge. For just a moment their eyes meet over his shoulder. The determination in his voice is an echo of the tinny voice he remembers from too long ago. "I'll bring him home, sir."
The words left his mouth before he could choke them back. "Please do."
Fandom: FMA
Pairing: Roy/Ed if you squint
Rating: G
Wordcount: 333
Warnings: CoS snapshot
There wasn't time to write a letter, no way he could have known that the day's events would bring him back face to face with the man Fullmetal had become. Calling out to him would serve no purpose, his words would certainly be heard and rejected. Turn around! You can't leave him behind again. He wants to shout at him. You can't leave us behind again.
Instead, he keeps his eye on his back as he retreats into the great steel airship, and knows that Alphonse is torn. Risk his brother's wrath, or be left alone again? From the failed resurrection of their mother, to being suddenly desolate and time left him long behind, eleven years old, and the world has changed so much. What was left for him, save finding Edward? Such a short reunion is not enough. There really is one path for him, now. He squeezes the boy's shoulder.
"Only one of us needs to stay here." His chest is too tight, the words nearly stick in his throat. Bereft of the memory of his time in the armor, how could Alphonse know how devoted Edward was to him, four years with his brother being the center of his world? That by sheer stubborn force of will, he had achieved the impossible, all for the sake of the boy at his side? How adrift he must have been, alone in a strange land that he was now returning to, for their sake. "He needs you, no matter what he says."
He is already pulling away, falling to his knees, hands steepled. "I know." A flash of blue light, and his coat billows out behind him as he sprints across the fragile earthen bridge. For just a moment their eyes meet over his shoulder. The determination in his voice is an echo of the tinny voice he remembers from too long ago. "I'll bring him home, sir."
The words left his mouth before he could choke them back. "Please do."