Angst Themes #1-5
These are drabbles for the 30 Angst Themes written by Vianca, translated by Hime1999. At least, that's what the notes I have listed with the themes say. Someone correct me if I'm wrong, please!
1. The Two of Us
“You know it can’t be like this.” Roy said, gently brushing away the lone tear that had broken through Riza’s defenses. She nodded, biting her lip and glancing away. “Not right now, not when there’s still so much to be done for the country. We can’t-“
“I know, sir.” She replied, breaking away from him suddenly. Her face had regained its hardened veneer. Riza marched quickly to the door. After opening it, she looked back at him. “The two of us both have work to do, Colonel Mustang.”
“Yes.” He replied, staring as the door closed behind her. “We do.”
2. The Longing Back Then
“You waited…?” He asked incredulously, golden eyes wide as they met his lover’s. “Even when you thought I was dead…?”
The man’s face betrayed him to Ed faster than anything else could have. The blonde strode forward and punched the dark-haired man before grabbing him in a tight hug.
“You idiot!” Ed scolded, voice filled with emotion.
“I promised you I would wait.” Roy replied, shaking his head. “You promised you’d come back. Did you think I’d give you any excuse not to follow through on your end of the bargain?”
“No…” Ed answered, smiling. “I guess not, you bastard.”
3. Scars
She remembered far too clearly the time when the mark hadn’t been there. The time when her life had consisted of nothing more than most people’s lives did. Waking. Working. Eating. Sleeping. Loving. Being loved.
It was gone now. She had never been naïve enough to believe that she could get it back, had known from the first that everything she had once had was behind her forever now.
That didn’t stop her from wishing it otherwise.
“Lust?” A voice called from downstairs.
“Coming, Gluttony.” She said, candlelight flickering on the mark on her chest as she turned to leave.
4. Unreachable Back
It had a bitter sort of irony. As a child, Alphonse had always been fond of throwing his arms over his head and letting them droop where they pleased. It had felt so good to stretch that little bit.
Mother had never liked it. She’d laugh at them. Gently tug their arms back into place. Remind them that gentlemen stood with their arms hanging properly. Tell them to remember next time, knowing they’d forget.
The metal joint at his elbow froze his forearm awkwardly over his head, and he reluctantly returned it to his side.
Mother always got her wishes.
5. Promise
He hadn’t believed it at first. Couldn’t. His brother wouldn’t do something that stupid, not after everything they’d been through. He wouldn’t, right?
The colonel had watched the desperation in his eyes that morning at the hospital. Maybe the bastard had even tried to comfort him. He wasn’t sure anymore.
“The military is, of course, interested in doing some research on the subject.” Mustang had said, staring at him. “However, you should know that you will not be held accountable for his actions.”
“No.” Ed replied bitterly, his attention focused upon his flesh and blood right hand. “Not by you.”
1. The Two of Us
“You know it can’t be like this.” Roy said, gently brushing away the lone tear that had broken through Riza’s defenses. She nodded, biting her lip and glancing away. “Not right now, not when there’s still so much to be done for the country. We can’t-“
“I know, sir.” She replied, breaking away from him suddenly. Her face had regained its hardened veneer. Riza marched quickly to the door. After opening it, she looked back at him. “The two of us both have work to do, Colonel Mustang.”
“Yes.” He replied, staring as the door closed behind her. “We do.”
2. The Longing Back Then
“You waited…?” He asked incredulously, golden eyes wide as they met his lover’s. “Even when you thought I was dead…?”
The man’s face betrayed him to Ed faster than anything else could have. The blonde strode forward and punched the dark-haired man before grabbing him in a tight hug.
“You idiot!” Ed scolded, voice filled with emotion.
“I promised you I would wait.” Roy replied, shaking his head. “You promised you’d come back. Did you think I’d give you any excuse not to follow through on your end of the bargain?”
“No…” Ed answered, smiling. “I guess not, you bastard.”
3. Scars
She remembered far too clearly the time when the mark hadn’t been there. The time when her life had consisted of nothing more than most people’s lives did. Waking. Working. Eating. Sleeping. Loving. Being loved.
It was gone now. She had never been naïve enough to believe that she could get it back, had known from the first that everything she had once had was behind her forever now.
That didn’t stop her from wishing it otherwise.
“Lust?” A voice called from downstairs.
“Coming, Gluttony.” She said, candlelight flickering on the mark on her chest as she turned to leave.
4. Unreachable Back
It had a bitter sort of irony. As a child, Alphonse had always been fond of throwing his arms over his head and letting them droop where they pleased. It had felt so good to stretch that little bit.
Mother had never liked it. She’d laugh at them. Gently tug their arms back into place. Remind them that gentlemen stood with their arms hanging properly. Tell them to remember next time, knowing they’d forget.
The metal joint at his elbow froze his forearm awkwardly over his head, and he reluctantly returned it to his side.
Mother always got her wishes.
5. Promise
He hadn’t believed it at first. Couldn’t. His brother wouldn’t do something that stupid, not after everything they’d been through. He wouldn’t, right?
The colonel had watched the desperation in his eyes that morning at the hospital. Maybe the bastard had even tried to comfort him. He wasn’t sure anymore.
“The military is, of course, interested in doing some research on the subject.” Mustang had said, staring at him. “However, you should know that you will not be held accountable for his actions.”
“No.” Ed replied bitterly, his attention focused upon his flesh and blood right hand. “Not by you.”