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Listen to your heart

Ed slumped against the bed as Roy stormed out of the room. He couldn't help the massive tears that found their way into the bed sheets as he fisted his hands in the comforter.

Not often did they fight. Not often were such cruel words spoken. Not often did his heart break with as much intensity as it was at that very moment. In Roy's fury he simply upped and walked out. Saying nothing more than a quick 'goodbye Ed'. Leaving the smaller alchemist to anguish over the sudden feeling of loss of the most important thing in his world.

I know there's something in the wake of your smile
I get a notion from the look in your eyes
You've built a love but that love falls apart
Your little piece of heaven turns to dark

Roy backed out of the rain and leaned against the damp side of an alley way wall. He couldn't understand why it'd happened. How something so menial and so unimportant, that it had been forgotten by the end, had cause the two to erupt like that. Him...and Ed...They were so close. They'd been together so long...And they'd lasted. Never once falling victim to fights of any high magnitude.

But, with the annoyance of his work, the past creeping up on him again and various other stupid stress inducers, he'd snapped. He didn't mean to. But he had...And he knew that had he'd messed up.

He'd said to Ed, "I'm not coming back, so don't wait for me." A snarl he'd regretted and didn't feel he could so easily take back. To know he'd hurt his loved one so deeply.

He slid against the wall until he was seated on the cold wet floor and he contemplated what to do. He couldn't go back to Ed. Part of him was still furious. Part of him wanted to never go back. To run away and give up being an alchemist. Like Doctor Marcoh had. To never see that stupid uniform, or those people who gawk at him because he's a lieutenant colonel.

He'd made up his mind, he wasn't going back. But he had someone to see first.

Listen to your heart when he's calling for you
Listen to your heart, There's nothing else you can do
I don't know where you're going and I don't know why
But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye

Ed sobbed as he sauntered out of the room reaching for his jacket. He had to find someone who could help. Some one who would go with him to look for Roy. He couldn't lose Roy. Even despite the things that were said, he would forgive. He would welcome Roy back into his arms with out any hesitation or any regret.

He wrapped himself in the jacket not even bothering to pull his arms through the sleeve. He was contemplating on who to go to. He couldn't go to Al. His brother was opposed to Ed and Roy being together from the get go, even though he stood by whatever Ed's decision had been.

He couldn't go to Riza, that just didn't seem right after Roy turned her down for Ed. Hughes...If only he'd been alive. If Hughes was still alive he'd have gone to him. No one knew Roy better, even now...Maes was the closest thing Roy ever had to family, as Ed knew so well.

"Where are you Roy?" Ed stood out on the cold front step staring out at the cloudy rain spewing sky. He shivered as the cold breeze blew against him, brushing his hair back and away from his face. "Don't you know, that I never wanted you to go?"

A raindrop hit his face, sliding down the path of his tear as he stepped into the street with a destination in mind. The sound of his boots echoed against the street as he ran, being the only person on that lonely street.

Some times you wonder if this fight it worth while
The precious moments are all lost in the tide
They're swept away and nothing is what it seems
This feeling of belonging to your dreams

He hit his knees before the tombstone. Kneeling into the mud puddle that was a grave site to his best friend. He knew that Maes would help him. He'd always led him the right way. As over bearing as the man could be, no one ever led him on the safer path.

"Help me Maes, what do I do!" He sobbed leaning forward and resting his head on his arms, not even caring that he was covering himself in mud and getting soaked to the bone by the pouring rain. "I just don't know what to do!"

He sobbed. A very foreign sight on such a stoic man. On the man noted for his calm and collected appearance. But every one has a weakness. And Ed was his. No one had ever brought him to his knees before. No one until him...

"What do I do! You gotta help me here man! What do I do?" He gasped for air, despite the water dripping down his face. "I love him...I...How do I expect him to just simply forget?"

'You're the LAST person I want to see some times, you know that? Sometimes I DREAD seeing you!' he recalled the words he hastily spat, as he watched the tears form in his younger lovers eyes.

"I would hate me too." He closed his eyes in an attempt to drown his own thoughts out. Though he failed.

Listen to your heart when he's calling for you
Listen to your heart There's nothing else you can do
I don't know where you're going and I don't know why
But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye

By the time he made it to the cemetery he was already soaked. Chilled by the cold breeze that would occasionally sweep across the streets he would be running down.

He gasped slightly when he saw the figure laying by the Major's grave. He wanted to approach but something made him stop. He knew he had no right to be there...He hadn't even known Hughes long enough for a unsolicited visit at such an hour. Not to mention that he had to jump over the already locked from gate just to get there.

He could easily make out what sounded like sobs. And he heard the mumbling of the form kneeling in the mud puddle that was Maes grave.

'Roy,' Ed thought to he stood a distance away watching...Hearing the words.

"I'm sorry..." The voice was distressed, "I never..I never meant to say those things...I never..." A quiet sob interrupted the man as he swallowed the lump in his throat to continue. "I never meant to raise my hand to him...Help me Maes...You're the only one who ever knew how to help me out of things like these..."

Tears mixed with the rainwater as Ed trembled at the state Roy was in. He slowly, but surely stepped forward. Hesitantly decreasing the space between them.


And there are voices, that want to heard
So much to mention but you can't find the words
The scent of magic, the beauty that's been
When love was wilder than the wind

Roy's head shot up as he heard his name called softly through the screaming wind and rain. He looked up at the tearful form of the very person he's been mulling over.


"Roy please come back home..." Ed slumped his shoulders and sank into the mud next to Roy. "Please."

"How...How can you say that!"

"Because I love you Roy..."

"Are you stupid? Look at the way I treated you, and you still love me? What the hell is wrong with you? Have I damaged you that badly!"

"No Roy...You haven't...But I love you and that has more power over me than a few words, or even a fist..."

"I don't understand you..." Roy dropped his head back down.

"I've seen a lot of hellish have you..." Ed wrapped his arms around Roy's shoulders and leaned against him gently. "And we've both done things we regret...But living in the past...just has no future...I know you love me, other wise you wouldn't be here, asking someone who isn't even alive for help. Now please come home..."

Listen to your heart when he's calling for you
Listen to your heart There's nothing else you can do
I don't know where you're going and I don't know why
But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye



"I love you..." Roy looked up at Ed with tired eyes.

"I know..." Ed smiled wearily. He stood up and held out his hand. "Let's go home okay?"

Roy took the hand with out hesitation and stood up next to the smaller one. He looked down and smiled slightly. Ed grinned brightly in response.

"Let's put this behind us okay? Ah! Look it stopped raining!"

"So it has...It couldn't have waited until the dirt rinsed off though." Roy mumbled.

Ed leaned closer to Roy and took a hand in his. The two walked away together.

Roy took one quick glance back at the grave. 'Thanks man...You managed to save me from myself again...'

"You know...I tried really hard to be mad at you Roy...But I just couldn't do it...So don't do that again..."

"I really HAVE damaged you. You haven't even called me bastard yet..."

"Fine you bastard! You happy now!"

"Much more than I was before. Thank you."

"Tell that to my heart..If I hadn't listened to that...then I might have never run after you...On second feed me sooo..."

"Ah you think you're funny." Roy ruffled Ed's blonde hair.

"Yes...And you know you love it!"

"Yes...Yes I do." The colonel smiled. Just another obstacle...There'd be more...There always is...But you know what they say, what doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger.


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