Okay, so! This is the second part to Shining Collection. I decided that fifty-one was a perfect number to leave it at. Then maybe add a long one-shot at the end.
Anyway, Rose was feeling really down, and so I asked her if some bonding (not in that kind of way, those of you out there who have sick minds like Greed, Rose and I do when you think of bondage), so here it is. I think it's cute. Perhaps a bit OOC, but cute nonetheless.
Pairings: RoyEd hints. None really.
DISCLAIMER: Not that the lullaby down there was one I found from adoption dot com. I've never heard of it, but I thought it would fit nicely with what Rosie was feeling. As usual, Fullmetal Alchemist belongs to Arakawa and Rose is Rose's. Shouldn't have to remind you of that.
Dark eyes stared at the door incredulously. Who the hell was waking him you at two in the morning? However, the glare faded away as he sat up, pushing the blanket off of him and frowning through the darkness, blinking his bleary eyes. Ed was away on a trip for the stone, despite their protests for him to stop, so that left Rose to be the only one there to awaken him. "What's wrong?"
She gave a small whimper, clinging tight to her pillow. While most fourteen year old girls did not like to admit things like nightmares, Rose being no exception, she was obviously disturbed enough to bother him, knowing he had to be u in a few hours.
She nodded slowly, taking a step out of the room.
"Wait." He called, tossing back the blankets.
"I didn't mean to bother you… Ed's not here and – "
"Nonsense, Rose. Even if I have to go in late. Come here. Lay down."
She hesitated before nodding, hurrying (the house was damn cold in the middle of winter at two in the morning) and slipped into bed next to him.
"What was it about?"
She sighed, nuzzling the pillow, facing the man, but regretting it the moment she had seen his tired face. Taisa didn't sleep a lot… he should have been so angry for being bothered. "Mom…" She replied.
Roy gave a gentle smile, placing a soft kiss on her brow. He was not one to be so kind, but whenever he looked into those frightened eyes, he remembered the times he had scared Kari for listening to Hughes, or being stubborn, like the time he had run away, just because he didn't like what Kari was making for dinner. "I see. Do you know what your mother used to do for me when I had nightmares?"
Rose nodded. It couldn't have been any different. "Sing?"
He chuckled, nodding slightly, and shifting so he was positioned next to her ear. "Exactly. Even now, when I can't sleep, I picture her holding me, whispering a lullaby in my ear, and then, I can fall into a dreamless slumber."
The red head moved closer, her Uncle pulling her into a gentle hug, deep voice resonating in her ear as he picked up on lyrics that her mother probably once sang to him.
Golden slumber kiss your eyes, Care you know not,
Smiles await you when you rise.
Do not cry,
And I'll sing you a lullaby.
While I o'er you watch do keep.
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.
Care you know not,
Of course, the words trailed off at the end, and it was only because he had sung himself back to sleep. Rose giggled, returning the kiss he gave her earlier to his brow. "Thank you, Taisa…" She muttered, rolling in his embrace to face the door. At least, for this moment, she had him, Roy, her Uncle, the sweet man who could care about more than a promotion. When morning came, he would be Colonel Roy Mustang again, but these moments were worth all the hell he would give at any point.