The Truth of a Sin | By : SkerenDreamera Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2976 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: The Truth of a Sin
Author: Skeren Dreamera
Pairings: It's going to be some form of Elricest
Disclaimer: we all know only the idea is mine
Warnings: A slight TWT issue, there are spoilers!
Feedback: Mickeofas@yahoo.com
Notes: Set around chapter 40 in the Manga, which is what I'm basing this from in the first place. I never got far enough in the Anime to base it on that. It's after the whole Ross thing, but I'm hazy on just when that was, forgive me! Oh, and please, this is my first FMA fic, don't stone me!
Prologue
Edward didn't even have time to open his mouth before Mustang cut across his words, there being no sign of the smug taunting that was usually present on his face. "Fullmetal."
Thrown by the tone in the Colonel's voice, Edward paused, uncertain how to approach this new side of the older man. He'd just wait until he was acting normal again then. "Sir?" He didn't sound as certain as he would have liked. He knew it shouldn't be that easy to throw him off, but it was a special case.
The Flame Alchemist already knew this wasn't going to be easy, and he wanted the boy away from him if what he had to say caused an explosion of some kind. He had no doubts that his news would be taken badly. He gestured to the couch on the other side of the room, setting his pen and papers aside. "Do sit down."
The worry that had been itching at his gut before he'd even come back to Central surfaced again, but he firmly pushed it down. He'd been feeling uneasy since they'd left to come back. He'd even demanded Armstrong bring him straight to Central as quickly as possible, and won because of his unease. Mustang's current actions only served to make him twitch. "What happened?"
The dark haired man shifted in place slightly, doing a level effort to show nothing but his outward calm instead of the dread over the reaction his words would cause. "Fullmetal, please, sit."
Edward stared at his commanding officer for a moment and clenched his jaw. He just knew something happened to someone he cared about. Mustang hadn't been this nervous since he'd dodged telling him about Hughes... He moved closer to the desk, ignoring the idea of sitting altogether. "What happened?"
Mustang shuffled his papers to one side of his desk in a slow motion, deliberately stalling. "There haven't been any serious injuries that we are aware of."
Edward didn't like that opening in the least little bit. There were implications hidden in that, things that it didn't cover that could still be very bad. He put his hands on the desk, leaning forward on it to get closer to Mustang, needing him to just say what he was going to already so he could see it wasn't really all that big of a deal. Just a joke. He rephrased his question slightly, saying it in a low, calm voice. "Sir, are you going to tell me what happened?"
No more stalling then. He couldn't duck out of it when Edward's fierce eyes were burning into him with that strange calm, as though he already knew what he was about to say. "We lost Alphonse."
Edward stopped breathing entirely for a moment, a flare of panic sparking before going flat in his eyes. The calm voice wasn't gone, but it was edged in a chill unlike Edward's usually explosive temper entirely. Then again, anything concerning his brother tended to bring out a different side of him. "You did what?"
The Colonel leaned away from the other alchemist, easily seeing the accusation being directed at him. He still maintained a level voice though. "We lost Alphonse. He went missing not long after you left, and there has been no sign of him since then. He didn't leave the city either, at least not by train."
Edward gritted his teeth into a parody of a smile in a manner reminiscent of a predator bearing its teeth. "In that case, I have no reason to be here at present. If you'll excuse me sir." He didn't wait for a response to his threat filled words, the controlled tone entirely out of place. He left quietly, and the soft click of the door seemed louder than any slam might have been.
Roy grimaced, then cursed softly. If Edward had exploded, he would have known how to help outside aiding in the search, but the quiet control was another matter entirely. He'd never seen the boy so controlled before, and the change was disturbing. All he could do was hope that Alphonse was found quickly.
To be continued.
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