Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Lonely ❯ Rebellion ( Chapter 2 )

This is my second FMA fic. There are a few warnings: Winry bashing, Al OOC, Ed OOC, and this will be an Ed/Roy pairing. This fic switches POV back and forth between Ed and Roy. Some chapters with have both, some only one. I don't own FMA but this original story is mine.

 

There is also a color key.

 

Black: Author's notes and other people speaking.

Black with * means random noises.

Blue: Roy (Both thoughts and speaking in and out of POV mode)

Red: Ed (Both thoughts and speaking in and out of POV mode)

Now without further ado, here's the story. Enjoy!

 

Lonely

 

Mustang's asking me to join him for dinner?! No one has been so kind to me in two years! I feel myself smiling as I say, “Okay. Where and what time?”

 

“Don't worry,” he says with a grin, “I'll pick you up at seven tonight.”

 

“Okay, sure!” I smile. As he left, a feeling of joy passed through me. I was going to have my first night out in two years! This is so cool!

 

Then something, literally, hits me.

 

“Ow!” I yell as I'm hit in the face with a book! The title of the literary projectile was “Ten habits of effective housewives.” Al and Winry were back from shopping for a wedding cake.

 

“Oh, sorry Ed,” says Winry as she picks up the book. “I didn't see you there.”

 

She didn't see me. My mood almost reverts back to the painful state it was before Roy came to visit me. Roy. His invite to dinner at seven tonight is the only thing that's keeping me from sobbing right now. Winry was washing dishes while Al puts the book away.

 

“Oh, Ed,” said Winry with a too cheery smile, “Can you stay here tonight? Al and I are going to look for the wedding bands and we need someone to stay and keep the apartment in order.”

 

Stay in?! Why do I have to housesit?! Then I realized that, at least through thought, I could express my anger.

 

“Sorry Winry,” I found myself saying, “I can't tonight.”

 

* SMASH! *

 

Winry looks at me with an angry look in her eye. Al stares at me in shock as his fiancée walks over to me. She dropped a dish and it broke. Uh-oh.

 

“Why not?” Jeez, what's with the annoyed tone?

 

“I have plans tonight,” I say simply as I start to feel my old confidence return.

 

“Plans? What plans, Brother?” Al asked, looking a bit upset.

 

“I have dinner plans at seven tonight,” I explained casually. I get it, if I have fun, you two aren't happy, got it.

 

“You're not leaving this house Ed!” yelled Winry in a fury, “I mean it!”

 

* Knock Knock *

 

“Later!” I said as I grab my red coat and headed for the door.

 

I heard that Rockbell girl's shrill voice as she's saying something to Ed. Speaking of the blond alchemist, he sounds a bit more confident. He opens the door and smiles at me. His eyes still look a bit sad but a bit of confidence is shining through.

 

“Hi Roy!” He chirps, “I'm ready to go!”

 

“EDWARD!” Al's ungodly girlfriend, err, fiancée yelled, “GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!” Geez Al, you could've done better! She's a damn screech owl! Al, what were you smoking when you proposed?!?!

 

Speaking of Al, his brown eyes just looked shocked. He looked like he was imitating a fish, his mouth opened and closed soundlessly. Almost makes me with that he was still a suit of armor. Mind you, I'd never tell Ed that. It would either hurt or anger him and from what I say earlier, I don'twant to do either.

 

My confidence is a bit shaky but, I can pull it off. Roy and I leave the apartment as I shut the door. Suddenly, the door bangs open behind us and it's Winry who grabs my left ear. She had a look of pure fury in her eyes. She drags me back to the apartment by my ear.

 

“EDWARD!” she screams “HOW DARE YOU REFUSE ANYTHING WE ASK OF YOU?! EITHER YOU STAY PUT OR YOU'LL BE OUT ON THE STREETS! YOU'RE NOT MUCH OF AN ALCHEMIST ANYMORE AND YOU HAVE NO OTHER SKILLS! WHO WOULD TAKE YOUR WORTHLESS ASS IN?! YOU'RE SMALL, USELESS, AND YOU'VE BECOME STUPID!”

 

I can't stop the tears from flowing a she says these things to me. We're almost back at the apartment when someone's gloved hand roughly grabs Winry's off of my ear, which is now throbbing. I look up slowly to se Roy grabbing Winry's hand. He has a very angry look on his face to match her furious expression. I slump my shoulders and look at the floor. I'm just making things bad for everyone again.

 

 

TBC! R&R! I would love the input! Ja Ne!