Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Selfless, Cold and Composed ❯ Chapter 1
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
a/n: This is sort of a Roy + Ed. You could read it that way. It's a songfic- rare for me- based on a Ben Folds Five song called “Selfless, Cold and Composed.”
Said What You Wanted to Hear
“Asshole.”
I…
Said what you wanted to hear. It's easy to be breezy and free. It doesn't mean anything, when you're-
Selfless.
Cold.
And composed.
“You should call me sir.”
It doesn't mean anything. Anything. Get out of my sight.
“Call me sir.”
“It doesn't mean anything.” I say it: Selfless.
Cold.
And composed.
“Asshole.” I said what you wanted to hear.
“Sir.”
I tell you all the things you want to hear. Tell me you hate it. Tell me you love it, and I will not care. But, you just smile. I said what you wanted to hear.
Anything.
Anything.
If I called you sir you would throw me out, throw me away, forget about me and this would all be over.
But, you just smile. Politely. Even after I said what you wanted to hear.
It's easy to be-
Breezy and free.
It doesn't mean anything, and you can take everything, when I'm-
Selfless.
Cold.
And composed.
Call me thankless and I'll say the right word, again. Call me a maverick and I'll tell you anything. Everything. I won't take it back.
“You look so guilty, boy. But you've done no wrong.”
Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me I don't know enough to get by. Tell me, tell me, tell me I am a dog, a nothing, so small you could step on me and never notice…
Then you say: “But you want to- don't you want to give me a right on the chin?”
Just for a sign that I give a shit? I just smile. Like I'm saying `have a nice life.'
“Get out of my sight.”