Things That Resemble Oral Cancer

[Fullmetal Alchemist] because of a letter

Title: because of a letter
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Maes Hughes, Roy Mustang
Pairing: Hughes / Glacier, Hughes / Roy onesided
Rating: G
Word Count: 1601 ( Fidipù )
Challenge : Roses Valentine's Day - February 8 @ michiru_kaiou7
Prompt: Groped desperately to plead (ie: when to introduce it throughout the bad luck to make your life difficult)
Summary: Hughes recounts how difficult it was to declare Glacier.
Notes: No, that mean? XD At the very onesided with the return of the dead, eh? * Roy, stop looking at me like that, your onesided makes it canon, so do not break and go to suffer in the * were saying? Ah, yes. This prompts me to create some problems, because those who assume a story I always put a little 'difficulty in. ^ ^ (But as usual I could trasoformarlo in something without plot, cone proud of me!)
Acknowledgements: A sonia_sama , the poor soul that forces one to read my crap. \u0026lt;3
Spoiler: None
Disclaimer: Cow-san no. ♥
Warning: Shounen the onesided



Roy does not know exactly how they ended up on that speech or who have begun the first of the two, he knows is that Hughes has almost completely stopped to drink instead of him which has already downed four drinks and is considering whether it is appropriate or not to throw down the fifth and his eyes can not stop staring in the amber liquid, and his ears seem clogged with the piercing voice that seems to directly entrargli in the brain.
"It was something really absurd," is saying, his eyes and his head pointing the other way while Roy looks at him, corner of his eye, took his cup to his lips.
"I guess," he says, sketching a smile and Hughes chuckles, shaking his head, as if everything that is coming from the lips is now just a joke worth laughing about, "You know when you think that everything and everyone Allies have to make your life impossible? I mean, you're there, one step, you can do it without problems, and then something happens - whatever nonsense, I say - and you can not do, practically prevent you from speaking. "She pauses and her smile widens, becoming more cheerful. "I happened to be at least once, right?"
Roy blinks and then nods, continuing looking at his drink. "Basically it is the story of my life," he jokes, and is grateful that he is so taken by what he's saying do not realize that it is serious.
Hughes chuckles, raising his glass half full before it even has to mention a toast in his direction. "Well, then you can figure out exactly what happened."
Roy inspires and needs to drink a long drink from his glass before he could do the next question: "So ... How did things go, exactly?"
"It was the summer of our junior year of academy and I was home on leave, and she lived practically across the street, above the flower shop of her, "begins, shipped, and looking into his eyes seems to have already forgotten where it is, completely absorbed by those memories that seem to make it lighter at every word coming out from his lips. "He helped his mother, during the summer, and every morning I tried to find an excuse to go there and see it before. After a few weeks we started hanging out ... "He pauses for a moment and then shakes his head. "Well, hanging out . I spent almost every day at the store, with the excuse of having to buy flowers - say, can you imagine? We had a house full of pots of geraniums, so that my mother began to wonder what the heck I had done for her all those gifts, "Ride, and leaned his elbows on the counter, her eyes dreamy. "I said. I walked past the shop and checked that her mother was busy with other clients, before entering, just to make me serve you. After a while, 'we started talking, so talk, the more and less, you know? Flowers and flowers, speeches like that. He wanted to know that I did, all those pots of geraniums, she was convinced that I eat them or something, "Roy
opens his eyes for a moment and then laughs, trying not to meet his gaze. "You're crazy."
"I know," he replied, joining his laughter. "Something like that, yes. Well, 'I said,' continues by joining hands over the bar. "This went on for a bit ', maybe two or three weeks and then, finally, I asked her to leave."
"You said that?"
Hughes's smile changes, suddenly becoming softer, more intimate. Then he sighed, chuckling. "What is that one needs to buy so many flowers before they have the courage to invite a girl to go out probably was really worth it."
The two look straight in the face for a moment and Roy raises both eyebrows, the first to get a giggle escape. "He said that?"
Hughes nods. "Word for word."
"And then? When I started the drama? "
"We've seen throughout my license, then I'm back in the academy and decided to keep in touch, I promised that I would write." He paused, as if to rearrange ideas, and then continues: I sent some letters, she said, and one evening I sat there, pen and paper and wrote the most romantic, poignant and embarrassing love letter you've ever seen on earth. "
" Have you written? So?
Hughes shrugs, putting himself on the defensive: "I'm in love, so sorry! However, I said. I sent this letter and, after weeks, I do not receive any response. According to you what I thought? That he had offended, I do not reciprocate, things like that. "
" So you stopped insisting? "
He nods. "Yeah. And when I'm back home again, she did not spoken for days. "
Roy blinks and, for the first time, puts the drink on the counter. "And then?"
'Well, I had to do? I am a gentleman, I did not want to bother, if not reciprocated my feelings I would have to accept it and do with a reason, I said. "
" But ...? "Crept Roy, with his fingers stroking the glass of the glass.
Hughes smiled. "But I'm in love," she admitted, shrugging. "I waited a week whole and in the end, I got courage and I have faced. "He paused and took a short breath. "In short, they had lost my letter, those idiots, and she has never received them: if he had stopped looking for was because he believed that she did not want to know more - can you believe it? When I realized how things were explained to her that it was a stupid mistake, that I was not going to stop visiting her and so we went to hang out together, just as before. "
" And you did not ask you the letter? "
"I did. But I have not said anything. "
Roy raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"Are you kidding ? How could I say such a thing like that? The idea of the letter I had seemed romantic, but to repeat what I wrote would make me feel a fool! No, I told you. Not immediately, anyway. "
His voice had deteriorated suddenly and Roy turns toward him, frowning slightly. "So when did this happen?"
"When I was summoned by the Army for the war of extermination Ishbar."
Roy opened his mouth to speak and closes immediately, nodding. "I understand."
"I felt like a fool," he confesses, looking down. "I went to his house and told her everything, the letter, of how I felt. I told her that I would not be never returned and that was my last chance to explain what was going on, it really seemed like everything that I was being rowed against, someone had decided that I could not have this woman, and when I finished talking, she looked at me straight in the face and ... Well, 'I am convinced that it was what she then told me to save my life during the mess of war. "
Roy swallows load, taking back his glass in his hand and takes another long sip, before asking: "What did he say?"
"" You come back.'ll come back, because if you lose another of your letter you will have to come to me and tell me what was written. "
looked at each other for a long time Roy and then smiles. "Yes, it's something you might say."
Hughes nods and passes a hand over his face to clear deep shadow that had flashed in his eyes at the memory you many years ago. "It's extraordinary," he says with a sigh and then, as if all of a sudden he had forgotten the bad thoughts, took a slight nudge in agreement: "And what do you say?"
Roy shrugs and takes a sip from his glass. "About what?"
"statements that you could not do that did not arrive, you know, what we talked for hours."
Roy nods and laughs, tapping his glass on the counter. "Okay, okay, I understood. "She hesitates a moment and then sighed," Okay, let's say I have one on the road. "
Hughes seems to light up and leans toward him, curious:" Are you kidding? Who is it? "
" I do not know. "
He snorts, shaking his head. "I understand, it's a secret. And how is it going? "
Roy looks at him for a moment, her eyes bright under his glasses, so close to his face that he can even hear the noise it makes his brain. What would you do if he knew? "From bad to worse," he says finally with a shrug, holding his drink as if it were the only lifeline.
Hughes smiles, comprehensive and do not withdraw. "We're trying enough?"
"With all my strength." A does not make you understand.
"And it's worth it, Roy?" Search
his eyes and when she meets her eyes again, he can not keep from laughing. "Yes. Yes, it is really worth, I assure you. ... It is the most amazing person I know. "
Hughes's smile grows and finally picks up his drink and takes a long sip. "Hey, I thought that this place is mine," he jokes, and Roy looks to end his profile, before giving him a pretty strong slap on the nape.
"But shut up, idiot." And when raises his glass to drink, he realizes that his drink, by now, is over.