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haz_musica , and listening to Keisha, I felt strangely inspired. This is the result: D. This is my first Yaoi, so do not be hard; A; Songwriter: Lyan_chan
Song: Full Metal Alchemist
Music: Edward Elric & Alphonse Heiderich
Letter: There's nowhere We Should Be Tonight else
1. There's nowhere else tonight We Should Be
Edward and Alfons not believe in the kind of love that leads a romantic sentimentality and cheap, that you've seen on television at the time. Their relationship is more complex and profound, but also delicate, because the slightest breath of air, you can go flying. Alfons die of their disease. Edward returns to his world. That kind of things that show they are not as connected as they would like. And even though deep down they know it, and inevitably, it hurts the same.
is the anniversary of 'engagement'. Almost six months since the first time Alfons Edward lunged after a shower, unable to stand it anymore. They attended all kinds of problems. How to hide your relationship the other, like learning to behave in the streets and learn to cope with a relationship like theirs. Edward barely abríaa Alfons, and this was in despair. Gradually he do so. Came from another world. His brother was a kind of 'clone' exact Alfons. I really wanted to him, Heiderich.
were many, the things you had to assimilate German. But he did, and now, look at the calendar and wondered: What I can give him? Of course, it is completely discarded output option out. No one can see that they are partners. Maybe you think in one night especially hot, but he knows that Edward implants begin to fail and not in the mood for something.
Then think of cooking. It is to be given great, but know how to handle. Maybe a nice dinner, with typical candles, some wine ...
Alfons feel stupid. It has certainly been too much TV. Never thought it would be able to fall into all this kitsch. Wine? But if they can barely afford the rent! Sigh. Edward will have to settle for something simple, simple. Decides to go home with Grace, the housekeeper, for help with a recipe that not take milk. Grace looks at him curiously, and asks him who cooks. Accustomed to all sorts of questions, Alfons responds that his mother sent him a cake.
Grace smiles. Knows that he is lying.
Teaches to prepare an apple pie that has no milk, and explains clearly how to do it. Will still face. After the war, prices go up so shocking and hard times ahead. The German goes to market and buy everything you can with what little money they have left. A month without pay Gracia. Thankfully the kind women have compassion.
spends the whole afternoon cooking, hoping that the cake is good, because you can not afford to go wrong, and you spent all the apples. While the cake is baked, Alfons tries to clean the house, but it does not fit well that pays. There used to love the house, is a scientist. An academic. An academic sacked without working, without being able to design rockets. With the war, many men have been cut from the template, and Alfons was soon dismissed. Edward barely managed to hold, but with the money received does not give just to get half month. It's a hard life.
The cake ends, but lost in his pessimism Alfons not realize. For when you want to remember, the whiff of burning and not quit.
. . .
Edward is very angry. Angry with himself, so pathetic that you feel. Despite being a kitsch, and something that will not fit at all with him, you give a gift to Alfonso for their anniversary. It deserves. I really love, and endure for six months is a record. And as a lover.
At first thought of buying something nice a new shirt (yours, old and worn and pitiful) or a tie, but it all sounds very typical, and is too expensive. Then think of some good sex , but his prosthesis and began to make war, and Hoenhaim goes missing. Where is that damn gets old when you need him? Nobody knows, but Edward is to carve.
Perhaps just might spend the night together, talking, laughing a little. "Celebrate with some Whisky? The Whisky is the only cheap liquor that runs through Munich. Then, while walking down the street, sees a skinny old lady who sells flowers. Very, very cheap. The notes to balance with those huge bouquets of fresh flowers, and see rl gift to his nose.
"Give me a bouquet of red roses.
He keeps under his arm, and whistling, almost dancing to the laboratory. Things look a little better.
But when it comes to the store, things get twisted a bit. Well, kinda. That at first. Darker and then. His companions I say it's the birthday of Hans, and to accompany that night that all go to bar. Hans invited and will be a big party. Edward is denied and the complaints start, but he ignores them. Alfons is your night and no one will spoil.
Miran her bouquet of red roses, and all the men raised their eyebrows. It is an open secret that something strange happens between Elric and Alfons. But prefer to blur reality and believe that Edward will have an appointment with a nice blonde in the area.
So you smile each other, and give advice .
. . .
Alfons feel like shit. The cake has been singed, check the house is a mess, nothing goes as it should, and he just wants to see Edward at once to make your day a little sense copper. It is now ten and still not arrived. He sits at the table, where in two neat dishes, lies a poor soup and a piece of cake blackish. Two small candles will try to give the room environment, but little light.
A disaster.
defeated sighs, and hides her face in her hands. Anyway. It's just a stupid anniversary. It does not matter, right?
hears the door open in the hall, and the characteristic steps of the lameness Edward increasingly notable. Alfons not bother to look up, but when he does not know whether to laugh mourn. Happiness. Edward is, for some reason, red and ashamed, but under his arm, lies a bouquet of red roses, something Crushers, a little broken, and some wilted.
Alfonso, is perfect.
dinner on the table, poor presentacióny the cake burned. Think what it has cost the poor Alfons all that, and happy smiles. It has been worried about him. Alfons embraced him carefully and take the roses inhaling contaminated smoke aroma. Before they die, put them in water. Then she sits on the table to eat his poor meal, thinking that it may not be Edward or swallow. Before the incredulous eyes of German, Edward eats a pie slice of a single bite, swallow and smile so mischievous.
-was delicious. And now we have eaten ... we should skip the dessert .
After all, their implants are not so wrong.
And, after all, the night ends up being very nice.
______________________ I'm not sure where I got the relationship with the song, but I must say that I've tried xD.
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