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Title: Too Soon
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Genre: Yaoi, Angst
Warning(s): Character death, lotsa angst
When they first got together it was one of Edward's favorite things to joke about, along with what a pedophile Roy was. But he eased up on it as the years went by. As the whole thing became much more real.
Still, the twenty-eight year old Edward Elric was nowhere near ready that day, when he opened his front door to come face to face with Hawkeye, and heard those words. The words that he prayed he wouldn't have to hear for a long time.
"Something's happened to Roy. You need to come to the hospital."
She had worn that look. The look that said that something terrible had happened, but that she wasn't going to tell Edward herself. And so Edward had come with her to the hospital, all the while trying his best to lift his spirits. To convince himself that mabey he was overreacting. That things weren't nearly as bad as he thought.
He's only forty-two. That's still pretty young.
He was just fine this morning!
It's probably no big deal. He'll be fine, You'll see...
Upon arriving at the hospital Edward had to threaten to transmute the nurses into paperweights in order to make them let him in to see his lover. Apparently they felt that he wasn't actually Roy's "family", that the fact he'd been sleeping with the man for over a decade meant nothing.
Edward didn't have much time to fume over it before he went smashing back into reality.
Roy was laying there, hooked up to all sorts of machines, looking helpless. It made Edward's heart stop to see the usually proud, collected man in such a condition.
He barely heard the doctors as they told him what had happened. Something about an assasination plot against the Fuhrer, about a gunshot. The only part that stood out to him was the last bit. The one thing he dreaded hearing more than anything.
Roy Mustang was dying. He wouldn't last the night.
Edward stood there, stunned. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. Roy just couldn't be dying. He was only forty-two, still fairly young. Edward should have at least another couple decades with the man, right!?
Edward plopped down in a chair beside the bed, staring at the man laying there, hooked up to all those machines.
What could he do? Just sit here and watch helplessly as his lover died?
"...you dumbass. How could you do this to me!? It's too soon for you to leave me!" Edward cried.
Much to his suprise Roy forced his eyes open and smiled weakly.
"I'm sorry, Edward... I love you..." He mumbled weakly. Edward forced a smile, reaching over to hold the hand of the man.
"You're awake. That has to be a good sign... You'll make it." He whispered soothingly, more to calm himself than anything. Roy didn't seem to hear him.
"...I guess you were right... when you said I'd die first... I always tried... not to think of it..." he forced out, followed what might have been an attempt at a laugh. And then he went limp.
That's when the tears started. And they didn't stop until long after the doctors pronounced his lover dead.
x-posted to fma_yaoi, fm_alchemist, and steelandsparks, as well as my GJ.