seaweed_fma (seaweed_fma) wrote in fm_alchemist,

3 Drabbles- different pairings

Here is the first group of 3 drabbles that I did for a meme on my LJ- give me a prompt and I will choose a pairing and fandom- as usually with me, they all ended up being Fullmetal Alchemist, both Het and Yaoi pairings- rated from G to PG-13 for talk about character deaths and such.
There *ARE* spoilers, so be warned.

I would really love to get some feedback on these. What do you guys think?

For: Gretchen8642
Title: Name
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Mustang, Hawkeye, Havoc, Hughes.
Summary: When she fell, he couldn't bring her name to his lips.
Warnings: Character.. death? and spoilers for chapter 100 in the manga.
Rating- I would say PG for talk of death.

A/N: Damn iTunes.. as soon as I read this, Vic Mignogna's version of "Brother" started to play, and this idea came into my head... Darn seredipity.

When Roy watched him fall, he yelled his name.


When she fell, he couldn't bring her name to his lips.


He couldn't say her name. If he did, he would be admitting that she was falling.

That she was dying...

He could see them all falling in front of him.

"Maes, you were going to work below me, help guide me to the top..."

And he couldn't make it- the dying- stop.

I could, but I can't...

He watched her collapse to the floor, and that creature... that THING looked at him.

"Now, Mustang. Open the gate."


For: HarmonyLSC
Title: Rain
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Mustang, implied Hughes
Summary: Then the rain fell.
Warnings: Spoilers for character death in the manga and two animes.
Rating: Lets say PG to be safe.

A/N and my fucking iTunes strikes again... the Johnny Cash version of "Hurt" comes on as I start to write
this. There is some higher power working here...

There had been a couple of drops of rain at the funeral.

The real rain didn't come until the sun dropped in the sky and a darkness settled across the land.

Then the rain fell.

Large, bloated droplets that burst on the ground and splattered odd patterns onto everything they covered.

The thunder came with it, sometimes high and fast, almost choking noises, sometimes low, rumbling sounds.

The rain came, and it would not stop.

The night left, and the morning came, and still it was raining.

He looked out the window and saw a few leisurely, high, white, puffy clouds floating across a beautiful blue day.

And the rain came again.

Title: Closing Time
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Ed, Winry, a little Al
Summary: You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here.
Warnings: Movie based- AUish, character death.
Rating: Er... PG-13 for some death I guess.

A/N: Okay, iTunes.. I am really tired of you giving me muses as I am reading the requests. it is really
getting rather scary.... (If you couldn't guess- "Closing Time" from Semisonic.. and yes, there is a
*MUCH* better author who used this song as a muse. But this fic is not related.)

"Closing time. You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here."

Somewhere in his drunken haze, Ed heard the bartender yell for Last Call, but he just wasn't in the mood
to stop drinking yet.

There was not any particular reason that he needed to drink. Nothing particularly bad had happened as far
as he knew, but for some reason, he had just been incredibly depressed all day. It felt like a part of
him had died, and he had no idea why.

How many years had he been living in Germany now? Close to 10 years. Al had found himself a woman and
started his own life. He lived in Switzerland now, a much more stable country. They already had a child,
and another on the way. He had just gotten off the phone with him a few hours ago, and he knew everything
was fine with them. Al could tell that when Ed called, something was not right, and he had suggested that
Ed go out and enjoy himself.

But he couldnt enjoy himself. A part of him was missing.

And for some reason, today, that missing part just seemed a bit larger.

A world away, a car screeched to a halt, and there was a sickening thunk as flesh met metal.
Even though it was pouring rain and he couldn't see more than a foot in front of him, he rushed out of
the car, thinking a deer had run across his path...

His stomach lurched and wretched when he saw the girl in front of the car, her blonde hair caked with
blood, a wrench still gripped tight in her fist.

He looked down, trying to wake her, but he knew that it was too late.

When Ed stumbled out of the bar, he headed in the general direction of his small apartment. He had only
gotten a few blocks, staring at the ground in a vain attempt to not trip over his own feet when he bumped
into someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry.." he said, looking up..

Blond hair.

Blue eyes.


"... Winry?"
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