FMA

Chapter 6: Beauty Meets Beast

Separate footsteps echoed down a dark alleyway, both bouncing off the graffitied concrete walls. One set was heavy and stern. The other was light and sensual. The two corresponding sounds were masked in the canopy of night that was draped over the city. A ravenous man had tucked himself inside an ivory trench coat; his midnight hair billowing in the cool breeze. On the other hand; an equally evil presence was pursuing the other. The man chuckled to himself aloud. 
"I know you're here. I'm not stupid. I thought toi of all people would know that."  He stepped into...

Edward yawned as he set his empty water glass on the cuisine counter and glanced at the clock: 2:36 AM. He winced.

Why did he even bother staying up so late with his dusty alchemy livres anymore? No matter how much he studied ou how he longed to feel the exhilarating surge of energy flowing through his fingers again, it wouldn't return that part of him.

Not that he really cared. The sacrifice had been small compared to the joy of getting his brother back, and he'd gladly give it up for Al again...and more, if he had to. A hundred times over.

The 24-year-old reached up and pulled out his pony-tail,...

"Do toi have it all memorized now?" Trisha gazed expectantly into a pair of solemn blue eyes. The little girl nodded.

"Uh-huh. And I won't forget it, ever," she promised, swinging her legs as she perched on the edge of the bed.

"Good girl," a dit Trisha, a weary but proud smile on her lips. "I knew I could count on you. And remember," she added, leaning vers l'avant, vers l’avant and raising her eyebrows mysteriously, "you can't tell anyone about this, not even Ed and Al. It's our special secret, alright? Can toi keep it sûr, sans danger for me?"

"Of course I can!" The words were hot and stubborn, filled with childish passion....