I think I need to psyche myself up to writing the Alex-Riku fight. XD Because HAHA THEY DUN LIKE EACH OTHER MUCH. 8D
♥ AND I HAVE NOT DONE FMA STUFF IN FOREVER AND A DAY, but here you go, your prize. :3
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There is an apple tree that grows in the Hughes backyard; they climb it up to its broadest flat branch and sit with their legs dangling. The apples are not ripe, but they're close enough to smell nice. They watch soldiers go marching by, pairs of dusty blue uniforms staring straight ahead. After a moment Maes starts to climb higher. Roy watches him.
"What are you doing?" Roy asks.
"Getting a better look." Maes clambers higher. "I wanna see." He turns and holds out a hand. "C'mon."
Roy hesitates -- his mother has always warned him about going too far too fast; steady, she coaches, is the way to be. Life will always flow to its end, and there will be no changing it, however you try.
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♥ AND I HAVE NOT DONE FMA STUFF IN FOREVER AND A DAY, but here you go, your prize. :3
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There is an apple tree that grows in the Hughes backyard; they climb it up to its broadest flat branch and sit with their legs dangling. The apples are not ripe, but they're close enough to smell nice. They watch soldiers go marching by, pairs of dusty blue uniforms staring straight ahead. After a moment Maes starts to climb higher. Roy watches him.
"What are you doing?" Roy asks.
"Getting a better look." Maes clambers higher. "I wanna see." He turns and holds out a hand. "C'mon."
Roy hesitates -- his mother has always warned him about going too far too fast; steady, she coaches, is the way to be. Life will always flow to its end, and there will be no changing it, however you try.
"Roy," says Maes. "Come *on*."
Roy reaches up and grabs his hand.