My Dogs Butt Is Really Red And Inflamed

Just Breathe - Roy / Dr. Knox 5 / 7

Title: artificial light
By: rizafk
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Torque: Roy Mustang / Dr. Knox (POV: Roy Mustang)
Rating: PG
Prompt: Artificial light

Disclaimer: Although I Hiromu Arakawa tried to bribe a juicy offer yaoi fan fiction, it still has not sold me the rights to Hagrites, aka Fullmetal Alchemist. Time to take the firearms and this disclaimer could change.

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5. Artificial light

(artificial light)

" F uoco," said a voice behind me.

turned my head, wincing at the sound of my name, and felt turn everything around on the speed of movement. I lost my balance if I had not already found on the ground, including rubble and sand.

To my right the dark shape of the doctor, went out to get some fresh air, towering over me: I had not even heard. With his hands stuffed in his pockets staring at me from top to bottom, not at all surprised to see there, tormenting with teeth Language and an unlit cigarette.

"Fire" he repeated with a nod.

Ah, it was an order .

Schioccai ready fingers badly reverse on the ground.

not seemed concerned that I might burn my face as I had just done with his experiments.

And I thought no.

The flame came out bright and clear.

fire the butt end of the time to turn it on.

Then it was dark again, except for that scarlet glow.

E 'in the mouth as if he had a target , I thought I saw him pull the first satisfying puff of smoke gray, but then I did not care much.

"You're good." He said. "I insist. Only lacks readiness. I wonder how you are survived so far. "

shook me weak in the shoulders.

"I do not know. To my teacher was incompetent. "

" Well, then I agree with him ... "he snorted. "I'm not an alchemist, so that they understand?"

chuckled weakly.

"I did not expect this response."

"You wanted compassion? "

I paused and rocked his head from side to side by bending the lips into a slight smile. I felt invaded by a sadness without remedy, and I did not even want to externalize.

"Di ', you're drunk?"

I thought about a moment.

The guards at first, to see me about to throw up, I was offered a sip of something undefined that I was still tears to my eyes at the memory of that burning.

But I was not drunk, I concluded, shaking his head. Just tired to the point that my legs had fallen off after a few steps from the door, leaving me lying there in the dirt in the inharmonious fixity.

practically never slept, between what I did for the doctor and the missions on the field, but even with the shots so far as to give the idea of fireworks erupted as a child I could to give myself to sleep. Kill I had never liked it and I've never taken, but in so short a time had degenerated so much in me, in an unexpected way.

assuefacendo horror I was not making it a bleak, inevitable routine as I said would happen.

I could not.

But I was still entangled.

I was not obliged to help the doctor now that I was cured, but I could not stop: you can still horrified by what I did reminded me that I was still human. That was to keep myself together, now, in a morbid way I ate at every breath, I swung along with the cigarette front.

Perhaps still suffering even killing people out there.

But I was so tired that I did not notice it anymore.

Just as I realized when I worn the butt hovered inches from his face. It was the sole which crushed the butt to bring me back to reality suddenly dark and the sky dotted with stars.

"Find a way to move on, boy, because it serves no purpose."

"I'm already doing ..." I whispered when he was away.

's just not enough ...

artificial light - End