Author's note: I do not own FMA or its characters. I also do not own the song titles.

Little Bitty Pretty One – His First Dance

He was barely four years old the first time he remembers dancing. It was their day when his sisters were all out, and it was just the two of them. His mother and her baby boy. In his mother's sunny parlor they spun around, laughing. He remembers her singing along with the radio. He doesn't remember what the words were, just her rich voice. He remembers warmth and joy and dizzy circles. He hasn't been home in years, doesn't feel he should stain his once home. Now the dances are formal, stiff things, traditions to be followed, and almost never with one he loves. But dancing also brings remembered joy, so he has never refused to dance.