Title: Allotted Design.
Pairing: Do you even need to ask?
Rating: PG
Oooohemgee. I'm on a bit of a roll! What can I say; Pirates of the Caribbean 2 inspired me to write slash, but I'm making myself finish this one before I start anything new, ere I know I'll never finish it. hah hah hah. –accusing point- PROCRASTINATOR!
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As the following days turned to weeks, and eventually a month had passed, Envy and Ed returned to school and finished their courses, wrote and passed their exams, and prepared for separation as the school year sped to an end. As he spent time away from his home town, Envy eventually forgot, or perhaps simply blocked out, all memories of the night the strange woman spoke to him in the hospital. In the beginning he fretted over who could have plans for him, and what he was actually worth, but as days passed he began to question if she even knew who he was, or if the mention of a fever having overtaken her consciousness was true, until he didn't think of her at all except for a fleeting thought here and there.
"Y'know," Envy turned his attention from his half-packed belongings to the blonde across the room, sitting atop his own bulging bags. "I meant to bring this up sooner, but y'know, I was afraid that it would be a silly idea…"
He trailed off and Envy had to smile. "Nothing that comes from you could be a bad idea."
Ed chuckled, and nervously raised his gaze to Envy. "Well, I mean… I guess." He slid of his suitcase and crawled across the room until he perched before Envy, reaching for his hands. "I'll be going home tomorrow… And I hate to leave you behind."
"Don't worry," Envy smiled sadly. "The school year had to come to an end sooner or later… besides, we'll both be back for our final year within a few months." That promising thought was all that kept him from abandoning all hopes of surviving the summer.
"But what if we don't have to wait until next year to be together again?"
"What do you mean, Edo?"
"Well," Ed squeezed Envy's hands in his own and smiled. "I love you; a lot, and I know that Winry and Al would love you too… so, wouldyoupleasecomelivewithme?"
Envy swallowed heavily; the few seconds he took to formulate a coherent answer forced Ed to look away with assumptions and disappointment. "Of course, Edo!" He finally declared, and when the blonde turned back with a look of surprise, he gave him no time to answer before clashing their lips together in a relieved kiss.
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"This isn't how things were planned to go."
"No, but it will work. If nothing more, this'll make things easier. Now we wait for Envy to come of age."
Dante and Greed stood back and watched the two boys exchange smiles as they boarded the train together.
"Are you sure we'll be able to find them then?" Greed adjusted his small glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Yes. Once it's time, Envy will find us."
"And until then?"
"Well, until then let them live whatever fantasies they've conjured for themselves."
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The End! Or… is it?
Actually, it's not. There's a lot more for this floating around my head. BUT… I figured if nothing else this was a good place to end it for now, so that I can relieve myself from the obligation of writing more chapters. Until I really want to write more, that is, which shouldn't be too long. I just now have too many other ideas floating around.
So keep your eyes open for more! And thanks to all the faithful writers out there. I only hope my future fictions will keep you as interested.
And, of course, a special thank you to Rianne for reading some of the chapters for me. Ahh, my faithful dictionary in human form. And another special thanks to Amanda for role playing with me for so many months, and giving me all the ideas for this story. Even when they come only from drunken rampages throughout our own mentalities.
TO BE CONTINUED…