A/N: W00t! Welcome to my first drabble, oneshot, idea, poemy thing. This will consist of all parrings. Anything I seem interested in writing. So enjoy. This will be total randomness. It will end when I decide, I do not have a set number. It might stop for three months, then I might add another drabble or whatever. It all depends on what I feel like doing. xD Well, enjoy.
Some notes on this. There are spoilers in this chapter. Mostly about Hohenheim and his disapearence. Also, if you haven't finished the series don't read this one. It won't mke sense.
Trisha/Hohenheim
Just For A Little While
The brown haired woman giggled insanely as the man pushed her on the akward made swing. "Hohenheim!" she shreiked in surprise, clutching the rope for dear life. The blonde haired man laughed as he pushed her again. The sun shone brightly in the sky, illuminating summer's green grass. There wasn't a cloud in sight, leaving a flawless blue pallet before them.
"What's wrong?" her asked tauntingly as he continuted to push her. "Do you want off?"
She giggled, nodding her head yes.
He grabbed the swing and pulled it to a stop. She flipped around, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. The two tumbled backwards, but neither seemed to notice.
The woman broke the kiss and stared down at the blonde haired man beneath her. "Hohenheim," she whispered. "I love you."
"I love you too Trisha," he said with a smile, before kissing her nose playfully.
Trisha weaved her fingers in with his. "Promise me it'll be like this forever." She said.
Hohenheim frowned. "You know it can't."
Trisha smiled. "I know. I don't care what happens to your body. I love you and that's all that matters." She then kissed him firmly and lovingly on the lips.
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Trisha smiled, rocking the newborn Alphonse in her arms. He was asleep at the moment, and seemed so blissfully unaware of his suroundings.
"Look Edward," Hohenheim whispered, the toodler on his shoudlers. "It's your new baby brother." The one year old's eyes glinted with joy as he reached out towards the newborn baby.
Trisha rose from the hospital bed with slight discomfort. She was still cradeling the infant in her arms. "Isn't this wonderful?" she whispered, taking another look down at Alphonse. "We're a family. All of us." She then looked up at Hohenheim. "And you said this wouldn't work."
He smiled, kissing her on the forehead. "I guess... we made it work."
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Hohenhiem pointed to a word on the page, looking down at the two year old in his lap. "This says 'Alchemy'. Can you say Alchemy Edward?"
The two year old gave a slur of a word as he tried to pronouce it.
Hohenheim smiled, patting him effectionatly on the head. "You're gonna be something great someday." He sighed, letting his eyes fall. "There's something I have to do. I just hope you won't hate me for it."
"Daddy!" Edward cried out. Unaware of what his father was talking about.
Hohenheim merely smiled sadly.
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"Do you really have to go?"
It was dark. Both boys had been put to bed, Hohenheim stood at the doorway, suitcase in hand. "I do." He said sadly, brushing tears from her eyes. "But as soon as I can find a way to stop my body from rotting, I'll come home." Delicatly, he took her chin and kissed her.
With that, he turned and disapeared into the darkness of the night.
"Mommy?"
Trisha flipped around at Edward's voice. Her heart melted when she spotted him standing by the door, trying to rub the sleep from his eyes. "Where's daddy going?" he asked.
She walked over to him, bending down, taking his hands in hers. "Daddy is... going away."
"Forever?" The toodler asked in shock.
The woman shook her head. "No. Not forever. Just... for a little while."