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With Sing-Song Voices [fma][fic] 
04 11 07
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Title: With Sing-Song Voices
Author: in__conspicuous
Series: Ze awesome FMA
Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye
Spoilerish from chapter 52(?) and so forth, I guess. Royai. Possibly AU, iuno. Haven't written fics like this for ages. Possibly some very mixed up tenses too. I don't mind beta offerings, haha. 342 words.

With Sing-Song Voices

Copyright Eina


And as we lie beneath the stars
We realize how small we are
If they could love like you and me
Imagine what the world could be



He stood there, alone.

He was watching.






He was a lot of things, and was doing a lot of things.

But to me, he was only one thing. He was Roy Mustang. No any other words, besides those, his name, could describe who he is, and what he means to me

He is Roy Mustang.

“Lieutenant,” I hear his voice. That same voice I hear over the seconds, minutes, days, months and years we have spent together. Only now, it seems to sound a tad bit different. I often wondered why. But it really does not matter. “Perhaps we should go back. You seem to be dozing off.”

I nod and follow him.

“You’ve been awfully quiet.” He remarks, even though he is fully aware that I am always quiet.

“What do you want me to say?” I answer, almost sarcastically.

He chuckles.

“How’s your boss?” He asks, this time mockingly.

I smirk. Usually, he does all he smirking. But really, “You tell me, sir. I’m quite sure you had tea with him this morning.”

He gives a little groan.

“The stars sure are beautiful tonight.” He remarks, looking up in the skies and opens the car door for me.

I laugh this time. “Changing the subject, eh?”

He closes the passenger door, luckily, before I even put my hands near it. He does this in a rapid movement. He comes closer, I can hear him breathing on the back of my neck. It’s an odd sensation, really.

“What are you doing?” I ask him.

“What do you think?” He retorts as I start to feel his hands moving along my waist.

I turn around, facing him, my back against his cold car. I see the surprise in his eyes, which gradually turned into an amused expression.

“Sir, why are you laughing?”


“It comes out automatically.” I shrug.

“I guess.” He sighs, and finally opens the door and lets me in.

He starts staring at me.

“Anything on my face?” I ask.

He shakes his head. Leans towards me and gives me a light kiss and grins.

“Time to get you home lieutenant, we have work to do tomorrow.”

I smile at him.

Tomorrow’s the day.

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  1. Gift fic for simargl_wings
  2. Lyrics (c) of Nickelback and so on and so forth. T'was taken from their song If Everyone Cared.
  3. This was written.... well, let's just say not a lot of thinking was involved in the making of this ficcie.
  4. Friending pl0tfarm would be muy awesome. XD

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04 12 07 (UTC)

You read it once before, on me journal. Hahaha. Now I shall plug it to ze world. (Hope you don't mind :P)

and thanks for reviewing... twice XD

04 26 07 (UTC)
This was sweet.
05 04 07 (UTC)
Thanks :D

04 27 07 (UTC)
Oh well, I have said you already my opinion about your fic, but getting an actual COMMENT is always nice. 8)

Your style to write is still very lovely and I love the way you describe all the things, the action between characters and the feelings and so. And I think you should keep writing this stuff. Just because I like it and that's the way everything's meant to be and blahblahblah - .

If it's about grammar... You know, I'm not the one to say anything. XD
05 04 07 (UTC)
Indeed, an actual comment -is- nice. :D


04 27 07 (UTC)
very cute and well written!
05 04 07 (UTC)
thanks. ^_^
04 27 07 (UTC)
Very sweet! This captured a lot of important things in just a few words.

The tiniest, teeniest editorial comment: "tad" and "bit" mean pretty much the same thing, so you don't need to say "tad bit." Very minor.
05 04 07 (UTC)
Aww, thanks. And I'll remember that, thanks again. Hehe :D

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