October 3, 2007

  • Random One-shot

    Um...yah. This was a fic request and I did it. =_= Damn rping...anyway,  I don't own Ed, I just changed him around a bit. He'd owned by whoever owns FMA. Mikali is Sara's. Big surprise there, ne?  oh, and this is random boys love, and rather sweet and fluffy. My teeth hurt just from writing it. XP  I should have done what my muse said and killed the little bastard...make it morbid muwhahaha...


    Ed-Mikali oneshot.

    Mikali looked out the window yet again, watching the snowflakes fall as the wind tampered with their destined places on the window sill. It was still falling at a fast rate, the little house secluded from all of society because of the depth and the chill that had settled there as well. However, the fire in the fireplace made the room glow with a warm orange-red glow as the smell of burning rosewood brought a peace over the whole situation. Totally cut off from society, the power knocked out from the previous daylight hours, and no way to get out. This was hardly what Edward had promised him when he came to visit.

    Of course, neither of them could have predicted the freak snowstorm that happened upon them, even that annoying, smiling, man in the box thing that could predict the weather seemed to be off this time on the total snow amounts. However, he had to admit that the time he had spent here wasn't a total waste. Even if they weren't able to go to the restraunt where Edward had wanted them to go, they still went for a short walk in the woods when the snow and wind seemed to taper off, enjoying the serenity that the snow seemed to bring until the wind picked up yet again and they had to turn back to the safety of the house.

    Deciding that looking out the window was a waste of time, Mikali sat back down on the couch, tucking his sickly legs underneath him and tucking soft yet unruly black-violet hair behind an elven pointed ear. Medium blue eyes, much like the bright yet dulled hue of blue the darkening sky gets before the sun fully sets, flickered around the lightly furnished room, opting to watch the shadows on the floor dance on the red carpet with the light of the fire.

    Sighing yet again, he heard soft footsteps, muted by the carpet and thick socks. He looked up at his boyfriend, who was carrying two mugs of steaming hot chocolate. Edward...the neko demon always seemed to be prepared for whatever seemed to happen to him, something he was thankful for. After all, the boy had enough firewood for the fireplace, old stove that didn't depend on gas nor electricity to function, and even had things like hot chocolate to enjoy during the heavy snowfall. Sometimes, Mikali wondered if he had some sort of foresight.

    Setting both mugs on the table, Edward sat down next to him, wrapping his soft black tail around his waist, something Mikali had quickly become used to and welcomed. It meant that even if his younger brother was more popular, even if he did have almost everyone trying to woo him, or even kill him while he was just in the background, at least one person noticed him. One person cared enough to give him a second thought, one person didn't choose Miko over him, one person had the capacity to love him.

    When the hell did he become so...fluffy?

    He gladly snapped out of his thoughts on such girlish things as Edward handed him a steaming mug, a welcomed warmth from the chill that had settled around him. Sipping it, he found the flavor likable and smooth, much like every hot drink should be. Smiling, he leaned into the couch, finding it warmed and comfortable as they sat in front of the fire.

    “How do you like it,” Ed asked, breaking the silence of the house.

    “Better then you described it,” Mikali replied, leaning his head on Ed's shoulder. “You don't give yourself enough credit.”

    Shrugging, black cat ears flicked in amusement from atop the golden haired, golden eyed beauty with a mechanical leg and arm, something that had always bothered Mikali. One shouldn't have to wear the mistakes forever, especially as deep as those were. Running a finger down the metal arm, Mikali marveled how he could tell the difference even under the heavy sweater. He had offered to fix it many times, and each time Edward had refused, saying that it was payment for a debt that he would never be able to pay.

    He snickered at the sudden feeling of Edward nuzzling his hair, and began a soft, rhythmic purr that made Ed purr himself. Pulling a blanket from behind them, Mikali covered them both, banishing whatever chill there was between them, and Ed focused on drinking his cooling drink rather then cuddling for the moment.

    A few hours later, as the wind died down and the snow became less and less heavy, Mikali slowly opened his eyes to see the dying embers of the fire and felt the warmth of Edward snuggled into his back as he slept. If he could have got up, he would have rekindled the fire, as the air became slightly more chilled. However, he was trapped by Edward's arm and tail, which held him close. Sighing contently, he pulled the blanket slightly higher, covering the both of them better and drifted back off to sleep which used to hold his perfect world. However, at that moment, his world was perfect, something his dreams could never compare to.

    **in the chill of the morning**

    Ears flicked at the sound of the furnace humming away, the air warmed with the heat it created. Opening an eye, he found himself buried in Mikali's hair, who slept peacefully in his loose embrace. Stretching, he sat up a little, reaching for the remote carefully as to find out if the electricity really had been turned back on or he was dreaming. The television came on, and he promptly turned it off, so not to disturb the sleeping shadow demon that lay beside him. Yawning, he allowed himself to stay on the couch a little longer, nuzzling back into the warmth.

    It seemed that Mikali seemed to be waking up any, as he stretched himself and turned over, a rare unguarded smile gracing his features as he looked over Ed, who smiled back. They kissed softly, Mikali finding out that he liked this way of waking up. Purring softly, he snuggled his way into Ed's chest, enjoying the serenity of the early morning.

    “Good morning to you too, koibito,” Ed smiled.

    “Mmm hmm,” Mikali agreed happily.

    “If you move I can start breakfast.”

    “ 'm not hungry.”

    “You just want to stay here.”

    “Is that a bad thing?”

    Thinking that it wasn't, Ed held Mikali close, and ended up drifting off again, leaving Mikali to snicker quietly and thank Inara for such a perfect start to a day. Something he rarely received from his goddess in any form.