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Band of Gold
Author[livejournal.com profile] cornerofmadness
Fandom – Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer – Arakawa owns all
Rating – PG
Pairing – Roy/Riza
Timeline/spoilers – spoilers for the final chapter of FMA
Warnings – see spoilers
Summary – It was her grandmother’s ring
Word count -241
Author’s Note – written for both the ‘token’ prompt on [livejournal.com profile] fanfic_bakeoff and for Royai day (one day late)


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It was her grandmother’s ring, a band of rose gold done as a wreath of cherry blossoms. Her mother also wore it, but at the end, when she knew her life was drawing to a close, she refused to be buried with it. It had gone into a drawer for Riza on her wedding day. When her father died, Riza left it with her grandfather until she was settled. She hadn’t planned on never really being settled but life had other ideas.

Roy wanted her to retire, to not wait out her grandfather’s time as Fuhrer, but she couldn’t do that. The foolish man just didn’t see he needed her where she was for now, at his side, with her gun. She knew he understood that she didn’t like hiding their love in the shadows, almost fearing it would fail to thrive like a sun-starved rose. They were stronger than that, and she took comfort in it.

But he could always surprise her. She broke down into tears at Ed and Winry’s wedding when Roy took the battered old velvet ring box out of his pocket – leave it to him to get it from her grandfather. He put the ring on her finger then, a brilliant token of at least three loves. It couldn’t be official, but they considered themselves married that day. If anyone asked, she told them she was tired of leaving her granny’s beautiful ring in a drawer.



Title - Ends With Family
Author[livejournal.com profile] cornerofmadness
Fandom – Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer – Arakawa owns al
Rating – PG
Characters – Ed
Warning – Spoilers for the end of the manga
Timeline – Set a few years after the Promised Day, based on a picture at the end of FMA 108 so definite spoilers
Word Count – 298
Summary – His extended family makes him feel so lucky
Author’s Note – written for the token challenge at [livejournal.com profile] fanfic_bakeoff and because I see no end of post-series fic coming from me

“Other things may change us, but we start and end with family” – Anthony Brandt


Edward wasn’t sure which token of friendship and well wishes surprised him more. Ling had sent baby rattles, one in the shape of a dragon, the other a phoenix that Ed had promptly claimed too fine – they were silver after all – for baby hands. Truth was, they were just too cool and he was keeping them in his office. Winry had given him the evil eye, but Ed was used to that.

Hearing his young son fussing in the crib, Ed went to check on him before Phillip could wake Winry out of a much needed nap. Ed pulled back the Ishbalan baby blanket and picked his son up. Yes, the blanket had to have been the most unexpected of gifts sent by Meddur, the name Scar was using now. The letter attached to it mentioned the man’s respect for Edward and his regrets for what he had done to Winry. The blue, white and gold blanket bore an Ishbalan design of flowers.

Ed grabbed a stuffed cat and headed downstairs and out onto the porch. Cradling his son, he let the baby examine the stuffed toy with Phillip’s usual curiosity. Ed couldn’t remember if it was from Al or the bastard. Apparently Roy felt the need to do his part and Maes’s. Between Uncle Al and Uncle Roy, there were so many toys in the house, Ed felt like he was living in a toy store. Who knew a baby could make people act like idiots? Wouldn’t catch him acting like that.

Gazing down into his son’s bright gold eyes, Ed grinned then leaned over and blew a raspberry on the boy’s belly until Phillip was giggling and flailing. Nothing silly about that, right? Phillip was a lucky baby to have such an extended family; they all were lucky.

Author’s Note #2 – I’ve used Moroccan culture and art as a basis for the Ishbalan’s. To that end, Meddur is a Moroccan Berber name meaning ‘alive.’ Seemed to fit a man who died twice. Phillip’s name is a nod to Phillippus Aureolus Theophrastus Bombastus von Hohenheim otherwise known as the alchemist Paracelsus, who I have no doubt Arakawa used for Hohenheim (hers was much better looking, just saying)
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