no matter the hearts you burn, in mine you shall always remain
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[I highly recommend reading on ao3 instead because of the long notes. also because I have no idea how to centralise things on Tumblr 🤣]
for @moms-made-fullmetal-2020, day 7: farewells and new beginnings. thank you once again @waddiwasiwitch for organising such a lovely event!
Summary: The label ‘bastard’ bears multiple meanings for Roy Mustang, who is the result of a dangerous, illicit affair between two childhood lovers. The story begins in an Imperial Court, deep in the heart of Xing.
Translations:
要选 (yào xuǎn) means "want to choose", but Yao Xuan’s name would probably be written as 姚璇 (yáo xuán) in Xingese. The first character is a common Chinese surname and what I’m guessing is the Xingese equivalent for the Yao clan, and the second character means “jade”. Hence why Yao Xuan mentions that her name is a wordplay on “choice” later on.
亲爱的 (qīn ài de) - dear; a term of affection.
再见 (zài jiàn) - farewell, goodbye.
心肝 (xīn gān) - darling; a term of endearment. However, translated literally, it means “heart and liver”.
A/N: I know Ling’s name in FMA is structured as Ling Yao, but for the purposes of this fic I rearranged the name such that the clan name comes first - hence Yao Xuan instead of Xuan Yao (in part because the latter has a different meaning). It’s also common for surnames to come first for Chinese names.
Songs: Chrysanthemum Terrace, Endless Love
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The Imperial Court is a terribly lonely place.
Underneath every smile plastered on perfect porcelain is a heart that mourns and yearns for a life outside the palace. Engraved on walls of gold and jade are recurring motifs of phoenixes and dragons, a reminder to all the concubines sequestered within to remember who they serve. Who their heart rightfully belongs to for the rest of their lives.
The Supreme Eminence, the Sovereign Emperor.
Her fate is inescapable from the day she was born. You are the oldest daughter of the Yao clan, Yao Xuan. It is your duty to produce an heir for the Emperor, for us. She doesn’t have a say in the matter, doesn’t have a choice, because her destiny has been plotted out like a graph from birth.
It’s only been months since she entered the Imperial Court as a concubine, but Yao Xuan finds herself already suffocated by the politics and overwhelming expectations of perfection that line every crevice, every footstep. Mornings are a particularly tiresome affair - she awakes even before the sun rises, to begin dressing up for a man that she’s frankly not even interested in.
But he owns your life now.
The entire thing is ritualistic, but doesn’t offer a sliver of comfort like a religious ritual might have. She sinks gracefully into the warm bathtub filled with red petals for her at six in the morning, before letting the ladies under her dry and tug at her raven tresses methodically. It hurts - the teeth of the jade comb stabs at her scalp mercilessly, and is an added weight to the already heavy burden on her shoulders. Her face is powdered alabaster with lead, eyebrows darkened with charcoal and lips painted a bright crimson, before she’s swathed tightly in gold satin and scarlet silk.
Though red represents prosperity in Xing, she finds there is nothing prosperous about dressing up everyday for a man who only spares her a momentary glance as he scans the throng of women lined up orderly at the paulownia pavilion for him.
Who shall it be today, Your Majesty?
Secretly, Yao Xuan begs for the Emperor to not pick her for the night, in spite of the pleasant, seductive smile that tugs at her lips mechanically whenever he saunters past her. His eyes scan her like she’s nothing more than a slab of meat at the market, and she finds her heart shattering every time she remembers a man who looked at her like she was the world to him.
Christopher Mustang. He’s nothing more than a forbidden fruit now, but it’s the fact that he’s dangled in front of her that exacerbates the cruelty. Once he was her childhood lover, but now he’s a soldier - General Mustang - in the Imperial Court who’s sworn fealty to the same sovereign entity.
She wishes this was not their destiny, but fate is cruel and ineluctable and they can only share forlorn, fleeting glances whenever she strolls past him after another day of rejection to return to the royal chambers with the other ladies to dabble in senseless politicking disguised by equally mindless embroidery.
Sewing has never been one of Yao Xuan’s talents, but there’s really nothing else to do in the stifling confines of the palace. Her fingers ache as she pricks herself with the needle, but it pales in comparison to the pain that shreds through her as she laments for a love and desire buried deep within by the immeasurable weights of duty and destiny.
~x~
Years pass, and spring comes in full bloom.
Yao Xuan is a wonderful sight to behold in the warmth of spring. Her cheeks are suffused in pink, mirroring the petals falling delicately above her, a lilac robe embracing her magnificent figure. But in spite of her beauty the Emperor waltzes past her in his full regalia without even passing a glance, and with every step she finds her self-worth getting trampled on.
The other members of the Yao clan have expressed their displeasure many, many times at the very apparent lack of an heir, but there’s nothing she can do. It’s all a matter of chance, and there’s nothing she can do to improve her luck: concubines are not allowed into the Emperor’s room unless they’re chosen.
(It’s strangely paradoxical, because her name’s a wordplay on choice, but she’s neither chosen nor given a choice.)
The routine repeats itself: she returns to her chambers after receiving a severe scolding from the other members of the Yao clan for being utterly, utterly useless. The only thing that stings is the needle - she refuses to let tears sting her eyes in front of them. Instead, she bows her head subserviently and promises to do better the next time, but her feet wander when night falls.
Yao Xuan finds herself at the paulownia pavilion again, admiring the lotuses that float gracefully atop shallow waters and decorate them in flecks of white and pink.
Purity and enlightenment.
There’s nothing enlightening about her entire predicament - she doesn’t know what else can be done to make herself more attractive to the Emperor, but every dismissal comes with disapproval and disappointment, and it’s a painful pill to swallow. It sits uncomfortably in her gut as she drums her fingers against the chrysanthemum-coloured balustrades to distract herself from the nauseating feeling bubbling in her throat.
“Lady Yao? What are you doing out here so late at night?” The familiar voice of her childhood lover abates the nausea a little.
“Just thinking, General Mustang.” She turns to look at him, but her resolve crumples along with her face when she witnesses his kind, strong stature under the moonlight. There’s nothing more I want than to be with you, qīn ài de.
“Are you alright?” General Mustang stands with a respectable distance between them, but she sees love and sincerity pooling in his eyes, and her own desire that she’s tried to suppress since her entrance to the Imperial Court makes a fiery resurgence.
“... I’m not,” and she begins to cry. Instinctively, he wants to embrace her, whisper sweet nothings into her crown of black tresses, but he can’t.
General Mustang grips the hilt of his blade in an attempt to resist temptation, but she inches forward daintily to reach for his hand, and his resolve likewise falters. He automatically responds in kind when she rests her palm on his, and he’s quick to intertwine his fingers around hers, tracing circles on the back of her palm while murmuring soothing platitudes.
In the end, years of suppressed desire inundates them, and despite the alarm bells ringing in their heads their feet move involuntarily, as if possessed by some kind of uncontrollable automatism, towards Yao Xuan’s chambers. She disrobes, he disarms, and their bare bodies finally become one in the darkness.
There’s nothing pure about their union, only immoral, but it’s the first time they’ve felt happiness after an eternity of loneliness and despair.
~x~
sentenced to death
even before you were born
curse the stars, cruel fate
— they have damned you!
but i knew, even then
you were born to be loved
in my womb, in my heart
i carry you with all my love.
~x~
She’s not sure if the nausea is due to the tempestuous storm of emotions writhing in her gut after enduring incessant reprimands and lashings from the other members of the Yao clan, or the symptoms of something a lot more petrifying.
But it persists for weeks, and she’s late.
Late.
A terrifying consequence after an illicit affair. It goes without saying that they’ll both be executed upon discovery, for it is impossible that this is the Emperor’s scion. After all, he’s never even laid a hand on her, and the only logical conclusion is that the child growing inside her belongs to her lover.
The inevitable fate that awaits them is only death and dishonor. They would face opprobrium in its most unadulterated form, no doubt, and she would be exiled from the Yao clan for the shame she’s brought to her family’s name.
Yao Xuan could bear dying alone, being humiliated and scorned by her clan, but the thought of her lover and her unborn child being murdered alongside her kills her.
An unborn, innocent child who has done nothing wrong except exist.
Despite the wrongness of the whole situation, there’s a part of her that’s secretly elated - excited, even. For this was the fruit of their love, and her heart was already beginning to bloom with adoration for her son. Or daughter, but her maternal instincts convince her that it will be a son.
Fortunately, she’s not selected by the Emperor that day. Yao Xuan endures the rest of the day with as much normalcy as she can before making her way to a secluded veranda at night that’s a safe spot away from prying eyes.
She spots General Mustang, who has received her note earlier in the day to meet her here at midnight, and walks to his side.
“What’s the matter, Lady Yao?”
Yao Xuan doesn’t speak. Instead, she bends over gracefully to pick up three abandoned petals on the ground and lifts it up to his eyes, her other hand resting on the barely discernible swell of her stomach.
General Mustang’s eyes widen. They’ve known each other for years, and it’s easy for him to understand her message immediately.
Pregnant. With our child.
He closes the remaining distance between them and splays an open palm on her stomach.
“I plan to run away with this child, General.” Alone. The implication is clear - she doesn’t want him to be involved, doesn’t want him to be stripped of his title and suffer a dishonorable discharge and be executed.
But there’s nothing more dishonorable than leaving the woman I love to go through this alone. “Not by yourself, Yao Xuan.”
She pushes his palm away gently from her stomach, and meets his gaze with a stern one, trying not to let his use of her full name unwind her. “Yes, General. I will not do this to you - not after you’ve worked so hard to get to where you are now.”
“You’re more important than all of that,” he murmurs, but there’s an edge to his voice that makes it crystal clear that he’s made up his mind, and there’s nothing she can do that will deter him from acting upon it. He clasps a firm hand around her wrist. “Let’s go.”
Yao Xuan casts a final glance at the overbearing silhouette of the palace grounds before whispering a quiet apology to her sister - they’re ten years apart in terms of age, but it will be her turn to bear the unbearable burden of being a concubine this time - as she elopes with her lover and a stomach that’s beginning to swell with life.
Together, they traverse through the desert with nothing to their name, but full of love for their unborn child.
~x~
the stars stare down at you
as we traverse through
the desert. the night is cold
but here you will stay warm,
within me. you are
a blessing, God’s gift to me.
a journey thus sublime
— you must live, new life.
~x~
Her son’s birth had been a difficult one, and life afterwards with her husband as fugitives in the harsh desert wasn’t easy. But she’s surprisingly content. Happy, even, with the simple domesticity that they’ve been blessed with, and whenever Yao Xuan looks at the innocent bundle of joy in her arms she smiles with the knowing conviction that they’d made the right choice.
She can’t help but think that their beloved son - Roy Mustang - is perfection in a swath of linen the first time she sees him, and she loves him with such a fierce tenderness that it engulfs her completely - even more than her love for her husband. Chris shares the same sentiments, and they both share an unspoken consensus that they would die for him instantaneously should the need arise, without second thought.
And like a fulfilled prophecy, the need does arise.
Roy Mustang is a little toddler of four, brimming with innocuous delight whenever his mother reads to him about the basics of science, before reciting tales of knights in shining armour slaying evil dragons that breathe fire afterwards.
(His father has a nice voice, too, and Roy is equally delighted whenever he reads to him, but he finds himself preferring his mother’s voice to his bright tenor.)
Yao Xuan rests a hand endearingly on his arm, and Roy thinks there’s nothing like the warmth of her bosom as he snuggles in adorably. The gentle lull of her voice has an almost soporific effect, and he finds himself slowly dozing off.
Until his father barges in. He speaks with a pitch higher than Roy is accustomed to, and the panic radiating off his body, his every movement, causes him to stir slightly. “We need to go now, Yao Xuan. They’ve found us.”
The book she’d been reading earlier falls to the ground unceremoniously with a loud thud, jolting Roy awake. “What’s wrong, mama? Papa?” He blinks, rubbing the sleep away from his eyes blearily. At the sight of the fallen book, he picks up the book immediately and brushes off any imaginary specks of dust, grabbing it firmly with his tiny hands.
“We need to run, son,” she picks him up deftly, allowing Roy to rest on her shoulder while stroking his tuft of raven hair with trembling hands.
Together they begin to run through the desert, Roy’s eyes wide as he takes in the stars gleaming brightly overhead and the cold wind slapping his face, but the wind and stars are not their only companion. His parents hear footsteps inching towards them, metal clanging against armor and know that they’re close to getting ambushed.
Is this it? The punishment for our sins?
“Stop right there, the both of you.”
General Mustang stiffens. That voice…
“General Lan Yan?” he calls. It’s difficult to make out the man’s identity, especially when he’s decked in black from head to toe and has a mask on, but he would recognise that voice anywhere.
The masked man removes his visor to confirm General Mustang’s thoughts, as the other soldiers draw their swords, inching closer to form an inescapable circle around the two traitors.
“We’re trapped, aren’t we?” Yao Xuan whispers to her husband. She holds her son closer to her as he starts sobbing into her shoulder, his young mind confused and scared by the dangerous-looking strangers swarming around them.
(The only people Roy knew who wielded swords were the knights from fairytales, and the men around him looked nothing like heroes.)
“We’re under orders from the Emperor to execute the both of you,” General Lan Yan announces, eyes steeled in resolve but with a tremulous edge in his voice. He winces at the thought of being ordered to kill a former comrade, a friend.
A friend who he had once admired, trained with and fought against. Years ago, they’d started out with relatively bad impressions of each other. Lan Yan had thought he was an arrogant bastard, even though everyone called him the golden boy because of his impressive swordsmanship and mastery of alkahestry. On the other hand, Christopher Mustang was inclined to think of him as a rival, an annoying panderer, given that he was constantly trying to one-up him.
But they’d eventually grown to become close friends, for they were more alike than they thought. Not only did they have similar tastes in food and literature, but they’d shared the same ideals and hopes for the future of Xing as well.
How terrible that we have to be reunited like this, my friend. The words, though unspoken, lingered on the tip of their tongues.
“I only ask that you spare my son, General Lan Yan,” And my wife, but I know that’s asking for too much.
“... Very well, General Mustang. I’ll give you and Lady Yao five minutes,” he states. Beside him, a masked man begins to prepare lethal poison in two silver cups.
“Thank you, General Lan Yan.” An indescribable gratitude fills General Mustang’s voice, as his wife’s cries begin to mirror his son’s sobs.
Sorrow, sympathy and guilt tugs at General Lan Yan’s heartstrings as he looks at the terrified child in Lady Yao’s arms. His mind races, cogs working in overdrive, scrambling for a final favour he could do for General Mustang. He couldn’t save him or his wife, but perhaps he could save his son - after all, the Emperor had made no mention about executing the product of their affair.
The least I can do for my best friend would be to bring his child to safety.
“... To my sister. Across the desert, in Amestris, there’s a tavern in Central called The Blue Porcelain. Please bring him there for me.”
“I will do that, General Mustang. On my honor - you have my word.”
Four minutes left. “Listen, Roy, we’re going to have to say goodbye here,” Yao Xuan whispers softly, but she can’t restrain her voice from cracking at the thought of having to bid her precious son farewell.
“Why, mama?” Roy sobs, tightening his hold around her neck while still clutching onto the book with a vice-like grip.
“... Your father and I did some wrong things in the past. But listen carefully, xin gan.” A term of endearment, but Yao Xuan feels like her heart and liver are being ripped apart from her at the moment as she loosens his arms to look him in the eye. “We’re going to send you to live with your aunt, but I want you to be good for her, okay? I know she will love you as much as I do, if not more.”
She runs a thumb across his soft, wet cheeks, savouring the feeling and ingraining it in her memory. “Make sure you eat well everyday, shower twice a day. Study hard, and do your best in school. Don’t skive off. Be kind to those around you, and… and I hope you grow up to be a wonderful man like your father.” Yao Xuan weeps, tears mixing with her son’s. “There will be bright days, rainy days, but I know that you will come to find people who care about you as deeply as I do. And no matter what you do… know that we will always love you, Roy.”
“I love you too, mama, but don’t go, please,” Roy begs. He’s not quite sure what’s going on around him - they were the heroes and heroines in the books they read to him, and they were supposed to protect him, not abandon him.
What does that mean? Will I see them again?
General Mustang rubs at his eyes impatiently. “We have to, Roy. I love you, and I know that you will grow up to be a fine man. I know you’ll surpass me.” He flashes Roy a watery smile as he places a warm hand on his forehead, but it’s full of faith and certitude.
This is our son, after all.
“I love you too, papa. I need you,” Roy pleads with all the desperation of a child who wanted nothing more than to be with his parents every day.
Their hearts shatter when General Lan Yan signals that their time is almost up. Ten seconds.
“Be strong, son. We’re so sorry,” Yao Xuan mourns as Roy is pried from her arms and lifted onto a horse by General Lan Yan. “Zai jian, xin gan,” she bids farewell solemnly as she watches his small, struggling frame disappear in the dark, unforgiving night, deserting them to face their death. The wind carries his desperate wails, and for the first time since her pregnancy the nausea is back with a wrathful vengeance.
But it won’t be here to stay this time.
She crosses an arm with her husband as they receive the cups of poison with unwilling hands, pulses beating violently as they repeat their vows of undying love to each other for the last time.
Farewell, my son.
~x~
your first breath, first taste
of this wretched world:
a cry of triumph,
a fist of victory,
a defiance of death.
my soul sings into satin and linen:
affection for perfection.
~x~
It doesn’t take long for Roy to cry himself to sleep. His petite body shuts down quickly from the sheer exhaustion of doing so, and he’s out like a light soon enough as he traverses across the desert with General Lan Yan. When he’s awoken by the onslaught of a particularly harsh wind and what sounds like an oncoming sandstorm, he’s pulled back into sleep by a gentle force on his pressure point.
Suddenly, he’s roused from his slumber by someone shaking him, and as he cracks an eyelid open to peer out the window he realises that - wait, this is not the desert. The scene around him is a stark contrast to the vast expanse of sand and ochre that he’s used to. The alleys that they pass by are narrow, and they reek of something unfamiliar. It’s unpleasant. Roy doesn’t like it.
Then the memory of what happened hits him like a truck, and he begins to bawl again even as he’s brought out into the sunlight, towards a strange-looking establishment. It’s nothing like Roy has ever seen in his life, and though it’s significantly cooler he finds himself already longing for the desert heat beating on his back.
The Blue Por… He tries to read the sign on the door, but it’s a word too big for his age.
General Lan Yan raps on the door while keeping a steady hand on the boy’s sobbing frame. “Miss Mustang?”
The door opens to reveal a gruff-looking woman. “What?” Roy finds himself intimidated by the woman’s brusque and domineering persona. She’s decked in a plum-coloured dress with lips to match, with mother-of-pearls and gold branched around her neck like a collar. Her hair and eyes are jet black, like Roy’s and his parent’s, but he finds that she looks nothing like his mother, who’s kind and sweet and -
- he bursts into tears again.
“What’s going on?” The Madame asks, bewildered by the sight of a crying child and a man who, from his ostentatious armor and features is obviously from Xing. There’s a sense of guilt lingering within her when she looks upon the distressed child, so she stretches out to rest an awkward hand on his unruly black hair (which reminds her a little of her brother’s, who’s never been known to make acquaintance with a comb).
“Your brother…” General Lan Yan straightens, chiding himself mentally for letting his tongue slip. “General Mustang said to bring your nephew here, miss.”
My nephew. Nephew.
God, she wasn’t even aware that her brother had a son. How did he even find the time to raise a child while serving in the Xingese military?
“That’s Madame Christmas to you, and where’s my brother?”
“I hate to inform you of this, Madame Christmas. He is dead.” There’s a certain fluidity in his response that disguises his remorse, his reluctance, but his eyes prickle marginally at the thought of his deceased friend and his wife.
Christmas feels like he’s just thrown her under a moving train. “Don’t joke around.”
“I… I am afraid not. I’m here to carry out his last wish,” General Lan Yan replies somberly. Beside him, the child fidgets, gripping onto the book he’d brought along with him so hard that the edges begin to leave marks on his palms.
“How?”
“... It is not my place to say, Madame. We’ve been silenced by a royal decree,” and it’s true. She wants to go after the man with a quick fist, but there’s nothing that belies the brutal veracity of his statement on his expression.
Christmas swallows the painful lump in her throat before choking out her next words. “And what… what was his last wish?” I definitely need a drink after this.
“He only said to bring the child to you. I assume he intended for you to raise him as well.”
“... Where’s his mother?” It’s more rhetorical than anything, but Christmas wanted to believe that there could be a different answer by some stroke of luck.
“Dead, as well,” he whispers, and Roy’s cries amplify tenfold as he flinches away from the General’s hand - his hand reminded him of the villains in the stories his mother would read aloud to him - and huddles into itself.
“... I see.” She pauses for a moment to take in his frail frame. “Well, I’ll be taking him, then,” she motions for Roy to come over before gesturing for the General to leave.
(As much as she wanted to flip a finger, she realised that she would have to rethink some habits now that she had a child under her wing.)
“Thank you, Madame Christmas. I entrust the boy into your care,” he bows before turning to leave, glancing at the boy’s shuddering figure for one last time before returning back to the carriage.
Here’s to a new beginning for your son, General Mustang, Lady Yao. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more for the both of you.
~x~
It takes time for the child to adjust to the novelty of his new home, his new beginning. But eventually, he does.
Aunt Chris and his mother are two worlds apart. For starters, they looked nothing alike. And where his mother was delicate and soft, Aunt Chris was loud and rough.
Nevertheless, they are alike in some ways, he learns. Roy’s the only boy in the bar, as he later learns it’s called, and despite her initial crabbiness Aunt Chris is surprisingly tactile and nice. It doesn’t take long for her to grow fond of the boy, the same way the girls in the bar fawn over him from the moment he steps in. He’s rather petulant and sullen initially, but this doesn’t come as a shock for someone who lost his parents at such a tender age.
When Roy first arrived at The Blue Porcelain he’d holed himself up in the room assigned to him, reading the only book he’d brought from home over and over again (Roy also discovered that his mother had left a poem, a letter of sorts within, and he never went anywhere without it - he treated it like a talisman).
But Aunt Chris doesn’t let him sulk for long.
No matter how grouchy he was, she would always drag him out forcibly for dinner, and made a conscious effort to talk to him daily even though he clearly wasn’t the biggest conversationalist around. She’d tried reading bedtime stories to him, even, and indulged him when he whined about wanting to hear about princesses and knights.
Where his mother’s voice was like silk, hers was a lot more like gravel. Nevertheless, Roy eventually comes to appreciate it, and would even look forward to their nightly sessions where he could tell her all about what he’d learnt at school that day.
Aunt Chris also nags at him the same way his own mother did - she’s always yammering at him to finish his food, hold his chopsticks properly or do his homework, and while it gets on his nerves occasionally he comes to understand that it’s their way of showing affection.
It’s therefore a no-brainer for him to draw both his aunt and his mother when he’s assigned with the task of producing an artwork of his mother for school, but when he shows it to Aunt Chris she begins to tear up.
He’s puzzled. Am I really that bad at art?
“What’s wrong, Aunt Chris?”
“Nothing, boy. It’s lovely,” she says sincerely.
Roy grins. “My teacher said so, too. I’ve been doing well in all my other subjects in school too, you know. Top of the class,” he chirps happily, puffing out his chest a little in pride.
“That’s wonderful, Roy-boy. I’m sure you’ll grow up to be a great man one day, like your father.”
“... Really?” There’s a certain melancholy that laces his voice, as if he was unsure of himself.
His aunt, on the other hand, is unequivocal that he would. She was no fortune teller, but there was a fire that illuminated his eyes. The mark of a warrior, a leader. “Absolutely. You’re destined for greatness, my boy.”
(Roy didn’t know this yet, but he would one day negotiate treaties on behalf of his country with a future distant relative and ascend to a rank higher than his father’s so that he could marry the woman he loved without any ramifications.)
~x~
(look, a bastard child!)
no, you will embark towards
glorious greatness. life doomed you once,
but in your hands it shall soon rest.
hear me now. heart and hearth:
keep them ablaze, alight.
no matter the ones you burn,
in mine you shall always remain.
~x~
The war-torn desert reminds Major Mustang of a childhood memory that he’s tried to suppress for a long, long time. With every howl of the wind, the ache in his heart only grew stronger. Hotter. Like an inferno threatening to consume his innards.
He’d always been acutely aware of the pain of having your parents ripped apart from you in front of your very eyes. It was the kind of anguish that abated only slightly with time, but then and now grief would come back with a vengeance. Always, in the most unexpected of moments.
And yet here he was, doing the exact same thing years later.
Spare no one, the decree says. In response, The Flame Alchemist obeys.
Destined for greatness, my ass.
He would have liked to seek out a certain childhood friend for comfort, but he couldn’t bear to touch her. Not like this. Not when he’d stained his hands scarlet, not when he’d been a contributing factor to her involvement in the war. In any case, he highly doubted that she wanted to be even associated with him at this point, which suited him fine. He didn’t deserve her.
Not in the least, you monster.
The whiskey does nothing to assuage the emotional storm brewing within him. A distasteful mix of sorrow, compunction, longing. Alcohol, he realised, could not bring him absolution or erase his sins. It only offered a brief respite, a numbing agent.
Major Mustang sinks onto the floor of the weather-beaten tent as he digs inside his pockets for an old poem that had offered him comfort since he was five, even before his vocabulary was wide enough to comprehend its intended message.
He hadn’t cried, not since the war happened, but his mother’s predictions had been eerily accurate. Prophetic, even. For indeed life rested in his hands - with a snap, he could destroy an entire population; he’d burnt so many hearts, so many hearths, that his were now darkened with despair and remorse.
I really am a bastard of the most reprehensible kind, aren’t I?
Lost in a pool of words and grief, he misses the presence of a blonde girl who was only slightly shorter, younger than he was. Riza Hawkeye comes in through the tent flap and stares at him wordlessly. She sees him grasping tightly onto a familiar piece of crumpled parchment, as if it was the last shred of hope in their wretched lives.
Overcome with sympathy, Riza decides to push aside the conflicting feelings raging within her - for now, at least - and sits beside him.
He’d shown her the letter once, when they were children - the only memento his late mother had left behind. Riza had never seen him go anywhere without it. It was obviously of great import to him, and his mother had clearly loved him dearly.
“No matter the ones you burn, in mine you shall always remain,” Riza whispers. And it’s true: despite the atrocities they’d committed outside, the crimes against humanity they’d perpetrated, there was a part of her that still loved him, as his own mother would have.
For the first time since The Ishvalan Extermination, Roy allows himself to mourn in her arms as he clutches desperately onto a yellowing letter.
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special thanks to @hirayaart and @x-rainflame-x - thank you so much for helping me read through this, and for your invaluable feedback 💖
you can read the full poem here if you’re interested ^_^
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Cheetahs, Cherry, Cherries, Chess, Chesses, Chestnut, Chestnuts, Chihuahua, Chihuahuas, Chimes, Bell, Bells, Chime, Chimes, Gong, Gongs, Chimney, Chimneys, Flue, Flues, Smokeshaft, Smokeshafts, Chinchilla, Chinchillas, Chisel, Chisels, Chives, Chocolate, Chocolates, Cocoa, Cocoas, Chocolate Chip, Chocolate Chips, Chopsticks, Chopstick, Chopsticks, Christmas Decoration, Christmas Decorations, Christmas Present, Christmas Gift, Christmas Gifts, Christmas Presents, Christmas Tree, Christmas Trees, Chrysanthemum, Chrysanthemums, Chutney, Chutneys, Indian Relish, Indian Relishes, Cider, Ciders, Cilantro, Cilantros, Coriander, Corianders, Cinnamon, Cinnamons, Circus, Circuses, Citadel, Bastion, Bastions, Citadels, Citrus Fruit, Citrus Fruits, Clam, Clams, Clamp, Clamps, Clarinet, Clarinets, Classroom, Classrooms, Schoolroom, Schoolrooms, Cliff, Cliffs, Escarpment, Escarpments, Precipice, Precipices, Cloak, Cape, Capes, Cloaks, Shawl, Shawls, Clock, Clocks, Clock Tower, Clock Towers, Closet, 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Ferris Wheels, Fiddle, Fiddles, Fig, Figs, Fire, Blaze, Blazes, Fires, Flame, Flames, Flare, Flares, Firearm, Firearms, Firecracker, Banger, Bangers, Cracker, Crackers, Firecrackers, Fireplace, Fireplaces, Hearth, Hearths, Fireworks, Burst, Bursts, Firework, Fireworks, Fish, Fishbowl, Fish Bowl, Fish Bowls, Fishbowls, Goldfish Bowl, Goldfish Bowls, Fishing, Fishings, Sportfishing, Fishtank, Fishtanks, Flag, Flags, Flagpole, Flagpoles, Flagstaff, Flagstaffs, Range Pole, Range Poles, Ranging Pole, Ranging Poles, Flamingo, Flamingoes, Flan, Flans, Flashlight, Flashlights, Searchlight, Searchlights, Flipchart, Flipcharts, Flipper, Fin, Fins, Flippers, Flower, Bloom, Blooms, Flowers, Flower Arrangement, Floral Arrangement, Floral Arrangements, Flower Arrangements, Flute, Flutes, Fondue, Fondues, Food, Chow, Chows, Comestible, Comestibles, Eats, Foods, Grub, Grubs, Meal, Meals, Foosball, Table Football, Table Soccer, Football, Football Game, Football Games, Footballs, Footwear, Footgear, 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Grilled Chickens, Groom, Bridegroom, Bridegrooms, Grooms, Guacamole, Guacamoles, Guava, Guavas, Guitar, Guitars, Gull, Gulls, Sea Gull, Sea Gulls, Seagull, Seagulls, Guppy, Guppies, Gymnastics, Gyoza, Gyozas, Potsticker, Potstickers, Habanero, Habaneros, Hacksaw, Hack Saw, Hack Saws, Hacksaws, Metal Saw, Metal Saws, Halibut, Halibuts, Ham, Hams, Hamburger, Burger, Burgers, Cheeseburger, Cheeseburgers, Hamburgers, Hammer, Hammers, Hammock, Hammocks, Hamster, Hamsters, Handbell, Handbells, Handcart, Handcarts, Pushcart, Pushcarts, Handcuffs, Cuff, Cuffs, Handcuff, Handcuffs, Manacle, Manacles, Hangar, Airdock, Airdocks, Hangars, Hang Glider, Hang Gliders, Hardhat, Hardhats, Harp, Harps, Hat, Chapeau, Chapeaus, Hats, Headgear, Headdress, Headdresses, Headgears, Headphones, Earphone, Earphones, Earpiece, Earpieces, Headphone, Headphones, Headscarf, Headscarves, Health Club, Gymnasium, Gymnasiums, Health Clubs, Health Spa, Health Spas, Spa, Spas, Hedgehog, Hedgehogs, Helicopter, Chopper, Choppers, Helicopters, Whirlybird, Whirlybirds, Helmet, Helmets, Henna, Hennas, Herb, Herbs, Heron, Herons, Herring, Herrings, High Heels, Pumps, Stilettos, Hijab, Hijabs, Hippopotamus, Hippo, Hippopotamuses, Hippos, Hockey, Hockeys, Holiday, Holidays, Observance, Observances, Vacation, Vacations, Holly, Hollies, Holster, Holsters, Honey, Honeys, Honeydew, Honeydews, Hook, Hooks, Hookah, Hookahs, Horse, Horses, Horseradish, Horseradishes, Horseshoe, Horseshoes, Hose, Hoses, Hospital, Hospitals, Infirmaries, Infirmary, Hotdog, Frank, Frankfurter, Frankfurters, Franks, Hot Dog, Hot Dogs, Hotdogs, Hotel, Auberge, Auberges, Hotels, Inn, Inns, Hound, Hounds, Hourglass, Hourglasses, House, Home, Homes, Household, Households, Houses, Houseboat, Houseboats, Housewares, Hubcap, Hubcaps, Hula, Hulas, Hummingbird, Hummingbirds, Hummus, Hummuses, Hunting, Huntings, Hurdle, Hurdles, Husky, Huskies, Hydrant, Fireplug, Fireplugs, Hydrants, Spigot, Spigots, Hyena, Hyenas, Ice, Ices, Ice Cream, Ice Creams, Icecream, Icecreams, Ice Skate, Ice Skates, Ice Skating, Ice Skatings, Igloo, Igloos, Iguana, Iguanas, Illustrations, Drawing, Drawings, Insect, Insects, Interior Room, Indoors, Inside, Insides, Interior Rooms, Island, Islands, Ivy, Ivies, Jack O Lantern, Jack O Lanterns, Jack Russell, Jack Russells, Jacket, Jackets, Jacuzzi, Jacuzzis, Jalapeno, Jalapenos, Jar, Jars, Jeans, Blue Jean, Blue Jeans, Denim, Denims, Dungaree, Dungarees, Jean, Jeans, Jeep, Jeeps, Jello, Gelatin, Gelatins, Jellos, Jelly, Jellies, Jellybean, Jellybeans, Jellyfish, Jerrycan, Jerrycans, Jetski, Jet Ski, Jet Skis, Jetskis, Jewelry, Jewelries, Jigsaw, Jigsaws, Jockey Horse, Jockey Horses, Joystick, Control Stick, Control Sticks, Joysticks, Judo, Judos, Jug, Jugs, Juggling, Juggle, Juggles, Jugglings, Juice, Juices, Juicer, Juicers, Jungle, Jungles, Kale, Kales, Kandura, Kanduras, Kangaroo, Kangaroos, Karaoke, Karaokes, Karate, Karates, Kayak, Kayaks, Kebab, Kabob, Kabobs, Kebabs, Shish Kebab, Shish Kebabs, Keg, Kegs, Ketchup, Catsup, Catsups, Ketchups, Tomato Ketchup, Tomato Ketchups, Kettle, Kettles, Keypad, Keypads, Keys, Key, Keys, Kickboxing, Kielbasa, Kilt, Kilts, Kimchi, Kimchis, Kimono, Kimonos, Kitchen, Canteen, Canteens, Cookeries, Cookery, Galley, Galleys, Kitchens, Sculleries, Scullery, Kite, Kites, Kiteboarding, Kitten, Kittens, Kitties, Kitty, Knife, Knives, Koala, Koalas, Kohlrabi, Kohlrabis, Koi, Carp, Kois, Kung Fu, Lab Coat, Lab Coats, Laboratory Coat, Laboratory Coats, Laboratory, Lab, Laboratories, Labs, Research Lab, Research Laboratories, Research Laboratory, Research Labs, Science Lab, Science Laboratories, Science Laboratory, Science Labs, Ladder, Ladders, Ladle, Ladles, Ladybug, Lady Beetle, Lady Beetles, Ladybeetle, Ladybeetles, Ladybird, Ladybird Beetle, Ladybird Beetles, Ladybirds, Ladybugs, Lake, Lagoon, Lagoons, Lakes, Pond, Ponds, Reservoir, Reservoirs, Lakeshore, Lakeshores, Lakeside, Lakesides, Lamp, Lamps, Lamppost, Lampposts, Land, Lands, Lantern, 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