Kansaki Sou - Do it better
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Title: Do It Better
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist, Rurouni Kenshin
AU: Muse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed, Kenshin/Ed
Rating: T
Length: 317
Summary: Roy Mustang looked at the clock - it was a little after eight - and groaned.
“We are not even going to talk about how poorly you hold a sword,” Kenshin’s voice was firm, and despite how loud it was he did not appear to be yelling. It was also coming from somewhere right outside his window. Roy Mustang looked at the clock - it was a little after eight - and groaned.
Pulling aside the blinds confirmed his worst fears. Dusk had painted the sky fabulous shades of rose, and he winced. How many years had it been since he saw true sunlight without that familiar spike of pain behind his eyes? It wasn’t something to dwell on, though - it wasn’t like vampirism had a cure, and even if it DID, he would not be able to exist in Edward’s world otherwise.
Speaking of his Edward, he was lined up outside with two other Eds, Rian, Sam, and a squirrelly-looking dark-haired kid he didn’t recognize on first glance. There was a motley assortment of wooden weapons assembled among them, and Roy realized with a grin that Kenshin was once again trying to inject some form of civility into their fighting styles.
This was going to fail, and fail badly; like it had the first three or five times Kenshin had tried this, and yet still he kept at it. If there was one thing to be said for the red-haired samurai, he was certainly persistent.
There was a brief spark of blue light, the Edward on the end - the one that belonged to Kenshin, he used his alchemy with the most frequency - had transmuted his wooden weapon into a spear. He twirled it expertly, and Kenshin immediately took a defensive pose with his own wooden bokken.
Somehow Kenshin flipped Edward and broke the spear in two places, all before Roy could blink.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist, Rurouni Kenshin
AU: Muse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Roy/Ed, Kenshin/Ed
Rating: T
Length: 317
Summary: Roy Mustang looked at the clock - it was a little after eight - and groaned.
“We are not even going to talk about how poorly you hold a sword,” Kenshin’s voice was firm, and despite how loud it was he did not appear to be yelling. It was also coming from somewhere right outside his window. Roy Mustang looked at the clock - it was a little after eight - and groaned.
Pulling aside the blinds confirmed his worst fears. Dusk had painted the sky fabulous shades of rose, and he winced. How many years had it been since he saw true sunlight without that familiar spike of pain behind his eyes? It wasn’t something to dwell on, though - it wasn’t like vampirism had a cure, and even if it DID, he would not be able to exist in Edward’s world otherwise.
Speaking of his Edward, he was lined up outside with two other Eds, Rian, Sam, and a squirrelly-looking dark-haired kid he didn’t recognize on first glance. There was a motley assortment of wooden weapons assembled among them, and Roy realized with a grin that Kenshin was once again trying to inject some form of civility into their fighting styles.
This was going to fail, and fail badly; like it had the first three or five times Kenshin had tried this, and yet still he kept at it. If there was one thing to be said for the red-haired samurai, he was certainly persistent.
There was a brief spark of blue light, the Edward on the end - the one that belonged to Kenshin, he used his alchemy with the most frequency - had transmuted his wooden weapon into a spear. He twirled it expertly, and Kenshin immediately took a defensive pose with his own wooden bokken.
Somehow Kenshin flipped Edward and broke the spear in two places, all before Roy could blink.