Congratulation Phrase FMA one-shot: "Once a year"

Title: Once a year
Author: Dikan
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Ling / Lanfear
Disclaimer: FMA is not mine, everything is owned by Arakawa 8D-sensei
Summary: difficulties begin soon. Responsibilities be discharged at once upon his shoulders. So I made him promise to Ling Lan Fan that, if only once a year, they both would take a break.
Rating: G

Once a year CH TMLXC Lan Fan never celebrated anything. And Ling, who loved parties, that brought him down the road of bitterness.

could not understand why the girl did not attract him at all any of the festivals Xing, or absurd to consider the great New Year's ceremony wearing the gala country for two weeks. It became angry when there was too much of the carnivals that periodically through the villages, and at banquets Ling protocol could feel remotely negative aura around it spread a toxic gas, so much so that almost succeeded indigestable food. Even his birthday the day considered unimportant, undeserving of the slightest mention. Never accept the congratulations from anyone. Ling

When asked what came to mind this attitude, Lan Fan merely answered that the parties had too much fuss and was the perfect opportunity to attack the prince, so usual stress of his bodyguards was increased to exorbitant levels.

The thing could have been there and he could have learned to live with this peculiar feature of his company about girlsThe age of majority should be held in conditions intolerable that she was sneaking continue as if nothing momentous a date. And since good manners not seem to work, Ling made the decision to finally use his authority.
- This can not continue, Lan Fan! He snapped sharply in the afternoon the day in question, standing before her with arms akimbo.
The girl, who had just emerged from his evening workout and was washing his face in the well that was next to the dojo, stared open-mouthedbewilderment.

- Waka

? "Muttered stunned, blinking.

- your attitude I have supported for quite some time! Not anymore! Jun, Xiang, go for it!

- What ...? Two young

outputs did not know where they stormed the petrified Lan Fan and grabbing her by the arms, rose from the ground and took on wings inward, with the lead run as Ling a deer, before your partner will react and kick ass all for free. The squall that released the young bodyguards spread & oacutegirls willing to lend a hand in the mission. Ling had the impression that all the women in the home of the Yao, whether kept or warriors, had gone through the quarter-Lan Fan in the two hours that were there waiting. And the psychological pressure to take effect, because the girl's protests became weaker as time went on, until an absolute stillness invaded the place.
When curious to know what the hell they were doing in there began to be unbearable, the doors reopened and a procession of girls began to leave the room.slowly rolled a drop of sweat on his neck, but declined to comment on and sat down again to keep waiting while the others were leaving.
That was becoming endless, not enter his head that the "final details" could take that long. Drowsiness invaded him at times, making him nod. Until he heard the door open again behind him and will shake in the act, turning. Xiang Jun and appeared on the threshold overflowing with dazzling smiles of satisfaction.

- Waka

, we're done! CHTreflecting the light of the lanterns that lit the hall, but worked with a discreet string of small pearls adorning the wheel of his neck. Even wrapping a soft perfume of flowers that went to Ling as a pleasant spring breeze.

had nothing to envy to some of her older sisters, the princesses of the most prosperous clans Xing. Only betrayed the unmistakable expression of unease that marked the whole face, eyes downcast, her cheeks flushed and his mouth twisted in a grimace of disgust as he passed his hands over a long skirt and again, as if not believing that she finished ah & i was stuckacute; inside.

- Lan Ling Fan-let to get your attention, standing before her with the same carefree smile always.

It looked embarrassed, unable to speak.
- Kawaii
! "Cried the young man, holding a thumb in a gesture of approval. Lan Fan

A vein throbbed in his temple and put a tomato in microseconds.

- Waka

, I protest! "Snapped sulking. This was totally unnecessary! It's an exaggeration! I can notallow that ...!

Ling walked past and went to the other two girls to get their hands amazed expression, leaving an unknown Lan Fan trembling with fury.

- You guys are fantastic! Very good job, I'm proud of you!

- Always at your service,

waka! "They answered in chorus the other two, delighted.
The bad vibes given off by the bodyguards reached very high levels, reaching the dark prince as invisible tentacles. Ling turned to her with raised eyebrows, as if the girlhad spoken.
- What is the problem, Lan Fan?

- have tried my makeup! He began to protest, with clenched fists like a little girl.

- So what? I asked them to help you fix up a bit.
- I have also been showered with potions that neither knew existed!
- Really? "Ling laughed merrily. I would have liked to see it!

- I am a warrior, not a doll! Fan Lan yelled, losing the little composture remaining, red as could be.

- can be both! Ling replied as if it were obvious, and kept laughing. He

the impression that Lan Fan was head explode. The tremor that shook the whole body did not bode well, but made a superhuman effort to control himself and regained control of herself long enough to compose a terrifying glare that pierced the authors of that plot with all their murderous power.


- Waka
... stony voice muttered, "this is the greatest humiliation &s things quiet, family

. But at the same time, this conclusion could not be anything, because the occasion deserved something special. So in the end decided that the most convenient and sensible would celebrate the date the two of us, taking a short break to undercover the next village, where he had installed last week one of the many street fairs that were doing route through the villages of Xing. Going only they would not call a festival of atencióny find everything you need to have fun and spend a pleasant evening as two normal people, relajándose and forgetting a bit of responsibility.
Or at least that was the intention of Ling, until they finally reached the fair and Lan Fan, who was on his arm, suddenly tensed like a bow string and stuck him unconsciously nails through his shirt.
- Are you going to stay up all night with dog face? Ling inquired as to who does not like things, observing everything with enthusiasm.

- Maybe I can force myself to come to a place like this but I do not want, "murmured Lan Fan, moody. But you can not force me to be contentthe voices of the fairground that advertised themselves and with the tinkling of music of drums, bells and flutes. The whole place seemed to emit a pleasant, inviting aura of fun. But Lan Fan looked everywhere with attentive eyes, as if afraid that in the most unexpected moment appeared a band of murderers to attack his master. And Ling, seeing it as little motivated to play, sighed disappointed.
- Okay, I'll try it first ...
They spent the next 20 minutes at that position. Ling, squatting next to the tubs of water where the fry were competed with everyones children who came to play to see who caught more, making the awkward on purpose. I kept laughing out loud, hilarious. Until I got tired of feeling tension in the neck radiating his partner and turned to her with a net in hand.

- Come on, Lan Fan! Try it now, okay? She ducked

reluctantly, muttering something about how stupid it all was. He stared intently at basin static. And in a blink of an eye, the network dumped the water and caa little? Ling-comment again absently, while Lan Fan shoulders sank helplessly. If this is what awaits me I'll enjoy them both. Let the food stalls.
was time to use the heavy artillery. If Lan Fan was too busy watching around or play, he would ensure that they forget about hypothetical surprise attacks. Casually commenting that he did not want to leave the fair without trying everything they offered, Ling began a brutal path, inflating to eat everything podíay more openly ignoring cto conceal. Using this protocol could discover the two before an enemy attack. Lan Fan
became livid in a snap.

- True ... "she whispered, burying his face in a hand with clenched teeth. Sorry ... I do not know what's wrong ...

- Ehhh, I was just kidding! Ajajaja!

next thing he felt the prince was the head of his companion estrellándosele in the face, leaving him momentarily stunned.

-

Baka! Shouted forcefully, making; Aacute; ndoselo overnight. For a moment considered to budge, abort the misióny go home ... but would not give up. Not at this point. Turning 15 was something important. It was the time when you were leaving to be a kid and never could definitely go back. From now on they only expect problems and difficulties. Relax, to spend some time away from responsibilities, it was not silly. And she had to understand.

- Lan Fan ... soon we will go to Xing. Who knows how long will it take us to see our house, nng glanced at Lan Fan, who was still clinging tightly to his arm. He had remained speechless, his whole attention fixed on the juggling. The fire was reflected in his dark eyes impressed. And Ling smiled, satisfied, sure I managed at last, and applauded louder than anyone when the show ended enthusiastically.

She again made no comment, but his attitude changed dramatically. Noodles dined with him on another food stalls, chatting animatedly about the details of daily life in the residence of the Yao, the strange occurrences of either company & nmorning when they finally decided to return. Before leaving the fair, however, Ling stopped at the post of an old woman who was selling dolls and stayed a while looking at them with a concentrated expression.

- Lady, give me one! He exclaimed, raising a hand. The most beautiful!

- Ling! Fan Lan yelled, blushing violently. N-I do not buy a doll, do not need it all ...
- Of course you need, you have no home and I know you always liked.
She began to babble while to inconsistencieshas enjoyed and had fun. And he felt grateful that I could make her happy, after all the tension that had to endure diaa day, the terrible responsibility they carried on their shoulders.

It took just half an hour to get back to the residence of the Yao and slipped secretly by one of the side entrances known only to members of the household. There awaited them a guard dressed in black, barely visible in the dark.


- Tadaima , Huan-Ling greeted cheerfully. Please wait.

- Okaeri Nasai, waka
& amp; ndash; replied the boy, smiling. Did you have a good time? He looked eloquently

Lan Fan, who blushed again, clutching her wrist.

- Yes, everything went well! Although Lan Fan is a hard nut to crack, it took me horrors get disconnected a little, the boys laughed, ignoring his companion consumíaa embarrassment. Well, we go to sleep. You can return to your post. Do you know where Fuu?
- I think it is reunited with his grandfather to finalize the details of the trip to Amestris.
- Ah, great. Good night.

ash; asked curiously. Lan Fan

shifted uneasily. With the light that was there was even more obvious tone that covered her cheeks rosy.


- Waka
, q-I ... wanted to thank you for everything, "he muttered, and totally unexpected, bowed to him with deep reverence.

Ling was taken aback and just had time to react before Lan Fan rush to go to the opposite end of the hall, where was the entrance to his own bedroom.

- Lan Fan! "He called.

Qu & eacute; strange thing was the silence that occurred at that time. Ling was sure he could not forget, for many years to pass. Nor forget the expression that looked Lan Fan to look back at him, full of poorly disguised intensity, her eyes shining with tears contained.

had been moved.

his surprise, his insistence, his gift ... Everything that has happened had moved, and that emotion had torn apart his composure there at the moment of parting. Ling
striding across the room, almost bumping into a coJines had lying around, and when it came to Lan Fan stood before her looking worried. A simple exchange of glances. And then the girl put her hand over her mouth to hold back and Ling gave a murmur of laughter, feeling excited as well. He laid a hand on the head of Lan Fan and pulled him to support his forehead against hers gently in a gesture laden with tenderness.
- Do not be silly, "he whispered tenderly. Are not you my best friend? Do I have no right to try to make you happy, if only once a year?
- Protegerland every day makes me happy, "said waka
shakily Lan Fan, sniffing. Always has been. I do not deserve more ...

- You're wrong. You deserve more. So next year we shall celebrate your birthday as today, okay? Lan Fan

also chuckled, passing the back of his hand across his eyes.

-

OK ... I could still feel this perfume of flowers, wrapping her for being so close to her. How white skin seemed to bare arms, and how soft theirso when Lan Fan raised his hand, hesitant, and covered her cheeks a prince in a shy caress.
- Thanks, Ling ...
His murmur ran through up and down like a chill. His touch filled him with calm and warm the spirit. It was like being at home, go home. She loved those little moments of intimacy. He kept always in his heart as valuable treasures, good memories that forces returned in moments of weakness and reminded him of the beautiful things worth protecting, why it was worth fighting. So that was ah & iacute;, motionless, eyes closed and his forehead against Lan Fan, stroking her hair as she caressed his face, enjoying the warmth and peace that gave their proximity, as always, making problems faded away and the difficulties seem trifles ...


- Eh! EH! What the hell are you thinking?! Ling


eyes flew open, startled. And the noise became violently, like a flooding stream, bringing shouts and cries of the souls who swarmed into his body around him, and the nasty hum that filled the brain. The voice of Greed sounded distorted in that darkness, as if speaking loudly in a deep cave. He could not help clicking his tongue in disgust.

- I'm not thinking about anything! "Replied angrily, taking a hand to his forehead.

irritation threatened to close his chest and tried to cling desperately to the peace that had returned the memory of Lan Fan. Therein needed all his self-control to remain vigilant at all times and run the risk of being swallowed by that raging sea of lost souls.


- Ja! Do you think I suck my thumb? I remind you that you are in dp; eacute; policy and all he wanted to escape without Greed could follow. There was a real comfort. At first he had to think terror Lan Fan and others, if those memories homunculus used against him in any way.


- Ohhh ... "he muttered
Greed, sarcastic. Ling could see his eyes narrow suspiciously.
is true, can you have better perspective. But I'm not an idiot. I know this feeling too well ... Want to go out to find a woman he desahogarnos, prince? Ling


immediately tensed, as ifreceived an electric shock.

- NO! He shouted at the dark, frowning sternly.

Greed The loud laughter pierced the eardrums torn apart his composure.


- No? How noble! Does that mean you do not want to either, but one in particular? Got a little woman out there, brat?


- That's none of yours ...


- Is the woman you sent that message through the dwarf?


- This is not your business!


- I'm dead

Ragazze Esibizioniste FMA one-shot: \

TMLXC Sacrifices

- only have one chance. Ling
not need to hear it twice. In fact, while the lieutenant spoke, activated a small hand grenade and threw it against the nearest manhole, by blowing up the heavy metal lid. And his last words were lost in the wind when, taking advantage of the woman swerved, the car jumped up and slipped cleanly through the hole leading to the ground, landing swiftly on the wet stone floor .

clicked his tongue in disgust when she noticed that her eyes were resented by the sudden change of light. It would take a while to get used to the darkness, but she ran anyway as she blinked furiously. There was no time to lose. Until the last second was precious in those circumstances. And the view was not an essential sense to find it.
Before leaving after Gluttony, Lan had told a fan that moved to the east, because he would pick it up from there. He was sure that his state would have been unable to travel a great distance since their split, so that room & amp; iacute; has made a rapid estimate taking into account the place where the left and the route he had taken the Lieutenant Hawkeye. And now running in a westerly direction with the hope of getting to meet and intercept. Provided that road really lead to the west. And if and when Lan Fan could have to maintain enough clarity as to orient properly and not get lost in that damned filthy labyrinth. Ling

his teeth at the thought and had to make a superhuman effort to swallow the urge to call out his name until he heard his response. I could not afford to lose concentration & aacute; against a wall. Then she heard his voice barely a whisper. He smelled blood. And his heart leapt in his chest when he saw his shadow looming on a crossing nearby, his face white in the gloom. The pulse is accelerated in the event. He straightened, the channel jumped back and ran to her with all his might, quickening his step until his muscles screamed in pain. I felt frightened rats flee its path. I could feel the dirt wrapping it all, overwhelming the environment. And he thought of his flesh open, become infected. Left arm. So close to the heart ... so close ...

- Lan Fan! She reached out to Ely healthy Ling grabbed the fly without stopping corrosive, astride the back. - Hold on tight! She cried, pressing, twisting the arm of the girl in the neck while she wrapped around the waist with legs to hold everything to him. Get out of here!

- Hai ...

heard her heave a sigh of relief and felt his face falling into hangsLXC -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

When they were little, you sometimes Lan Fan Ling called

.

had barely a few months old and were together since before either had use of reason. I could not remember the exact moment that he had known or had made their appearance when in your life. Perhaps it had always been there from the beginning, more present than his own mother or grandfather, and of course much more present than his brothers, who more than

family could only ; to consider

enemies. AUltimately, Ling had grown with his elite guard, living with them, growing with them. The heir to the throne of Xing not only needed a flawless military preparedness to defend itself independently on the battlefield, but also constant protection against attacks by the other princes. Yao clan had wrapped from the outset as the most precious flower, because he represented all his hopes. And for Ling, those bodyguards who accompanied him Diaye night had always been her real family.

not remember when they had cclass international, but of course he was sure that Lan Fan appeared in all his memories, even in the oldest, those little flashes of light, just a few seconds, you bring very vivid images to mind but you can not relate to anything specific. A laugh, a conversation, a game. He liked to remember those things, back to hear her say his name with that natural innocence of young children own, oblivious to the titles and protocol. He liked to feel that he was a prince of porcelain impersonal, brought the world to worship no other. He had played with their peers around the gardens, room &; Iacute; to them relentlessly trained under the tutelage of Fuu to become a great warrior who was expected to be ... I had felt the warmth of its people, which queríay protected above all else.

A king is not a doll sitting alone on his throne, on top of a platform. A king is

his people. The strength of a king is the strength of his subjects. The concerns of a king are the concerns of its people. A king not only commands, it also serves, it also protects. They also laugh, fight, suffer, cry, bleed, like its people. Lives for their people. And, if there is nobody to serve or protect, noking.

Perhaps this idea had been slowly forming in his heart over the years, the heat that offered the clan. The heat of Lan Fan, who accompanied him everywhere. The heat from Fuu, who was his mentor. The heat of so many others who shared life with him, willing to sacrifice to protect him. If the clan it was all for it, Ling was very clear that he would give everything for the clan.

not remember the exact moment in which he had begun to think that way ... but clearly remembered the face when he finally compart Lan Fandopt the honorific "waka

" who used worldwide. They had grown a lot and someone told the girl to be too familiar with the prince was a lack of respect. At last, after all, neither forget what was needed instead. Ling was finally exalted to the position which had been reserved since birth, marking the differences with any other member of the clan and assuming the role of inheritance as well he had learned in their first years of life . Y Lan Fan went on to become a shadow without a face, always a step behind, protecting your back.

But ... that did not change anything.

was natural. Fan Lan's family had served as bodyguard to the Yao clan leaders for generations. Had the highest ranking positions among his warriors and led the elite corps and intelligence. From birth were trained to become shadows of their masters, always with their faces hidden behind masks to keep their identity secret and that the enemies could not recognize them beyond the battlefield. Any fall or stumble direct impact on the safety of their wards, which they were Respong was used to never see one without the other, because they were unay meat. Mutually supportive with a friend more than palpable. Even had developed a secret language known only two of them to communicate in the emperor's court, which often resembled dough into a snake pit than anything else. Fuu

also was once the personal bodyguard of his grandfather, the old clan leader Yao. Together they had fought and survived the war before sucesióny still meeting to discuss issues including the clan, make decisions and strategiesas to follow. In addition, the old Fuu had confided to his grandson, the heir to the throne of the emperor, to be his mentor and protect their education. And Ling were included all the hopes of Yao.

... There are very few really understand what he might unite a man and his shadow

. Among them, the line separating the slave master was so diffuse that often reduced to mere honorific. So it did not matter how he actually called Lan Fan. When exchanged glances, they both knew very well what was really there. Nor need words paor could be compared to any other, and Ling could not trust anybody more than I hoped Lan Fan.

With it being a críoy had played with her trained now, and joked and teased him reíay Until she momentarily forgot her composure and yelled at and scolded him and he escaped again call

Ling. Also shared her concerns, responsibilities and projects. No one knew their thoughts better than Lan Fan, who always listened very carefully each time they talked about something serious. And I was sure, do what he did, nadEmperor is torn apart. It was as if the wind direction changed. The princes began to mobilize more virulent than ever. And the worst part of being the twelfth son of the Emperor is that in front of Ling had 11 children older more experienced and less intention of wasting time.

The first time one of his elite guards before he died to protect you from attack organized by one of his older brothers did not ever erase from his memory. Never forget the hot blood, nor life leaving the body of the boy just older than him, in that room &; Iacute; the servant, with whom he had grown up. Never forget his face or his name. Because I had never wanted to think about death, but explode when least expected war and he had to be able to look at her without hesitation. Like the old memories of childhood soft smile Lan Fan brought him to mind the warmth and affection of the people they sought the throne, the empty eyes of you remember the fight Bao and sacrifices of the way ... to ensure that something was not repeated.

That was not the first attack they suffered. But eor thought, Lan Fan, who had stayed with him throughout the ceremony just as hard to him, rested his hand gently on his shoulder and whispered in his ear:

- Waka should not feel guilty. We have been trained to protect. This is our only mission. Bao will be happy to be able to save him. Has crossed to the other life full of pride and satisfaction.

Ling did not answer, his gaze fixed on the ground. had never wanted to think about death ... maybe because it was too obvious qpeople who loved and to become emperor. In an emperor who protect the life and death do not preach. An emperor because it was just ... just end this way.

did not speak again all day, while Lan Fan constantly watched him with silent insistence, asking without words what was going through her head. I could not get rid of that overwhelming desire that heart sank. I could not get rid of fear. And finally, when night fell, he escaped over the rooftops, running under the stars with a distraught Lan Fan and shouting at his heels to go back inside, that erto too dangerous. But I needed to think, to fill their lungs with fresh air that desembotara the brain. I needed to escape from prying eyes and words of comfort. Until I got tired of running and fell on the tiles, sitting Indian style with his head sunk between the shoulders with an air shot.

- should not be here! Fan-Lan scolded the catch, standing at his side like a stake. Another attack could occur at any time ...!

- Lan Fan ... I want to be the Emperor of Xing.

Among them was made on whethera-. The long reigns are usually peaceful. Why peace can not last forever? Why should a war break out every time he comes to the succession? -Turned to look away, the city paseándola that extendíaa his feet. I want to build a kingdom based on the life and not death. To create, not destroy. Only then ... only then we can all live in peace once.

- Maybe it's a very long process to carry it out in one lifetime.

Ling looked up at the stars. Always a night skyand reminded him of immortality.

- Lan Fan, am I a bad person for wanting absolute power? I could not think of anything all day.

She seemed surprised by the comment, his eyes widening slightly. Gave the impression of not knowing what to say. And Ling hugged one of his legs, leaning his forehead on his knee.

- I think ... if I had more power, all

power ...

- Waka

, no one deserves absolute power over you, "she interrupted vehemently Lan Fan -. You swas the new Emperor of Xing. I know.

Ling laughed.

- expect a lot from me! Too, I'd say ...

- not true! She protested, blushing profusely. The guild needs, but also Xing! They need a leader like you, an emperor with a vision to save our nation and guide it to know a prosperous and peaceful. You're the only one who can do it!

- Mother, Lan Fan! I quea Sometimes you're even more naive than me ...

- S-wrong! "She blushed even more. Waka

should be aware of the value of true. It is a gift that you can see things her brothers did not see, you can look beyond and be able to recognize the real problems faced by Xing. You do not realize, but we are all willing to die for you, we are proud to represent the clan Yao! If you want power, just fight for it. Do not give up and do not hesitate, even if they fall our partners. Run faster than anyone else and do not look atr_-_-

never forget the warm blood running away ... Life in every breath ...

That was wrong. Lan Fan should not evoke death, but the good memories of his childhood shared the affection of the only family he had known, all I wanted to protect the strength to keep fighting ... She should accompany him to the throne and follow her forever. Should remain together.

die together ... Lt. driving so fast that the car was constant lurches to and fro. Gluttony is remov & iacutee; to in the back seat, growling in frustration. But Ling could not pay attention either. It was a ball in the passenger seat, with Lan Fan in his lap, wrapping her in his arms. His left hand pressed so hard the stump of his companion's shoulder began to feel stiff fingers, soaked in blood. She was panting with his face hidden in the crook of his neck, gasping for breath, and he was shaking all over by the tensióny impatience. Faster

thought nonstop.

Faster, please. faster.

CHTML

- Ling ... do not be afraid ... the sacrifices ...

- Your life is not an acceptable sacrifice! "Interrupted forcefully. I'll be waiting. Fight ... please ...

and also sank his neck, taking refuge in her hair and shoulder bloodied. The smell of blood was too strong and his body was getting cold, her face was burning with fever all the time. Soon faint. But his heart was still beating, strong. She was very strong. And that was not the end. Not allow it. A