Milena Velba Cleaning The Floor NAMI rulz, BITCHES

YES, I AM A FUCKING FANGIRL D8 \u0026lt;* I cry proud and paints his face like William Wallace *

Rhino 5 Ratchet And Clank \

Title: Beauty Song
Author: Dikan
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Ling / Lanfear
Table : Mystic
Prompt: # 08 - Dance
Rating: G Warnings
: Yes, overuse of politicking. Sorry if anyone is bored, I am a historian, I can not help it! I am very romantic, but no single issue XD FMA has a political background too good to waste it ...
Word count: 6,641 Disclaimer
: nothing belongs to me! (* will mourn corner *)
Summary: The traditional dance Xing was famous for its beauty and complexity. It was not just a dance, but also a compendium of philosophy, and martial arts. Helped you understand the life and war. And sometimes ... even love.

Notes: This was one of the first oneshots that I devised for the table, although he has not written so far. The truth is that I regret not having written before, because there has been nothing like I wanted. In fact, I struggled to finish it, because it was developed in a very rare. ButC - Q-WHAT? He cried, and had to make superhuman efforts to reduce the decibel level of their normal tone of voice. Waka ! "QQQ-what are you saying?

- Come, come, is the least we can do to honor our hosts. Do not be shy, you do very well ...

- I do not do well! -The glass slipped from her hands pathetically try to quit several times back on the table and was about to fall out on the floor. With burning cheeks, use whatever inched Ling, adoptinga more confidential air. Waka , please, I do not dance. - Ehhh? Ling mimicked his tone, smiling. Do not be like that woman. Huan's birthday dance ...

- Q-what? I do not remember that ...

- they were not drunk, so you should remember ...

- There were seven other girls besides me dancing!

- See how you remembered himself?

Ed, Al and Winry sank d - How dare you speak in that tone to a princess of Xing?! Mei snapped, broken.

- Not my princess, so give me like, "replied the other, with the same ferocity.

- foul-mouthed bitch Damn!

- Yao clan Washerwomen have more status than you!

Watercress exceeded the barrier of the intelligible when both girls started to scream at Xing. Those outbursts were also common between the two brunettes, but that did not prevent the memberin the face to make it back (but again had to withdraw immediately to avoid the savage bite that Xiaomei launched his fingers) As Al also intervened to calm the princess, Ling told his companion in quietly

- Come on, Lan Fan, please. Been long away from home, I feel nostalgia. Here we are like family. You need not feel uncomfortable.

She hesitated at a request so honest and straightforward, feeling cornered. I could not get to argue with him there front of everyone. And Ling & iacu sabI, a. It was a very clever move, of course. He pursed his lips, flushed, and looked to others, who had been watching expectantly. Pinako withdrew the pipe from his lips with parsimony and said gravely:

- The truth is that it would be a wonderful show, baby. I've never left my age Amestris and I doubt that even and leave Resembool. I've heard amazing things about the traditions of Xing, and in particular say that dancing is awesome. I feel very honored to see it in my living room at home. That

was too much. Lan Fan sank completely defeated. Prevented him from his own idiosyncrasies absolutely ignore the wishes of an elder. Ling raised his thumb in the direction Pinako, smiling complicity behind his escort, and she returned the gesture covertly all on herself.

- E-is well-agreed in the end the poor girl. I will ... N-I need a few things, Pinako-san ...

- Whatever you want, dear.

Fan Lan got up and met with Pinako shuffling, died of shame.hellip; Ahhh, thank you very much, Mei. Ling

accepted the instrument that was going on the Princess Pequena cash and long-necked round, turning in his hands to examine and verify the final result. Mei also transmuted the bow and strings, and while the fit and tuned it, Ed and Winry returned from the kitchen and joined the other three, looking around with interest. The heir to the Yao was playing a basic melody to test when he finally reappeared Pinako and Lan Fan. The latter had entered into two long arms pillow, like a sleeve, which was tied to the height of the shoulders almost dragged him to the ground.

- Wow, great costume! Ling cried at her, smiling with enthusiasm. What a great idea, Lan Fan!

- Ditto, waka dryly, "she whispered in reply, staring at the erhu

.

- Well ... I would have been better with accompanying pipe too, but you know he plays the pipe

is Huan, I just use the erhu & hellip ;

- Do not worry, it is necessary to assemble an orchestrato this nonsense ...

While all helped to remove the chairs and put off the table as a theater, went to Lan Ling Fan, humor oozing from every pore.

- What do you play? He asked in a confidential whisper, laughing softly as a kid. What will you sing?

- Do I have to sing ? "Cried she choked, looking back in horror.

- Sure! If not, the show will, Very simple ...

- You know I hate singing! Do not you just put me through this shame?

- Do not be dramatic, is not so bad ...

- You missed me not

me, humiliate me only missed!

- By God, Lan Fan! "Ling laughed, but soon turned to her with warmth, giving him an intimate smile and a little use whatever approaching her, half playing. How can you say those things? Come on, do it for m &to it. He looked as wanting to sink into the ground and it was impossible not to notice how the whole face was burning, wasting away in shyness. But he frowned, taking a deep breath to calm down, and closed his eyes while making sure that the sleeves were long, improvisational secure. Then he clutched his collar and two buttons unbuttoned, exposing part of the shoulders. Ed jumped in his chair, blushing, and quickly bowed to Ling, sitting beside her, to whisper

- Hey ... what kind of dance is & ea way that the young woman began to move Xing seemed oblivious to the logical laws of gravity. Again as in the fight, Lan Fan resembled mass a paper puppet, light as a feather, that a body of flesh and bone. Shuffled by the smooth surface of the table, moving from one extreme to another with slow flow, linking steps and pirouettes with incredible ease, at any time without interrupting the movement itself. No gesture brushed brusquely. The delicacy and elegance wrapped it completely. But most impressive was how he began to handle those very long sleeves. Movementarms was constant and yet extremely smooth. Just let it touch the table cloth, created undulating shapes in the air. The volvíaa recogíay toss gently to the cadence of the melancholy music, arching his body from side to side like a flexible bamboo branch. They were all half hypnotized when she started singing.

bei fang you jia ren shi Thurs er du li yi gu qing ren

cheng zai gu qing ren guo ning bu zhi qing cheng yu qing guo jia ren nan zai of

Your give voice was tooweak and shaky, and I certainly do not sing very well, but still more than one he bristled the hair on the skin. In Mei's face there was no trace of skepticism and Lan Fan watched with wide eyes. Ling does not take his eyes off his left hand sliding down the strings of the erhu

almost lovingly clutched while the right arch shape mechanically, without giving the slightest atenció na what I did. Lan Fan But then made a tricky move in one corner of the table, and Ling increased the intensity with which he played, up slightly the pace of meloday. The intensity of the dance also grew. Fan Lan rolled several times on itself with outstretched arms, the sleeves floating around her like ribbons in the wind. He put his hand right on the table to win over her upside down, drawing a bow with the legs in the air to perform the somersault. And again volvíaa standing, sliding fabric around her arms and legs mixed in a complex repertoire of steps in which it was difficult to determine how the hell was still standing on the table and sometimes she seemed to float. When he began to sing the second verse, his voice also appears &No empire with a single touch.

- Go ... - is a song so romantic! Mei-burst, wiping his eyes again and her hands to her cheeks. My aunt always sang to me! It has been my favorite song since I have memory ...

- Well, not very romantic, the truth-Ling laughed. It reminds me more death and destruction ...

- It's romantic! -Mei glared at him. Có; Mo Emperor fell in love with a humble woman, and he loved with all his soul beyond the social differences ...

- That's a very watered down version of reality. The woman that inspired the emperor was not love, but desire. And it's not to love her with all his soul, is that the guy was half crazy and led his country to ruin. The only thing that this woman was there where were was destroyed. The song itself says so.

- would you know! He snapped his sister, crying dramati Stoicentered the seraglio. But she was not only beautiful, but also terribly ambitious. Almost brainwashed him to the emperor and his advice led to ruin Xing. At the end there was a rebelióny the emperor was murdered by one of their children. She was executed shortly thereafter. Since then the Zhang clan fell from grace and lost virtually all power to be in poverty. For two or three generations are not even accepted Zhang princesses of the imperial harem and concubines of the emperor.

- That story is totally out of context! Mei cried, reddening. & Iexcl; The Emperor went crazy! Just learned to see things from another perspective through the power of love! He tried to carry out reform, but it seems that Xing have to be a robot without feelings fríoy to govern, if you show some humanity fall from grace! That poor man was a martyr of love!

Everyone at the table stared at her open-mouthed. Only took three seconds to explode in a general laugh. Ed and Ling were the most outrageous, laughing heartily until their eyes welled with tears. Winry and Lan Fan sTMLXC - There is a legend-Ling dried her tears, trying to control. It is recorded in history books as the greatest crisis the rule has never crossed Xing from the wars of unification of three thousand years ago ... - Lies! And even if true, that does not justify the ostracism suffered yet! My poor mother has to endure terrible humiliation in the harem! All other wives of the emperor called North snake! They are all day making life impossible!

CHTMLXXC - So lucky that I have is so fertile-Ling burst into laughter again, leaving his sister with his temple throbbing vein of anger, then turned to the too s to clarify, "It's that Mom has a habit of encouraging harem life by throwing tear gas canisters from time to time, in the most unexpected places and moments. The Empress Mother got so fed up of it not being able to beat her back to sleep with the emperor not ever change his behavior. But as I was already born, she did not care.

- overview & Go; Iacute; easy out of the hole when you've fallen into it.

- ... after so many centuries and still facing this way, "Mei was muttering under his breath, crouched in a corner of the table, head in hands surrounded Xiaomei black waves while trying to console her. After everything we've done for Xing ... Where do the best doctors in war? From Zhang! Who are increasingly turning to the emperor is ill? At Zhang! Leading experts in rentanjutsu ... We have given the great personal rulesonalities ... and just remind us of that stupid story for hundreds of years ...

- Come, come, Mei-Ling took pity on her and gave her a light pat on the back comfort mode. You know that's what it's up to the lesser clans. Although we do great things, the credit always take you the rest ...

- What do you mean? "Said Ed, raising an eyebrow.

- The power has always Xing ranged from the most powerful clans, "said the prince, leaningon the table and resting her head on her hand. Right now the main four. The Fa, in the southern region, the largest clan of the empire that dominated virtually all commercial activity. Have access to the sea and that makes them that much. Have become filthy rich. The north is under the control of Liu. They were a clan as miserable as any lower, but two or three generations ago they found some important mines and began to exploit the rich overnight. In the east are the large plantations and farmland, almost all under the power of the Han, but it is a very rural area and the four of them are less influential. And &. Here the clans begin to rise, but the heir to the Han did not seem to have any interest in the throne. Liu both have exploited the poor northern clans who are on the verge of rebellion, said Mei thumb. The Zhang not only doctors have been important over the centuries, have also worked in the mines. In the north there are many experts in rentanjutsu . And many have died to satisfy the ambition of Liu. And Fong ... good, Fong has always been afraid of the Fa and have lived in its shadow has always been acting as his lapdog. But if not for the military support they willmoment after another quick exchange of glances with Lan Fan, and went on

- Inside the Western system, the Yao have a very good position. In fact, our status is not far from that of Fong. We are vital to the military policy of Xing.

- What do you mean? -Winry blinked.

- Well ... "the prince smiled one of his extensive and malicious smiles, clapping a hand to his chest with pride. The Yao are the largest suppliers of explosives and military weapons of all Xing! The best experts in pólvora and chemistry are in my clan.

of Amestris The collapsed on the table.

- Of course, what a stupid question ... - but also train the elite troops of the imperial army's secret service. And the explosives are used only for military purposes but also in the mining and engineering works. Actually encompasses many fields. My grandfather was one of the ablest leaders had the clan in a long time and has created a network of valuable contacts. It is not something I can darmand the luxury of wasting ...

- Actually, Ling-sama did not begin his own career to the throne when he came here in search of the Philosopher's Stone, "he hastened to add Lan Fan, rising unconsciously with pride. It's something that started many years ago. If Fong do not move, we move the Yao. We are not afraid. Many clans believe Fa would challenge the collapse of empire, but that's not true. The Fa are nothing without military protection that we provide them, or without the knowledge and materials of the north and east. A single clan can not drown 49. Minor clans have large, Desktop search, music.

suddenly stood up and faced Mei decisively. Her eyes widened in surprise.

- What about Mei? The prince smiled, holding out a hand. Would you like to fight with me to conquer an empire?

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Pinako ended making tea and conversation went on until well into night. The old woman also spoke with them war and politics. Ed and Al involved contributing ideas and conjectures, as iftime to compensate.

Lan Fan flushed at once, staying rigid.

- No way! He snapped.

- Why not? Now you can not say that you're embarrassed, just the two of us ...



- And that is even worse!

Ling laughed. He raised his arms in disbelief for a moment and then leaned back, resting his hands on the colchóny dedicating her friend a sly smile. CHTMsmile widened slowly, looking up and down briefly.

- I did not express well-said, tilting her head. Rather say that you never would ruin my empire. Your advice and warnings have always been the best I've ever had. So I can drop dead in love in your arms with all the tranquility of the world, because I know you will guide me in the right direction.

the girl's face burned Masy yet he could not help laughing.

- Well, are you going to dancee, and went to bed in two strides, getting to it quickly and mercilessly beating the hands of the prince with his automail when he tried to catch it on the road. In less than a blink, she slid under the covers and pulled them down over his ears, making a ball and sticking to the wall. Ling burst into protests as a kid, rubbing his hands sore, but she did not move, static like a stone. And when he realized he would not get any response, snorted frustracióny extinguished the lamp, also getting into bedat. However, it was unable to stop smiling, extremely awake despite the hour.

- Lan Fan ... "she whispered, leaning back to look at the dark ceiling of the room. We only got a grunt in reply. Thanks for helping with Mei. Never took the time to talk to her. And it was necessary to put the cards on the table before returning to Xing. She removed her hand, relaxing a little.

- Sure it was not you who put me on a plate to me asking me to dance? He asked softly.

end ...

But ... love was like that, right? You could spend half my life dancing to invisible music. Moving almost without realizing it, leaning on opportunities to create new ones by leveling up ... until the melody was so intense that announced the imminent end of the piece. And when he reached that point, there was only prepared for the final step to close the ball with the same fluidity that had marked his pace throughout the years. Without stopping, but without haste. Anyway, Ling knew full well that the end of that dance was tn fence could almost touch him with your fingers.

- Lan Fan-whispered again in her hair, her voice is something more serious, "will dance for me when we get home? Just for me?

- I'll think, "she said, hinting at a joke that was deflated so his voice sounded muffled.

She could hear the music. Ling was safe. And he pressed his body, hiding the smile on the shoulder of his white shirt.

- If you do ... pro

Who's Better Jeff Hardy Or Poptropica

N, which wanted to do with his life. And it reaffirmed its determination only darker and with the passage of time.

Notes: repeat the same thing in Outlook . This time they Xiang and Jun make a cameo in the flashback. And again I come with suggestions for the setting. Take a look at this to get an idea of how I imagine the second part of oneshot (too bad I only found folded in French, arrgg) But to maintain the environment in the rest of the fic , I recommend this one
. It may not be the most suitable option, but am qu &p; eacute; care! XD (* want to share their music and do not know how, lol *)


Vocation

Xiang got into the wide Traditional bath with the same happy face that a small child, and plunged into hot water with a deep sigh of satisfaction.
- Ahhh ... Fuu-san was demanding today, huh? Go workout, I thought my arms desencajarían as we followed a little more ... CH TMLXC
- It is normal Fuu-san level rises, "said Jun, who was still outside, kneeling behind Lan Fan to lather your hair with energy as she rubbed her body with sponge. You've turned 16, Xiang, your year apprentice in the elite guard ran out and now you're an official member. There is something to be taken lightly. And as things stand right now. Xiang
mouth twisted smugly, raising his arms for her bangs away wet face. He ran his hands through his long, thick hair to the pec atrayéndoseloon an icy look of reproach. Fan Lan gave a small smile. She was accustomed to the disputes of those two. Not in vain had the whole life with them, growing together. Sometimes it was strange to think how old they are already doing ... and in late June 17, Xiang with just turned 16 and she about to turn 15. How could life pass so quickly? Recent years had vanished in a flash ...

- How are things with Cheng, Xiang? He asked softly, in an attempt to APACIguar her friends.
The face of the aforementioned was transformed with a big, bright smile, giving the most parallel that he had ever seen. - Great! He exclaimed enthusiastically, hugging herself forward. It is the best! It is so kind and considerate! It's so good to me! You know what? On my last day off we went together to market Hailong and invited me to dinner and bought me a beautiful hair pin ... - You've told usor five times! "Interrupted Jun, throbbing vein in his temple, and got an angry look from her friend.

- If you do not want to hear it, skip to jardíny entiérrate there, bitter! Xiang snapped, her cheeks red. You're more stale than a custard fermented, Jun!

- I'd rather be a stale feet on the ground that knucklehead who lives in the clouds! -The largest of the three began to lather hair Lan Fan with more energy than necessary, while the young man ended up shrunk & eacuyou; NDOS under pressure they were exerting on his head. Look, you stupid, Xiang, Liarte the groom! Could anything be more pathetic? - Cheng is pathetic! -Xiang gave a punch on the edge of the tub. It is much more educated than the vast majority of our comrades! Of all the men I've been so far is the best I've tried! I've never touched a hair and it has gone from smart with me, respect me a lot!

- Yes, that's a relief, it was timethat you find one like that! But I'm not saying that Cheng is pathetic, pathetic are you to go playing house as a kid instead of focusing on your job, what you should do!

- Jun, please ... "he muttered Lan Fan, who already felt her friend's fingers entering her scalp.

- Again with the same! Cheng did not distract me from my job, I supported and encouraged me all the time. He is proud of me!

- Yeah, sure ... We'll see how long it takes to startsuggest you get other female job

and less dangerous ...

- You're obsessed, Jun! The Warriors also can marry! Your mother was a warrior who married well and you had to you! Although I could have saved the truth, go thistle tarjo the world!

- What will you do if Ling-sama becomes the next Emperor of Xing, eh? What if we have to move all the capital to Ela?

That question puzzled momentarily Xiang, who remainedcute, to wash herself quietly, with howls of her friends in the background. At the end it was also kicked and dumped a few buckets of water to clear up the soap. And without foam, went to the bath and got into it with another sigh of satisfaction, making a ball on one end, as if nothing is happening.

- In the water are not so quick, huh, vermin?! Cried June, which was trapped with a wrench brutal Xiang, pulled her hair and holding his arms behind his back imprisoned. Remove what you said!

-Never! -It was unclear if he fell Xiang's face were tears or own bath water. You're a monster! You'll never find a husband!

- Needless to me!

- Be careful with my hair, dull!

- I thought you were tired after training, "said Lan Fan, a drop of sweat running down his temple. And grandfather heard the fuss makes sure we train again and leaves us dinner ...

That was enough for the other two were released rapid and keep silent, looking with apprehension toward the bathroom door, as if Fuu would come any time now to drive them out of anger. When they realized that it was absurd, formally plunged into the water, still breathing somewhat agitated. Xiang did nothing but spend his hands through his hair to check for damage, his mouth pursed in a grimace of sulking child.

- Cheng come with me to the capital-released with a stew, it was not known if it was real or fake. He said ... he said he wants to marry me.

Lan Fan and Jun Agran...-Jun may be frowned seriously. And what about the fact that Cheng and have been at least five different men? Do you also agree with that?

Xiang was like a tomato in a matter of a blink and suddenly plunged into the water to almost cover the nose. June frowned even more suspicious.

- No ... I have not confessed yet, "Xiang said very quietly, and went to hide the mouth in the water, starting to make bubbles.

- Qu &LXC

Lan Fan and Jun blushed violently composed a tremendous face of furious condemnation.

- keeps saying such crap and you'll see that soon you get kicked out of the elite guard.

- I do not care-Xiang stretched with self-expression, folding his hands behind his neck. Best! So I can marry happily with Cheng and have 10 or 15 children.

June snorted, but kept silence. She and Lan Fan Xiang knew well that he joked. Although he was always complaining, she loved her work andLing professed unconditional loyalty, like the rest of his teammates. Never renunciaríaa his job as an escort, for many things he had to leave the road.

- What are you, Lan Fan?

The said he looked up quickly, as emerging from dormancy. His two companions watched with raised eyebrows. Incomprehension in his face, Xiang giggled.

- Have you thought about what you do with your life?

- Well ... "Lan Fan blinked, confused, the truth is that no & hnce marked much character. I wanted to be a warrior like himself. The best

warrior. Anyone who saw her from the outside might think he actually lived only for his work and did not care anything else. But Fan Lan knew her well. June had always been like a sister to her. And I knew that if their attention is not dispersed in other cases it was simply because I did not want. No need to try a thousand things to decide what she liked, as did Xiang. She had very clear objectives from the outset. I knew what I wanted to achieve and knew, To which there was a time for everything. He did not like to rush unnecessarily. It was the most mature and responsible of the three.

But Lan Lan Fan Fan ... "

what ?

She liked to think that looked Jun. use whatever had also been raised with clear objectives, prepared to meet a very specific mission. And that was all I needed, so training with dedication every day, so she sought also be the best warrior. His work as a personal bodyguard of the prince was what had always been fullattention. But ... sometimes ... I could not help but wonder what it would take another life. Finding someone to be willing and able to walk out together, eating, visiting markets. Getting married and having children. Watching them grow, to raise them, live like a ordinary woman, get your husband every night in your arms and live for him ... Sometimes he looked at his mother and wondered what it meant to smile ... Feel

longing for the impossible was the most destructive that could attack a human soul, so I tried to think of it as little as possible. Anyway, that did not have & iacuteip; not say that, woman, all the escorts in your family have married, if you would have become extinct. Look Grandpa! Look at your father! And that has never stopped doing his job, has nothing to ...

But

Fan Lan shook his head with the phrase determinacióny the other warrior was in the air. Legs pressed against his chest, surrounding them with arms, adding with a smile something stronger:

- The truth is that ... I just want to stay with Ling -sama forever. With that is more than enough.

CHTMLCerte clothes. Whenever you have the fabric, of course. We'll be a party, best to go our way, right? Although a bit out of tune amestriense meantime. And knowing that you were suffering from the western clothes, look! I asked Al to do this for you!

grabbed the red cloth which she wore on her arm and extended to Lan Fan to show an elegant qipao short-sleeved, ankle-length, full skirt with fine embroidery crossed by plants. Lan Fan pursed his lips, opening her eyes widened.

- E-is precious ...

- Yes, seetruth? First it was Ed, but his was so horrible that I burned in the garden, you eyes bleed looking at it. Al has much better taste. Does not sound familiar? It is not exactly like you wore on your birthday last year, but ...

Lan Fan

felt burning cheeks and glanced at Winry, who had been watching them with arms crossed, one eyebrow raised. Embarrassed, he quickly extend their hands to the clothing, mumbling a vague appreciation, but Ling pulled away slightly and looked down at it critically, looking suddenly lto clothes that his bodyguard was wearing at that moment.

- Wait, wait, "laughed mockingly, now I'm thinking. Perhaps Amestris clothing is not so bad after all ...

- W-waka ...!

She suddenly approached him with a frown, trying to snatch the qipao, but Ling kept him out of reach and the two began a pathetic struggle of the wretched garment. - Why are you ashamed? You have amazing legs, not bad que the look from time to time!

- D-stop saying those things!

- Wow, what legs! The temperature is rising here! Do all you are so well trained warriors?

- BB-BASTA!

Ling burst into laughter, hilarious, Lan Fan with red as a tomato trying to achieve by moving as little clothing as possible so that those convicted miniskirt to remain in place. But both seemed to suddenly remember some sort of divine intervention there was Winry

- Did you give her ... When? -Winry also slowly began to blush.

- Sure, you think I do not know perfectly what are the measures of ...?

- Waka

, thank you very much for the dress, I think I can wait outside! Fan-Lan got fed up, grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him out without much ruthlessly. I'll be ready soon.

- Let your hair down, Lan Fan! Ling cried just before she closed the door in his face.

The qipao fit him like a glove, conforming to your body as if he had made to measure. Winry applauded enthusiastically impressed. It was really strange looking back to the mirror and be dressed in clothing Xing. It was so long they had left the house ... He was incredibly comfortable, even complete. Suddenly it was no longer a stranger in a strange land. And nostalgia filled his heart again, eliciting a soft smile gracing her face remained the rest of the night.

When Winry and she finally fell into the dining room, prepared to leave, topreparation is superb, believe me. So aprovechadla full and return whenever you like, you you have deserved a break.

- great! Ling exclaimed, excitedly. Can we get drunk, then?

- Again?! "Ed yelled in exasperation. Did not you have enough with what happened the other day?!

- Ehhh, I was not who proposed this, was the brainchild of Winry. And I was not exactly who ended the worst of all, I remember ...

- Shut up!

amid protests left the house, laughing and joking. The discussion between Ed and Winry Ling on unspeakable events of that night of drinking was more heated until most of the Elric began to scream like a hysterical, Ling laughed out loud so powerful to be heard throughout the valley, Winry poked them both with a huge wrench out of nowhere and ultimately had to intervene to calm them down before they reached the river of blood.

But apart from that, the ride into town was pleasant, with the setting sun tinting the sky pitchs orange and red. Mei was hung surreptitiously on the arm of Al, as he spoke to her on the bustling air of the Sheep Festival is held every year in spring. Ed and Winry headed the delegation, still arguing about things incomprehensible, blushing every now stupidly. Fan Lan looked at askance two other girls all the time, unconsciously pulling at left sleeve, as if ashamed to reveal the automail lead. And Ling, when he got tired of that gesture, took advantage of a time when nobody paid attention to grab his right hand guard and grab the arm with all the natUrals world, again leaving Lan Fan with rosy cheeks.

When they reached the huge tents that had lifted the people of Resembool for the festival, it was almost dark, but the atmosphere could not be better. The whole town seemed to be there, people of all ages, families, elders gathered in circles while playing and told old stories, children running here and there, the occasional stray sheep ... of the food stands out a delicious smell of roast lamb. Hundreds of colored lanterns lit up the room. The municipal band played popular songs to the rhythm of viol í n on a small stage, surrounded by couples dancing with energy. The uproar was general.

Ed, Winry and Al knew everyone, of course. At every step, stopped to chat with one and other, laughing and joking. Mei honed his people skills and Ling used his boundless self-confidence to not be left out, making conversation with complete strangers, sharing in the joy that seemed to be seized at all. Lan Fan, unaccustomed to this type of situation and feeling half-naked without his mask, he just stood clutching the arm Ling, partially hidden behind her is &

not say anything more, but it was not necessary. Fan Lan understand what lay behind his words. And with a little smile, no longer hide behind him. When Prince was talking to someone who just passed Elric, she smiled politely and tried to join the conversation. I looked around carefully, losing self-consciousness, relaxing. Ling pointed to some posts and laughed with him before the old memories they brought the place. Participated in some games, stroked the fluffy sheep that stillResembool years of ...

Lan Fan was not aware of exactly when she and Ling were lost out there, among the people and noise. Winry had pulled into a rojísimo Ed to the dance floor and, after the initial stiffness, both moving with ease among the other partners. Seemed very entertaining to poke fun at his brother and tried to escape Mei's invitation to dance to another town boys had just done. Perhaps it was the time that his master took her hand and both scurried away surreptitiously. They walked through the fuss, away slowly from n & uacute, nucleus of the party. They passed the train station and down a small slope to a tiny stream that ran near the tracks. The music of violins yet reached them, drawn by the cool spring night breeze.

- Resembool is a pleasant place to live, "Ling said then, looking at the stars and breathe deeply to peaceful expression. Dan wanted to stay here forever ...

- True ... "Lan Fan smiled softly, tilting her head, but his gaze went to the stationleg in a quiet place like this ...

- My vocation is another.

- Your calling is another? Ling repeated, and his smile gradually widened. What?

Fan Lan was playing and knew. But now they were alone and did not care to respond.

- My vocation is to be with you.

His words were incredibly heavy in the stillness of the night. The violins had stopped ringing, perhaps the band was making a break. The only sound was thesound of water at his feet.

- When we get home, "began Ling, buying a suddenly serious tone," I want to talk to my brothers. I'll ask mom for advice. She learns many things on the harem. But I could think of few options. I have to try to enlist their support to the throne.

- Do you think they will support you? Fan-Lan's eyes widened in disbelief.

- All no. But I know that there are some who have no interest in the throne, or are even less likely than me. There will be a war, Lan Fan, but if we ally... I mean, if you wanted to give this up and ...

- If you do not run away, why I'm going to flee? If my vocation is to be by your side, what will I do without you? No

just want to do with my life. If you go to war, you go to war. And we will win, and become the new Emperor of Xing, and I'll still be your guard until the day I die. That new and forceful statement Ling left gaping and blinking with surprise. Lan Fan shrugged a little, embarrassed by his exuberance, and rushed to a &; About girls, add:

- S-if you want to continue having me at your side, c-clear ... He

the impression that this time it was he who considered absurd comment. Laughing softly, he returned to his feet and stood facing her, staring into his eyes until Lan Fan again felt that his face was burning. - Do you hear that? He asked suddenly, raising a finger and tilting her head to the festival tents. The band returns to play ...

- Yes & helLing crossed his entire face.

- For a long time since I heard you laugh so ...

- For a long time the idiot did not do well ... "she said with difficulty penalties, still laughing, and ran the back of his hand across his eyes to wipe the tears.

He looked intently for a moment, before she could react, pulled the hug, closing the distance between them and buried her face in her neck and shoulder, clinging to your body.

- Do you really want to stay with me forever? He asked in his ear in whispers. In spite of all that is upon us?

Lan Fan smiled tenderly, passing his arms around her shoulders to return the hug and laying a hand on her neck gently.

- Sure.

His soft chuckle tickled her, causing a chill.

- Lan Fan, I think the two are a couple of naive.

And she thought was right. But it was something that concerned