Fan Lan did not know how long she had loved him. Perhaps that was the moment when he realized, or the moment when things began to change. He did not like to dwell on it, because love with a prince is not tasteful dish, especially if you're not just a princess. So the habit of hiding behind the mask with increasing frequency, until it just took it off throughout the day. Was behind the mask where she felt truly free. Free to watch him furtively when accompanied him anywhere, orto blush in his presence without anybody noticing. With the mask was much easier to maintain composure, or even escape to get lost in their own world full of impossible dreams. Because the mask did not hide his face only, but also love, gratitude, devotion, loyalty ... did not mind too that Ling saw everything ... in the end were emotions directed at him.
I did not want that others would see it ... because it is not proper in love with a prince when you're not a princess.
So when night fell and two were kept in the private chambers of the prince to sleep, let Lan Fan Ling approached her to take off the mask. The sun had already left and could not highlight to the world the forbidden feelings she kept the servant to his lord. The moonlight had always been his ally, because bathed everything in an unreal halo that gave the appearance of a dream. In light of the moon, did not seem so terrible to love a prince. At night there were only two of them. And he threw on cushions on the floor to talk late into the night, or were playingcheckers and cards. It told stories to each other, they invented stories and laughed until it hurt the stomach.
Maybe moonlight itself out one more mask. A mask that concealed the true position of each of them was of the simple image of two friends. But that really did not care ... because in those moments of intimacy Lan Fan volvíaa feel free.
She knew better than anyone the character of Ling. I knew he liked to feel close to never spared manage demásycough affection for his friends and colleagues. When I was little I used to hang from the back of their teachers or the arm of Fuu, who had to carry him with infinite patience. He loved to go handing out hugs and smiles from her grandmother and other elders of the family, which always ended up rewarding him with a bauble. Suddenly jumped on his friends in the elite guard and slapped them back, or they passed his arm around his shoulders and joked and laughed with them. And in sporadic cases could visit his mother in the harem of the imperial palace, it was left by her embrace with enthusiasm and enjoyed hugemind about that. By always looking at the eyes, approaching it without any qualms, for treating her from the beginning as an equal but it was not, as someone special, like a friend
... and because sometimes, the moonlight, the eyes of Ling also appeared to reflect love, gratitude, loyalty devocióny.
Lan Fan conformed thinking maybe it was all a dream, a beautiful illusion created by the dim light of night. But as we were getting older, the stories and jokes steps were taken to long and serious talks on its future and that of Xing. When Ling got bored of studying, and did not initiate a war ofteníaa tickled them both running and jumping around the room for half an hour, but crept up to her to lay her head in her lap. Sometimes he fell asleep and Lan Fan and remained watching his face, surprised by what seemed serene. In recent years, the gesture had become more intimate, more personal. When he approached, was closer. And his gentle touch and loving getting that Lan Fan quickened the pulse and was skin crawl.
The change was so gradual I barely room & iacute, an noticed. Ling may think what she and I would not give it much thought and theme. During the day the two faithfully fulfilled their respective roles. Why nobody had heard that in the light of the moon were free, and looked and spoke differently. And while no one knew, nothing seemed too serious. The moon will keep the secret, if they do not catch the sun.
Those days that were happening in Resembool, however, was like living a dream come true. The two had understood since they arrived. No masks, no roles ... not even have to bother aboutass by sunlight. There was no one watching to ask for explanations, no one cared who the protocol. Time and space seemed to have been suspended in the air, suddenly frozen to give a truce. And after they had spent time apart, then look back under the moonlight was like a revelation. Because, as they say, you're not aware of what you have until you lose it.
Some things had changed. Despite that could show naturally throughout the day, until night fell did not feel absolutely free. And then they took refuge andwanting to retain in his hands something that they should, it was also true that both were too tired to give it no more.
volvíaa And when done at night, they again sought and snuggle against each other. And speaking of what they had seen and experienced in the months that had passed separate counting Weird and funny anecdotes to help them forget the darkness that had consumed at that time. Until Ling stroked his left shoulder and asked about the cirugíay rehabilitation, and Lan Fan is torn apart when answering whether he hadvery hard to do, she had felt alone, who had been missing all day. Then it was she who stroked the girl's left hand, one that had worn the mark of the homunculus for months, and asked him what he felt, how he , has been being trapped inside his own body, and Ling was torn apart when speaking of pain, darkness, fear and impatience, and lost only what he had felt, the desire he had of back with her ... ... No other people could not understand. They could not understandhesitant fingers approached the skin of his master, and petting became tremulous and fearful. His heart trembled in the chest when Ling metal held her hand and pressed it against his cheek, sighing. And when he wrapped her in his arms, his whole body seemed to throb, wanting to give him warmth.
Not even the moonlight could convert it into an illusion. It was too real, too tangible. Daylight had been confirmed. There were no more masks, because they did not need to be free. How could returnand home? How could they come back and act again as before leaving, as if nothing had happened? The night is not enough to hide it. The desire to kiss were getting stronger, but Ling was stroking his cheek Lan Fan, and was taking refuge in her neck and breathing in your skin and whispering in his ear as if nothing mattered, as if that were real and not paper representing the light of the sun. And she began to believe it was true ... - Lan Ling Fan, "muttered one night, smiling as he looked funny gesture from the pillow as her bodyguardyou, a smile lit by white light did not disappear even with the sunrise. -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
The day before returning to Xing, Ling became stuck the Rockbell to your calling nonstop while Ed glared whenever he passed by.
- Well, I've spoken to Roy Mustang and Lieutenant Havoc, "explained Prince Lan Fan at a given time, tapping a pencil on the book in which carried the whole man ; ana pointing things. Lt. Breda has explained how to contact Mr. Han, ass not be so obvious! "Ling laughed boldly, but before Ed could get to scream, the phone rang and the young of the fly Yao picked it up professionally. Yes? Ah, Lieutenant Ross, what a surprise ... Yes, it says Lt. Havoc? I would like to ask a few things about the trip he made to ...
Xing Mei spent most of the time crying and saying how fast the days had passed. Although he wanted to return, it was clear that some of them also wanted to stay. Y Lan Fanunderstood it perfectly, because she felt the same.
That night, Pinako prepared a farewell dinner. Ling participated with enthusiasm, exuding good humor. Mei to encourage managed after much effort, and end no shortage of laughter and jokes that had punctuated the weeks of living in Resembool. Everyone seemed happy, focusing on the journey as a new beginning, rather than a farewell. Lan Fan also smiled, trying to get the good atmosphere that surrounded ordered the contradictory feelings that filled her heart. Relief to return home, begin your trip jitters, tmp; iacute; to waste too much time.
- Can not waste time on the return trip, but you can miss weeks vegetating like a parasite in my home? "Ed growled
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Your home? Winry exclaimed, frowning.
- No need to worry-Lan Fan returned to the original thread of conversation. I'll be fine. I have been trained to endure pain. Let us hope that the adjustments made are adequate to reach Xing. Thanks again, Winry, and gave him a slight reverencia.
- You're welcome, you are welcome! "She hastened to answer the blonde, shaking hands with embarrassment. Remember: Fasten either the sleeve and the glove so that the sand does not leak, it could damage the automail. Humedécete shoulder whenever possible, although I know it will go no more than enough water, just ... Oh, and if you travel in the shade, the better. Maybe not a big deal, but if the sun does not give you directly perhaps a bit relieved ...
- I do not want to cross the desert with these two ... "she whimpered Mei, men lie sunkenp; aacute; ready!
- Okay, thanks! Ling replied, returning the gesture, and then took back to the three young Amestris, smiling. Well, we go! Thank you very much for everything.
XingThe boys bowed together in a formal reverence, joining the palms in greeting typical of their country. Others are devoted farewell gesture, smiling and throwing good wishes for the trip. Ling Mei had to grab the neck of the garment to drag, while the girl began to whimper again. And they began to move away to dealers, without looking atr & aacute; s. - Ling! "Ed suddenly called Prince turned to him, raising his eyebrows in a gesture question, and the alchemist raised a fist in a sign of confidence. Good luck! See ya!
- Yes! Ling exclaimed, imitating his gesture with a broad smile. Of course! Return every year to review the automail Winry Lan Fan ...
- NO!
- Ahhh, yes ... it's better you come Ye Xing & aurrido there forever. He dedicated one last thought to the nights lived in Resembool.
- It's a shame you're done and ... "uttered in a whisper, almost unconsciously.
Ling, who rode at his side, glanced, smiled.
- End? "He repeated. Lan Fan ... This is just beginning.
And he motioned her to look ahead.
The dry horizon lay before them, endless. But the sun was beginning to dawn, bathe
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