Gemma Glarea

lasting Impression After All

You, Edward, and Alphonse have been walking for a while, the large glowing moon, now being the biggest source of light, as you all stop walking to take a break next to wide tree. The technically, small body of water down below, seemed to be brought to life at the moons hands. If you looked hard enough you could even see some of the biggest stars in the sky using the water as a mirror. As lovely as the sight was, all you had to do was look to your left to see something ten times better, in your eyes anyway. While the white of the moon was breath taking, the large golden orbs Edward possess was much more beautiful to you, even if his gaze were set on the sky right now. You rather enjoyed the way his hair looked under the moon light, his face still so pure looking for all the hardships he has been through. Enough with all the thinking! you thought, you grab his hand and move your gaze to the sky. You don't think you've been this kind of happy in forever, and it just keeps on getting better, you can feel his hand clench up onto yours. It may be his automail hand, but it was still a great feeling, to know he even noticed and returned the gesture obviously.

"Do you guys want to head back to the hotel?" Alphonse chimes, in quieting you and Edward's quickly swirling thoughts.

"I think I'll hang out here for a while." Edward says calmly, smiling at his younger brother.

"I'm going to head back to get some reading in, you okay staying (y/n)?" Alphonse says sweetly,

getting up from where he was originally seated.

"Yeah I'm fine, thanks So, but when I get there you gotta show me what you read!" you say, smiling at Alphonse.

"Deal!" Alphonse says happily as he almost skips away at the cuteness of you and Edward. Alphonse seemed rather happy about it all.

"Can I ask you something (y/n)?" Edward asks

with a slightly timid voice.

"Sure, what's up?" you ask, t

o over joyed to be there to even notice his tone.

"Before you woke up earlier, you were talking in your sleep, and crying.." Edward says, gripping your hand a littler harder than you think he intended too.

"Oh that.. I was having a dream of my old home.. Before mom.. Out backyard was more than beautiful with mom's touch." you respond, a bit saddened at the sudden subject.

"I'm sorry.." Edward says, feeling rather bad for bringing it up.

You move your hand up slowly, gently cupping your hand onto Edward's cheek, gracefully pulling his gaze to your own gaze. "Ed don't be sorry, no one has ever talked with me about these things. That might be why I was hesitant before, but I can't run from these things forever. Thank you for helping me be strong."

Edward slowly peered to the side of his face, just to find your hand attached to his face, causing him to quickly turn a bright pink. Though as i watched his eyes looking at my hand, I didn't notice his physical reaction until I again felt something amazing, I felt Edward's face move closer to my hand as he started to close his eyes. I never imagined this hopeless boy would act this way. He is so awkward yet he acts so strong, maybe he needs someone to help him be stronger too. My thoughts are completely washed away and silenced, when I feel his flesh hand placed on top of the hand that I still held to his face. At that swift action, I began to blush right along with Edward. I stared pulling my hands away from him gently, then placed my hands on my lap. To that motion, Edward was looking to me wide eyes, looking like he wasn't sure what to do now,