Should've posted these in December... Oh well...

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So... I should've posted these last year... Oh well. You get them now.

Title: Pure power

Day/Theme: December 28, 'Being Boring/~ I never dreamt that I would get to be the creature that I always meant to be~'
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairing: Ling and the aspect of 'Greed'
Rating: PG

He flexed his fingers, joints crackling as blood rushed and pounded past his ears.
It was a good feeling this, one of supreme power and ability.

He frowned, his habitual smile dropping and turning on it's head.
It was still there, that nagging feeling of inconceivable want at the base of his sternum. His frown deepened as it burned, consuming more and more of his body, flaring up and down.

"Huh?"
'Just because you've finally gotten what you want, doesn't mean we have no need for anything. Quite the contrary in fact.'

That slippery voice wound it's way around his burning body, cooling it, tempering it's need but not quite extinguishing it.

'We

have to have everything.'

His sly grin returned, washing up his face as he considered the prospect of everything in his grasp, everything in his power.
A tongue flicked out to lick at the corner of his mouth, eyes tilting in a dangerous smile.

"I think I'll like this."

Title: I turn my back to you

Day/Theme: December 17, 'Cool/ ~Now you call me by my new last name~'
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairing: Dante, Izumi
Rating: PG

Notes: It's anime based. And another kind of speculation about how Izumi and Sig got together.

"Teacher Dante?" A dark haired woman cautiously walked into the study, surveying the richly furnished room before heading towards the elderly lady sitting at the desk.

"Ah, you're back from the market already?" The kindly lady pushed what she was working on to the side. "How was it?"

"Fine." The woman stood silently.

"You saw that butcher boy again, didn't you Izumi? You know I don't approve of fraternization with the townspeople."

Izumi sighed, her shoulders sagging and then straightening again.
"You know how I stand with your teachings; how I believe that alcehmy is not to be hidden away and used by a few exclusive people, that it should be shared and that all people should be able to understand it.
You also know how I express dislike towards your similar atittude on how alchemists should live; segregated from the rest of society." Izumi took a deep breath, readying her self for the next part.

"I have made the decision to remove myself as an apprentice to you; I wish to share my alchemy with the people and make it available for those who do not understand it," and, in a lower voice she added, "I wish to marry that 'butcher boy', Sig Curtis."

The elderly woman sharpened her gaze, hands lightly resting against each other.
"Very well then Izumi 'Curtis', you may leave. Being a commoner you have no place in this house now." Her tone was cold as she dismissed her former apprentice, swiveling her chair and turning her back as the last few words left her mouth.

"Very well then." A cold gaze was directed at the tall back of the chair, hair and clothes swishing as she turned her back to leave the room.