Masked Beauty: Fullmetal Alchemist: 003 - flashes of euphoria
Title: Masked Beauty
Author/Artist: melodyic_rhyme
Rating: G
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing/s: LingFan
Theme: 003 - Flashes of Euphoria
Genre/s: fluff
Warnings: no spoilers.
Words: 249
Summary: Ling Yao had always been a tease. And a flirt
Disclaimer/Claimer: Hagaren is owned completely and totally by Hiromu Arakawa. I own nothing, and no copyright infringement is intended
Ling Yao rubbed his sore neck after literally being kicked out of Ed's room.
"He’s a lively one, isn't he, Lan Fan?"
Lan Fan stood stiffly, obviously furious.
"He's just an arrogant bean who does not show proper respect,” she fumed.
Ling laughed. "You're always thinking of respect,”
He looked at her. Her hood had fallen back, exposing the tie that held her mask on.
"You don't always have to be so," He tugged at the string, pulling it loose. "Serious," He smirked and quickly undid the tie, causing the mask to fall.
"You should rest, young master,” She glared at him, face flushed. He ignored it.
“You should take your mask off more, Lan Fan. Then the world can see your pretty face,” Ling knew his teasing flustered her, but he really did think she was cute.
“It's for our safety, Young Master. I'm merely a shadow that watches out for you,”
“I've heard that speech before, but I doubt there are any assassins trying kill me in Amestris,” He sat down as he spoke, leaning against the wall of the hotel. Lan fan was quite, still standing. At length she said,
"I-I should say thank you,"
Ling looked up at her.
"For what?"
She sat down next to him, her face even more flushed than before. She looked away as she spoke
"For saying I'm, um," she smiled slightly "pretty,"
Ling smiled. It was euphoric to know he had made her happy.
"Your very welcome, Lan Fan,"
x-posted to fm_alchemist and linglanfan. Entered for week 66: flush at fma_fic_contest
Author/Artist: melodyic_rhyme
Rating: G
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing/s: LingFan
Theme: 003 - Flashes of Euphoria
Genre/s: fluff
Warnings: no spoilers.
Words: 249
Summary: Ling Yao had always been a tease. And a flirt
Disclaimer/Claimer: Hagaren is owned completely and totally by Hiromu Arakawa. I own nothing, and no copyright infringement is intended
Ling Yao rubbed his sore neck after literally being kicked out of Ed's room.
"He’s a lively one, isn't he, Lan Fan?"
Lan Fan stood stiffly, obviously furious.
"He's just an arrogant bean who does not show proper respect,” she fumed.
Ling laughed. "You're always thinking of respect,”
He looked at her. Her hood had fallen back, exposing the tie that held her mask on.
"You don't always have to be so," He tugged at the string, pulling it loose. "Serious," He smirked and quickly undid the tie, causing the mask to fall.
"You should rest, young master,” She glared at him, face flushed. He ignored it.
“You should take your mask off more, Lan Fan. Then the world can see your pretty face,” Ling knew his teasing flustered her, but he really did think she was cute.
“It's for our safety, Young Master. I'm merely a shadow that watches out for you,”
“I've heard that speech before, but I doubt there are any assassins trying kill me in Amestris,” He sat down as he spoke, leaning against the wall of the hotel. Lan fan was quite, still standing. At length she said,
"I-I should say thank you,"
Ling looked up at her.
"For what?"
She sat down next to him, her face even more flushed than before. She looked away as she spoke
"For saying I'm, um," she smiled slightly "pretty,"
Ling smiled. It was euphoric to know he had made her happy.
"Your very welcome, Lan Fan,"
x-posted to fm_alchemist and linglanfan. Entered for week 66: flush at fma_fic_contest