Thunder and Lightening
I stood looking at the closed door for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards my suitcase. It was getting late, and I was tired.
After putting on some pajamas and getting ready for bed, I crawled underneath the covers. I stared at the ceiling, remembering and cherishing my first kiss. The kiss that had been given to me by Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist, not two hours ago.
It had been everything I had dreamed it would be: intense, life-changing, and romantic. His arms around my waist and his lips against mine had been heavenly.
“We need to do that again sometime…” I murmured, curling up with the bedsheets. Nya jumped up onto my bed and laid down next to me, purring. I petted her, and before I knew it, I was asleep.
A loud boom jolted me awake. My legs got tangled in the blankets and caused me to fall out of bed. I hit the floor hard as a flash lit up my room.
I quickly ran to my window as another crash sounded. As I peered through the glass, another flash pierced the sky. Lightning.
The sky was dark and cloudy, and every so often the sky would rumble and another lightning strike would appear.
One more lightning flash right outside my window was all it took to send me squealing underneath my covers. The thunder claps and the strikes of lightning were really making me nervous. And being on the fifth floor of a building was definitely not helping my case. Neither was having my bed next to a large, glass window.
“I… It’s okay… I’ll be fine… Nothing to worry about…” I rambled, trying to soothe my tensed body.
The loud noises and flashes of light seemed to become more threatening every moment. All of this eventually became too much for me to handle. I ran inside the closet and huddled in a corner, trembling.
There was a knock at my door all of the sudden.
“Alex? Are you awake? Sorry to bother you, but I thought I heard someone scream over here.”
I gasped. Edward Elric was standing outside my door. And he had heard me freaking out.
“N… No… I’m okay… It’s late… And I should probably…” My voice quivered. A clap of thunder sounded, and I squealed again.
Ed was silent for a few seconds. “You’re not in the closet, are you?”
My trembling body froze. “How did you…”
“Your voice sounds a bit muffled, even through the door.” He said.
I blushed. Now he thought that I was being weird. I mean, what type of person hides in closets for no reason? Well, not for no reason. There was that one factor…
“Alex… Are you afraid of thunderstorms?”
Oh, great. My most embarrassing secret was out of the bag.
“No…” I knew he wouldn’t believe me because my voice was shaking so much. “Maybe…”
“Alex, it’s okay. You can come out.”
I opened the closet door and crawled out guiltily, like a child who has just been caught sneaking candy. Slowly, I made my way to my room’s entrance. A flash of lightning lit up my room, and I pressed myself against the door quickly.
“It’s okay, Alex.” Edward said quietly.
Turning a bit pink, I slowly opened the door. A thunder clap startled me and I impulsively threw myself into Ed’s arms.
I could feel his chest tighten with surprise. Quickly, I backed away, feeling rather embarrassed.
“I’m sorry… I know it’s not normal for someone my age to have a fear like this…” I started.
Edward cut me off. “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”
“Did I wake you up? I’m so sorry… I mean, it has to be like…” I checked my pocket watch. “Eleven at night.”
“No. I was already awake. I was just…” He was interrupted by another clap of thunder.
Of course I, being the idiot that I am, started shivering again. “Why-y-y…” I stammered.
Ed put his hand on my shoulder. “Shhh… It’s okay.”
I walked over to my bed and sat down on it. Edward followed me and closed the window curtains.
“Lightning’s not going to get through that.” He said, sitting next to me.
More thunder rang out. I turned the lamp on and grabbed my bedsheets.
“How about we do something to take your mind off of the storm?” Ed asked me.
Another clap of thunder sounded and I flinched. “Like what?”
He looked down. “I don’t know. Maybe we could turn the table that Alphonse made into little stone cats. You like making those, don’t you?”
“I do. That’s how I pay for my traveling expenses. I sell them.” I told him.
Edward smirked. “Clever.” He ran out of my room, and entered again a few minutes later dragging the table behind him.
“Are you sure Al’s going to be okay with us changing his table’s form?” I asked.
Ed nodded. “He won’t mind. I think he’ll be happy that it’s going to be put to good use.” He brought the table next to my bed and sat down next to me. “Let’s do this.” He said, clapping his hands together and touching the table.
We made little stone cats together, and eventually I stopped freaking out as much. Having Ed here for company was definitely helping soothe my fear.
“Edward… I’m not keeping you up, am I? I mean, I know you’re tired, you have to be. If you want to, you can go. Don’t stay awake because of me…” I said after a while.
He looked down. “I’m okay. I’ll stay with you until the storm is over, if you want me to.” He gently placed another stone cat in my hands.
“Really?” I squeezed his hand as another boom of thunder sounded.
He turned a bit red. “Sure.”
We finally ran out of table to transmute, and I was left with Edward and roughly a couple hundred stone cats sitting on my bed.
“What do you want to do now?” He asked, sweeping all of the cats into a pile.
I frowned, trying to think of an activity that he would enjoy doing. “I don’t know. Whatever you want, I guess.”
Ed opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a clap of thunder. Nya’s tail puffed up. Then she jumped onto my lap and dug her claws into my side, kind of like she was trying to give me some sort of hug.
“OW! Nya, get off!” I shouted, trying to unhook her from my body. It was no use. Her claws had punctured my shirt and were digging in to my skin. She was stuck fast.
Edward tried to pry her off of me, attempting to unhook her claws from my shirt. This also turned out to be pointless.
Another boom rang out, and Nya jumped from me to Ed. He tried to shake the cat off of him.
“No! Edward is not a scratching post!” I yelled. My cat was now holding him in the same death grip that she had on me a few moments ago.
I attempted to pull Nya away from him, and after a few seconds, more thunder sounded and the poor cat jumped off of him. Ed fell on top of me, his chest pressed against mine.
His eyes widened and I turned bright red. And as if that wasn’t awkward enough, the door opened at that moment.
Edward took one look at Colonel Mustang and his brother, apologized to me quickly but sincerely, and flew out of the room.
“I didn’t mean it! You came at a bad time! Her cat… The thunder… It’s a misunderstanding! My intentions were pure!” He shouted.
The colonel chased after him. “Your intentions? If I catch you, you little runt…” He called.
Alphonse and I just looked at each other in silence for the longest time.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to intrude! Colonel Mustang just freaked out when he realized Ed wasn’t in his room, and…” He said finally, waving his arms.
I panicked. “Nothing happened! Nya freaked out because of the thunder, and she clung to Edward. I tried to pull her off of him, but then the force… And the laws of motion… He fell on top of me! He didn’t do anything! We didn’t do anything!”
Al looked relieved. “So you two didn’t…”
His statement caused me to turn bright red. “NO! We didn’t… Absolutely not… Why on earth… Our clothes were on… STDs…” I rambled, pushing him into his room.
I spent the next few minutes alone in my room banging my head against the closet door.
“Why me… Why me… Why me… Why me…”
After calming down, I crawled into bed. I was too worked up about the course of events to even pay attention to the storm.
Staring up at the ceiling, I realized that tomorrow would most likely be a very awkward day for Ed and I. Oh, well. That’s just the luck that a black cat brings you.