Fury prt. 14

"It's OK, its OK." Alphonse crooned. Celia shook her head in Alphonse's cloak she wanted to be comforted, but then again she didn't.

"Give her to me!" Max growled.

"You'll have to pry her from my cold dead, fingers." Alphonse growled pulling Celia closer.

Again Celia pretended she pretended that Alphonse loved her. True he had never seen what was behind her cloak, had never even asked. He thought she would tell him in her own time and she would he had to believe that.

"Fine! Keep that stupid filthy half-breed!" Max shouted, he watched as Celia cringed at the word, she felt disgusted with herself! She was and always would be a filthy dirty half-breed, Max knew but why didn't Alphonse?

Max flew off rage pouring from every pore in his body. Alphonse pulled Celia back and made her look him in the face. "Your not a half-breed no matter what he says." Alphonse said.

"Yes i am." Celia murmured.

"No your not, Celia you can't..." Alphonse trailed off.

"YES I AM! You don't know me you have no idea what your saying!" Celia screamed, she stood upright and threw her cloak off revealing two triangular dog ears and a tail that looked like it belonged to a wolf's. Her ears were white a pure snow white as was her tail, she was a hanyou... a half-breed.

Her eyes were tinted a red and her canine teeth were lengthening and her nails were growing sharper. "Celia calm down its ok, its ok!" Alphonse stood up and took a hold of her shoulders.

"Leave me alone!" Celia shouted.

"Why are you so angry?! Celia why won't you ever talk to me?!" Alphonse shouted back. The words stung and she wondered herself. She slowly began to calm down and the red tint in her eyes began to leave.

"Do you really love me?" Celia questioned.

"What kind of question is that?! You know i do!" Alphonse stated.

"Do you really?" Celia asked coming a little closer.

"When i first met you... well i guess you could say it was love at first sight. i knew i couldn't leave you there in the hands of that... that.... beast!" Alphonse replied.

"Close he's a demon." Celia corrected.

Alphonse smiled and closed the small distance between the two and held Celia close. "I've always and will always love you." He whispered in her ear. Celia smiled happily for once in her life she didnt have to pretend... she liked the sound of that word..... love.

Isiah was ready to puke, he had to do something and do something fast. But what?