The infamous Fic That Eated My Brain

Title: Though My Hands Are Hauling Ceaselessly
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist (movieverse)
Rating: PG
Pairings: Ed x Hei (but pretty one-sided)
Summary: Alfons knows it'll never happen.
ObDisclaimer: Arakawa-san's, of course, not mine.

Notes: This started as a drabble. I find that very funny now that it's 4000 words. The poem the title comes from is posted here. But here's the relevant bit:

and you will never rise to the surface
though my hands are hauling ceaselessly
and I do not know your way at all,
you in the half-light without sleep

I know they didn't really meet in Munich. By the time I double-checked, though, I really liked the setting and the way it was coming out, so I left it. :( Besides, I figure there are few enough details given canonically that I have a little leeway. Thanks to havocmangawip for her kind words about the first draft! I ♥ all feedback.

( Without my knowing it you are at the bottom of my mind )