A/N: It's just a oneshot. Contains mild spoilers. Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist...
My Brother
I've made many mistakes in my life. I've always set my sights too high. Yet I've had someone with me all along. He's my brother. Because of my mistake, he is what he is now. But he never once voiced his disappointment or complained.
I've led us to many dead ends on our search for the Philosopher's Stone but my brother always kept hope. Now, we have found the stone but I fear all the years we spent searching for it were for nothing. We might have been pawns in someone's sick game.
I sometimes wonder is Al hates me for what I did but then I realize he could never. He's been with me during the sad times even if he couldn't cry with his body of metal. And he's been with me during the happy times when all he could do wad voice his happiness. I want my brother to be able to feel again. That is why I am determined to figure out some way to use the stone inside of him. But I am afraid of losing him again.
He's shown how much he cares many times in many different ways. I remember the night when our lives changed drastically so clearly the pain sometimes feels real. I remember him shouting, "Please help my brother! Please!" to the friends of our family, with me drifting in and out of consciousness in his arms.
He held me in his arms as I nearly bled to death. He stood by my side then and later when I decided to become a dog of the military.
My brother is truly a good person. It pains me to see how much he's gone through.
I owe it all to him. Even though I've made many mistakes, he's always stayed by my side. He's my brother and always will be, no matter what.