Memories

"Why do you want your memories so badly?"

A thirteen year boy looked at the pale boy; they were behind a certain meat shop.

For the last three years his friend he could call him, had shown up a lot.

He never said how they knew each other; he just looked angry most of the time.

The boy chuckled internally, just like his brother.

That brought a frown as he answered" because theirs four years of my life I want back, even if it's just the memories" it was a lie.

Violet eyes slit slightly" your lying, even back then you were a horrible liar" the pale boy just kept looking at the boy who's brother he kept trying to kill.

"Just leave it alone Wrath, it's not like you ever tell me anything" muttered the boy as he slid now to the ground wrapping his arms around his legs.

Wrath just narrowed his eyes" you wouldn't like what I have to say and then you'd hate me" he gave the same response he gave every time Alphonse asked.

Al just growled quietly to himself in annoyance" But why! Why would I hate you, I don't care if you're a homunculus your not that bad a person!" he tried to counter.'

Wrath wasn't giving in though" then you know there's some things people shouldn't remember" was the dark response from the inhuman boy.

The two turned silent for awhile both stuck in memories they barley remembered" Wrath?" Al's voice was quiet as the violet eyed boy looked him.

He didn't even know why he wasted his time with Ed's brother then again; he didn't know why he sometimes showed up around Dublith just to see Izumi.

That was a lie though, he knew why.

They were all he had left, his mother who he had tried to kill so many times that now he was left confused of everything.

He was a homunculus superior to humans and yet that wasn't really true, that hadn't been the reason he kept trying to kill Edward.

It took loosing everything for him to understand Lust.

He finally understood her longing to be human, her almost human actions.

He also knew what tied him to Alphonse, guilt and some weird sense of repayment.

As far as he knew he was the only homunculus left, and he had been left without the arm and leg that let him do alchemy.

Winry, she had given him an automail arm and leg the ones she made for Edward before he disappeared.

He guess that was one reason he sometimes showed up, he at least owed this much to her for helping him after trying to kill her friends for so long.

He owed his older brother too; internally Wrath couldn't help the pain of his existence.

These years he too was becoming like Lust, human yet not.

"What is it" he almost growled at Alphonse.

It didn't matter the boy didn't flinch" what was my brother like you know during those years, could you at least tell me that" Al's voice was quiet almost in defeat.

And Wrath mentally growled, well he could give him that at least if it would finally shut him up.

"Annoying, stubborn, hot-headed, persistent, would kill anyone who tried to hurt you" Wrath wasn't even trying to be funny he didn't even know what that was like but soon he heard soft laughter.

Green eyes looked up" that sounds like brother" he chuckled; even with the few memories he sometimes got his brother always had been protective.

"He never knew when to give up either" muttered Wrath as he remembered every fight and attempt to take the rest of his limbs.

As long as he had Alphonse to protect Ed never gave up, he wondered if that was something only humans could feel.

"Hey Wrath" Al's voice had gone back to a whisper.

Even a homunculus could feel the change in tone as he fully turned towards the boy.

"What now?" he wasn't prepared for the boy's question.

"Do you think my brother is still alive?" he sounded so defeated and scared.

And Wrath wasn't the type of person who was ever and he never would be, good with emotions.

"How would I know" was the snappish response.

It was true he didn't know if his brother was alive, he hadn't been there when whatever had happened went down.

Apparently that wasn't what Al wanted to hear" Rose doesn't know what happened either no one does" the boys pitch had changed he sounded scared.

Wrath just crossed mismatched arms" that's your answer then" he looked away at the moon.

It had begun to lower as morning would be breaking in a few hours.

Alphonse said nothing else as he slowly stood up.

"Will you ever tell me what happened four years ago?" asked Al one finally time.

Wrath just turned away getting ready to leave like he always did "if you never find your brother" that was all he said before vanishing into the shadows.

Most would take it as a never but not Al, he knew what it meant.

That Wrath believed he would find his brother; his brother would be the one to tell him his missing past.

He made himself out to be bad but that couldn't be true, he'd been showing up since Al had been ten and living with the Rockbells.

He just hoped he'd find his brother soon; because no matter how many people he was suppose to remember.

No matter how good Winry and Granny were.

He just wanted to one day see his brother again, even if he never got his memories back.

And somewhere else looking at the moon in a dull parallel world, another brother wondered the same.

He wondered if he too would ever see his brother again.

Randomly just popped into my head