Edward-san would stare at me, spacing out.. With that beautiful golden eyes of his he would look at me as if in trance.. Sprawled on the on the bed, naked. Discarded clothes strewn on the floor. He would look at me with tenderness and pity..

I've lost count how many times did I force myself to Edward-san like this. Forcibly possessing him, violating him, hurting him and he would only let me do as I want because he doesn't see me. He only see the person he love in me, that's why he's tolerating my actions.

But I love Edward-san, since the first day that I've met him. The feeling that slowly metamorphosed into an ugly obsession. Driven by the desperation of wanting to possessed this beautiful, fascinating and caring person.

I want him to be mine, I want to put my brand on him. Even though at the back of my mind, I've always knew that this love is an ugly and misguided thing that slowly driving us both in the corner.

WHY?! Why Edward-san? Why don't you hate me? Why won't you look at me with loathing and revulsion?!

After all the unspeakable things that I've done to you, why do you insist on looking at me like that, those caring and kindness that are not meant for me. Those feelings are meant for your 'brother' and I'm not your brother.

Please look at me.. I'm begging you.. Please look at me as I am,as Alfons Heiderich.. The person who loves you the most..

Germany 1900's

Maybe it all started today..

It was one of those usual sunny mornings. Walking on the street, following my everyday routine, seeing the same scenery. The German refugees littered the streets, falling in the long line of the meager free food supplies, provided by the government. Most of them are homeless, they look defeated and broken.

Hopelessness is very contagious. That's why Alfons Heiderich tried not to look at them as much as not necessary. Quickening his pace, in order to arrive at the empty warehouse that served as a workshop for him and to the rest of his colleagues.

Mindlessly devoting himself to making rockets that would someday reached the moon and the stars. And maybe… Just maybe… HE can make something that will help his beloved country. His beloved Germany that bore the humiliation of signing the Treaty Of Versailles, they might be defeated.. But their spirits are not yet broken.

That's the plan, but reality is not that easy. Germany had fallen on hard times, and even if that's not the case, people that would sponsor and give them sufficient funds are hard to come by. Nobody recognized the importance of rockets yet.

They took pride on being a rocket scientist. Every single one of them studied rocketry under Dr. Hermann Oberth, a renowned doctor and professor who wrote a book about outer space theories and rocketry.

Alfons and his comrades kept working tirelessly because every single one of them dream of the future that eventually, they can create the rocket that will become a breakthrough and contribute a lot in physical science.

But on that day, as Alfons is expertly trying to make use of some metal scraps that they received the other day. One of his colleagues called him over to introduced a new guy.

"Apparently, he's interested in making rockets. He's just about your age. I hope you'll get along" he said, as he motioned Alfons over to a blond guy in ponytail. Currently the only visible thing to Alfons is his back, since he's talking to his other colleagues.

There's only about twenty something people in here and some of them only show up when they want to. Lots of people show interest in rockets but most of them are not interested in making them. That's why, having a new guy is more than welcome amidst these people that are hoping to achieve something.

Alfons is vaguely interested on the guy who took interest in rocket making, the same way that he is interested in people who shared the same interest. When that blond guy in ponytail turned around, Alfons is instantly drawn to that rare gold eyes.

"Ah, uhm.. I'm E-Edward Elric. I'm interested in rockets and the anti gravitational theory of using pressurized gas and expelling large amount of energy that will enable the rocket to soar through the sky" as he said that, he's staring the whole time at Alfons and fidgeting visibly.

Something about those eyes that make Alfons feel like he's being sucked in. The inexplicable feeling of longing and nostalgia. The feeling of being attracted to that person in front of him. Even though he's quite positive that this is the first time that they met.

Why are you staring at me so…?

Edward is staring, in his eyes Alfons can somewhat names some emotions that are very apparent on Edward's face. Surprise, recognition, joy and maybe a hint of sadness. In that few seconds, Alfons scrutinized the emotions of the person in front of him.

"I'm Alfons Heiderich, we're all students of Dr. Hermann Oberth. I hope you'll be with us from now on" he automatically hold his right hand up for handshake and Edward shook the hand offered to him immediately. The hardness and coldness of Edward's right hand registered to Alfons immediately and he looked at Edward quizzically.

"Ah, my bad. My right hand is only an automail-I mean prosthetic. Yeah, prosthetic, that's right." Edward who never get at loss for word and who always blurted out what's on his mind without second thought is being unnecessarily tense and stumble on the words to say.

Crap, this is the worst first impression to give ever.. Of all days, why now?! I'm not yet ready..!

Edward is inwardly panicking right now. Since he came to this world called Earth a few months back, he already met countless people who looked like his friends and acquaintances in Amestris. Like Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes that almost gave him a heart attack only to be reminded that he's no longer in Amestris anymore but in an entirely different world, the world beyond The Gate.

That's why he's expecting, almost anticipating the day that he would meet somebody who looked a lot like Al, his beloved brother. But he didn't expect that meeting to happen today, right now of all times..! He doesn't know what to say, how to act and stuff to give a good impression.

But it was quite a shock to meet this person called Alfons Heiderich. He startlingly resembles Al, the height, the body built, the hair, the voice and even his gesture and the polite way he talk, the innocent way he smiled and Edward could tell already that he's a kind and caring soul like Al. Except his eyes in the shade of Euclase(silicate crystal) blue.

"Really, that's a prosthetic? That's amazing.! It looked and moved like real..! The mechanism is interesting, where did you get that?" Alfons asked enthusiastically, the scientist in him kicking in. The weirdness in Edward's speech and gestures went unnoticed.

Since everybody else in the warehouse are busy doing their individual work, nobody is really paying attention to their conversation, but Edward still find it a kind of invasion to his privacy to have somebody look at his prosthetic and to be followed by questions why did he lost his limbs. So he motioned Alfons in a corner where they are away from everybody else.

If it were any other person asking about those things, Edward's temper would easily get ahead of him and he'll immediately tell the other person to get lost. But this is Alfons, the person that resembled his brother so much it fills him with longing. That's why he tried to explain as much as he can understand, the mechanism of those prosthetics that his dad, Hohenheim made.

He lost his automail that he got from Winry when he pass through The Gate. His dad made those well made prosthetics. "The brain still send some signals through the nerves that connect this artificial limbs. Though I don't fully understand the whole mechanism. My dad made them." As he said that, Alfons notice that Edward is proud but at the same time lonely.

Alfons had enough tact not to ask how or why Edward lost those limbs. Or why he seemed so lonely when his dad is mentioned. Instead they started conversing about rocket and outer space theories that somewhat lessened Edward's nervousness and apprehension.

For the first time, Alfons glimpsed a very intelligent and exceptionally gifted person in Edward. According to him, he only read the books of Dr. Hermann Oberth. But the depth of his understanding and opinions are deeper than Alfons, its daunting. Alfons took an immediate interest in Edward after that.

Although Alfons noticed Edward looking at him in a way make him feel being scrutinized and observed, he also feel that he's being exceptionally nice and caring only to him alone that made him feel somewhat special and elated. Though its weird considering that they only met for the first time.

Both of them not knowing how the wheels of fate will twist and intertwine them together in a way that neither of them expected but something that's already been nagging Alfons from the back of his mind from the very start.

DISCLAIMERS:

Yep, I don't own FMA. Anybody who love Elricest?^_^ The spelling of Alfons Heiderich is based on FMA wiki.

Ah well, I don't plan to keep writing and continue this story if I didn't get a single review. I mean, no reviews means nobody wants to read them right? What's the point? I'm not even sure if this pairing is well liked, but I love them. I just wrote this one whimsically. If you're interested, please leave some reviews. Even constructive criticisms are very much welcome. Thanks for reading^_^