Hey Everyone! I've decided to writea new fanfic! I don't know why, but this story just screamed to be written. It's not really the same as my first fic, but it's not too different either. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy it.

Disclaimer: If you think I own it, then you are very much mistaken. I'm not rich and, damn it all, I don't own Ed! T.T

Chapter 1

"It's raining again, Al," he said quietly. "I don't know what to do anymore. Without you, I'm just….just… not me." Tears ran down his cheeks while he spoke. He made no move to wipe them away. He didn't want them to disappear. If they did, his brother would truly be gone.

Edward stood by the grave, his face almost emotionless, save the few tears falling from his face. He was back in Rizembul, burying his younger brother, Alphonse. The last of his family was gone forever. He had never felt so alone before. The emptiness was almost unbearable.

Of everyone, Ed felt the most responsible for the death. He was supposed to look out for his younger brother, that was his job after all. He was supposed to take care of him. Make sure he didn't get hurt or over exert himself.

But that was all the past now. Ed could never bring him back. It didn't matter that Al had finally gotten his body back, or that Ed was still in the military. None of these things would change the fact that Al was dead.

-T-

Ed entered his apartment. He sighed heavily as he closed the door behind himself. He walked over to the couch and lay down. He didn't feel much like eating yet and he was rather tired from the long trip back from Rizembul. He just wanted to sleep. He wanted the pain to go away. A tear fell from his eyes as he closed them, letting the thing he so desperately desired claim him.

He awoke a few hours later, deciding that he would be more comfortable in his own bed. He picked himself up and headed for his room. As he walked by Al's room, he paused, slightly. The door was still open, so he walked inside.

He sat down on the bed and looked around. Nothing had been moved. It was just the way Al had left it that day. Tears, once again, threatened to fall on the chibi alchemist. Memories flooded into his head. Memories of the days he and Al had spent here. Memories that were happy. Memories that were now becoming sad.

Ed suddenly got up and ran from the room. He couldn't take the sadness. The unhappiness that lay in his stomach. He ran to his own room and threw himself onto his own bed. He lay there for a while, sobbing. When he felt somewhat better, he got up and changed into his nightclothes. He pulled back the covers to his bed and climbed in. He shut his eyes once again and went to sleep. He hoped the morning would be better than now. He knew Al wouldn't want him to be sad forever. He just wished that there was something he could have done. Someway to have Al, alive and there with him. But, he would have to wait until morning. Yes, everything would always look better in the morning.

-T-

There was a knock on his door. He kept his eyes shut, in hopes that who ever it was would just go away. After a few minutes, he got out of bed and walked to the door. When he opened it, he found the one person he didn't want to deal with, standing in front of him.

"Where have you been, Fullmetal?" Roy said in an angry voice.

Ed sighed and walked over to the couch. He sat down. Mustang took this as an invitation to enter, so he walked inside and shut the door behind himself. He sat down next to Edward, in hopes of getting a straight answer. The man had been missing for almost a month, making everyone in Mustang's unit worried. And, though he might never admit it, he himself was worried as well.

"It doesn't matter where I've been, Taisa. The point is, I am back now," Ed replied. "I'll be returning to the office tomorrow."

With that, Ed left and went into his own room once again. Roy noticed that he was in a somewhat depressive state. He had a right to be. He had lost the only family he had left and had nowhere else to turn but the military.

Roy stood up and walked over to Edward's room. He stopped in the doorway and spoke to him.

"You don't have to come in tomorrow, you can take the week off if you like," he said. "I will inform everyone that you are safe and home. I would expect them to visit you, though that is up to you." Roy paused and waited for a reply. Upon hearing nothing, he sighed and left the apartment. He hoped that Ed would feel better soon. He hated seeing the younger man like this.

He silently wished that there was something he could do. But, he knew that nothing short of bringing Alphonse back, would make Ed smile again.

I know that it's not what you all expected. I'm not that good at this type of thing. I haven't really decided where this story will go yet, but I will update it when I write the next chapter. Until then, please review? If you don't, then I will know thatyou guys hate the new story and I'll delete it for good.