Disclaimer: I don't own fma... though it would be great if i did

warnings: elricest, yaoi in second chapter (not finished).

okey dokey.. this is my first elricest so I hope you enjoy it D
plz R&R.. but no pointless flames... if you dont like elricest dont read it thx!!

The door slammed shut, as Ed stormed into the room. He shouted a wide strand of curses at Mustang, until seeing Al's puzzled and worried face.

"What's wrong, brother?" as he usually did when Ed came home early.

"Nothing very serious, Mustang has just been getting on my case lately. I'm fine."

"You sure brother?" Al asked again, studying his brother's face, "You look a bit pale."

"I'm fine, Al" said Ed, raising his tone.

"Alright, brother, dinners-"

"I'm not hungry," Edward interrupted.

"You're eating," Alphonse said in a commanding tone.

"I'm-Not-Hungry," declared Ed.
"You're eating."

This went on for a while, as both of them, hardly noticing, kept leaning in, daring the other to continue.

Finally when they were nearly forehead to forehead, and this became non-sense, Al declared, "Brother, just-" Al then tripped over his brother's untied shoelaces, with his arms out, toppling Ed over as well. "E-E-Ed, I-I'm-"

"Shh," Ed shushed as he put a finger over Al's pale lips, and then used the same hand, while gazing up into Al's beautifully blue eyes, to brush back Al's long, golden hair behind his ear. "It's okay, let's just go eat."

A crimson blush came over Al's face from that remark as he starred down into his brother's deep, golden eyes. He used ones of his hands to take his brother's and said a bit above a whisper, "Okay."

Al, still holding Ed's hand, also helped him up as he stood the same height as his brother. Ed began taking his long, red coat off as Al hurried to help him.

"Al, I got it, you can go eat now."

"Okay, brother but hurry up," Al replied as he walked through the door frame and into the kitchen.

No more than a minute later Ed came into the room, wearing nothing but his light blue boxers and his clean white undershirt. Al nearly spilt the tea he was drinking as Ed walked in and sat down in front of him for dinner.

As they both sat at the small brown table, Ed continued eating his, now cold, rice, while Al starred at him. He noticed, but never made eye contact.

'What is this strange feeling?' thought Al as he starred in amazement and also eating his rice. 'Why is it that each time I look at him now, I get these feelings like butterflies in my stomach or my face heating up? Could this be… No. He's my brother. How could I think of him that way?'

Several minutes had passed neither of the brothers speaking, both deep in thought by now. Al could hear the clock ticking and thunder beginning to sound outside. Al turned noticing now it had already started to sprinkle and had an occasional drop hit the window.

"Brother, it'd be best if you were dressed in something warmer," said Al looking toward his brother, who now had goose bumps covering his skin, with a worried expression.

Ed said nothing, still starring out the window, rain nearly pouring now.

Al let out a sigh at his older brother's ignorance and got up to go grab some blankets. Just then, as he wrapped a large, brown blanket over his brother's shivering shoulders, a stream of lightning struck a nearby telephone pole. The lights began flickering on and off as the power faded and finally ceased leaving no lights in the house, and no electricity was left on the small, yet homily, street. The sun hadn't set yet, but it wasn't all that easy to tell with all the grey clouds hovering in the sky. The house was dark now, not to the point where you couldn't see anything but it was fairly grayish.

"I'm going to go light a fire, it's terribly cold, ok brother?" said Al as he started to shiver.

"Yeah," was all he said as Al left the room, dragging a large, green and white patterned blanket over his shoulders.

'Why is it that I can hardly contain myself around Al? Ever since he's had his body back, it's been a completely different story.' Ed thought to himself, still starring out the window as rain hit it, 'I can't allow Al to be hurt like that. I'm such a terrible brother.' A single tear fell from his right eye and down his cheek as he began writing something.

Meanwhile Al scurried to light the fireplace, to provide some warmth to the small house that he and his brother shared.

After a while of desperately trying light it without matches his brother came in, blanket drooped over him. He smiled, trying to hide his sadness that Al hardly noticed, and asked, "Need some help?"

Al nodded, handing him the starter. Ed scraped it hard sending sparks into the nearly aflame pit. Finally the fire began to burn, growing larger and feeding on the remaining wood. There wasn't much left so Ed stood and said, "I'm going to go get more wood for the fire."

"Okay, be careful brother. And take this," said Al, as he handed Ed a blue umbrella.

"Thanks," was all the blonde said as he took the umbrella and through a small piece of paper at the fire. Ed slammed the door shut behind him as he went out to the shed to get the firewood.

The paper Ed had tried to throw into the fire had missed. Al picked it up and was about to toss it in when he noticed the words "Dearest Alphonse." He quickly unfolded the crinkled paper and began reading…

"Dearest Alphonse,

Long story short, I love you Al. I always have and always will. Everyday I say that though, I don't mean, I just love you as a brother, but maybe something more. I know I'm a disgusting and perverted fraud to feel this way about you, my only sibling, but I feel that I'm afraid that if I stay I'll not only be hurting myself, but I may hurt you as well. That is the least thing I want to happen to you, Al. You're all grown-up now. You can face things that many others can't. So as my last words to you, 'Live a strong life, and live happily. Forget me.'

-Edward Elric"

Al re-read it over and over puzzled, until, he understood what his brother meant by it. "NO!!!" he screamed as loud as he possibly could. He ran through the door, also noticing his brother had left the umbrella behind. The shed's door was wide open as he ran toward it, faster than he had ever ran in his life. He found Ed, eyes closed, holding a dagger in his hands, holding it against his chest, but not piercing the skin yet. "Goodbye, my beloved brother."

"No!!" Al screamed as he ran, smacking the knife from his brothers shivering hands, and embraced his brother in his arms, "Ed, I'd never want you dead. I love you too much. And I'd never be able to live without you. Because I love you." Al began crying from being so scared and happy at the same time.

"Al," said Ed hugging his younger brother back and crying, "I'm sorry."

They stood, holding each other with tears of happiness and joy falling from both of their eyes.

"Al?"

"Yes, brother?"

"I'm cold," Ed replied, as he felt shivers go down his back.

Al then remembered that they were still out side and that his brother and him were both soaking wet with no blankets. He looked at Ed's pale face, they were both the same height now, his lips were blue. When, in the blink of an eye, his brother had pressed his lips against his. He felt his brother's tongue desperately searching for a way into Al's delicious mouth. Al gladly let him in and explored his brother's as well. They were in a deep lip lock for about 30 more seconds as they broke the kiss panting.

"Any warmer, brother?" questioned Al between breathes.

"Much warmer," he replied with a half-smile half-smirk with his now being red lips.

Al smiled along with his brother, now grabbing his hand, and pulling him to come inside. They both ran to the door and shut it behind them. The house wasn't all that much warmer than outside and the fire had died down to nearly nothing. They had forgotten the wood. Though practically too late now. They were wet, cold, and shivering with goose bumps while turning red.

Ed turned and picked up his brother, who was surprisingly very light. He carried him to the couch in front of the fire and found some extra scraps to burn. Al sat on the couch warming his hands as his brother peered out the window. Its was hailing now, hard than before, when it was raining.

Ed returned and sat beside Al. Al swung the blanket over his brother and scooted closer to lean on his brother's shoulder. Ed looked down at his cute and smiling brother, put his arm around his waist, and whispered, "I love you, Al."

Al looked up and pressed his lips against Ed's for a short but sweet kiss, "I know, but I love you even more," he said as they parted, now starring into each other's shining eyes which glistened even more with the well-lit fire.

Sorry.. its realy not that good of an ending for a chapter but i'll update soon D

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