OK! So, yeah I don't own Full Metal Alchemist poo, and this doesn't follow the origenal story line. Thus being labled a fan "fiction". This takes place while Ed is 15 and Al 14, yada yada. So yay - Also, yes I have seen the entire series so i know what happens isn't very, hmm, possible in some cases? But it's a fanfiction let's have some fun with the rules!

al- Uh, excuse me Riley San...

glare- What Al?

al- Um... did you have to be so mean to me in this story? ;-;

clings to- Ooohh my poor boy, of course! Because the more I love a character the more I must torture!

al- ;-; Onisan...

laughs evily-

The begining-

The rain fell hard like the beat of a soulful indian's drum. Each droplet a message of warning, fear, tears, loss. Ed stood amongst the torn armor, scraps of what once heald the beautiful soul of the last person he had in this pathetic world. Al was in that body because Ed had put him there... and he blamed himself whole heartidly. But in his foolish attempts to make light of his brother's misfortune he mearly saw his little brother as an immortal god. One that could never leave his side for his mortal shell was no more... his soul lay in that of cold, lifeless armor. Yet his very spirit made that armor so alive.

And now... it was cold once more.

"Al? Al? Please, dear god say something Al! Let me know you're still in there!"

His brother's body had suffered abuse before, but each time was spared in not reciving one scratch upon his blood seal. Yet Al did not reply, the shell he had trapped him in... lay as lifeless as the days when it was nothing but a hunk of metal in the shed. The blood seal was nowhere to be seen, and Ed feared for his little brother's soul. And he wept.

"Al... please! If you can hear me... I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry for trapping you in this damn armor! It's my fault you're like this, but please just don't leave me! I... need you Al. You're all I have..."

Angels sang their numbing tune upon Ed as there was once again, no reply from this form. Now it was shards, meaningless peices of rubbage to be desposed of with the morning garbage.

"Al... please..."

But the blood seal was destroyed.

Al, was gone.

Hesitant, Riza Hawkeye walked into the room where Ed Elric was said to be. Once inside she stood straight, right hand saluting. "Excuse me Edward San-" she blinked, seeing Ed shoving his belongings into suitcases. "Um, excuse me Edward San... what are you doing?"

"I'm leaving."

She blinked in surprise. "Leaving?"

"You heard me." he turned to face her, his face as hard as stones. He saluted as well. "I'm sorry to leave so abruptley, but as of now I quit."

He turned back to his things and added quietly. "I no longer wish to be a dog of the military."

She stuttered. "Bu-but Edward san... you've become a great asset to our missio-"

"I only joined this damn military for my brother. Now that's he's gone... I have no other reason..."

"What about your arm and leg? You've been wanting information about the philosafer's stone to regain them-"

"I don't give a shit about them anymore!" she quickly hushed as he leaned to the side, shame hanging off his face. "I... just wanted to get Al back to normal... I could care less about me... and I failed him. I no longer give a damn about that stupid stone."

"Edward San..."

Finaly finnished packing his bags he grabbed them up, turned and walked in her direction. All Riza could do was watch him as he stopped infront of her. She stared, then firmed up and saluted. "We will... miss you, sir."

He never once looked up at her. "I'll miss you guys too."

She stood firm and waited, then takin off gaurd as Ed dropped his backgage and hugged her tight around the waist. Her heart filled with sorrow at this, as she pet his back in comfort. "Good luck, Edward San... you've become quite the big man."

Finaly his gaze looked up at her, and she could see a smile hidden behind those sorrowful eyes. Even though his frown made no changes. "Thank you, First Lieutenant Hawkeye."

"My pleasure."

With that he left her arms and soon was fventuring down the hall. The news of him leaving spread like wild fire as every soldier he passed whispered to one another. "He's leaving?" "Why?" "Because of his brother?" "Oh he must be devistated."

It wasn't long till he arrived at Lieutenant Colonel Mustang's office. Inside he not only found Roy Mustang but Lieutenant Colonel Hughes as well. Both rose when they saw Ed.

"Hey Ed." Hughes grinned. Roy nodded in the boy's direction, but Ed continued to stare at the ground as if something magical were happening down there. "I just came to say, goodbye." Ed spoke quietly, yet sternly. Both men looked at Ed, Hughes in disbelife, but Roy did not change his expression.

"What do you mean Ed-"

"I'm sorry that you find this hard to believe. But I really need to go."

Hughes opened his mouth to protest, but Roy inturupted him with a smile. "Good luck to you Edward Elrick."

Both looked at the lutenit and he walked up to Ed, and saluted. Ed barely smiled at him, handing over his pocket watch. But Roy refused to take it. "No, you keep that."

"Sir?"

"Just in case. Safe travels, Full Metal Alchemist."

"Thank you... Flame Alchemist."

These simple gestures towards each other were far more then any ordianry person could ever realize. The respect between the two was nothing to be triffled with. The years of bickering and agrivation was just a strange sign of respect. There was a bond, and only those who knew them could see it.

Stepping aside, the two men saluted as did Ed. "It won't be the same without ya." Hughes smirked. Ed nodded. "Thank you..."

And then, he left. Wihtout a second glance. Without a second thought. All he knew was the road ahead of him and the cold feeling of lonliness. His partner wasn't with him... this would be the first time he and Al weren't travling along side each other towards a path unknown. As Ed thought of this, tears ventured down his cheeks. Even after this entire week, the thought of his brother's death was unbearable to him. He searched desperatly for a reason to live without his little brother... and only one name came to mind.

The travel was long as he used the train very little. And finaly after 3 days, Ed appraoched the valley that heald so many child hood memories and friends. He could almost hear the choir of angel's singing in sorrow as he passed where his home once was, the valley where they played, the pond where they would fish, the large trees where they played hide and seek. It hurt him so badly... and finaly he saw it in the distance... the home of Winry and Auntie Pinako. Approaching slowly Winry and Pinako hurried outside to see their beloved travler. Once next to each other, Ed dropped his luggage and Winry threw herself at him, hugging him tightly. "Oh Ed... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry." she wept. "It'll all be alright... you're home now... and everything is going to be all right."

Ed slowly gripped his arms around her. "Winry..."

It'll all be alright... It'll all be alright...

Scar had no idea why he fealt moved to go in this direction. He knew this was the area where that large Elrick brother, Alphonse, had been killed. Yet for some reason... he had to go... he had to, find something. Once he arrived at the metal man's graveyard he was puzzled at himself. There wasn't even anything here, why should he have come here? He wondered a moment, and finaly, it caught his eye. Something in the corner behind the trash bins and a hungry stray dog. He shoo'd the dog away and picked up the sliver of metal hiden behind the garbage... and gasped.

"T-this is!..." he heald the chard out infront of him to see it more clearly... yes, this was definatly. This was the bloodseal that bound Alphonse's soul to the armor! He shook at this realization.

"So... he has not perished... his soul is still bound to this plain, by this small peice of metal." His face griminced. "Torture..."

Gripping the metal he heald it high. "God, release this tortured soul with your grace. Do with this subject as you wish that you may work through me."

After saying this a bright light elumed through his hand, followed by a loud explosion disturbing the busy people of the town. Scar growled at the aftershock, bewildered at what just happened for he had no idea. He only had the trust for his god, that he released the young boy from his suffering. Looking down at his hand he saw as the peice of metal slowly melted away.

"I don't know... but god moves in mysterious ways."

After only a few bites of his food Ed pushed his plate away. "Thank, Winry, but ya really didn't have to make so much food."

"Is that it?" Winry cocked her head at the plate of unfinnished stew infront of Ed. "Ed you're a walking food dispenser, why aren't you hungry?"

He stood. "I dunno... I didn't sleep a whole ton last night, maybe that's it. Anyway, thanks." Walking past her he placed a hand on her shoulder, and left. Winry could only sigh and she looked over at Aunt Pinako.

"He's still so blue..."

"Well, Winry you have to realize. His brother died only two and a half weeks ago, not a year. He's still sensitive and he's gonna be for a while. Lord knows it took him weeks to get over that little Nina girl, and this is his brother."

She looked down at the dishes. "Poor Al... I, miss him..."

Pinako touched her back. "We all do dear. But he's happy now. Remember, he no longer has to be trapped in that armor. Why I think he's running around in a field more beautiful then we have here, happy as a clam."

Winry smiled and nodded. "Right."

Venturing to his bedroom, Ed plopped onto his bed, staring up at the ceiling. "Maybe... I should goto the store today..."

It helped in these moods to try and keep his mind busy with different events. Whether it be shopping, or cleaning or running an aron for Auntie Pinako."Well... Auntie Pinako goes usualy on Wednesdays... what's today..."

He began to count the days in his head. "Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday... wait, Wednesday..."

His mind froze. "In..."

Jumping off the bed, he hurried to his calender and saw it.

"Today... it's..." He stumbled backwards, and landed on his butt on the floor. His hand gripped tightly as he lowered his head in anger and sadness. "Dammit... dammit..." he punched the floor. "Dammit, dammit, dammit." with each curse he got louder, and the punches were harder till finaly there was a hole in the floor and he was screaming. Winry and Pinako rushed in quickly and Winry took Ed into his arms as he began to sob. "Ed... what is it? What-" She was cut off by Pinako clearing her throat and looking towards the calender. Winry looked as well, and her eyes grew as soft and fragile as glass. "Al's... birthday."

Winry sniffled a bit, rubbing Ed's tangled hair. "Ed... I know this is hard, believe me I know... but like Auntie Pinako said... he's happy now. He has his body back and spends all day catching frogs and fishing in his favorite lake, just like when he was normal... he's 10 all over again... so, there's no reason to be sad..."

Ed looked up at her. "What? Do you want me to believe there's a heaven? I'm a scientist Winry, there's no such thing as God! Al is probably, probably on the other side of that gate... tortured, screaming..."

"Ed... I don't believe that at all. That gate only takes people who are sacrfised through Alchemy. He's happy now Ed... he's not suffereing in that armor any more."

Ed's tear filled gaze shed that of a naive boy again as he looked at her. She smiled. "You can trust me."

A loud scream could be heard in the dead field. The ground shattered as a portal type entrence was created and the figure of a young boy crawled out. His limbs were covered in blood, and once his face was visable the bloody pours seemed to be ripping the more and more he pulled himself free. His screams were agonizing, as if the devil himself was taking a bite out of his soul. After what seemed like days to pull himself out, little Alphonse gasped and clung to the cold, wet grass beneath him. His sobs were petrifing. His chest heaved with nausia, but he could not puke anything but blood. His teary eyes were hollow yet so full of pain. He looked down at his chest, for it seemed to be a cause of his pain. And there he saw a hole, in the left corner of his chest.

"My... heart..." These two small words tore from his lungs as soon there was no more air for him to breath. He began to claw at his throat and weeze, wishing, praying. God why was he alive? Only to die again from emerging with no heart? He fell onto his back, twitching in numbed pain. When then he saw it... something, bright... warm... it seemed to be comming closser and closser to where he lay. He reached for it, yearning for the sweet warmth. Once his hand finaly grazed it, it shot straight into the hole in his chest, and he screamed in agony once more.

Al was alive... but why? Who did this? Was it brother? He couldn't even remember how he had died... the last thing he remembered was he and his brother trying to revive their mother...

That had to be it. He had been killed while trying to use Alchemy as a sin. And maybe afterwards his brother braught him back... but what of Ed now? Was he?...

"Ed..." his small voice was weak. One noise petruding through his throat scratched him like daggers. "Ed... help me..."

Wh

fin-

wh00t ok, that was chapter one - I'm almost done with chapter two so I shall post it once I'm doooone.