Al's Christmas List

Warnings: CUTE NOSTALGIC OOC FLUFF AHOY!

And it could be construed as Elricest if you squint and are pervy enough

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So here you are I am proud (not really this is pretty crappy) to present

Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING related to Fullmetal Alchemist except an Al plushie and Roy Mustang pillow. Nor do I own anything related to the song Grown-up Christmas List.

Al's Christmas List

Alphonse Elric loved Christmas when he had been a little boy and even now years older (and feeling even older than he was) he still labeled this as his favorite time of year. He remembered visiting Santa with Ed and his mother, sitting on Santa's knee and asking for gifts (always a kitty). But now he was older and at the age where he should stop believing in Santa Claus.

He stared out the window at the snow covering command center and the city surrounding it. Oh what could it hurt? It's the day before Christmas Eve Ed wouldn't be back for a while and he had nothing better to do.

Al reached for a piece of paper off of the desk on the far side of the room that he and Nii-san shared and found a pen in the drawer. He sat on the floor to write. It was harder now that he was in this armor to manipulate a pen or pencil and his first words were sloppy.

Dear Santa,

Do you remember me? I sat upon your knee. I wrote to you with childhood fantasies. Well I'm all grown-up now and still need help somehow. I'm not a child but my heart still can dream. So here's my life long wish, my grown-up Christmas list. Not for my self but for a world in need.

Al paused for a second lost in the memories of all that Nii-san and he had seen and felt over the past few years. All the lives they had seen destroyed or forever changed their own included. Nina and their mother; all that Teacher had to give up and Colonel Mustang had been ordered to do. He inwardly frowned as he continued.

No more lives torn apart, that wars would never start and time would heal all hearts. Everyone would have a friend and right would always win and love would never end. This is my grown-up Christmas list.

His brother would think that he was being stupid for writing this but he knew Ed felt similarly. Ed was loud and said a lot of things were stupid particularly feelings. Feelings that Ed was too afraid to feel. Even as kids Ed would call Al and idiot for missing their father because he didn't want to admit he missed him too. But Al would cry or feel hurt and Ed would give in and comfort his baby brother. Ed was always there for Al he was the only one who saw past the impenetrable shell of armor and saw his fragile innocent brother who was still a kid regardless of the body he possessed.

As children we believed that the grandest sight to see was something lovely wrapped beneath our tree. Well heaven surely knows that packages and bows can never heal a hurting human soul.

So no more lives torn apart that wars would never start and time would heal all hearts. Everyone would have a friend and right would always win and love would never end. That is my grown-up Christmas list.

How could people be so cruel? Al wondered. It wasn't right. The world that he and Ed were a part of seemed so dark even at Christmas time. People were supposed to love each other.

What is this illusion called the innocent of youth. Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth.

You see ,Santa, it's only right that No more lives are torn apart that wars would never start and time could heal all hearts. That everyone would have a friend and right would always win and love would never end. This is my grown up Christmas list.

Love,

Alphonse Elric

With a smile to himself he placed the letter on the desk and sat on the end of his bed to stare out the frosty window. Ed would finish making his report (a.k.a. getting verbally assaulted by the Colonel. cough sneeze) in a little while so he had some time to himself. After a few minutes left to his own thoughts Al drifted into the closest thing to sleep a suit of armor can.

Ed came home two hours later the hem of his red coat slightly singed. He opened the door quietly so he wouldn't scare his brother. He smiled. Al was snoozing on the foot of his bed by the window. The image of armor was replaced by a much younger vision of his baby brother by the window of their home waiting for a sign of Santa late one Christmas Eve. He gently kissed his brothers head. He glanced at the desk and saw a note.

Dear Santa, It read curious Ed sat on his bed letter in hand.

Do you remember me? I sat upon your knee. Ed smiled at the memory of Al dragging him one crisp winter day up a hill to meet Santa. When they reached the big red man himself Al got shy and hid behind him. (Santa was bigger than he thought)

"Don't worry, Al. I'll go first and show you it's safe." Al nodded cautiously letting Ed go. What if Santa ate him? Hey he was four he had a right to be a bit ridiculous. Ed helped himself to a spot on Santa's knee.

"Hello there little boy" Santa had said "have you been a good boy."

"Yup" Ed smiled boldly (a trait he possessed the rest of his life).

"And what do you want for Christmas?"

"Well I want this really cool Alchemy set in town and I really want to get it for Christmas. It has little bottles of elements and things to practice on! I really want it."

Santa chuckled at him "I'll see what I can do."

"Thanks!" Ed chirped and hopped down. "See Al nothing to worry about."

Al nervously walked up to Santa who picked him up. He eeped as he was placed on a red knee.

"Have you been a good boy this year?"

"I-I think so. No wait! I broke Ed's toy truck in April. He fixed it and I hadn't meant to but I didn't ask to borrow it and"

"Ho Ho! Little one, one bad thing doesn't make you a bad boy and I think he forgives you." Ed nodded behind Al. "Now what do you want for Christmas?"

Al thought for a moment a look of serious contemplation on his baby face

"A KITTY!" Al exclaimed happily as Ed and his Mother smacked their head is in exasperation. Al then leaned in close to Santa to whisper in his ear. "But what I really want is this. You see there's this Alchemy set that Nii-san saw in town a while ago and Mommy said it was too expensive. I know we can't afford it, that's why I am asking you for it, Santa." He slid down from Santa's lap and took Ed's hand and followed their mother home.

"You know Al," Ed said as they walked. "You didn't have to waste your Christmas wish on me."

Al blushed "But you really want it! I know it'll make you happy! And I like it when you're happy."

Ed smiled at the memory and read on.

"No more lives torn apart that wars would never start. And time would heal all hearts! Everyone would have a friend and right would always win and love would never end. This is my grown-up Christmas list."

A sad smile touched his lips. Al was just like that. To wish everyone else's problems away. He finished the letter and then the p.s.

"P.S. I know it's selfish but if you could help fix nii-san I would be the happiest boy on the planet ( planet was crossed out) galax ( galaxy was unfinished and crossed out) Anywhere!

Love,

Alphonse

(Again)"

Ed smiled and felt his throat burn as he got up and his eyes burn a bit as his situated himself in between Al's legs. And one or two tears fell as he hugged as much of Al's chest as he could before falling asleep there himself.

Riza Hawkeye dragged Col. Roy Mustang with her through the dorms. When she heard Roy let it slip that the boys weren't going to the Rockbell's for Christmas she had decided that they would be staying with Roy and her.

She knocked on their door quietly when no one answered she opened the door a crack and peered inside. A warm smile crossed her face and she let herself in. Roy's grumpy face smoothed and he smiled fondly at the two Hell-raisers sleeping on the bed by the only window in the room.

While Riza got them a blanket Roy spotted a paper in Ed's hand.

"What are you reading Colonel? If it's personal you shouldn't"

Roy frowned at her glare "It's Al's Christmas list."

Riza tucked the blanket from Ed's bed around the boys while Roy read it to her. She kissed them on the head and left them a note that she would be back at ten tomorrow morning and that the boys would be spending Christmas at her house and sorry Edward Roy would be there.

"Good Night, boys" Riza whispered.

"G'night Boys" Roy nodded toward them and shut the door quietly.

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL FULLMETAL ALCHEMITS AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!

Yaay Author notes!

So okay

The whole Alchemy set thing is like a Chemistry set but Fullmetal-ified

Also I don't think they were into Alchemy when they were only four and five but Hey they are now

Also I think that Riza and Izumi are the most like mothers to the boys. Riza is the military mom and Izumi is the moral life lesson mom. Riza can tell them to do something or tell them that what they are doing is wrong and NOT sound like a self righteous snot. Izumi can tell them they are wrong and comes off scary. So yeah. OOC for Hawkeye, yes, but it all works out in my mind