Summary-Edward got his brothers body back, and now they live with Winry in Resembool. Rose lives with them, she moved in after Pinako died. But something is wrong with Al, though he won't tell anybody. What will happen to the young sixteen year old now? AlxRose, EdxWinry.
Ages-Ed is eighteen. Al is seventeen. Rose is sixteen, and so is Winry is seventeen.
Disclaimer: I do not own the great story that is Full metal Alchemist. Nor do I own the awesome song that will be in this story.
Taken place in 1923, Resembool, Germany.
Romance says goodnight, and so does Al.
Alphonse Elric stared out over the water, the moonlight reflected off of it, and went into his brown eyes, giving the pupil a liquid look. He sighed heavily; he didn't hear the small foot steps coming toward him.
He suddenly felt cold small hands on his eyes; he took hold of them and smirked.
"Guess who" it said. Al knew that voice.
"Rose?!" Al replied peeling the hands back out of his eyes. He turned around and at the same time pulled Rose's hand back to her side. She smiled at him, Al smiled back.
"What are you doing here" Al asked her.
"Edward told me I would find you here. He said you have a knack for disappearing and coming to the bridge" Rose answered leaning against concrete railing that was holding her from falling into the water.
"Yeah Ed knows me too well" Al said half laughing.
"So what were you doing out here by yourself….it's cold" Rose asked him, brushing his brown hair aside.
"Don't know, I just came here because I wanted to. I like the way the moon looks on the water" Al said, staring into the star dotted water.
"Me too…..it's pretty" Rose said.
"Yeah but, not as pretty as you" Al said, making Rose blush.
"Your so nice Al" she said hiding her face in her hands. Al laughed, and took her hands away from her face. They looked into each other's eye, and then Rose smiled.
"Hey Al….do you want to go get some…..coffee, and cake or something" she asked him. Al let his friendly grasp on her wrist go, and smiled.
"Yeah...I'm buying" Al said. They started walking, and soon came to a small café.
Ed sat on the couch, drinking a small glass of champagne. He was twirling the liquid inside it, and pondering his thoughts until a wrench came flying out of now where and hit him on top of his blonde head.
"What the hell Winry" he yelled putting down the glass.
"Go find Al" she yelled back. Ed sighed; Winry was so used to protecting them that she didn't realize that Rose wasn't there.
"Al is seventeen damn years old Winry! He's fine. Rose is with him anyway" Ed said, as he watched her sit on the couch. Winry seemed to relax.
"Oh she is she" Winry said suspiciously, her mouth curving into a smirk.
"Yeah" Ed replied bored.
"You made a mistake" Winry said in sing song voice. Ed looked at her questionably. She went on to answer him: "they both like…..love each other. Who knows when they'll get home now"Winry said rolling her eyes.
"Al isn't going to...do anything you pervert! Rose is only sixteen anyway…..they'll be home soon" Ed said finishing the last of his wine.
"Fine" Winry said, and abruptly laid her head on Ed's lap. Ed looked down at her, he rolled his eyes, but a few minutes later a was unaware of himself stroking her soft blonde hair.
He soon fell asleep with his head resting on his palm, and Winry was asleep on his lap, the fire crackling.
Al and Rose were dangling their feet over the ledge of the stone, the rushing water under it. Rose was holding on to his arm, afraid that if she let go she might be swept away by the rushing water under her.
Rose rested her head on his shoulder, Al had his arm around her torso. He sighed contently, it was quiet and Al thought Rose was asleep.
"Rose" he whispered. "Rose let's head back home….mm'kay?" he asked her. Rose nodded her head, and allowed Al to pull her up.
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Al opened the door and Rose stepped over the threshold Al closing the door behind her. Rose snickered lightly and Al looked over her head to see what she was laughing about. Ed and Winry lay on the couch.
Both of them lying down on the couch, their heads touching, and Ed's arm over Winry. Al let out a breath.
"Let's go" Al said. Rose nodded and they both walked up stairs.
Rose turned into her room and Al turned into his, but not before he lightly kissed her on the cheek. Then he turned in his room and shut the door. He plopped on his bed, breathing heavily.
Why was he breathing so heavily? His breathing suddenly became shortened. He held his breath, and then let it out. The end of his breath only came out in a cough. He coughed, and coughed, and then choked up on….his own blood.
There it was bright and crimson colored on his pale hand. He wiped it on the towel in the bathroom, and then he got rid of the bloody towel in the hamper.
He washed his face and the blood around his mouth. Now he lay on the bed, suddenly extremely tired. He closed his eyes, but opened them again.
He couldn't sleep…all he could think about is it happened again. This was the third time it had happened, when would it happen again, what was it? And…..was it life threatening?
A/N- Hi!!!!...don't ask. This is just a random story, so bare with me. And it's also very short …seriously. Okay well NO FLAMES!!...and please review.