Watching
Although I was not used of staying awake alone in the middle of the night at first, I became quite used to it.
Long time ago, when I was first stack in this suite of armor and can't slept, ate, or felt, I was depressed.
I used to slept at brother's side. Whenever I felt cold, brother would offered his warmth.
When I was hungry, brother was the first one who would asked me what I want to eat.
And even though I was now in a suit of armor, a cold, unfeeling thing, brother was still do these nice things to me. He was the greatest brother I've ever seen.
Behind those harsh, stubborn personality, brother was kind and soft. He would do anything for the good.
He would smile to cheer other people. Those famous smile of his. His smile. It can sometimes be cheeky, or even evil. Yet, it is often warming. Brother's smile was the warmest smile I've ever seen besides mother's.
And he always put himself on second gear when it comes to me. I was sometimes annoyed with that.
He also needed to changed back his automails to limbs. And yet, he always said that our goal was to resurrect my body back. He was always the one who carry the burden.
Brother was always kind to people. He always helped them, though not always in the right ways. The other way around goes to me. I'm useless. I can't be people's hero in this cold, hollow metal.
Useless. Even now. All I could do when I couldn't sleep was watching. Watching my brother sleeping. Sometimes, I can't stand watching him all night long.
Just like tonight. Because all I could do was sitting there quietly. Only watching.
Watching brother… as tears fall from his closed eyes from the nightmare of our lives.
-FIN-
A/N: Is it horrible? No? Please tell me… This is the first time I write FMA fanfic… Rate it, from 1-10… Really… I need your opinions…