Hey again. I typed this up on my iPod, so it's really super short. Is it what you would call a drabble? I don't get the talk on here...
Anyway, I just wanted to post this. I know, it's all short and such, but maybe I'll add on later...
Disclaimer: Don't own FMA... but I do own an Ed jacket ^^
"Oh... God no... No... This can't be right!" I yelled. Tears threatened to fall. Tears that I had been holding for too long now. "Roy, please. Tell me it isn't true!" I sobbed. Roy looked at me with genuine sadness. He shook his head and his shoulders shook slightly as he took a deep breath.
"No Fullmetal, it's true. You have..." Roy couldn't hold it anymore. His shoulders shook as he let out a sob, resting his head on his hands. I felt hot tears roll down my face. It couldn't be true. I only had forty-eight hours to live, and my brother was stuck on a train, still coming to meet me.
Two years ago, I had been on a mission in one of Amestris's many mining towns to inspect the mines. The mines had given me a rare lung disease. Thankfully, Al hadn't got it, with him being in his armor. But now that he got his body back, he wanted to be able to spend time with me. That's when I got really sick. I had been in the hospital for a day, and they tell me I have an incurable disease. What was Al going to say? Or, what would he do when I'm gone? It was hardly fair that he gets to Central after visiting Winry in Resembool, then coming back and watching me die.
"Roy, promise me you'll look after Al when I'm gone. Please, make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. And don't tell him I have this when you pick him up from the train station either. I don't want him to worry. If he asks, tell him it's a minor cold." Roy looked at me. He had a look of total disbelief. "Promise me?" he took a shuddering breath and nodded. I sighed and layer back in my hospital bed. I keep thinking about what we would do tomorrow. What if I did die as we were walking around? I didn't want to put Al through that.
"Roy?" I whimpered. He looked up at me. "I'm afraid to die. I don't want to leave Al alone. I know he's going to do something irrational, like suicide or something," I took a shuddering breath, "but I guess death is the high cost of living." I smirked. Damn alchemy books drilled that into our heads. Roy looked at me.
"What are you planning to do? he asked accusingly. I chuckled. You couldn't get anything past Roy.
"I want to show him that if he can live one day without me, he can last until he dies." I rested my automail arm on my forehead. The cool metal calmed me some.
"That's cruel, Ed. Why would you do that? Alphonse is a fragile person." I sighed.
"I don't want him doing anything stupid. He's going to be convinced that he can't live without me. I know he can though. He's got Winry, granny, and... you, along with everyone else in the military." I paused, debating what to say next. When nothing came, I decided to say something I've wanted to say to Roy. "Roy...?"
"Yeah?"
"You know I consider you a father... Right? I'm grateful for all you've done for me and Al throughout the years. Ever though you're a pain in the ass..." I actually got him to smile through his tears. It made me happy.
"I've considered you like a son for a long time too." he smiled.