Summary: Ed is alone; he barely talks to Al .He lives as a sorcerer…the last sorcerer. Roy is a dragon that changes into human and goes to their school; he immediately notices Ed. Thought of when listening to the song Nobody's Home. Al doesn't know about the sorcerer in Ed and just doesn't understand his brother's behavior leaving Ed with no one.
Alphonse grabbed the keys to his car, "Ed! Hurry up or I'll leave you!" Ed stalked down the stairs his backpack, a black and red messenger bag, on his shoulder. He was wearing a black messenger hat, that teacher's allowed students to wear, with his bangs covering his eyes. He looked at Al nodded and went to the car sitting in the passenger seat. Al was given his driver's license when he was 15 and now half a year later he could drive anyone around.
Al went in the car and started it; driving the short drive to schoole looked at Al HH
. Ed climbed out of the car heading to the hill behind the school and climbing up a tree. He sat there watching all the teens pass by laughing. He had dirt on all of them. Since no one never really noticed him he saw a lot of things.
He watched the track team pass by laughing. He had desperately wanted to join but they would have rejected him, he had sensed it.
He pulled out his sketch book and glanced at the time on his i-pod. Classes started in forty minutes enough time for a sketch. Pulling out a pencil he looked around at the people, looking for something to sketch. He saw Al smiling with a group of his friends.
Ed looked at them wistfully; Al's birthday was coming up in two days and yesterday he said he was having a sleepover at his friends' house and Al would be back on his birthday. Smiling in his mind he started to draw a cat, curled up and sleeping.
Thirty minutes later he had finished three pictures of cats. He was going to put them in a portfolio to say sorry that they couldn't have one. There were seventeen pages left. He jumped down from the tree, and walked to his first class, English.
He was an A student and therefore didn't need to pay attention. He got there with seven minutes to spare. Sitting at his seat he started sketching again. The ball rang, that didn't even lift Ed's eyes to the front of the classroom. He drew with eagerly, this was one of the few things he could do for his brother.
The class soon ended, with Ed finishing five more pictures. He stood leaving the classroom yawning. Walking to History he heard a bunch of girls gossiping. "Did you hear? There's a new kid!" a blonde said. The others squealed much to Ed's dislike, "Yeah, I saw him! He has black hair and the darkest eyes! OMG and his body!" a brunette yelled almost dying on the spot. Ed walked a little quicker to get away from the squealers.
A new kid? They hadn't had one in so long they were practically on the endangered list. He was also a big deal too. Ed shook his head; he didn't have time to think about this! He only had twelve pictures left. He sat down in his history class and immediately started drawing. The teachers gave him free reign since he aced the tests without trying. As long as he had A's he didn't have to do much.
He had started the basic shapes when the teacher cleared his throat. Ed looked up and saw a teen that had black hair and dark eyes. This must be the guy those girls were talking about. Disregarding him Ed went back to his drawings. "You'll sit in the seat behind Alphonse, the blonde haired grey eyed boy."
Ed's head snapped up, the seat behind Al's was the on next to his. And was unfortunately the only seat left. The teen walked up the aisle and sat at the desk next to Ed's. "His name is Roy Mustang." Then with writing a few words on the board, the class assignment, he sat at his desk grading homework.
All attention turned to Roy and to Ed's horror, himself. The girls glared jealously at the guy who they hadn't realized was in their class. And even worse Ed could feel pain bubbling in his stomach. The pain he had gotten from saving Al; the pain that would have killed him if he wasn't a sorcerer.
Said pain came back at the worst times and could be slightly relieved if he cast a spell but he wouldn't dare do one in public. He bit his lip; if he just up and left they would probably start paying attention to him yet if he sat here he would get their attention regardless.
To his surprise anger that he'd been shielding for so long rose to the surface. He tried pushing it down so it wouldn't take control of his powers but it was no use, the anger was bloodthirsty. His hands clenched tightly cracking the fragile pencil in his hands to splinters.
They stared, immediately quiet and Ed turned back to his sketching. A cheerleader smirked and unfortunately for her she was one of the mean ones. "What? Is the wimp showing some backbone?" The teacher's interest was perked and Ed saw him gazing at the crowd of students with a smirk. It was because he knew that Ed could beat the shit out of them.
"Oh wait, you don't talk." Her last comment did it.
"Shut the fuck up." They all stared at Ed in shock; none of them had ever heard him talk before.
"Wha- do you know who I am?" she demanded.
"No and yet I find myself not caring." Ed knew that her name was Riza but he wasn't showing it.
"You jerk! I'll have my boyfriend kill you!"
Ed grinned; a grin that sent many of them shivering. Al looked at the ground in embarrassment.
"I'd like to see him try." And with that Ed grabbed another pencil and started drawing. The boyfriend walked up, it was a guy named Havoc, and he was the quarterback in the school's football team. He pulled Ed out of the chair by his shirt, "At lunch we'll have a duel then I'll kill you."
Ed shrugged as Havoc threw him to the ground. Fortunately the bell rang. Ed got up grabbing his stuff and walked out of the room to his next class, Math and after that lunch.
Math passed by uneventfully and Ed had only five drawings left. He walked to the cafeteria smug, he was going to win. The way duels worked was that with a teacher's supervision two students could fight each other to the point where one was close to death. It wasn't the smartest idea but it reduced the amount of fights.
The tables had been pushed to the walls creating a fighting arena in the middle of the room. They all glared at him, even Al. Al looked as if he knew Havoc would win, Ed couldn't blame his brother for having such little faith in him though. Even the new kid was glaring at him yet it was different from all the others, as if he didn't want to see Ed get hurt yet he couldn't do anything about it. He set down his bag near the teacher and stood across from Havoc. The teacher blew his whistle and the match started.
Havoc charged him; Ed swiftly dodged him landing a punch to Havoc's side. Everyone looked shocked and Havoc spit out some blood, "Just beginners luck." Havoc smirked at Ed, "Why ya actin' so tough? I saw that you were drawing cats in that notebook of yours," Ed's widened as Havoc continued, "Are you so girly that you'd draw cats or was it a gift? Who would want cats, they at the bottom it said I'm sorry. What are you sorry for being born?"
Ed saw red; he undid his coat and threw it at his backpack showing him wearing leather pants and a silver lined tank top. He took off his hat and has blonde hair cascaded down his back in a braid.
They looked shocked and some girls even blushed. "Shut the fuck up!" Ed yelled charging at the larger teen and giving him a left hook in the face. Havoc fell onto his back, "You don't know anything." He growled out repeatedly punching the teen on the face. The teacher ran forward, a lady named Mrs. Izumi, and grabbed the smaller boy's arms, locking them behind his back.
She whispered in his ear effectively calming him down while the rest of them stared in shock, Ed had won? Ed roughly stood up, got his things and left. He ran his hands through his hair and went to the tree he had sat in this morning. By the time he was on a high branch he was breathing harshly; his magic was lose since his emotions were running wild.
He tried to calm down but he couldn't, he was too far gone. Diving deep in his mind he thought; what could calm him down? A simple spell or potion would work but using one in school would be risky, especially if someone saw. What should he do?
He had always carried a calming potion with him in his locker and… the nurse! Ed mentally wacked himself; the nurse was a healer and she kept a calming potion! He hopped out of his tree and went to the nurse's office. He doubted Havoc would be in there, he'd need a doctor for what Ed did to him.
Opening the door he was right, the office was practically empty and the only one in it was the nurse. "Ms. Curtis!" Ed gasped out shutting the door. He stumbled to her private office using the door frame for support. Hearing the panic in his voice Ms. Curtis looked up, "Edward?"
Ed's eyes were wide and his hair was disheveled, "The calming potion; where is it?" Ms. Curtis jumped up moving past Ed. She had blonde hair that was in a bun and kind eyes that could turn evil in an instant.
She went to the main room and reached in a cabinet full of medicine and grabbed a bottle that was covered in leather and had blue ties around the neck. She handed it to the distressed boy, "Do you want any tea to put it in?"
Ed shook his head, "Not enough time." He muttered before swallowing what he estimated to be a teaspoon. Breathing harshly he slumped down into a chair, concentrating on keeping his breathing slow. "Ms. Curtis, can I have a pass to go home?"
"No," Ed's eyes widened, "You need to learn how to face your fears."
"I'm not afraid." Ed said, suddenly the bell rang.
"Go to class Edward." Ms. Curtis said pulling out a scalpel and aiming it at the boy. Ed paled and left the room. He headed towards his next class, AP physics. He walked in the class sitting in his usual seat in the back.
He received tons of stares, he could hear them whispering about him and to top it off Roy sat next to him again. After their lesson, that Ed didn't pay attention to instead finishing the cat drawings, they had some free time; which was spent talking about the fight between Ed and Havoc.
Ed sighed, due to the potion he'd stay calm but he found it annoying that they were still talking about the fight. Roy leaned over, "You don't look like the type to fight."
Ed glanced over; he was back to the self that everyone else knew. He shrugged, everyone thought he was the type that kind of acted like a goody two shoes.
"You fight pretty well."
Shrug.
"Where'd you learn how?"
Shrug.
"Will you say anything?" Roy asked clearly frustrated.
Ed smiled, "No."
Roy growled at Ed's antics and his eyes narrowed. Roy looked like he was about to yell at Ed when the bell rang. Ed's next classes passed by fast, P.E and then Alchemy. The two passed by quickly without anything eventful happening.
He walked home since Al had to go to the sleepover. When he was halfway there it started raining. Boy was his life fucked up.
Now to Al!
Al drove to Winry's house with Sciezska, Winry, and Russell. They were staying at Winry's house since hers was the biggest. Al had been embarrassed and surprised at his brother's actions earlier; when had he learned to fight?
Winry, who was sitting in the passenger's seat, grinned at him, "Your brother's awesome! How does he know how to fight?"
Al was annoyed, all people talked about was Ed's fight, "I don't know; maybe it's another one of those things that I don't know about him." Winry froze; did Al really know his brother?
She nervously licked her lips, "Al; why don't we have it at your house, there's enough space and you need to sort out some things with your brother." The other's nodded their heads in agreement.
"But that'll ruin the sleep over."
Winry nodded, "Not really, how many friends does Ed have?" Al thought about it did Ed have any friends?
"None." Al said sighing in defeat; he started driving toward his house when it started raining. Using a blue tooth he called Ed.
"Hello?"
"Brother?" Al asked hearing loud noises. Ed grunted in response and shivered?
"The sleepover has been switched to our house. Is that okay?"
"Yeah." The older said. Al sighed, his brother barely talked to him.
Back to Ed:
Ed was cold he would use a simple heating spell but the glow from casting it would be suspicious. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Pulling up his hood so it wouldn't get wet he answered it, "Hello?"
"Brother?" he heard Al ask. He responded with a grunt, not trusting himself not to shiver. A small one got lose; damn.
"The sleepover has been switched to our house. Is that okay?"
"Yeah." Why would he ask if it was ok, he lived there too?
Ed had a feeling that there was something deeper to this. Shrugging it off; he found himself in front of his house. "I'm sorry for embarrassing you." Ed whispered hanging up. He stepped into the house and walked up the stairs to his room. Still slightly shivering he used a quick spell to remove all the water from on his body. Concentrating the water so that it formed a ball in his hand; he walked to the bathroom connected to his room and released it so that it fell into the sink.
He walked back into his bedroom now dried and lowered himself onto his soft black bed. He started his homework, breezing right through it. Finished he heard the door open, must be Al and his friends. Shrugging them off he went down stairs, pulling out his ponytail, causing his hair to cascade down his back.
Yawning, he entered the living room and headed to the backdoor. "Brother, wait a second." Al called causing Ed to turn around. He looked questioningly at his younger brother. Al nervously fidgeted, "Um this is Winry, Sciezska, and Russel." Ed nodded at them.
"And…um Ed; I kinda want to talk to you so will you sit down?" Ed was confused, did he do something wrong? He made his way to a chair sitting down while the rest of them sat in various chairs and couches.
"I was wondering what's wrong with you?" Ed was honestly surprised and it clearly showed it on his face.
"What's wrong with me?" He slowly asked, his mind still trying to grasp the concept. Was there something wrong with him? Besides the constant pain and him being a wizard.
"Yeah, you barely talk and always go outside."
Ed looked down at his hands, "I'm sorry."
"Stop saying that!" Ed looked up surprised; Al had stood up and yelled. Al never yelled, "You always say you're sorry but are you really! Are you really sorry for what happened all those years ago! Are you really sorry that you caused mom and dad's death?"
Ed froze, Al blamed him? He was always afraid that Al did but it hurt more to hear him say it. It stirred something deep in him, anger.
"You don't remember what even happened do you?" Ed asked accusingly. Al shook his head; adding fuel to Ed's fire. "If you don't know what happened how can you blame me? Did you know that I almost died saving your life? Did you know that the only reason you were in a coma so long was because you refused to remember anything. I took all the pain for you and tried my best but I still couldn't save them. Did you know the reason I'm still in pain is from taking what was dealt out to you?"
Al stood shocked and guilty, "How would I know that if you never told me."
"Why would I tell you, bring up some memory that caused us so much pain, and still does?" Ed said getting up and runing out of the back door. The house was right next to a small forest; there was nothing dangerous and they owned all of it so they used to play in it. Ed ran to a small shed with a small garden surrounding it. It was where he made his potions.
He had always felt out of place at his home so he built this one. Al never found out about it and the little cottage felt like home. Flopping down on the bed he frowned, the calming potion should have worked earlier but it hadn't which meant that he didn't take enough or his power was growing.
He grimaced at the last option he would have to go through more lengths to keep it under control and exhaust his energy even more. Closing his eyes he concentrated on his magic; on the feel of it, the touch of it and even the small of it. Mentally measuring the amounts he cursed, it had increased.
That made his life harder. He sighed, what would he do, it was hard enough to control his magic and with the amount of pain he has it will ruin the control he had already established. His breathing became harsh and pain spiked his abdomen.
Rolling off the bed he clutched his stomach; there was an herb outside that reduced pain. He crawled to the door his movements making the pain heighten. Grabbing the knob he opened it; but it was too late, his vision had started to waver. Blackness took over.
Ed was not happy to wake up especially since he hadn't wanted to fall asleep. He was laying on the bed in the cottage which wasn't unusual besides the fact that he had passed out on the ground. He bolted up glancing around. The new kid, Roy, was sitting on the floor next to the bed, "Careful," he said pushing Ed's shoulders onto the bed.
"How did you get here; this is private land and why'd you help me?" Roy looked bemused and shrugged.
"When you find someone out cold on the ground I don't think it really matters if the land is private or not, this place is interesting."
Ed froze; normal people wouldn't be able to find this place, "What are you?"
Roy shrugged, "A dragon shifter and fire elemental and you?"
Ed frowned, equivalent exchange now he had to tell him. He hadn't thought of that when he had asked the question, "Sorcerer."
Roy's eyebrows raised he'd never seen a sorcerer before. Ed yawned causing his stomach to hurt even more. Wincing he stopped mid yawn and hopped Roy hadn't noticed. He had. "What's wrong?"
Ed whimpered slightly, "My stomach." He managed to gasp out. Leaning closer Roy sniffed him. What the hell?
"Your shape is a dragon." He said smirking.
"My what?"
"Your second shape, it's like me, if you don't turn into a dragon every so often then you'll get this pain. It's so intense because I'm guessing this is your first time." Ed nodded, he had known about the shape thing. The pain dulled and went away again causing Ed to sigh.
"How do I transform?"
"Simple, you have to have control of your magic, all of it. It works that way for everyone." Ed groaned.
Roy smirked, "You don't have control of your magic?"
Ed glared at him, "I'm the last sorcerer; my power's supposed to be larger than any other sorcerer and I had it almost under control but then it increased!"
"Well that is a problem." Roy said rubbing his chin.
"No shit old man." Ed commented.
Roy glared at the teen, "I'm not old!"
"For a dragon, if you counted it in human years it would be a pretty high number."
"Do you want my help or not."
"Why would I; I don't even know you."
Roy shrugged, "True that I just moved here but us magical beings have to stick together."
Ed frowned; Roy had a point, "Would you really spiral into the depths of unpopularity because of me?"
Roy shrugged, "If it helps someone need then sure."
Ed glared at him, "I'm not some sort of invalid so don't treat me like one!"
Roy raised his hands in defense, "Sorry."
The rest of the time was spent getting a grasp on Ed's magic. They had improved by a rather small amount but they got a better grasp none the less.
Ed yawned, it had started to get dark, "Hey, will you pass me that bottle with the bright yellow tie?" Roy grabbed it, passing it to Ed.
"What's it for?"
"Reducing pain, yellow means mellow, I color code my potions. In this case the brighter the color the more potent it is. This one is extremely strong. " Roy snorted earning a glare. Ed sipped some of it coughing.
"What's your phone number?" Roy asked pulling out his phone. Ed looked at him suspiciously.
"Why?"
"So we can exchange." Roy said rolling his eyes.
Ed nodded pulling out his phone and handing it to Roy, "Sorry, never done it before; the only number in my contacts is Al's." Ed jumped up wincing, "Al!"
Roy steadied him, "Who?"
"My brother Al, he doesn't know about the whole 'fantasy' thing and I kinda ran out on him." Ed said panting. Roy nodded, putting his arm under the boy's shoulder. "I'll help you home."
Ed nodded, "It's right after the trees." Roy picked him up bridal style, "Wh-what are you doing?" A slight blush tinged his cheeks.
"Carrying you to your house."
"Put me down!" Ed yelled, struggling. He broke into a fit of coughing. Roy glanced worriedly at the teen and grabbing the pain relieving potion he walked out of the cottage. They made it back to Ed's house him still coughing. By the time Roy had rose his hand to knock Ed had gone pale and his coughing had ceased.
He knocked on the back door and a teen with dark blonde hair and gray eyes came up. Seeing the boy in Roy's arms the teen's eyes widened. He smiled at the boy, "Are you Al? I found him passed out and brought him here, I'm pretty sure he's awake."
Al nodded and moved out of the way so that Roy could walk in. Lightning flashed and a boom was heard. Rain poured down in buckets. Roy groaned as a flash flood warning flickered on the TV. Al looked at him, "You can stay here in Ed's room, it's the only one on the top floor; the rest are being used." Roy nodded, grateful.
He carried the light teen up the stairs and opened the door to the first room. The walls were red and the bed was black. Books were scattered all over the room and sketchbooks sat on a desk. The room was large and cluttered, showing Ed's artistic personality.
Roy set the blonde on the bed and settled in the desk chair intent on watching him until he woke up.
A/N: This is my first fullmetal alchemist fanfiction! I know it's not the best (actually pretty bad) but I was in a hurry to update this before my b-day was over. Please read and review.