I. Victory
This was it, Al's body. He would get it back, and if this didn't work, then nothing would. It was simple, and he knew Al was secretly opposed to it, the fact was, Ed felt just as bad, but they had killed animals before, he didn't feel to bad about offering some deers or a horse for his brothers body. Sighing, he watched as Al shifted uncomfortably, obviously still not liking the idea. But Ed was confident it would work, and these animals would've died anyway, they got the horse from a glue factory and bought the deer from a venison factory.
"Ready Al?"the armor nodded, and Ed took in the image, it would be the last time he saw his brother like this, He felt unbelievably accomplished.
"Yes brother."quickly they stood side-by-side, and like an event all so many years ago, nodded and slammed their hands against the transmutation circle. It was similar to before, the black hands rose up and the animals were taken away, Ed winced at the sound of their panic. He froze in shock when he realized that they he was no longer in the warehouse, but standing in place all-to familair to him.
"Why am...I here?"he asked in shock, staring at the incarnation of light, it smirked evilly.
"Guessing at prices...not right at all."he froze in shock, his thoughts whirling around him, had he guessed wrong? But he had been sure that the sacrifices were more than enough, two deer and a horse would be more than equivalent to a human body, if anything, it was overpaying! Before he could growl out a response, black hands plunged forward, he gasped, feeling one stab straight through his chest.
He awoke in the room, looking around in a panic at the sight of blood, so much blood. He hurried forward, looking, searching, not quite sure what it was, but feeling blindly for it. Finally, his hands came in contact with warm flesh, he pulled him self forward, and stared at the figure below him...
"Brother."he managed out, noting that there was no blood coming from the younger. He looked carefully before noticing the blood was coming from him, from his mouth to be precise, he hadn't even noticed the taste in his haste.
"Fullmetal!"he turned, and realized what a sight it must have looked, him, still on his belly with blood surging from his mouth into the puddles of blood over his little unconscious brother, it must have been a sight. That was all he could think before allowling himself rest.
"You did good...you brought him back."a voice whispered to him, it was full of desperation and pleading, and it made him almost wanted to wake up again to comfort it, but he didn't, telling himself that he would do that when he awoke.
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Roy Mustang had staid besides the bed of his subordinate for quite awhile, beating himself up for not reading the report earlier. Cursing himself for not figuring it out when Ed had hurried out of the office instead of waiting for him to read said report. His thoughts revolved around self-loathing before switching to the loathsome thoughts of how it was in fact Ed's fault, he hated that part of him, the part that seemed so content with blaming others and never keeping it. It was his own damn fault!
"Br..brother."he turned in shock, it was hard to believe the teenager on the bed was Alphonse, according to the doctors he was healthy, and in a temporary coma, they'd been expecting him to come out of it the next day though. Standing he walked over, staring into the boys silver eyes, he looked like the pictures he'd seen of Trisha Elric, and Roy wondered if that was where Ed's obsession with getting his brother back had truly originated from.
"Are you alright?"he asked apathetically, he didn't trully feel as attached to Al as he did to Ed, when he was armor it was like a package deal, now that he was human, it was diffrent, as if Al and Ed could be away from each other and nobdoy would spare it an odd glance.
"Yeah...is brother alright?"he asked worriedly, silver eyes shining.
"Yes, he hasn't woken up yet, and he lost some blood."he felt slightly proud at how his face had been straight while he said it, in truth, Ed has lost a lot of blood, enough for him to need a blood transfusion.
"Oh...but...he shouldn't have."Al's eye's were furrowed in thought,"Brother used two deers and a horse, he was confident that it would be..."suddenly his eyes widened,"check his arms!"he commanded. Roy blinked curiously before the truth behind the command hit him, running over, he pulled the blanket down and stared in shock at where auto-mail had once been.
"Arms..."he gurgled out.
"Check his legs too!"Al commanded from the next bed. Roy nodded and pulled the blanket completely down, staring in shock at the two legs.
"Legs..."was all he could manage out. He felt like crying for the brothers in happiness, they had succeeded, it had worked, they were restored!
"Can I...I want to get up and see him."Roy nodded, and rushed over, helping the boy up he supported him as he walked over, Al dropped into the seat Roy had previously occupied and grabbed his brother's hand that had once been auto-mail, he felt carefully, enjoying the feel of his brother's skin. Roy stepped out, not wanting to intrude on such a private scene in the brother's life, but he couldn't help himself from letting out a whoop of joy and grabbing a nearby nurse to start making out. Success was sweet, and so was the nurse's phone number.
AN: I know, everything seems so happy...(Evil grin) not for long. Also, there is a secret emotion each chapter is featured after, try to figoure out them all!
