Love, Interrupted.
A Full Metal Alchemist Story.
Starring: Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric, Roy Mustang, etc?
(Warning: Contains some 'content' that is not appropriate for younger audiences!)
Prologue?
It has been several months since Edward Elric left the State Military, but still carried his title of the Full Metal Alchemist. After finally finding the Philosopher's Stone, he could only bring back one thing, so he chose his brother, Alphonse Elric. Ed loved him so much, it was the obvious choice. He just wanted to be able to feel his brother's touch at least one last time if it went wrong, because after all of the mishaps of false cures and false beliefs they've scoured through, they were trained to be quite skeptical. Now, the Elric's live on the countryside, in a quaint home, where they live comfortably, without much trouble. Other than trying to figure out what to have for dinner.. Love is abundant in their small home, and Alchemy is often used to do small repairs and other things around their land, so the brothers never forget basic Alchemy that they have trained and studied for all of their lives. They will always remember their friends and family, but that was the past. It is time for now. And the future.
The comforting morning sun illuminated the small bedroom and as always, Edward began to wake up, adjusting his eyes to the amount of light that was present in his room at the moment, so he wouldn't go completely blind. He chuckled to himself thinking about becoming blind from just a small amount of morning sunshine. As Edward's vision became a bit more clear, he rolled over carefully to not wake up Alphonse, who was a fairly light sleeper, and was lying right next to Edward. He smiled at his younger brother and brushed his hand through his golden hair, Excited to see Al's eyes when he awakened. Edward rested his head on the soft pillow and slowly dosed off, his hand still on his brother's head..
CRASH! "Ahhhhh!" Edward woke up in a flash after he heard a crashing noise come from the kitchen area. His first instinct was to check on Alphonse, but he was not on his side of the bed. Panic flowed through Ed's veins, as he imagined what could have possibly happened to his lover. Edward jumped out of his warm bed, and bolted out of his bedroom and flew down the hallway, slid on one foot to turn the corner into the kitchen, and to his relief, he found Alphonse, cooking breakfast.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" Edward squeaked out of worry and shock.
"Oh, I accidentally dropped a pot on the floor, but don't worry, it wasn't full of anything. What's wrong? Did I scare you?" Alphonse cheerily said, but realizing the possibility of scaring his brother, after all he's been through was heart wrenching.
Edward sighed, to try to keep calm, and remind himself he was not on the battlefield, and no one was going to die.
"Eh, it wasn't your fault, accidents happen, but please, when you wake up, wake me up as well. I don't mean to sound possessive or anything, but I worry for you. Ever since what happened that-"
"Don't worry, brother, it will not happen again. We are still alive. Anyway, guess what I'm making!" Alphonse cleverly interrupted Ed's saddening comments.
Edward changed his thoughts to what Alphonse asked him.
"Hmmm.. It smells like.. What could be… APPLE PIE!"
"Ding Ding Ding! We have a winner! Apple pie it is! I am almost done cleaning up, it's just cooking in the oven. But it will be very hot when it comes out of the oven.. You should know that by now."
Both of the brothers flashed back to the week before when Edward impatiently grabbed a slice of apple pie and shoved it in his mouth happily, until he realized it was too hot for him to handle, so he danced around the kitchen in an uncomfortable manner, trying to get out some of the pain, not completely understanding how that would help him in any way. But only until now, his mouth finally healed so he could eat a slice of pie.
Alphonse glomped Edward randomly as he was deep in thought of the painful burn he received from his delicious pie that day.
"Whoa! You trying to kill m-"Edward was then silenced by a kiss from Alphonse.
After a moment of enjoying each other's company, they parted the kiss, and went back to the pie, due to the oven's annoying beeping device.
"Now, Ed, you must abide by my twenty minute wait policy for the decadent pie. Or ELSE."
Alphonse was intent on making sure Edward wouldn't damage his mouth again, because he enjoyed his lover's passionate kisses more than any pie he's made.
"Fine. But I get the first slice, right?"
Edward loved the first slice of anything. It was kind of an OCD thing with him, but it didn't bother Alphonse one bit.
"Yes, you get the first slice. Would you like some whipped cream with it? I made some last night in secret so you wouldn't know you were getting something sweet this morning"
Alphonse loved surprising Ed, but blushed at Edward's sly remark.
"That's okay, because I was too busy enjoying your sweet love last night."
Ed winked at Alphonse and he nearly passed out in embarrassment.
Alphonse soon after recovered and distracted himself with the removal of pie from the oven. Alphonse was not the kind of man who enjoyed talking about his 'private' life with anyone, even with his own lover. But when he was comfortable enough, or drunk enough, he would say anything. But this was rare, because Alphonse was a refined man, so he only drank wine, although sometimes he had one too many glasses..
"Alright. This pie is going to sit on the counter by the window so it will cool off a bit faster, without some woodland creatures of any sort getting to your treat."
Alphonse smiled sweeter than the most sugar filled treat in the world. And this set Edward's heart on fire. The good kind of fire. Al creeped over to where Edward was sitting on the sofa and sat very close to him. Alphonse's excuse? He was cold. Classy. Edward was constantly feeling the pressure of Alphonse's presence, not that he minded, but he was getting a little hotter than normal. But he enjoyed the feeling. Ed wrapped his good arm around his love, and pulled him closer. Edward then planted soft kisses on Alphonse's head, whispering,
"I'll never let anything happen to you again. I promise. I love you, and I always will."
Al smiled and silently accepted the loving promise Edward gave him, knowing Ed's promises are never broken. He was the most trustworthy when he was a State Alchemist. Although Edward left his position at the State Military, his space is still there, for whenever he was ready to come back to serve alongside his friends once again. Alphonse's thoughts suddenly ran loose and memories of what happened to him and how much pain he endured for Edward, trying to keep it a secret, so he would never have to know about what he might have been able to prevent. But as time went on, and their love blossomed, Edward accidentally, but inevitably discovered what REALLY happened to Alphonse, and how it permanently scarred him. Ed was sent into a flying rage and swore that he would find who did this to his lover, and kill him. Alphonse tried to calm him down many times, but he just lightly shoved him away so he could go searching, but he didn't know what he was searching for. He didn't want to put Al through the event again. So he just found any suspicious looking mug and bashed his head in until he gave him information on Al's attacker. Edward finally tracked down the assailant and did some pretty nasty things to him, so he would NEVER be able to hurt anyone again. Not even alchemy could save this punk. After that, Edward busted into the apartment door, blood all over him, and collapsed on the floor. Alphonse rushed over to him and cleaned him up, but Edward sobbed and sobbed for hours that night, apologizing to Alphonse over and over again, until he passed out of fatigue.
Tears slowly trailed down Alphonse's smooth cheeks. And there was no hiding these ones. They were hot and salty, true and painful.
Edward suddenly felt something warm on his chest. He looked down, and lifted Al's chin, although Alphonse was reluctant to look him in the eye, Edward saw the tears, and knew right away what his precious love was thinking, more like experiencing.
"You don't have to cry, sweetheart. But if it makes the pain less intense, let them pour out. I am here for you, you just have to remember that. It is easier said than done, but you have my hand and my heart to guide you. Al, you mean so much to me. I don't know how you will ever forgive me for what I was too ignorant to see. I shouldn't have left you alone.. I should have known better.."
Edward spilled his heart out for Alphonse, but the soft spoken man stood up, shaking uncontrollably, shouting,
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP! IM TIRED OF YOU APOLOGIZING! I DON'T NEED YOUR WORD! I NEED—You…."
Edward got the message, but he wasn't sure how to go about romancing his unstable brother at this moment. So he slowly got up and embraced Alphonse, kissing him, with all of his love, and asking Al softly in his ear,
"Are you sure.. You want to do this now?"
Alphonse responded with a sloppy kiss, and they seemed to float to their bedroom, not even closing the door, like Alphonse would normally prefer, due to privacy. But this time, was just raw passion. For what seemed like years, they loved each other intensely, causing some soreness, but Alphonse actually wanted it. Edward tried to control his 'sound effects' but it was a struggle, so he just let them out, as Alphonse screamed his name, he just felt better and better, until they finally reached their release, and collapsed, laying on their backs, trying to process what exactly just happened. Alphonse just started giggling, and soon just laughing hysterically. Edward wondered why, but Al's laugh was just so hilarious, he just decided to let loose and join in the laughter, all though they were both incredibly sore, because it has been awhile since such force was used at a time like this, but Edward rolled on his side and wiped his brothers sweaty hair back so he could see his beautiful golden honey eyes. Chuckling, Edward kissed the droplets of sweat on Alphonse's cheeks, not knowing that he was tickling his brother, so Al laughed even more, rolling around, but suddenly becoming stiff, because his sore backside.
"Haha—Ouch! Whew.. That. Was AMAZING!"
Alphonse had to admit, Edward was the best he's ever had. The only one in his life that mattered.
"I hope I didn't hurt you too much, but you asked for it!"
Edward joked lightly as he winked at Al, then suggesting it was time for a bath, and a well needed change of sheets.
"I'll start the bath water, you just lay there, leave it to me, I'll transport the precious cargo."
By precious cargo, Edward was referring to Alphonse. Al loved it when Edward called him that, but it did make him feel kind of useless, but he didn't mind. Besides, he just went through some intense exercises!
When the bathtub was full and just the right temperature, Edward was still stark naked, and so was Alphonse, so he just picked him up lightly off of the bed, and carried him into the bathroom, careful not the bang his head on the doorway. Ed placed his brother in the tub of water, knowing that this was the temperature Alphonse preferred. Because of course, he was a refined man. Edward gently stepped into the tub, grabbed the soap and all of that good stuff, and began giving his precious cargo a deep cleaning, from head to toe.
[Author's Note: Hi, Thanks for reading my FMA fan fiction, please rate and review, I would really appreciate it! Thank you all!]