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Give me some time, this shit sucked. Redoing the whole thing.

Luv~ Tempest

"Thoughts"

"Inner thought"

"Serious"

"Narration"


It was all so sudden.

CRASH

"Al?" Ed questioned walking over to the armor. "Are you okay?"

No response

"Al? Hey Al, wake up. Alphonse this isn't funny." Ed pleaded, shaking the empty armor.

"Ed. . . stop it. He's not here anymore." Mustang said, placing comforting hand on his shoulder.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU KNOW! He has to be here! He can't leave me! We were so close to our goal! It doesn't make sense! You wouldn't leave me now would you Al?" he said, hysterically, shaking the armor in hopes of a response.

"Ed-"

"SHUT UP! He's not gone! He can't be . . . he's . . . he's still at the gate. I can bring him back! He's still there!" he shouted rushing towards the dance hall, in the ruins beneath central.

"Ed that's crazy! You're lucky to have survived the first time! Who knows what the sacrifice will be this time?! Are you really going to risk it? Would Al want that? WOULD HE?" Mustang questioned, running after the crazed Fullmetal.

"YOU DON"T KNOW WHAT HE WOULD OF WANTED! I PROMISED I WOULD GET OUR BODIES BACK! And that's what I'm going to do." Edward said, slamming the doors closed, sealing the entrances with anti-alchemic circles.

"Ed!" Mustang yelled, running up to the doors! " Please don't do this! Please! I couldn't bear it!" Banging on the doors, trying desperately to get to the blonde to here him out.

"You couldn't bear it!" Edward clapped, creating a hole in the wall large enough to see Mustang's face. " How could you not bear it! All you ever care about are your promotions and your image! How could my death possibly effect you?" He said, pissed off, yet, curious about the Colonel's reply.

Mustang flushed, "...u-umm...well... y-you see.." he stuttered suddenly aware of the crowd behind him, equally and eagerly awaiting the answer.

"I kinda-sorta like you, in a, umm, more than professional way..." Mustang murmured towards the opening. Trying to keep his voice low enough for only Fullmetal to hear, after all it was no-one else's business. Eavesdroppers.

Next thing he knew, Mustang was lipped locked with the blonde alchemist. Teeth clacked, tongues swirled, and lips melded together.

"Love you too,... Colonel Bastard. Take care of Al." He declared before quickly closing up the wall.

"Ed! No, no, no, no, no! Ed please don't do this! Let be back in. I'm begging you please!" Mustang wailed out, shocking his superiors at his blatant display of emotion. He wasn't known for showing anything on his face other than that annoying smirk of his.


Closing the only entrance behind him, Ed let out a sigh thinking about the recent. . .information he received. It almost made him reconsid-NO. He wouldn't give up on Alphonse not now. Not even if someone loved him. Mustang was probably saying it out of desperation to save his career. After all the man cared about nothing else. So why would this situation be any different. But that kiss. . . that. . . that kiss was a mistake. And it definitely won't ever happen again.

Turning to the smooth dance floor, Ed took a piece of chalk from his pocket. Sure, he didn't need to draw transmutation circles regularly. But you never know when you could use it.

The lines flowed from his hands easily. Memories of practicing the exact line work flooded back to him. Along with memories of his younger brother. His little brother who had sacrificed everything for his mistakes. And suddenly his resolve was back in full force.


Mustang was starting to panic. He knew Ed was a prodigy, so it wouldn't take him long to complete the circle he was no doubt creating.

"Armstrong. Break the doors down."

"S-Sir. I'm not sure I can do that." Armstrong comment, walking up to the doors hastily. Laying his brass knuckled hands on the wall he automatically felt a shift in the wall, disabling and Alchemic power he could of used.

"Sir there seems to be some kind of Alchemy block on the other side. I can't break these doors down." Alex regretfully told his superior, watching as the mans face felt with the news.

"Hawkeye!" Mustang shouted "Shoot the hinges off of these doors. We don't have much time so make it snappy!"

Hawkeye quickly went to her task forgetting about the last few minutes of awkwardness she had just witnessed. Firing of her pistol towards the hinges, she quickly destroyed them. As the dust cleared, they soon saw that the door had not fallen or tiled inward at the slightest.

"Alright men! Push it down!"

Please don't do anything dumb Ed.


Whoosh

Ignoring the billowing smoke around him, Edward walked towards the circle, cutting his finger open whilst walking towards the center. He quickly drew the sacrificial circles on his chest, arms, and forehead, not wanting to leave anything to chance he drew a fifth right over his belly button. After all. .It would be dumb to go through all this work for no turn out wouldn't it? He clapped, kneeling down.

"Ed!" Mustang coughed. "Stop!"

"Why should I? Without my brother I am no one. Without my brother there's no point. . . without my brother I'm all alone." Ed declared.

"What the hell are you talking about?! Not 5 minutes ago you told me you loved me! Was that a lie?! Because I felt it! I felt the truth behind it Fullmetal!"
Mustang yelled back a Edward. Neither noticed Hughes creeping around to the other edge of the circle, pulling his sleeve over his hand, quickly erasing lines. Not knowing what the consequences would be.

"So! You'll only leave me again! EVERYONE DOES! Dad, mom, Nina, AL! Why would you be any different Mustang!" He shouted back. Not noticing the tears of desperation running down his usually strong face.

"Ed. . . I've known you for so long now. I've been through so much with you and I never left your side before. Did I? No, I didn't and I never will." Mustang spoke quietly, trying to talk down the blonde. "Please Ed. Stay with me. I don't want to be alone either. We can keep each other company." Mustang smiled at him trying to convince him to choose him over. . .disaster. Mustang was sure if Ed did this he wouldn't survive. and neither would Mustang for that matter. Sure he would be alive. But that doesn't mean his heart would be intact, or even still be here for that matter. The blonde would take it with him, along with any hope, love, and light left in him after all of these years.

"Please Edward. Don't leave me alone too." He pleaded, in one last ditch effort. He could see the hesitation in the younger's eyes.

". . .y-you promise you won't l-leave me." Ed sniffed looking down at the ground.

"I've never broken a promise yet, have I?"

"A-alright, just don't leave me Mustang."

"I wont."

"Promise me."

"I won't leave you Edward, not ever."

With that said Edward took a hesitant step towards the edge of the circle, not seeing the large crack in the floor. He tripped.

He slammed his hands down trying to catch himself in the fall. The circle came to life. Edward looked up.

"Mustang..." Edward whispered.

AND THEN ED SCREAMED


Now I feel as if that went totally a hundred percent better than the original did. If you never read the original, count yourself as blessed because it sucked balls.

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