Um...what should I say? Oh! I'm sorry for not being on for a long time... I didn't feel like writing much...
Lowell: Well...you didn't have you laptop for a while... It still has bugs in it though...
Conny: I wish I had my laptop... I hate using the big computer...
Lowell: I'm sorry...
Conny: Anyways, this story takes place after FMA:CoS, savvy?
Lowell: And of course neither of us own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Conny: Pleasant reading~!
Lowell: P.S. This is in Edward's POV.
I wish I could have been smart back then. I should have just stayed home while I still had the chance. This day…it always haunts me every year it comes by. June 28...the day that I decided to go back to this world. To leave behind my home. To leave behind friends. To leave behind the life I used to have. To leave behind her.
"Brother? Brother!" I know Al's trying to get my attention, but I just can't bring myself to do so. If I never left, he wouldn't be stuck here with me. He would have lived a great life back home! We would have lived like a family again! And I would have been with Winry again…
"Al…?" That's the best that I could muster up.
"Brother…it's been five years… you need to get over it… I know it's hard… but you have to move on." He gave me that little speech last year and the year before that. I understand what he's saying, it's just I can't carry out what he's preaching.
"Alphonse…I just can't. I should have done something else…" And I know he's heard those same words before. My little brother knew about my crush on Winry for a long time, but he was playing the nice person, and didn't push me to ask her out.
"Ed… What's done is done. We can't fix go back and fix things, make things the way we want them to be. Sometimes… it's just too late…" I know I shouldn't, but I walk out of our small apartment. I just need space. I can hear him shout to me, but I couldn't get the words to register in my head.
I'm walking along the streets, not really paying attention to where I'm going. It's dark in Munich, but maybe that's because it's dusk.
"I'm just so…" I don't know how to finish that sentence. So many words could fit in it. Stupid. Tired. Sad. Blind. Lonely. I guess any of those words would fit. What I did five years ago…leaving them…leaving her… I can't help but feel like this. Instead of looking at the pavement, I decide to look up. The streets are empty, the moonlight reflecting off the windows.
"It's a nice night…" What I wouldn't give to be with Winry on a night like this.
"But I was with her…on this day…" When I came back. When she hugged me. When I couldn't think straight to tell her what I wanted to tell her.
I know it was a bad idea, but I went to a couple different bars. Nothing else seems to help when if comes to this day. Alcohol is the perfect way to numb my sadness. I can understand why Mustang used to drink a lot whenever the Ishvalan Massacre came to mind. Why did I have to think about the bastard…?
"Ha. I guess I'm no better than him when it comes to handling shit like this…" From then on, all I can understand what's around me is that the street's empty and that I'm talking to myself.
Whatever time it is, who cares…? I get it's dark, but the moon's bright. As long as the moon's there, I'm fine. I lean against a building, trying to find support from it. I lazily look at the street and I think I saw someone. But they turned the corner, running.
"W-Winry…?" That person looked like her… Did Winry come to find me? I took off like a bullet. Running after her.
Once I turned the corner, no one was there. Maybe she turned another corner. I kept running. I have to find her. I know she's here. She has to. I saw her.
"Winry!" I don't understand why she's running, but maybe she thought I was some drunk on the street. Trying to get sober again. I check all the streets I pass, hoping she was there, waiting.
A thousand times I've seen you standing
Gravity like a lunar landing
You make me want to run till I find you
"Ed…?" She…called for me… I have to find her now. I keep running, calling, and searching. It's like I can't keep up. I just can't find her. I see a glimmer of blonde locks waving behind a corner, every time I follow what I see. I just keep running. I have to get her. Winry… I have to find you…
The scenery is melting around me. I can't focus on the buildings around me. I have to think of Winry. I have to find her.
"Edward…?" I can hear her calling again and she sounds louder. I have to find her! Where is she?
"Winry?" I frantically look in every alley, every shadow, anywhere. All I have on my mind is Winry.
I shut the world away from here
Drift to you, you're all I hear
Everything we know fades to black
I should have told her everything before! I should have told her that I've loved her!
"Winry!" I can feel the pricks of tears coming, but I push the feeling away. My first and only priority at this second is finding her. I can confess, I can cry, and I could say that I love her when I see her.
"Edward!" Wherever she is, Winry sounded further away now. I can't allow her to get away from me again! I have to keep running!
Flashes of when the invasion happened came back to me as I ran through the streets. When we saw each other after I crashed. When Winry hugged me. When everything seemed like it would end me right then and there. When I did the unthinkable and went back to this world. Leaving Winry. Leaving everyone behind again. I can't let things repeat themselves! I've been through too much, given too much, and here I am! Here I am, without what I've really wanted…
Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending
I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
Pushing me so far
Here I am without
I wish I wasn't so drunk. It would have helped me if I was sober. I would be running faster. Looking harder. Desperately looking for Winry.
"Win! Where are you?" I can barely hear her. She's getting too far. I have to keep up!
"Winry! Wait!" I can tell that I'm getting more distressed, but I couldn't care less right now.
"Ed! Where are you?" I think I'm getting closer to her. She sounded a lot louder than before. I keep running, like my life depended on it. I have to ignore my fatigue. If who I'm looking for is close, my tiredness is the last thing on my list of important things.
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But love remains the same
She's here…
Lowell: Why does it cut off?
Conny: I thought you already knew me well enough little bud~
Lowell: Ahhh, you're going to make the readers wait and review, right?
Conny: You know me so well~ *Hugs*
Lowell: Um... *Hugs back* how long are the readers going to have to wait?
Conny: When I think they deserve it!
Lowell: Give it a day or two readers! She'll have it up in no time!
Conny: Ta-ta~!
