Edward Elric stood over a man who had silver hair and crimson eyes. Edward, age of 15, had found the man collapsed over near the edge of town. Rizembul wasn't the kind of place one saw full grown men unconcious at, and it had Edward feeling anxious.
"I wonder who he is." Edward said quietly but then let out a yell when a moan was heard from the injured man.
Edward scrambled backwards and, for more than once that day, wished he had the sense to bring Al along. Though his younger brother would have had more sense and would have stayed away from the Ishbal man.
"Um, hi." Edward said in surprise when the man's eyes looked over to his own. "Who are you? Y'okay?" He asked as he slowly walked back over to the man.
"No." The man grunted out, then slowly pushed himself onto one knee and then onto his feet. The guy was looking pretty shaky to Edward who pushed his fears away and let the man lean on him for support.
"Here. Where do you live? I'll try and get you somewhere better than here." Edward said quietly as he struggled against the man's strong frame.
"I'm a long way from home kid. No way your going to help me walk there." The man said, and his gruff voice made Edward look up in surprise.
"Well, anyways. I'll take you to a better place. It's kind of wild over here. You could get injured more. You aren't from this town, are you?" Edward asked, though the man could already see the boy's golden eyes already knew the answer.
"Heh. No I'm not. I don't have a home anymore." The Ishbala man said as he looked off into the distance. Edward followed his gaze and only saw a setting sun and rolling hills of green.
"Thanks kid but don't involve yourself. No one likes me much and-"
"And you need help so I'm going to give it. My mother wouldn't be very happy if I just left you here. Though to be truthful she wouldn't be very happy if I showed up at home with you too. Guess home isn't an option right now, Father wouldn't like it either." Edward said, and the man had to bite his tounge so he wouldn't yell at the boy for interupting him.
"What if I say I don't want your help?" The man challenged in a small burst of anger as he tried to stand on his own. He only suceeded for a few seconds then had to lean back on the young boy once again if he wasn't to fall flat on his face.
"Doesn't look like an option, does it? I'm offering so you could at least accept." Edward said cheerfully as he tried his best to think of a good place to let the guy stay.
"There is a abandoned building just west of here that has a lot of good stuff. With a little fixing it wouldn't be a bad place to treat your wounds. Want to give it a try?" Edward asked as the two of them started to shuffle along a small road that lead west.
"Why help me?" The man asked, but Edward didn't have the courgae to answer. After a few seconds the boy sighed then mumured.
"Why not? Look your hurt and need help. So why not?" Edward said as he tried to convince himself that was the only answer. The man could tell the boy was hiding something, but he was to tired to push any more.
"Kid, what's your name?" He asked as they walked on.
"Huh. me?" The blonde haired boy said and startled, wide golden eyes glanced up into the man's field of vision.
"I'm Edward. Edward Elric."
The man was silent for a few moments longer, and Edward could tell he was deep in thought.
"Scar."
Scar could feel the boy, Edward, tense against him and quickly wished they weren't so close. It was unnerving to be so close to someone like Edward.
"Don't you have a more normal name?" Edward exclaimed after the shock of the introductions started wavering.
"Give it a rest kid." Scar gratted out as he stumbled on the uneven ground. They were leaving the well beaten path and heading into a more unused area. The setting sun disolving into darkness wasn't doing much good for their journey either.
After about thirty minutes of silent walking a small building came into view. Scar was breathing heavily and his stomach wound was throbbing.
Edward slowly manuvered Scar to a sitting position against the wooden wall, then set off to clean the place up inside.
It took a while and as time passed Scar was reflecting on what had happened in the last battle.
"You asleep?" Edward asked in annoyance since he didn't want to drag the guy all the way inside.
"Just thinking. It's ready?" Scar responded as he opened his eyes and adjusted to the darkness.
"Yep! All set!" Edward mumured as he placed a arm under Scar's arm and helped the man stand up.
"Too heavy." Edward grunted as they walked through the now open doorway and into the lamp lit rooms.
The building consisted of five rooms each with a small bed and tables. It had been a small hospital but since the war effort had moved north it had been abandoned. Edward brought Scar to the middle room and slowly helped the tired man to the bed. Both collapsed onto it when Edward tried to help and the mattress sagged under the weight.
Sighing, Edward sat up and dusted his once clean red shirt off with his hands.
He slowly pushed himself off the bed and watched as Scar full took up the space he had just been on.
He's big... Edward thought with a touch of jealously.
The boy then shook his head to dispel the thoughts then walked over to a table and picked up some disinfectants.
I hope he can do this himself. Edward thought as the man's crimson eyes remained closed.
"Hey! Scar! Scar-san!" Edward hissed as he stepped closer with a uneasy look.
"What." Scar voiced as he raised a hand to his throbbing temples.
"Here. Clean yourself up." Edward said as he held out the supplies. "Once your done I'll help with the bandages and stuff. Don't expect me to be good at it though." The blonde warned with a stern look on his face.
And the night fully fell upon the two as they worked throught the night.