A/N: Three parts, all in this one chapter. This is based off of Conqueror of Shamballa from the 2003 anime, and is basically the brother's feelings when they were separated.


I miss you.


I

Miss

You,

Al.


I looked at the stranger's face. No, not a stranger. His eyes were blue and his hair was lighter, but I recognized him. Knew him.

Alphonse.

His name, the thought of him, made my chest clench up painfully. My little brother, who I might never see again. Who might be dead.

This was infinitely worse. This was his face – human, mortal – and it nearly tore me apart. The same, yet not the same. Alphonse, yet not Al.

"Are you all right?" he asked, looking worries. His voice was deeper, but still held the same gentle worry of Al's voice.

"I'm fine," I said, but it sounded fake even to myself. I forced a smile and held out my hand. "My name's Ed. It's nice to meet you." But my heart was whispering a different message.

I miss you, Al...

Alphonse gave me a smile and shook my hand, just like the strangers we were.


I

Miss

You,

Brother.


They told me many years had passed. They told me Brother was gone. They told me I didn't remember.

And they were right.

It hurt me, as I was rolled into a ball, squeezing my legs close to my chest. I was alone now. Without Brother. We were all we had left, and now he was gone.

No... that wasn't right. There was Winry, and Teacher. Those who we had met in our journeys together. They were helping me to find Brother.

But it didn't help the pain. Of missing him. Of not seeing him. Of not having him by my side, when he promised, he promised that we would always be together. We were all we had left.

So I stared bleakly at the bedroom wall, folded into myself. Sometimes, simple determination wasn't enough. The dreams that I got lead me on, but even yet... Sometimes, I just wanted to break down and cry, but no. No, I couldn't do that yet, not yet. I needed to find him first.

I miss you, Brother.

I closed my eyes and hoped, prayed, that I would see him again.


We made a promise.

We will see each other again.


One day, our wishes, our dreams came true. We were both alive, both here, both together.

And it was all right again. We had what we wanted. We had achieved our goal.

Because we had promised, and now, it was all finally over.