A/N: I know I was really mean to them, but in a way I wanted to stay with the real life they have, you know with a dead mom and their dad gone. Just spice it up a little and put it in our time life. Or whatever. This chapter was a little harder to write but it was fun and finally I'm starting to get somewhere. There r like the longest chapters I have ever written. I actually like writting FMA stories a little more then Inuyasha. For me it seems a little easier. And sorry for the first chapter and using like 'nodded' or 'shrugged' a little too much. But I re-read this chapter and took out some things and added. So I hope it's a little better then the first one was.

And just as a warning this chapter contans a little bit of gore. You'll just have to read and find out for yourself. But I rated it T for the language and of course the gayness in late chapters. Well R&R ENJOY!!!

To you I will always be

chapter two 'Drunk Driving and Mechanical Limbs'

I pulled into the driveway and parked the car. I turned the key off and sat back in the seat. I wiped my eyes and turned my head to Al. He was just staring straight off in space. An empty spiteful void of nothingness.

"Al, pay attention! Get out of the car and go into the house okay." I managed to keep my voice a little soft, but sometimes I seemed a little harsh. Al looked at me with teary eyes and made a small chocking sound.

"Mom, is she really...is she really gone? Maybe there is something I can do to bring her back." he said, his voice filled with pain and a little determination. I glared at him and grabbed his shoulder. He winced and stared at me with disbelief.

"Al, shut up! Don't even get ideas okay. We're going to get our shit, call Pinako and Winry. And then get the hell out of here okay!?" He nodded in understanding and slowly opened his door.

There isn't anything thing in the world I wanted more then to take away all of Al's pain. I know we both have went through the same thing. But for some reason I feel like he suffers more then I do. He looked back at me and just stared at my face.

His hurt eyes stared into mine and I finally broke. I couldn't do it anymore. That was my breaking point. Hohenheim wasn't my breaking point, seeing Al my little brother.

Who was all I had left now, suffer with so much pain. I opened the door and got out. I slammed it shut and walked up the porch stairs. I ripped open the door and slammed it closed.

This house reminded me of mom and Hohenheim. The way it had that motherly touch, yet still had that bastard's smell. Along with a faint smell of his chemicals from which he was always messing around with.

I ran throw the small one story house, throw the halls until I got to my room. I ran into the room and just stood there. I kicked my door shut and just screamed.

No words just screaming until my voice hurt. A long scream full of pain, anguish, and anger. I growled and kicked over my wooden dresser. That wasn't enough to fulfill my anger over all of this.

Mom was gone and nothing was going to bring her back, not even god himself. He was the one who took her from me. Of course he wouldn't help us.

I covered my face with my eyes and fell to the floor on my knees. I started balling again. I shook my head and let the tears keep falling.

"Mom...I'm sorry..." I whispered. My voice cracked and ruff from all the screaming. I let my hands fall to the floor hard. I felt the smooth surface of the polished wood.

I turned my hands so my palms were facing me. I stared at them and stared at the tears that were dripping off my face and onto my palms.

"That bastard, this is all his fault. He took mom from us. She would have been fine if he hadn't forced her to leave." I closed my eyes and felt new hot tears form under my closed eyelids.

'I hate Hohenheim, I hate life, I hate the fact that I didn't get to see my mother before she died, I hate that Al barely got to be with her, and I hate me. I'm mostly the one to blame. I could have stopped her from leaving but I didn't.'

I dug in my pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. 'I know I told Al I was going to stop smoking, but I don't care. I need one.' I light it with my lighter and threw the flame making creation across the room. It hit the wall and fell to the floor. I looked away from it and took long hard drags from the cancer stick, the addicting, funky smelling little cancer stick. I smoked it down to the filter and threw it on the floor. Just a little ways away from the fallen over dresser.

I turned my head to the side. Clenching my jaw tightly and pushing my eyes tighter together. I laid down and curled into a ball. I felt my tense muscle start to relax. And everything around me disappeared.

X+X Later that night around 10 or 11 p.m

I woke up in my bed with my hair sprawled around me. I sat up and grabbed my head. I looked around the room.

"W...was it all a dream, mom, Al and everything?" I asked. I noticed the cracked door and a tipped over dresser. I sighed and my shoulders sunk. 'No, it wasn't I just passed out. But how did I get on the bed?'

The door opened a crack and light beamed into the dark room. I brought my arm up to cover the bright light. It was Al he must have moved me onto the bed while I was sleeping.

Al gave me a sad smile and walked in closing the door silently behind him. He walked over to me and sat on the bed. He clasped his hands together and stared at the floor.

"Are you feeling better brother?" he asked, not looking up or anything. I sighed and nodded.

"Ya, I guess. What about you? You were taking it pretty hard too." I asked my voice still a little cracky from the screaming. He hissed in pain and moaned. I moved a little closer to him and grabbed him.

"Alphonse! Are you okay?" I asked. Al grabbed his head and fell onto the floor. I gasped and knelt down beside him.

"Al!" I yelled. He sucked in air through his clenched teeth and looked up at me.

I stared at him in fear. I was afraid I felt like a three year old about to drown in a pond with no one around to save me.

"G...go to the drug store and get me any strong pain reliever. Please hurry!" he said. Sweat beading his forehead. I nodded and stood up slowly. I slowly slid my hand off his shoulder and ran out the door. I ran throw the house and pushed the screen door open with my shoulder. I didn't really care if I broke it.

I quickly opened the car door and got in. I slammed the door shut and started the car. I pulled out and sped down the street towards the drug store. I was going at least speeding twenty miles to fast but I didn't care Al needed medicine.

Ever since he was five, he would have excruciating headaches and the doctor would always give him pain relievers for it. I slammed on my breaks as soon as I hit the store. I shut off the car and ran out the door. Slamming it hard behind me. I ran into the store and up to the counter.

I was panting hard now. From running to much and all the worry for my brother.

The woman behind the counter smiled at me and raised her eyebrows.

"Can I help you?" she asked. I regained my breath a little better and looked around frantically.

"Pain reliever. I need pain reliever for my brother. His head!" I said. Hopefully I wasn't talking to fast for the preppy looking elder.

She bent down and pulled out a bottle of aspirin. I threw a five dollar bill at her and grabbed the bottle. I ran out the door and back into my car.

I started it and raced back towards my house. I was breathing hard again. It was either from running or from smoking to much. Worry had my brain all cloudy and I could barely see the road. I looked down at the aspirin bottle in my hand and swallowed.

"Hold on Al, I'm coming." I looked up and smiled as I came up to the street our house was on. I sped up a little bit and squinted as bright lights hit me from the side. I looked over and gasped.

But it was to late. Almost like slow motion I felt the car hit the side of the car. Crushing it all the was into the arm of the passanger seat. I moaned and looked back over I felt my eyes widen as a giant bar slammed throw the already broken window and completely rammed into my right arm.

I screamed in agonizing pain. Then I felt myself fly around the seat as the car rolled into the ditch and collide with a tree. A tree branch went throw the car door and went throw my left leg. I screamed even louder as I felt things being impaled into my body. I looked down at my leg slowly. I was horrified at what I saw.

I gasped and started crying as I saw the giant tree branch going into my thigh and out the other side. I tryed sitting back from the steering wheel that was pushing very hard into my chest. I choked on some blood and spit it out. I looked at what the flying bar had done to my arm and was about to throw up at the sight. The bar had went completely throw my arm. And seemed to have gotten caught on something during the rolls.

Because the bone of my arm was sticking out of the skin and there was blood pouring out of it and everywhere. I looked around and stared at all the people screaming around me.

And then I heard a scream and a dirty blond claw at the treebranch that was now a part of my leg. I glanced over and noticed it was Al screaming and digging at the tree branch. He was crying and pushing people away from him.

"Brother no! Someone help me. Get him out of there." he yelled. I coughed again and watched as the blood from my mouth hit the windshield. I was surprised I was still conscious by now. I took the best of breath I could without hurting myself.

I watched fuzzily as paramedics ripped open the passenger door and cut most of the bar and then the tree branch. The cut off the roof of my car and slowly pulled me out. I hissed in pain as they lifted me up.

But screamed as the tree branch hit the steering wheel. I felt hot tears stream down my cheeks and listened closely. Was that me screaming or someone else. I looked over to the crowd and saw Al being held back by a blond girl. He screamed and kicked at her. Trying to get away from her.

I sighed and closed my eyes. And everything went black.

X+X a couple of weeks later:

I moaned and squirmed on something soft and a little hard. I groaned and opened my eyes. I tried to move my arm but nothing happened except for a horrible flash of pain. I glanced over to my arm and screamed.

It was horrid. The doctors couldn't wrap it so they must have just amputated it. I gaged and looked away. I didn't even bother looking at my leg. I might not have eaten anything, but I know if I might have it would have come back up.

I sighed and gasped as I remembered about Al and his headache. I sat up and grabbed my arm carefully. A random nurse who was passing by noticed me and walked into the room.

I glared at her and looked around the room. She walked over to me and started to grab for me. I pulled back and just glared at her harder.

"Al! Where is my brother, Where is Alphonse?" I spat. The nurse gave me a surprised look. She bit her lip and shrugged.

"Is he the blond boy with big brown eyes?" she asked. I nodded and tried moving my legs, which was a completely failed attempt.

"Al, he needs the aspirin he has a headache. Did he get it?" I asked she smiled at me pitifully.

"Edward Elric. Is that your name?" she asked. I nodded and rested slightly against my pillow.

"You have been in the hospital for three weeks. You got in a car accident, you were hit by a drunken driver and your leg and arm were pretty much gone, so all the doctors could do was amputate them. I'm sorry." she said. I stared at her in disbelief and chocked on unwanted tears. 'No I'm not going to cry again.'

I took a deep breath and looked back at her.

"Can I...can I see Alphonse? I really want to see my little brother." I said. She nodded and walked out of the room. I sighed and laid back against the squishy paper covered pillow. I looked at my limb of an arm that I was holding and felt a wave of depression flow throw me.

I looked away from it and waited silently for Al to come in. I watched the door as the nurse from earlier opened it and was followed by a sandy blond and a familiar bright yellow blond girl.

Al smiled at me and ran over to me. He hugged me tightly and I gasped in pain. He let go and stood back with a little blush on his face.

"Sorry brother. I'm just so happy to see your okay. I was so scared and afraid that night. I thought I was going to loose you too." he whispered the last part. It sounded as if he were saying it more to himself then to me.

I smiled back and felt pretty relieved to see he was fine. Someone must have gotton to him first and given him something.

"Ya well as you can see I'm fine, not as whole as I was but I'm alive." I tried to make it a little more joking but it didn't work. I sighed and just smiled at Al. It was nice to see him safe.

Al moved aside as the blond walked up beside him. Al sent me a giant grin and a little blush.

"This is Winry Ed. Pinako's niece. From Japan. Remember we were going to go stay with them." he said. I smiled and laughed.

"Ya I remember. Wow haven't seen you in years Winry, you really have grown up." I said she blushed and shrugged.

"Its only been four months Ed." she said with a chipper bright voice. I nodded and cleared my throat.

"So when can I get out of this hell whole called a hospital?" I asked lightly. Ed looked at Winry and she smiled. She pulled out a screwdriver and a giant grin plastered on her face. My eye twitched slightly and I felt a little scared.

"What are you going to beat me with a wrench now?" She laughed and shook her head.

"No, we're going to make you a mechanical arm and leg. But once we're done Al and I packed your things so we can just head out to Japan." she said. Al nodded and smiled.

"Yep it's off to Japan for us! Finally after all this time, we finally have something going right for once." I smiled at how happy Al was. I should be happy too but for some reason I couldn't get as happy as Al was. My depression was to great for me to feel any happiness.

Another nurse came in and helped the other nurse pick me up off the bed and onto a stretcher. I squirmed and squealed but they just poked me and told me be a good boy.

I growled at them and sighed. "Where are you taking me now?" I asked. Winry laughed and Al gave a sad smile.

"It's time to attach your mechanical arm and leg brother." Al said softly. I gasped and felt worry prick at my nerves. I started clawing at the nurses and yelling until we got to the room. It was harder then I thought to fight off people with only one arm.

The doctors had to hold me down and put me on the bed. The injected numbing shots and put a mask over my face. I started breathing and was feeling light headed.

I watched as Wiry put on a robe and goggles. 'What is this some kind of science experiment or something?' I thought. But then once again I started to doze off.

'Wait no! I don't want to pass out again! Damn them and the stupid sleeping gas...' And once again everything went dark.

X+X couple of hours later:

I opened my eyes and sighed. 'Once again I fell asleep and missed everything.' I sat up on the bed. I felt a heavy weight weigh down my arm and my leg. I looked down at them and gawked at the metal limbs. They were actually kinda cool. But it was kinda scary to imagine someone could actually have a metal arm and leg.

I slid off the bed and landed on the floor. With a 'THUNK' and a softer 'Pat'. I blinked and sighed. 'Well I'm gonna have to get use to the extra weight now.'

I rotated my arm and leg with a grin. It didn't even hurt one bit. I laughed and walked over to the door. But regretted it. I felt a breeze hit my ass and let a shriek fill the room.

"Oh my God they put me in a backless dress!" I screamed. The nurse from before came in and blinked at me.

"Is something wrong Ed?" she asked. I felt my eye twitch.

"Yes something is the matter! I'm wearing an ass less dress that's what's wrong." I yelled she smiled and nodded.

"That's what all the patients in this hospital wear Ed, it's okay don't worry your clothes are over there on the seat." I looked over to wear she pointed and sighed. 'Good.'

"And by the way." she said, I looked at her and waited for her to finish. "I like the new look on you, the arm and leg. It makes you look taller." she said.

I felt a black cloud rain on top of my head.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT YOU COULDN'T TELL THEM FROM AN ANT!!" I yelled. If there was one thing in this world I hated more then Hohenheim it was being called short.

She put her hands up in defense and laughed.

"That's not what I said Ed. Now get dressed and make yourself presentable. You're leaving soon." she said and walked out of the room closing the door behind her.

I watched her disappear behind the door and looked at my arm and leg again. I shook my head and walked over to my clothes. I grabbed them and ripped the dress off. I slipped on the dark blue boxers and a pair of blue jeans.

I grabbed the dark purple shirt and looked up. I stopped and stared at the person in the image. Everything looked fine my hair was down, well except for my bruised up chest, and the part that my arm was metal. But other then that I didn't really get any other bruises from the crash. I slipped the shirt on and then my shoes.

I stood up and rotated my mechanical foot a little. It was a little heavy but not bad actually. It didn't feel much different from my other leg. I noticed the shirt was short sleeved so you could see my arm. I didn't really want people to see my new and forever friend.

I sighed and just shrugged. 'Oh well there isn't anything I can cover it up with so I guess I'm stuck with it showing for now.'

I walked out the door and noticed no one stared at me. They just sent me friendly smiles and waves. I smiled back and entered the waiting room. I spotted Al and Winry.

I walked over to them and they both looked at me with smiles. Al laughed and winked at me.

"Looking good bro." he said I laughed and nodded.

"So who's ready to go to TOKYO!?" he shouted. Winry and I both laughed at Al's exthusiasm. Winry and Al grabbed my hands both wearing bright smiles. I blinked and smiled back. They pulled me out the hospital doors and we got into a cab.

'From here is to the airport, and then to Tokyo!' I thought happily. Finally something is actually looking up today.

A/N: Well I hope you liked it. I told u it was a little extreme with the whole car accident thing going on, but I couldn't think of another good way for him to loose his arm and leg. And I wanted them gone before he went to Japan. And if u r wondering. Yes Winry does live in Japan and they r somewhere in either Russia or Germany. I don't know quite yet. But U will find out in the next chapter why Winry is at their hometown instead. Well I hope you liked it! I drew a picture of Ed and Envy and their clothes in this fic but I don't have a scanner and I can't put them on the computer. So I kind of did it for no reason. lol

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