-1A/N: hey people!
Ok I got a lot of positive reviews for the last chapter so lets make some more for this one!
This one focuses more on the connection with Roy and the next one will focus on the connection with Riza if I could find any.
This is entirely based on the manga. I got most of the sentences from the manga online on and the words aren't the same from the actual volume but I don't have access to that right now.
I didn't know and couldn't find out the ages of Ed or Al so if I got something wrong then feel free to tell me, and help me find out some ages.
About five years later.
Trisha Elric walked through her house searching for her sons. It has been five years since Roy and Riza had left Edward in her care, and about four years since Hohenheim had left searching for a way to return to a human body to live in peace with his family.
"Ed! Al! Where are you" Trisha called throughout the house. Lately her sons have been disappearing somewhere in the house quite often.
She heard a rustle in her husbands study room and opened the door "Well really" she said seeing the mess her children had created.
Edward was sitting on the floor holding a piece of chalk in his hand while Alphonse lay on his stomach with a book in front of him.
"You boys messed up your fathers study again. Do you boys really enjoy reading" Trisha asked.
Seeing Edward was doodling on the floor with the chalk in hand "Hey! Don't do that! You can't just draw on the floor like that". Edwards golden eyes looked up at her.
She leaned down towards him and said "Your father is going to be mad when he gets home".
Edward looked towards the circles on the floor and said "We're not messing around. Look!" and placed his hands on the rim of the circle.
Trisha closed one eye as a bright light appeared.
Trisha blinked in surprise to see some of the ground pushed and composed together to form a little bird. She felt the strength leave her legs as she slid to the floor on her knees.
She felt a smile coming onto her face. She smiled and asked "This is alchemy? When did your father teach you"?
Edward puffed out his cheeks and asked in reply "How's someone that's never here teach us anything"? While Alphonse told her "We learned it from the books".
She took a small glance at the many books in her husbands study. Stuff that made her head spin and her five and four year old sons can understand it and use it.
She looked back at her sons, at their innocent faces and asked "You boys can understand these difficult texts"?
Ed and Al nodded and said "A little bit" unknown to the disbelief that they have caused their mother.
She gave a little laugh and said almost to herself "If other alchemists of the world found out about this they would be stunned".
Edward then adopted a guilty expression and with his head slightly bowed he asked timidly "Did we do something bad".
She let a big smile appear on her face and said cheerfully "Not at all! Nothing wrong".
Then reaching out to them she placed her hands on their heads and pulled them close to her "You two are truly your fathers sons, I am so proud of you. I'm going to brag about this to everyone I know".
Ed and Al grinned at her and each other and without another word they raced to the book shelves and began to pull more books out and opened them.
Trisha smiled proudly at them, picked up her basket of tomatoes that she had dropped, and left her alchemists in training in peace.
She closed the door to the study and leaned against the door.
Yes Hohenheim would've been proud of Alphonse, Edward as well since he treated him exactly like his own son, but she couldn't help but think 'Roy would've been so proud of his son that he is following in his footsteps in alchemy'.
Edward was looking over the massive bookshelf wondering which one to open and indulge in next.
One of the books seemed to call out to him, and seemed to catch his eye.
He reached up towards it but discovered something that caused him to narrow his eyes in anger.
He was too short to get the book.
Gritting his teeth he stood on tiptoe with his arms stretching to breaking point and still wasn't tall enough to even reach the bottom of the shelf.
Stomping his foot in impatience he looked around the room and saw one of his fath…one of Hohenheim's chairs.
He grabbed it and pushed it across the floor winching slightly at the screech it made when pushed against the floor.
His brother was looking up interested in what he was doing. Edward ignored him and pushed the chair until it was right next to the bookcase.
He climbed on top of it and stretched his arms once more, relishing in relief that he could just barely finally touch the bottom of the book he desired.
Standing as tall as he could he reached up and as a final resort jumped up.
When he was airborne he was able to grab a hold of the book.
Coming down however was another story.
When his feet touched the chairs surface he slipped sideways, the chair went one way and Edward went the other. The chair fell to the floor with a small crash causing some more books to fall to the floor and he fell with a smash and a small "oof".
"Brother" Alphonse cried abandoning the book and rushing to his brother's side.
"'m ok Al" Edward mumbled holding his prize tightly to his chest. In truth he was a little hurt but nothing to cause any worry over.
He heard running footsteps and a moment later he and Al were looking at once more the worried face of their mother.
Seeing Edward on the floor she rushed over to him and picked him up and held him close.
"Mom I'm okay" he said whining slightly.
"I know but I'm your mother and I have to worry over my children. And I heard a loud crash what happened" she asked.
Ed and Al recapped their story of what had happened. Trisha shook her head at her two boys and ushered them out of the room saying "That's enough excitement for one day" and ignoring their protests. And also turning a blind eye to Al who quickly grabbed the book he was reading and to Edward who was still clutching the book that fell with him to his chest.
She held her hand out to the book Edward was holding and said "Let me at least see what book my son has decided to get killed over for" and with a small smile on his face from the joke he handed her the book.
She turned it over and felt herself freeze when she saw the title.
'It has to be a coincidence right? It has to be' she thought to herself.
She ignored her sons faint questioning and continued to stare at the incriminating title.
The Alchemists Guide to Fire Alchemy.
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A few days had passed since the chair incident and since then Edward hadn't let the fire alchemy book out of his side or grip.
He had read it two times and was reading it a third to make sure that he could understand it before actually performing it.
He placed the book down on the table, still open to the page that he was looking over, and licked his upper lip in thought. It seemed simple enough. To rearrange the air around the transmutation and complete concentration to control the fire.
He grabbed a spare piece of paper that they always had lying around now ever since he and Al had started to perform alchemy and pulled it towards him.
He looked around and saw Al and his mother talking to Winry and her grandmother. He didn't know why but the first time he preformed fire alchemy he wanted to do it by himself.
He grabbed the pen lying on the table and placed it on top of the paper, and looking once more at the array in the book he began to draw.
It was three triangles, two with the lines in the same place and the other in one of the triangles, two circles, one that touched the points of the triangles just barely and the other to just help control the fire, and of course the symbol of fire on top of the circles where the smallest triangle was pointing up.
Placing the pen down gently he stared at his transmutation circle for another moment and, after glancing once more at his mother and brother to make sure that they weren't coming over any time soon, placed his hands on the rim of the circles on the paper to activate it.
He felt the heat rush from the paper and immediately pulled his hands back before fire erupted from the circle.
It wasn't that big nor was it small. As soon as he had lifted his hands off the flame had went out.
He placed his hands upon the circle once more he activated it.
This time he kept his hands on the circle and the fire didn't burn out.
With his concentration he made the fire burn bigger and brighter or smaller and dimmer.
From the first time he had done it, it had attracted the attention of Al, his mother, Winry, and her grandmother. They had rushed over and were praising him on his talent.
Grinning Edward looked at his mom whom he saw had a proud smile on her face and was grinning back at him.
But her eyes said something else. There was something like sadness there.
He turned back to the extinguished flame. Although the fire had burned out form the paper the fire in him had ignited and spread filling him with a warmth that he couldn't explain.
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Lieutenant-Colonel Roy mustang paused in his work as a certain feeling coursed through him.
It was warmth that overtook his senses and caused him to smile.
He looked at the door and saw that it was closed. Not that it mattered since it was only Riza and Havoc in there anyway, and he deserved a short break from all the paperwork that he had been signing.
For some reason he felt the need to look at a photo. After taking a second glance at the door and reassuring himself that no one would disturb him he reached into his breast pocket, on the left side where his heart is, and pulled out a photo.
He smoothed it back and looked at it warmly. It was a photo of himself and Riza before they were sent to Ishbal, and they were holding their only son and child Edward.
Both he and Riza were smiling happily in the photo while Edward was also smiling. Whether it was because his parents were as well or most likely since he was almost always a happy baby and curious baby.
He smiled at the past and didn't bother to hide the tickling in his eyes, the tell-tale sign that there were tears and that they were about to spill over.
The door opened abruptly and he did a quick glance at the doorway to see that it was Riza Hawkeye, the mother of his child.
She seemed a bit peeved at catching the Lieutenant-Colonel not doing his work again and opened her mouth to give him a lecture of some sort he turned the picture over to her so that she could see what it was.
She stopped mid-word and closed her eyes with a small smile on her face as well.
She walked closer to him and took the picture from his hands and looked at it closer.
She held it to her heart and closed her eyes. She was also crying slightly.
Getting up he put his arms around her and she leaned into his embrace, her head on his chest as they both stared at the past and desperately wished that they could go there once more. Three months with their son were better then nothing.
Wow that was sad.
It is about one in the morning and I am still typing yikes.
Since it's so late I am just going to wait to post it up in the morning because my dad just walked in and to go to sleep pronto.
Now I got some great ideas for the connection with Riza and everything, the most common was the firearms things.
Just one thing.
How am I going to get a five year old into something like that? Even at fifteen he doesn't like it.
Another one was organization in his and other peoples work.
And one more was a love for dogs. I am sorry but Alphonse's love for cats is enough, plus I am a cat person.
So it's late and I have to get to bed so until next time and remember to review.
This is Phoenix-Fire Power over and out.
