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"You idiot. . . . . You stupid idiot. . . ." Edward stammered. He raised his hand to wipe away a tear. It started to rain. Awe, sweet rain, just like in all the books. Yes, he had read plenty. "S-sorry. So sorry." He stammered quietly.
Chapter Two: A call from Brother.
" It was so strange. He just started freaking out over nothing. We don't get along that well, but God." Roy said looking at his hand. The cut wasn't that bad. The worst part was how he got it.
" Well, you know how it feels to lose someone. He's probably just upset." Maes Hughessaid over the phone. " Anyway, how long are you staying there?"
" Just a little over a month. I don't know if I can take him for that long."
One hour later. . .
Scratch. . . . Scratch . . . . . Scratch. . . .
For the past hour after being on the phone with Maes, that sound was repeating itself. The wind had been blowing pretty good, Roy had figured it was a tree scraping the roof. Now the strong wind had stopped, and he wondered what it really was. Folding down the page of the book he had been reading, he set it on the floor and listened. It sounded as if it was coming from Edward's room.
Closing the door quietly, Edward walked down the dark hall. He felt something catch his foot. Gasping, he fell to the ground. Hoping, no, praying, that Roy didn't hear him. Surprised by what he had tripped over. The phone cord? He thought. The phone rang. Shocked, Edward stared at the cord in his hand. He picked up the phone quickly. "H-hello?"
" Edward?" His brother's voice came out nearly drown out by the static.
" A- Al?" Edward asked hopefully.
" What's wrong?" Alphonse asked. Strange enough, his voice had little concern.
" Nothing. I'm just so happy to hear from you." Edward said wiping a tear from his cheek.
"You can find me. . ."
" What?"
" You just have to listen to the voice." As Alphonse said that, Edward's eyes went wide.
" But, I'm. . . Scared."
" Be careful, or someone will find what you've done. . ."
" Call me back sometime."
The straight line was small. Roy moved his hand along it. Did Ed do this? Roy asked himself. "Get out." Someone behind him said. Roy gasped and turned around to see Edward. " What are you doing?" The short boy asked.
" Well, uh, I. . . ." Roy was shocked.
" Whatever. . ."
" Move! Please Al! Move!"
A/N: Weird, huh? It seems a little like a first one. This is the fastest I've ever updated. Remember I am not very good at this so please be gentle. It's not as good as the first one. . .