As promised, here's one of those Brotherly love drabbles that I love so much. Well... It's more like a one-shot, but oh well. Most of them are.
Reveiws are nice, but don't bother if you don't want to.

Disclaimer: If I owned FullMetal Alchemist, there would be a second movie. And IZUMI AND HIEDRICH AND WRATH WOULD STLL--- Bursts into tears.

It creeped him out.

Edward Elric would never regret returning his little brother to his body. But it creeped him out.

The golden eyed boy sat on their dorm room's couch, scanning through a book on growth to make sure everything was perfectly okay with Al's body, his equally golden hair tied back in the usual braid and resting lightly on his black jacket. His red coat was tossed aside lazily, meaning Alphonse was busy studying again; otherwise he would have folded it and scolded Edward for his laziness and uncleanthliness.

His right index finger moved to turn the page, when Alphonse called out,
"Brother, please answer the door."

Edward stopped and looked up, glancing at the dark golden haired and eyed fourteen year old currently hunched over several books at a desk. Alphonse loved to absorb any information on Alchemy that he could get, now adays.

"What are you talkin' about, Al? No one's-"

Knock knock knock.

He couldn't stop the shivers that ran down his spine. It creeped him out so badley.

You see, ever since they'd managed to restore Alphonse's body(but, to Al's dismay, not Ed's), he'd been... Weird, to put it plainly. He seemed smarter, wiser, and a bit clumsier for one. Ask him a question and he'd whip out at least five possible answers to it in two seconds. Ask him what 243,994,089 times 435 was and he'd answer 106,137,428,715 in less than thirty seconds. He'd be right every time, too.

Just the other day, they were out walking around the market. It was packed, and Ed couldn't hear a single thing over all the rambling going on around them. But Alphonse turned to him and said,
"Brother, you're acting strange. Three people about twenty seven feet from here have called you short twice in the past five mintues, and you didn't say a single thing. Do you feel okay? Do you want to go home?"

Then, a day later, they were walking down the corridor. Alphonse took in a small breath through his nose and said,

"Step left, Brother."
Ed didn't ask. A line of flame shot right past his shoulder as he did.
"What the-?!"

"Colonal Mustang was around the corner at the end of the hallway. I'm surprised you didn't smell his cologne. It's very strong."
"... Colonal... Mustang doesn't wear cologne, Al..."

And only yesterday Edward had tried to sneak up on Al and Al said he could FEEL Ed's steps on the carpet!

Edward Elric would never, EVER regret getting his little brother's body back.

But Alphonse, his own little brother, creeped him out even more than that idiotic, annoying, sadistic, cross-dressing, envious little pshycotic Palm-Tree called Envy.

I was never good with Endings, but yeah, I had to get this out. Not exactly brotherly love yet, this is just part one.