It seems that apparently only one person got my idea correct (Or maybe it was two..?), but everyone else will know what happens when it happens because it happens in this chapter! XD Didn't that make perfect sense?
This is a rather quick update (I'm updating because I'm in a happy mood!), so please be happy, click the purple button and hallelujah!
I had this officially typed up on Thursday (Next day after posting chapter 5), but I waited to see how many reviews I could pull in first. :)
I want at least 12+ reviews for this chapter. :)
A lot more than 12 people read this, so please post. Something. / That and the fact that I updated, really, really soon. A lot sooner than what I had planned. I think I just felt like updating too...
Still Disclaiming.
Normal POV; THREE DAYS LATER; AFTER VISIT TO CREEK
"It was a simple visit to the creek..."
"It shouldn't have happened."
"Not so soon, the poor young boy..."
"But.. What could have been done?"
"That brother of his! He should have known!"
Cold and perilous water sucked a young boy under, a young boy who had never received his first kiss. A young boy who never knew what it was like to have love with another of the opposite gender. A young boy who was loved by all, and known to be there when needed...
"Niiiii-saaaaaaaaann! I love y..y-you!" Cries emitted only never to be heard again, the soft cries and pleading was all that was left and etched into the memory of one, and only his good-nature and kindness left for others. But now the voice would never be his again, both two late to do anything to regain it this time. Both to late to save the boy of whom they were remembering.. .
Alphonse Elric.
It was a mistake. A deadly mistake. A mistake that shouldn't have happened. It was a mistake that kept Edward Elric hiding and refraining from eating. It was a mistake that the two brothers had thought would be a time to reminisce in what had happened, and to talk about what was to come, and to live like they should have, might have, had they lived as normal teenagers. It was something that just shouldn't have happened. It was a simple error, but none of the previous errors had ever made such a mistake that put more at risk.
Ironic, isn't it? A simple visit to the creek. The two boys that had survived everything, from hell and back again, lost. Lost to a simple creek where both had been unprepared.
Who ever could have known that Alphonse Elric would loose his alchemy skills when turning human? None knew. None questioned Winry Rockbell why it happened, none dared ask Edward Elric why he didn't know Alphonse had lost his alchemy skills. Had Alphonse purposely not told them? Had he known he could do alchemy? He must have.
Alphonse knew.
But the questions lingered to them all: Why didn't he tell them? Why didn't he announce he couldn't do alchemy?
The question lingered heavily but none took it as hard as Edward. He'd stopped eating, pushing all food away, and was constantly muttering, "Why didn't I know? Why didn't I ask? Why didn't he tell?" Nothing seemed to make him look up from the floor, and the sun was a nonexistent object in his world. Something that not even Edwards mental dictionary would know of anymore.
Most thought he was a lifeless doll now, but only he knew he wasn't. In the dead of night he woke, crying softly to himself, or sometimes he would just get up and stare at the wall till day cracked through to his window, and he turned the other way, letting the darkness come inside to the room from that side. The two beds were a reminder of what had been there, and to what should have still been there. Once again, equivalent exchange had failed to succeed what it promised.
When morning came into torture him, and once he saw the weather and the dampness of the day, he knew. There were no clouds, and no bright sun to welcome him for the upcoming day. No birds sang together, and no crickets chirped softly. The room was cold and unbecoming, and when Winry came in, sitting by the bed he had yet to leave in 72 hours, brushing his hair softly, he knew.
He knew what day it was, and he started speaking, his voice slightly raspy and unemotional, "W..winry... What day.. is.. it?"
She brushed a few more strokes on his hair, and said softly, "It's Monday Edward."
He said nothing, his head bending down in frustration. "I... It's my fault, Winry, mine that he's not here."
"Edward, it's not. None of us knew." She whispered, still going through his hair.
"Yes it is dammit! It IS my fault! I'm his brother, I'm supposed to know and I didn't! I just didn't..." His voice ended in what was restrained tears.
"Hush." Winry whispered, her own throat chocking up with tears. She pulled harder on his knotted hair and said, through sniffles, "Edward, get up and take a shower. You can't go.. Like that."
Edward slapped her hand away and she withdrew it and he snapped, "I'll go however I damn please." Winry bent her own head this time, her long bangs covering her eyes as her vision blurred from tears. She looked up saying, "Edward, please, just this once."
Edward didn't know how to cope. He didn't know how to cope when he lost his mother, and he certainly didn't know how to now that it was his brother gone. He was frustrated, hurt, and most of all confused.
What could he do? He was willing to make the ultimate sacrifice of himself, but even he knew that would do anything anymore, only cause more pain.
He was at the end of the line, and knew.
He knew he had to face the day, maybe just one more, for the sake of his brother.
A few hours later...
"May you, Alphonse Elric, rest in piece." The Priest said to the grave and to all around it. His voice was like torturous music to them all. Tears leaked down everyone's face like the ocean couldn't stop moving. Or maybe an uncontrollable force that was making them all have silent pleads for this to have never happened.
Everyone stood around the grave, silently reading the inscriptions on it to themselves. Alphonse Elric was 17, almost 18. He lived seventeen and a half years of kindness, hardship, and only a few years of being complete human– before and after. He was young, far to young, they all thought. No, they all knew.
Edward was there, Winry was there, the town was there, and oh hell, even Den was there. People who didn't know Alphonse Elric stopped by to pray for him and wish them all well. Nobody was happy, no singing people, nobody smiling and laughing, and when the rain started to come, people slowly started to leave till it was just Edward and Winry. She'd told Ryou that, if he came, to stay only for a very short amount of time, hardly 5 minutes at the most. He'd done that, coming by to say his prayers to them all and then to leave. Simple as that.
Winry was in all black, the dark mourning color. Her dress was long and strapless, grazing the ground whenever the wind picked up. It blew their hair around and it mixed with the rain, making their hair damp and slightly sticky with moisture. If either of them were crying, it mixed with the rain.
Edward was in an all-black outfit as well, showing his own respect and mourning. His hand, still bandaged although not bloody in the least, was visible, and he soon knelt down on the grave, resting his head on the tombstone that lay bellow them. He bandaged hand grabbed soil, clenching it, while his other rested on the top of it. He was muttering softly to himself, "I let you down... I let you down..." He felt a hand rest on his shoulder, looking over to see Winry there. Her eyes were puffed, but she was there nonetheless.
Understanding passed between them when Edward finally looked Winry in the eyes, both knowing then that, Alphonse Elric, had known. He knew he couldn't to alchemy, but without alchemy, he could, would, have had a noraml life for the remainder of his time. A normal life who didn't have to use alchemy for his problems, and a normal person who didn't have to spend hours reading books in the room when others were out being sociable.
He knew.
While he may have known, they knew too.
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Viola!
There.
A little bit shorter than what I wanted, but I liked it.
I know I'm not supposed to do this, but I felt like replying to my reviews. :)
Hotaru- THANKS! I'm glad you think that. When I first started, I was REALLY scared to post this!
Ashley(sqweek14)- LMAO! I have to admit, I like your last two idea's. The idea of the humunculi hadn't crossed my mind, but now I'm thinking about it. But.. Where would I fit it...
Silverwind89- Well here's an update! Wh00t! No unhappy fans! D:
Dark Emotionless Angel- Actually you were one of the first that reviewed, and when I saw your post, it actually came into mind that they might. But I really like that idea so I might use it with Edward later. :)
Rishai Bakura- Actually Ed didn't see that (Thankfully) but it would have been a comedy scene, but I felt like adding a little /more/ drama into this.
Brickwall847 - (cowers) DON'T KILL ME! I know how you feel but Al wasn't my favorite character and I've been planning this idea for a few weeks now and I couldn't think of another death. Well, unless of course he gets burned but that seemed to be WAY more painful. (P.S. That was enough "o"'s.)
Sarahlee-shanshan- YAY! Thanks for posting! XD
AngelOfTheRain ()- LMAO. That's okay. I'm just happy you posted. :3 And Ed's drool moment? XD NICE. THAT would have been a /scary/ mistake...
Kaean- Hehe thanks
Ragond- Don't worry. He'll be out soon. :)
Mandybelle- YUP I DID! I'm glad you noticed. It was pointed out to me so I took the advice to change it. Maybe it was you who told me...?
Insanely Unstable- Heh. Can't kill him JUST yet. Very soon. Soon he'll be gone out and outta here!
Fullmetal Flutist- TEE HEE! Did you guess correctly!
