Okay, so i really don't have much of an opening for this one! This is probably my favorite out of all teh chappys! (Except for chappy 2, i love when he eats the bug xD) OH! And i recently discovered something i left out that's VERY important!
I DO NOT OWN FMA! :D
Now that THAT'S taken care of...
WARNING!: Contains: Crying, Blood, yelling, exposure, Yaoi!, inexplanable dissapearances of characters, and more Edo snoozing (though not as frequent)
Ed blinked his eyes open with a groan, getting the attention of those around him. Immediately the was bombarded with questions and concerns.
"Not that I don't appreciate your concerns..." Ed started, "But I don't know any of you, so please back up."
After a chorus of saddened gazes, Ed's eyes fell on one particular blond. He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, unlit, and seemed to be trying his best to hold back tears. It pained Ed to see someone like that, so he did what anyone would do in that situation.
He sat up on his hands and knees, leaned foreward, and kissed his cheek.
It surprised everyone in the room, expecially Ed himself. He had felt a pull, he had needed to comfort this man. But why with a kiss? While thinking, he snaked his fingers in the crooks of The older blonds, who's cigarette had long since fallen from his lips. He shuddered at the feel of soft golden fur, but never the less looked up to Ed with a watered down smile, and whispered.
"I'm Havoc... Jean Havoc."
Ed nodded.
"I think my name is Edward Elric."
'Havoc' Dropped his head, breathing deeply for a few seconds. Looking back up, Ed could see he was crying.
"I already know."
Al and Roy, just outside
"So... It's irreversable?"
"I'm sorry, Al... There's something blocking him from his memories that isn't just poison. We can't get him to remember if he doesn't want-
"But why wouldn't he want to remember?" Al clutched the front of his weathered jacket with both hands, face down as he tried not to cry. "Why would he willingly forget?"
Roy was silent for a long while, listening the muffled sobs from Al and within the room.
"Think about it, Al." He said, making the youngest Elric look up.
"If you had suffered through so much... If you were in such pain as Ed...
Would you want to remember?"
Ed and Havoc
Ed held the man's... Havoc's hand, just sitting without words for what was the longest time...
"Ed..."
He looked up to find Havoc inches away, breathing on his lips. Ed could smell nicotine and coffee, but for some reason, loved it.
"You don't remember what we did?"
Ed shook his head.
"You don't remember how it felt?"
Again, he shook his head.
"...Do you want to?"
This time, there was no immediate answer, only silence. Albeit, Havoc's breathing was rough, and Ed's unsure, but it was quiet. For some strange reason, Ed didn't want this opportunity to pass. A soft touch of their lips, and all doubts dissapeared in haze. Havoc pulled the younger blond closer, onto his lap, and ran a soft hand up the back of his shirt. Ed shuddered, and wrapped his arms around Jean's neck, running his tongue along the man's lower lip.
"Why...?"
A small moan from the younger one, their tongues flicking hesitantly in and out of eachother's mouths. Neither knew what to do, because neither were sure if it was alright to do this. Ed's hand slid up Jean's shirt and toyed with his nipple, sending jolts of pleasure through the older blond, Who responded with running his own hands down Ed's sides, one skimming the rim of his pants.
"Why do I want you?"
Ed gasped at the Feel of soft finger's at his pants. Wanting to go further, he pushed his erection against Jean's, making his moan. Ed reached up and brought their mouths together once more, still clumsy, but more sure of himself. This time, he got to taste the coffee, rather than just smell it.
"Why are we doing this..."
Ed pulled back, panting, Shifting abit as the friction decreased, leaving both men panting and watching eachother's eyes.
"We can't... Jean. Not with my... Brother... Outside the door."
He stood over the basin, hot water springing up onto his hands from where the water hit the porclein with too much force. His knuckles were white from gripping it too hard, and his heavy breathing only made the mirror foggier. Sweat dripped down to mix with the water.
"Damn."
He could hardly stop coughing up blood, and when it did stop, he was vommiting the same. His body ached all over and it was hard to walk. Al had said it was because of the rejection. Because he was a freak. Because he wasn't normal, and gods deemed him unworthy of exsistance. Because...
Just fucking because.
He grabbed the nearest towel and wiped the water from his face, his hair sticking to his cheeks and forehead. 'Why do I have so much hair?' He found himself thinking. He eyed the scissors for a long time, and was reaching for them, when a light rap was heard from the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Jean."
Silence.
"Alright... come in."
The door opened, and Jean stepped through, closing it softly behind him. He looked up at Ed and sighed, reaching up to push golden strands from his face.
"Rough night?"
Ed nodded. Havoc just sighed again and pulled the blond into a hug, who eagerly returned it, resting his head on Havo'c shoulder's. They stood like that for a while, until Ed doubled over and started coughing into his hand. Blood splattered onto the floor, and matted the fur on his hand. Jean just rubbed his back in circles, sad eyes trying to figure out what to do.
"Ed..."
The younger blond looked up through pained tears, wishing Jean wasn't there to see. Ever since... In the hospitol, Ed felt drawn to him. It was strange, not knowing him, and after Jean explained what had happened, and Ed blushed himself crazy... It was only a matter of time before they started... doing things. They never went very far, but...
"What?
"I'm sorry... If we had protected you better... you wouldn't have ever-
"Stop. Just stop. I already have Al breathing down my neck about how he wasn't strong enough, and i sure as hell don't need it from you. Whatever happened to, I'm almost positive it wasn't anyone's fault but my own... especially since..." Ed looked down, fingering the cracks in the tile. The hand on Jean's arm tightened, making The older blond wince at his claws.
"Since what, Ed?"
Ed looked up again, reaching up to carress Jean's face. He raised his head and kissed him as softly as he'd ever before, and drew a shaky breath.
"Since I remembered."
The night before:
"Please, Pandora. I know you only want to protect me, but... They need this... as much as I need it."
The young cat spat, sitting back on it's haunches and refusing to look at her friend.
"You can't yet, not when they're so close."
"WHO!" Ed shouted, making the cat flinch. These cryptic messages were getting on his nerves. "WHO THE FUCK IS CLOSER! WHY WON'T YOU...!"
He looked down.
"Why won't you tell me?"
Pandora walked forward, rubbing her chin against Ed's.
"I'm sorry, Ed...
...
Would it make you feel better... remmebering things?"
Ed looked up, and could only nod.
"I can't give you everything... But I can give you that man."
"What man?"
Pandora just smirked, and looked toward the alley.
"The one who smells like cigarettes."
Al sat in their study with a glass of liquor in his hand. He never drank any, just swirled it around the glass. He just sat there, thinking about his brother.
How Ed couldn't remember...
Didn't want to remember...
Would never remember.
Their was a crash as the glass fell to the floor and shattered. It had falled from Al's hand at the realization. Now he sat there, Head cradled in his hands, sobbing uncontrolably.
...
Ed: That was cryptic...
Me: A little bit...
Ed: I'm starting to kind of not like Pandora.
Me: Whys? D: I LOVE Pandora!
Ed: She's all... bleh!
Jeremy: Okay, guys xD stop fighting! So, Genocide! Have you gotten any submissions you like?
Me: Yes, actually! Mortichai, The Curse of Forever, and Fullmetal Epicness' submissions were really cool! It's a shame though, that i only get one :\
Ed: So, how long do they have to submit?
Me: Hehe, this is NOT the last chappy they get to review with submissions! With how it turned out, the appearance of the person will be in chapter 11, and I'd like for you to leave your name with your submission, so i don't have to have the character named something like 'Mango Shake' Or 'Mortichai' (Who the hell would name their kid that?) Though, I'd like to remind them they CAN submit two... One for each chappy xD
Jeremy: You're too nice, Geno
Ed: What the hell are you talking about, Jeremy? She's a sadistic nutjob with WAY too much time on her hands!
Me: Awe~! Thanks, Lovey ^-^
Ed: THAT WASN'T A COMPLIMENT!
Me: Hehe! ANYWHO'S!
Jeremy: Ok Ok... So, i guess it's up to me to wrap this up-
Genocide: No wAY! It's my story, so i get to! :[
SO!
Review and submit, less i turn Ed's penis into a gnome and you will be sad :)
