Title: The Eighth Deadly Sin
Summary: Squeal to Solemn Deceit. Ed now has to deal with Al dating Winry and not seeing him often for they're both state alchemists. AlWinish and a little Winry bashing
Warnings: Ed has an angst session. That's about all
Word count: 938
A/N: wow... I swear, I have an explanation. I got really into this Kingdom Heart's one shot I thought up late in the night after my last update. Like, around midnight. And since that fic is about torture, I didn't want to write anything along side it, just in case. Except, I'm back to writing it again and writing this and a couple other fanfics alongside it. Just like how I managed to write a 10,000 word oneshot while only writing barely over 2,000 of the torture fic last time . I think this time though I'm writing to pull me out of the fic. -shudders- it's scaring me
The Eighth Deadly Sin
Jealousy [jel-uh-see] plural-ous·ies
Noun; jealous resentment against a rival, a person enjoying success or advantage, etc., or against another's success or advantage itself.
Something's telling me to leave , But I won't, 'Cause I'm damned if I do ya, Damned if I don't Make a fool of myself, When you hang around, When you're gone, I'm a match that's burning out Could've been, should've done, What I said I was going to, (Said that I was going to), But I never promised you, (But I never promised you), Promised you, promised you~ "Damned if I Do Ya (Damned if I Don't)" by All Time Low
Al left. Of course, Ed told him to, but that wasn't the point. He was supposed to put up more of a fight. Ed sighed heavily, stopped pacing, and flopped down on the couch in his shared apartment. He still had yet to unclench his hands from his head and ultimately his hair. He wasn't supposed to feel like this not at all.
Ed did not get jealous.
But he did get mad at anyone making him feel this way-which he never had before. Winry was his friend and he still cared about her, really, he did, that's why he had Al go back to her. But sometimes…..sometimes she just pissed him the hell off. Ed used to like her, he will admit to that, he also thinks that they make a cute couple, now only if that didn't hurt his heart every time he thought it.
Life hated him, Ed decided as he let out another heavy sigh, hands falling to his lap, gaze resting on them. Well, maybe not life. Maybe it was just Lady Fate and Karma. But either way, it made his life miserable. And he had no one to talk to about any of this either. This is why he faked suicide and ran away.
Ed stands and wanders over to the window looking out forlornly. Ed hated how weather always either fit your mood or was the exact opposite. Luckily for Ed, this was the former.
That's how Al found him when he walked in a little while later. Ed blinked blankly at the door and Al looked at him curiously.
"Brother? What're you doing?" He asks curiously.
"Looking out the window," He answered. It was technically true. Al walks over and joins him at the window after hanging up his jacket. The younger folds his arms and leans on the on the window sil.
"The lightning is pretty," Al says after a while and a boom of thunder sounds almost immediately after. "It burns bright but only for a second before fading into the past and to be forgotten for forever." He shifts, leaning now only on one arm reaching down to hold Ed's hand with the other. "I'd say it's like us, but we're still going. Maybe not as strong as we'd like. And maybe we don't see completely eye-to-eye on many things, but we keep trying. With lightning, as soon as it shouldn't exist anymore, it doesn't. But we...we ignore that fact. We may leave a shadow of fear just like thunder and lightning, but we're better than that. Than this."
Ed sighs and removes his hand from Al's as the brunette turns to look at him, question in his eyes. Ed shakes his head and turns his back to Al. "I...I don't want to make you choose. She was first. If I had known then I wouldn't have...done anything in Liore. I'd come out, I'd come back, but I wouldn't have done anything." Ed goes straight to the bed room after saying this, not giving Al a chance to reply.
He flopped down on the bed and closed his eyes. Sometimes he just needed a break.
.~.~.~.
When Ed blinked his eyes open the next morning, Al was cuddled into his side. He looked at the brunette and sighed. He didn't want to stay mad but he did. Al needed to make a choice. But Ed didn't want to force it in fear of the result. Either choice would make Ed feel bad, and probably Al too. It was basically asking him where his loyalties were and then shunning him if they weren't with Ed but shunning Winry if they were.
Ed closes his eyes again. Life was too stressing to be awake now. He'll wake up later when there weren't so many problems. If only it was that simple, he really wished it was. He didn't want to keep running, but he didn't want to force Al into a choice that he may or may not later regret. And if he did manage to run away again, Al'd feel guilty and break up with Winry just to look for him and drag him back. And that would probably make him more miserable than anything else.
Most people wouldn't say Ed's a coward.
They're wrong.
He sighs and throws his arm over my face, effectively doing just enough to wake up Al.
"Brother?" He groans, rubbing his eyes with a yawn.
Ed throws on a small smile and directs it at the brunette. "Sorry Al, didn't mean to wake you."
"Is something wrong?" Al asks throwing an arm over Ed's waist and setting his head on the blonde's chest.
"I guess you could say that," Ed mutters more to himself than Al.
"What is it?"
Ed sighs, and flips onto his side, sliding down some to be eye to eye with Al, keeping the brunette's arm around his waist and recuperating the action. "Jealousy," He answers kissing Al's nose before sitting up and sliding off the bed. Al follows him into the bathroom.
"Of?" he asks already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from Ed.
"It's nothing," Ed says hugging his brother. "Honestly." he kisses him once real quick before getting ready for the day. He barely managed to hear Al say "If you say so brother." before leaving the room. It was nothing he wanted Al to worry about. Though he knew if it persisted much longer, then Al'd force him to tell. He'd think of something to say.
A/N: sorry for the shortness it's only like 70 words short of normal, but I just couldn't keep it going. Gomen! -bows apologetically- and anyways. I need a beta. Like bad. That way I'll keep updating, and they can throw ideas at me. I dunno what the next sin is going to be. Any suggestions/offers would be much appreciated.
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~Evelynn