Author's note: Here's part 2 of when it's Valentine's Day! Hope you enjoy! Prepare to be amazed by what happens! I know you may think me cruel but it was going to happen sooner or later! Read on to find out what I mean!
'So. Alphonse has told me a lot about you.' Hohenheim tried to strike up a conversation.
'Good things I hope.' Edward answered coolly. On the inside though he felt like a nervous wreck.
'Yes. Of course. So. I hear you're from Resembool. Lovely place.'
'Yeah. Beautiful.' Edward smiled.
'I've been there a few times myself.' Hohenheim answered. 'So… Are you gay?'
This question took Edward by surprise.
'What kind of question is that?' Alphonse shouted in annoyance.
'Oh I'm just curious.'
'Well yes.' Edward answered. This answer took Alphonse by surprise since he thought Edward would be too embarrassed to speak. 'Mum wasn't best pleased when she found out be she does try to be supportive. At least…I THINK she does.' Edward almost choked on his tears as the memories of Saturday night weeks ago crept on him. He tried to force them back as best he could in the hope that Alphonse and Hohenheim wouldn't notice.
The rest of the journey was silent until they came to a big house on the street.
'Wow! Your house is HUGE!'
'It's not really.' Alphonse said modestly. 'Anyway, come on in.'
'Taking their shoes off inside the house, Edward found the phone by the staircase and immediately dialled his home number in.
"I'm afraid we're not around but please leave a message after the beep." His mother's voice was heard through the phone. "And don't forget the cookies!" Edward's own message was heard as well. BEEP
'Mom. I'm at Alphonse's house. If you get this message then call back here. The number is on the mirror. See you later.' Edward hung up the phone and wandered into the kitchen to find Hohenheim and Alphonse sat at the table.
'I left a message on the answering machine.'
'Ok. Do you want to come up to my room?' Alphonse asked.
'Yeah sure.'
Arriving in the bedroom, he found walls of posters and a computer plus a guitar on its stand. The bed was pushed up against a wall.
'Wow! What are the posters of?' Edward stood in amazement and glared at every inch of the wall.
'Oh you know. Avenged Sevenfold, My Chemical Romance and Linkin Park.'
'Is that all?'
'Not really.'
'May I?' Edward asked to sit on the bed.
'Of course.' Edward sat abruptly, letting himself in the soft, comfy mattress.
'You play guitar?' Edward asked eyeing the instrument closely.
'Yeah. I can play a few songs. Do you wanna try?'
'No thanks. I'm left-handed.'
'Ok.'
'So… What do you wanna do?' Alphonse asked joining Edward on the bed.
'Well…' Suddenly, Alphonse was laid back on to the bed as Edward pushed him there. This time they're kissing was stepping up a notch. Edward's tongue was slipping into Alphonse's mouth massaging it slowly. With Alphonse doing the same. Edward was laid over Alphonse, his straggling his hips. Alphonse's arms were wrapped around the back of Edward's neck wanting to go further into the passionate kissing.
Slight moans were caught in Edward and Alphonse's throats. Their kissing seemed to last for hours but they knew that if they went further then someone could easily walk in on them.
'Tea's ready.' Came a sudden call from the bottom of the stairs. Edward and Alphonse immediately sat up, still on top of Alphonse, his hair ruffled and hic clothes creased. Alphonse wasn't much of a mess but noticeably untidy.
Quickly straightening themselves up, they ran into the kitchen and Edward took up his seat at the table.
The dish of the day consisted of fish, mash potatoes, peas and hollandaise sauce with a small glass of milk stood next to his plate. Edward would have to take tiny sips to be polite, he knew that but would he be able to last the night drinking a vomit-like liquid? My assumption: no.
As they tucked into their food, there was a small pitter-patter on the floor, almost silent. The creature jumped suddenly on the table. Edward's body froze, his hair standing on end he immediately dropped his cutlery to meet eyes with… a cat.
'Mōshi! You know you shouldn't be on the table!' But it took no notice and kept its cold blue gaze on Edward.
'Are you Ok Edward?' Hohenheim could sense Edward's fear from the cat.
'N-not really. I hate cats.' Edward spoke slowly and quietly, trying to hide from the cat that he was talking.
'Don't worry. Mōshi is very friendly. Just stroke him.' Alphonse advised.
'O-Ok.' Slowly, Edward raised his right hand to the cat's head but as he did the cat's eyes narrowed and it's back was arched as if Edward had let off a trap.
'D-don't worry kitty. I w-.' Edward tried to speak reassurance to it but it hissed angrily and pounced for Edward's shoulder and sank its sharp teeth into his right shoulder. Edward fell off his chair in the shock but the cat wouldn't let go. Edward screamed in pain as the fangs sank further into his flesh.
Hohenheim rushed to try and pull the cat off but this made the cat sink deeper.
'AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!! Get this cat off me!' Edward screamed in terror.
'Dad! You're not helping!' Alphonse screamed. Watching the cat, he noticed it trying to claw at his right arm. "The auto-mail? Could that be sending the cat crazy?" Alphonse thought to himself.
'Hang on Ed! This will hurt!'
'I'm already in enough bloody pain as it is!' Edward screamed.
Ripping off Edward's sleeve, he unplugged the auto-mail arm.
'AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!' The screams were worse and almost deafening. Alphonse threw the auto-mail under the table and the cat immediately left Edward to pursue the metal.
Blood welled up from the wound and it started to swell slightly from the attack. Edward was dragged on to the sofa and Hohenheim fished the first-aid kit and Edward was bandaged up.
'How'd you know to off my auto-mail?' Edward asked.
'I noticed Mōshi kept scratching at your arm when it would've probably scratched at your chest instead. Why'd you think Mōshi acted like that?'
'It's the auto-mail. Cats sense it and hate it. Thinking it as a threat to put an end to.' Edward concluded for them.
'I'm REALLY sorry about all this.' Alphonse sobbed.
'Don't worry. It's not your fault and you didn't know anyway.'
'We'd better get you home Ed. Ok?' Hohenheim suggested.
'Yeah, Ok. Just fish me back my arm and we'll be on our way.'
Snatching the arm back, Edward braced himself and pushed the arm back in its socket.
'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!' Edward screamed in pain as the nerves reconnected to his auto-mail. They walked out to the car.
There was a sudden ring and Hohenheim answered his cell phone.
'Hello? Yes? REALLY? Hell no! Ok. I'm on my way.'
'What is it?' Alphonse asked.
'Mustang wants me to go over to a crime scene. Look's like a woman's been shot. She's alive but she can't be saved. I'll have to take you two with me.'
Hohenheim drove quickly towards the scene before joining a crowd of ambulances and public.
The three stepped out of the car cautiously.
'You two. Stay behind the tape. I'm going to Mustang.' Hohenheim instructed sternly. A look of seriousness bordered across his face.
Edward immediately pushed to the front of the crowd.
'No! Edward! Come back!' Alphonse pushed in after him.
Suddenly, the sight of the woman caught Edward's eyes. The woman he knew so well. Ever since he had a memory. His mother. Her eyes were open with the shock and her clothes were soaked in blood.
'MOM!!' Edward screamed and he immediately dodged under the tape to join her.
'W-where a-are you Edw-ward?' She croaked. Her vision was weak.
'I'm here!' He screamed but before he could reach her, he was being dragged out of the scene.
'NO! LET ME GO!' He screamed. Tears were gushing from his eyes. His auto-mail met with the faces of the military officers and Edward was able to run to his mom and crouch at her side.
'Get that kid outta there!' Ordered an angry Roy Mustang
'No. Let him stay.' A woman spoke.
'Riza?' Roy was confused.
'That's the woman's son. He has a right to be there. Didn't you hear him scream?'
'Mom.' Edward cried.
'Where are you?' She spoke. Her vision was fading from blood loss.
'I'm here.' He took her hand and let it touch his own cheek to show that he was there by her side.
'Edward. I'm not long for this world. Her breathing was slowing down.
'Please don't go! I need you!' The tears were falling faster.
'Edward. Promise me you will get married when the time is right.' She spoke softly.
'Of course I will mom. You know I will.' His voice was strained from the tears.
'No Ed. Promise you'll get married to a woman.' The words echoed in his mind and he couldn't speak.
'Promise me Edward.' She whispered.
'Ok mom.' He finally answered.
'Oh Edward. Transmute me some flowers. Your father always transmuted me flowers.' Her voice faded and the light left her eyes. Her hand grew weak and flopped in his hand.
'M-mom?' His voice was shaky. Suddenly it hit him. She was gone and she wasn't coming back.
'Mom!' He cried. Tears falling thick and fast. The crowd around him watched disturbed. They too were close to tears and they watched in horror as the boy cried for his lost mother.
A couple of men came through to pull a cloth over her and still Edward cried.
Hohenheim joined him but to get him behind the tape.
'Come on Ed. It's ok. Come on.'
'No!' Edward screamed and he wouldn't budge.
'I'm sorry Ed but you leave me no choice.'
Taking hold of him around the waist, he tried to carry Edward away.
'NO! LET ME GO!' He screamed and his legs flailed. His metal leg continuously kicking him and his metal arm continuously elbowing Hohenheim. Then, clapping his hands, his metal arm was transmuted into a blade.
Soldiers were ready to assist Hohenheim but they didn't budge unless ordered.
'Come on Ed. You don't want to do that. What use is another dead person?' The words forced restraint on Edward and he allowed himself to be dragged away.
'He used alchemy without a transmutation circle!' Roy spoke in disbelief. 'What is his name?'
'I believe he's an Elric sir. But… he looks like a relation of Hohenheim! Their hair, eyes and face seem to resemble each others!' Hawkeye too was in disbelief.
'Maybe they're father and son.' Roy concluded.
'But I thought his only son was Alphonse Heidrich.'
'Maybe so but surely only a son of Hohenheim could use alchemy without a transmutation circle.' Roy smiled slyly.
Hohenheim opened the car door and let Edward sit down on the edge of the seat.
'Ed. You can sleep at our house tonight. Ok? I'm sorry for your mother being shot but you've got to hold yourself together.'
'Wait. There's one thing I've got to do. Let me go behind the tape again.' Edward's eyes held a fierce gaze with Hohenheim and he gave in.
'Ok. As you wish.'
Edward sat up from the car and passing a clump of grass he transmuted it into a beautiful Peace lily.
Hohenheim watched in astonishment. "Could this be? Edward Elric? My son?"
As Edward approached the crowd, they made a wide space for him and he slipped under the tape.
Hohenheim approached Mustang. 'Let him through. He said he needed to do this.'
'Of course.' Roy smiled. 'Men! Do nothing!' He ordered.
Edward crouched down at the cloth-covered corpse and rested the flower down next to where the head of his mother would be.
'Goodbye mom. I'll be with you soon.' He whispered and he left the scene to the car and sat down there. Waiting to be taken away from the tragedy of death.
Author's note: How's that? I know I'm evil. Remember what Edward has just said and that will be the key to the next chapter. Hope you're ready for it!
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