A/N: Very short chapter. I got the idea and need to use it!
Chapter 11
August
Alphonse traipsed about the apartment's front yard, enjoying the crunching sound of the leaves underneath his shoes. He discovered that these days, the smallest things in life made him happy. And knowing he would probably never see the colorful leaves after this Autumn again, made him all the more sentimental about the colorful leaves that decorated the drying grass.
Alphonse spotted a large tree across the yard where thousands of red and yellow leaves fell from its branches and heaped about the trunk. He made his way to the tree and sat down next to the trunk, leaning his back onto it.
Alphonse picked up a leaf and gazed at its brilliant yellow, tinged-orange tone.
It reminded him of his brother's hair.
Alphonse held that leaf and picked up another, which was a deep shade of brown.
It looked like his Father's eyes.
Alphonse held onto that leave and leaned forward to clear a place on the grass to set his small collection on.
After he set his two leaves down, he began to pick up more. Every color reminded him of something or someone.
Bright orange reminded him of the fur of Little Brother, his kitten.
Vibrant yellow reminded him of Winry's beautiful hair.
Amber reminded him of Edward's eyes.
The orange and pink reminded him of his trip to the ocean.
The deep red reminded him of the fireworks he had seen last month.
The ones that were still green reminded him of his four-leaf clover.
Alphonse collected as many leaves as possible, setting them all down on the cleared patch of grass. After he could find no more leaves, Alphonse leaned back and gazed at his handy-work.
"Alphonse, what's that?" said a voice from behind him.
Alphonse looked up to see Edward standing behind him, and the younger boy smiled.
"It's my way to remember."
