THE REVIEWS! I was soooo happy when I saw the reviews! That is awesome, and here I was thinking the chapter sucked. XD Oh, I messed up on the year on Ed's journal thing in the last chapter. He started writing in in 2006 not 05.

School is starting soon, so the reviews won't be coming as fast because of that~


Roy couldn't believe that he had found Ed's journal, or that he even had one. He didn't really want to disrespect Ed's privacy, but his curiosity got the best of him. And soon he was flipping to the next page.


August 14th, 2006

Normally, I wouldn't even think about writing in such a girlish like a journal. But, I feel right now…I need to. Mom's sick. Real sick. She won't say it, but collapsing in the kitchen isn't really in your every day sickness. Al doesn't know how sick Mom really is, but I do. She's in the hospital now; the doctors want to keep her there permanently. Al…I'm not going to tell him just how ill Mom is. Well…I think I've written enough for today…

-Ed


August 20th, 2006

I didn't feel like updating this for almost a week because I was lazy. So yeah, deal with it. Mom's condition hasn't changed. They think she might have some form of cancer. Witch we all know isn't good. School starts up soon, next Tuesday. I don't want to go! I want to stay with Mom everyday! Al and I stay at the hospital a lot. We spent the night the other day. I was scared to leave her. I'm trying to stay strong for Al, but…It's really hard….Cause truthfully I'm terrified that I'm going to lose her.

Well…That's all for today.

-Ed


Roy could already see a change in Ed from just the two entries he read. The first entry he could see how strong Ed was emotionally, but then the next entry. You could see how he was beginning to crumble. He began to skim through the next few entries. Ed would write about how school was, his Mom's mystery illness, and his troubles. He stopped on an entry in the spring of 2007.


March 31st 2007

They still haven't figured out what's making Mom sick… But the Doctors are saying it's getting worse. They don't think she's going to make it pass this year. I don't believe it though, Mom's strong. Al and I haven't contacted our Dad to tell him yet. Even though Mom says that we need to… I don't want to get in contact with that bastard! He'd just push me around like he did when I was a kid. Anyhow, Mom was telling us about what would happen to us if something bad did happen to her. If you know what I mean. She says that we would go live with Winry and her Grandma in Resinbol. I know why she doesn't want us to go with Dad…Al doesn't though, so he pestered mom about it for a few minutes. Before he finally settled with the answer that Winry's grandma is our Godmother, even though that's not the truth.

Well…I think that's good for today…

~Ed


Roy sighed as he sat the book down…Running his hand through his ebony hair. He tried to think how terrible those years were for Ed. Picking the book back up; he began to flip through the next year. Skimming through the entries, he found that they were mostly the same. Ed would talk about his day and his visits with his mom, and anything else. He then settled on an entry from a couple weeks before he had met Ed.


April 20th 2009

I can't believe it…This has to be a dream, a nightmare! This CAN'T be reality! Mom died! She died last night! They couldn't do anything about it!!! They couldn't save her….! They called us this morning. Real early. At 3 am I think… They told us to come in…They said that it wasn't looking good. So we went in… And she was with us for one good hour. I held her hand, she died holding my hand…Al cried…He's still crying…More like sobbing. But who am I to talk, I went hysterical. We got back home at 5. We're going to hear Moms will this morning. We're not going to school today, or the rest of the week. We have to get ready to go to Winry's. We called her this morning at seven, we talked to Pinako. The funeral will be at the end of the week. Well….I've got to go…bye.

-Edward


Roy closed the book, putting it back on the shelf. He didn't want to read any further. That was by far the most tragic thing he ever read. He could literally feel Ed's pain through his writing. And that made his heart hurt, he didn't like seeing Ed in pain. Or reading about it, for that matter. Walking out of the room, he closed the door behind him. He wanted to talk to Al.


In the living room, Al was sitting on the couch. Winry was next to him talking to Riza. They had gotten at the house a few minutes ago. Al had told them some of what had happened with Ed's Dad, but left out the fight he and Ed had. He would wait for Ed and Roy to tell them about them being together.

"Al."

Al looked up from his feat when he heard his name. Looking up, he saw Roy standing above him.

"Oh, Roy. I didn't see you there." Al said. Laughing slightly.

"It's okay." Roy said with a smile. "Can I talk to you in the kitchen for a moment?"

"Yeah." Al replied as he got up from his seat.


"So what did you want to talk about?" Al asked.

Roy was standing next to the window, watching the evening sky. It was a deep blue still, even though it was nearing seven o clock. The days were lasting longer, now that summer was slowly approaching.

"Tell me about how Ed was when your Mother died, you said he changed a lot then." Roy said, turning around to face Al. Leaning against the wall for support, hands buried deep in his jeans pockets.

Al looked down at the glass of sprite he had poured himself.

"He….He got so sick that week." Al said. "It was the sickest I had ever seen him."

Roy stayed silent. He could tell by Al's tone that he wasn't finished yet.

"Right after we got home from the hospital after Mom died, he…He ran right up to the bathroom, and I could hear him throwing up. He couldn't keep anything down for the rest of the day. He had such a high fever too…It was awful." Al said.

Roy nodded. "Wow…" Was all he could manage to say.

"He then got really depressed…Which didn't really surprise me…He managed to break out of it by the time we got here." Al said.

Roy remembered seeing Ed in his room the week that he had came there. He left his curtains open during the day and most of the time and forgot to close them at night. And Roy couldn't keep his eyes of him. He just found Ed so….intriguing. And he found a smile tug at his lips.

"And…When he met you he got even better, as I've told you." Al said with a grin.

Roy nodded. "Yes, I believe you told me that this morning." He replied.

"Oh yeah, this day just seems like it's been going on forever. This morning feels like last week." Al said with a chuckle.

Roy smiled.

Suddenly, they heard feet running against the hard wood floor of upstairs, and a door slam shut.

"What the hell?!" Roy asked.

Al looked at him with a slight fear in his eyes. Roy just gave him a look that said 'I got this' before he ran upstairs.


Standing in the hallway, he found Ed's door wide open and the bathroom door shut. It didn't take long for Roy to figure out what happened. Walking over to the bathroom door, Roy softly knocked.

"Ed." Roy said softly.

He waited for a few minutes before knocking again.

"Hey Ed, let me in." Roy said.

"..t's unlocked." He heard Ed mutter softly.

Turning the knob, the bright lights of the bathroom met his eyes. Shutting the door behind him, he looked over to find Ed leaning against the tiled wall of the bathroom. His face was deathly pale, and you could see the sickness in his eyes. Roy felt pity for his small lover. He quietly walked over to Ed and lifted him into his lap.

"Let's get you back to bed…" Roy said as stood up.

Ed was not heavy, so carrying him was easy for Roy to do. Ed made no complaints. Roy slowly walked back to Ed's bedroom, not wanting to go fast in case the boy got sick.


Roy slowly laid Ed down in his bed, covering his up with the thick, cozy, comforter. ED really needed to sweat out his fever. Roy then sat on the edge of the bed. Watching his blond love.

"Don't leave…" Ed said pathetically.

Roy looked at him with a small smile. "I didn't plan to." Roy replied.

He then scooted over and laid down next to Ed, wrapping his arms around the smaller teen.

"I'm going to stay with you forever." Roy promised, one he knew that he would keep.

Ed smiled as his eyes began to droop and he fell into a deep sleep, the second time without his medication.


Okay, so we learned some more about how Ed thinks about stuff. We got another look into his mind. Fun. Hope you enjoyed! See you in chapter 13~