Lala, well I'm trying to upload these drabbles as fast as possible, so I actually have time to write more instead of just updating, eh heh...but tomorrow I am officially on summer holiday and can devote the entire day to drabbleness! Yay! ...I'm trying to make some sort of feasible commitment here so I don't just spend the day slacking off, lol.

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This is an AU - Alternate Universe - drabble. Again with the MASSIVE END OF SERIES SPOILERS and the angst, lovely incredible angst.

Basically, in the AU, instead of Al using the Stone to ressurect Ed and Ed going across the Gate in exchange for Al, Al brings Ed back but Ed fails to bring Al back. ...does that make any sort of comprehensible sense? Oh well. So, to sum it up, instead of Al being alive in his world and Ed being alive in ours, Ed is alive in his world and Al is dead -sob-

Heehee, I think a little RoyEd snuck it's way in here too.

"…why?"

The sound was so small and broken, a shattered whisper, so out of character coming from the figure standing beside him, that Roy was sure he was mistaken. But no. He could tell by the way Ed's small shoulders were slumped forward, the way his bangs had swung forward to hide his face, the way his usually strong and driven voice wavered and shook.

In one fragment of a moment, he wanted to take Ed in his arms and assure him it would be all right, that he was safe and that was all that mattered. But then the moment was forgotten and he looked down at the grave.

Alphonse Elric.

He heard Ed draw in a shaky breath and stood and watched as he fought to keep his composure.

"Al…he…that – that moron!" A flesh fist made contact with a nearby tree.

The older man fought down an exasperated sigh. The kid only just got his real limbs back and already he was abusing them.

"Stupid…selfish…he was always the one who had to be first! The first to help others, the first to decipher the alchemy texts, first to try making a doll for Winry…always, always, always first!"

Mustang decided to pretend that he thought Ed was shivering from the cold wind in the cemetery.

"…stupid…moron…of all the times…why couldn't he have waited, just once…?"

But for all the he tried to turn a blind eye and let Ed mourn his losses on his own…when the smaller alchemist legs gave out and he sank to the ground, crying for the brother he hadn't been able to save, it was Roy who caught him.

--Owari--