Disclaimer: I Do
Not Own Fullmetal Alchemist. All I own is the story I made up-yall
all no that lol
warning: ok this chapter does not have much
violence to warn about but still there is a little.
Notes: This
story Ed/Win. paring . I'm sorry for being gone so long , I went on a
mini vacation but I'm back hehe. Hope yall don't hate me to much ;)
any way most of this chapter is like the calm before the storm, with
the exception of the first two paragraphs. I tried to take out some
of the unnecessary description. All the extra description was only
there because the story was originally meant for my friends to read,
and the don't watch FMA so I had to describe a lot of things.
OK
on with the story!
Chp:3-We Meet Again
No! Stop! Why must you torture me like this? Is it not enough that I've spent almost my whole life running and searching! Running...Running... "I must keep running, its the only way. I must save Al... A red haze, what is this! Its filling the sky. The a shadow shrouded around Edward blocking all light. Blocking all hope. Jaws of death were inclosing around him."Can I eat him now?" What! NO! get away! "Hello Fullmetal... remember me?" Lust!" "Did I tell you how cute you are when you are frightened like that?" "Get away from me!" Blood dripping pouring...where is coming from! Why am I covered in blood? Light blinding light! Al where are you! he's gone where is he!" "Brother!" "Brother!save me"..."Don't let me go...don't let me go!" "Al! I'm trying Al I'm trying!" (...farther I have to reach farther.) "Brother..don't let me..." "NOOOO! Al! Al! Alphonse!
"Ni-San! Ni-San! Wake up!" "huh, oh Al your alive" "Where am I?" " your in the hospital." "Oh yeah right, the fight on the train.' The doctor said you have 3 fractured ribs, which punctured you on of your lungs. That's why you were having such a hard time breathing. The only other major is the gash on your left side, but the doctor said everything looks ok. I think you look much better the last night" Al was trying his best o make feel better." Ed chuckled a little "That's not the worst I've been through" Watcha think a Al? Ill live hahaha" Edward put on an half hearted smile." cough..cough..aww remind me not to laugh/" " Ni-San can I ask you something?" "What is it Al?" "Why do you scream in your sleep? Are you in pain? I mean if you are we could get you some help or something."
Edwards eyes widened in shock as the depth of Al's question sunk in. "No Al...I'm fine...just great." Edwards mind was tortured almost every night by nightmares. He had so many he lost count. Each night drained more and more of his soul and spirit away. Each night his mind played with him. Awakening past horrors past fear, and watching him cower with guilt. Edward snapped out of his thoughts and turned to face the window. He looked up at the sky wishing he could me as free as the wind and away from all these troubles, but he knew that was asking too much. (Why can't I forget? Killers, and criminals live each day of there lives like the things they did never happened.
Like the things they did weren't bad, but me each thing I do that's frowned upon stays with me burned into my soul, as if it replays its self each day stock on a loop. It was clear to see Edward couldn't take much more. This mission was pushing him to the edge, collapsing on top of his soul. There was no one to comfort him. No one to look up to for any real help. Just as Edward begin to fight back tears welling up Lieutenant Hugues came in to visit. "Oooooh Ed! I have a special delivery and message for the two of you!" "In this package contains metal for Al's missing arm. Ed, the message is for you. The lieutenant walked closer to Edward, and looked him in the eye, We are sending you back to your home town. Once there you can go to Miss Wenrey's house to repair yo automail. Stay a week or two extra after you recovered you deserve a break." "Thank you sir, but I would rather" " No, no buts its now an order. You shouldn't stress your self out so much its not good for you."
With that Hughes patted ed on the back and saluted Al on the way out. "Good day boys." After a little longer then a week in the hospital recuperating Ed finally had enough strength to travel back to Wenrey's place. The area where is ribs were once fractured was still tender, but his gashes and lungs were healing quickly. "Al, what happened to my shirt?" "Oh sorry brother, it was torn in battle." "huh...figures something like this would happen, but no worries Al, I will just go ask Lieutenant Hawkeye of she can find me a T-shirt Edward was glad to be able to stray away from that dreadful hospital bed. Slowly he placed his feet on the ground and begin to take a few steps as he balanced his self. "Brother do you need any help?" "No thanks Al, I want to do this on my own." .
His pale skin was beginning to get its color back. A nice pink tinge was starting to show over his features. The cool breeze felt good flowing through his hair as he made his way to Hawkeye. " Lieutenant Hawk eye, would you happen to have a shirt that I could where some place in this building, oh and have you seen where my pants are?" " Let me check and see if I can fetch one for you Fullmetal Sir. Wait right here and I'll be back shortly. As Edward waited for her to return he leaned against the wall to rest. He was trying to hide the fact that he still felt frail from his brother and anyone else who worked at the base. He did not want to stay there any longer and he did not want Al to worry about him, he was the older brother and he had to be strong."
Hawkeye soon returned with his pants and a freshly washed white tie shirt. "Thanks." With that Edward limped just slightly to his room. " Brother your back! so did you find something to put on?" "heh...look Al my pants. At least they weren't destroyed."Edward went into the bathroom and got dressed. He carefully put on his pants as to not farther injure his bruises. He winced as his thumb grassed against his gash on his side. The white tie shirt was at least two sizes to big but in his condition it was better to not have something tight pressing against his skin like his tank top. As son as Ed was done he threw on his tattered red trench coat and packed away his torn black jacket and a few other things. Then the both of them were on there way out the door and on to Wenrey's house.
Being on the train brought back memories of the struggle that had caused his injuries in the first place. Ed was sick of it, ever time he returned back to a place he had been before there was nothing good to remember it by. When he was not having a bad dream, then things in the world around him reincarnated in his mind as one. All the beatings to his soul was creating an unstable person in the inside. He knew it was bad to bottle his self up like that, but he couldn't help it. On the outside he may of acted stubborn but in the inside they was a scared little boy who fears of losing everything he holds dear to him." I can't believe that with all that has happened to Al, he still holds his haead up higher then mine." " Hey Al, I promise I'll fix your arm when I get mine repaired." "No worries brother, I know you will." Al looked up at his brother indicating the best he could that he was smiling. Soon the train reached there destination.
"Where home brother!" "You mean what we have left to call home." The town where Edwards house once laid now consisted of inry's house and a few neighbors. The closeist store was a good hike away in a different town all together. They reached the door and Ed hesitated slightly. He missed Wenry so much, but if she saw him like this... her heart would break, then she would get mad. "Brother what's wrong?" "Umm..nothing Al." Edward knocked on the door as to not further any more questions from Al. "Hold on I'm coming!". Wenry ran down the steps and swung open the door expecting it to be a client. (Oh my gosh! Can it be him! Yes it was!) "Edward your back! I've missed you so much! And Al its so good to see you again!". She hugged him tightly. Edward gasped not only from the pain, but also because he was not really used to human contact. He forgot how it was, how it felt.
He never really let anyone touch him willingly. Not since his mother died and his brother was stock without a body.He felt that since his brother could not fill and he did that to him then he himself shouldn't have the privilege either. Wenry sensed him tense up, but she figured may be she caught him off guard. Wenry stepped back and examined the two with her eyes. "What happened to both of you!" "Edward look at you! what have you done to your arm!" "Well...W e got into a little scuffle you see..." " Emm hmm little.. you are an IDIOT!" WHY DO YOU HAVE TO PUT YOUR SELF IN SO MUCH DANGER EACH DAY!" "Isn't bad enough that I worry about when you will come back, and now i have to worry if your even alive!"Wenry's face began to flush red and tears began to well up. " No,please don't cry Wenry..I'm fine..really" Edward slapped on a cheesy smile upon his face to calm her. Wenry knew that he was lying, but she decided to calm down and play along for now. "Well the both of you just come in and rest. Al you can rest in the living room. Edward meet me in my auto mail room." (This is going to be a longggg day...Edward you are in for it!)
note: Ok this is the end of Chapter 3i think it was a little short, but im going somewhere and i wanted to post it b4 i forgot. This was the calm, now as you get into chapter 4 when i post it then that will begin the storm. I know this chppe was a little soft but i had to get into eds feelings for chp. 4 to go smoothly. Hope you liked it. thanks for all the R&R on my other chapters please continue.Im going to try and post chp. 4 before i go back to school on the 6th. hopefully i will.
