Here Comes the Rain again…
By Nina Elric
Here comes the rain again,
Falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
Becoming who we are.
As my memory rest,
But never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when September ends…
Here Comes the Rain again – Alphonse...
It was a cold September night, that it had all happened...
It was a light sprinkle outside, the rain had just begun. I was scared. I was in an alleyway, holding a knife above my head. Winry was lying down, trembling. I was sitting on her stomach, about to stab her. My hand shook terribly. I couldn't do it. Winry; she was my best friend. We've known each other for so long. How could I do this. The knife dropped from my hand and landed but a few inches away from her face. She was still trembling, she was, now,faced towards the fallen knife. I stood up. She was staring at the knife, she couldn't keep her eyes away from it. I knew what she was thinking. She was thinking, 'Why didn't he kill me?' I couldn't do it, Winry. I've known you for most of my life...
It was September 2, 1915. I was sixteen years old now. Winry was turning sixteen in but a few days. I guess you could say, letting her live was the best present to give her. I still had the wounds from the Lab 5 incident, and I was still getting over the fact that I had tried to murder Winry. I silently walked to the edge of the alleyway and sat on the roadside; on the curb. I was crying. My head was buried in my hands which were rested upon my knees. I could bare it any longer. I didn't want her to be in as much pain as I was in, but what happened to get that matter out of the way, was no reason for my actions. I screwed up again. The rain was getting heavier. I felt pain throughout my body. My head was pounding and my heart was hurting. I felt dead.
---In Central HQ---
I had killed my brother…all for my own selfish reasons. I was in my dorm room now, and I wasn't feeling right. The pain still hadn't gone away when I left the alleyway. I only hoped that Winry was all right.
I couldn't understand why I was suddenly going out and killing people, and all for my selfish gain. Maybe I had grown tired of searching for the stone and decided to take the chances of others lives. Or maybe I had grown tired and depressed, and might have wanted to get the people's misery out of my own life. Maybe there was a spark that triggered a panicked and I forgot who I was. Or maybe…
Alphonse…
Alphonse was dead, and so I felt empty. A sudden urge for my own blood to shed hit my head and I ran to the desk at the far side by the door. There, I opened one of the drawers and retrieved something silverfish-gray. It was a…gun! I lifted it slowly, my hand shaking as it had done with the knife. I held it up to my head, and was ready to pull the trigger. But a sudden knocked on the door awakened me. I didn't know how to respond, so I panicked and shoved the gun back into the drawer and shut it tightly and quickly. Just then, the door flew open. It was Winry. She was crying. She flew into my arms and I tightly held her close. I wanted her to save me. But no one could. Not now, not ever. My life's scars were revealing themselves, to Winry, to everybody. I was bleeding slowly, but steadily. I knew I wasn't supposed to be here. The kindness of my brother was gone, as for he was dead. I would never see him again. I missed my nii-san. Too much…
A/N: Hey. So how was it? I know...it was short and all...but the nextchapter, I promise, will be much longer! Yay for longer chapters! waves the original japanese flagI've been trying to figure out how to get this story started. As you can tell, it's gonna be an EdxWin, but it starts off sadly.
Ed tried killing poor Winry. Had he gone mad? Find out in Chapter Two – Scars and Tears…