1I do not own FMA...but I wish I did...

SPOILERS PLEASE READ TO UNDERSTAND STORY

This is a bit different from the real story. Instead of Al coming back as a twelve year old, he comes back at the age he was at with no memories of the journey that he and Edward went on. He now lives with Winry. Auntie Pinako has died recently, so it's just Al and Winry...for now!

Edward: 17 years old, 5"5 (Edward got tall! 0.o) Winry: 16 years old, 5"4 Al: 16 years old, 5"6 END SPOILERS

Chapter One

Memories are special, they tell us what was once true, But now I can't remember anything; what am I supposed to do?

Some memories can hurt, you seem haunted your own, They can destroy any future happiness you may wish to hold.

Are we cursed or blessed? It's equivalent exchange. Because without memories what's the point of live anyway?

Happiness is why we we're meant to have memories, That is how we are blessed.

And no matter what happens, Yours will make mine the best.

Anonymous

The cold October wind blew, whipping the crimson leaves across the ground. The dark storm clouds overhead seemed to reflect the mood of Alphonse Elric, who was sitting up in a maple tree in front of the Rockbell residence. He was taking a short break from his travels, knowing Winry would want company. His sandy blond hair was tousled and messy from the wind, and his deep gray eyes reflected the approaching storm.

He had his hand on his chin in the original 'Elric thinking style', and was deep in his thought. Lately he'd lapse into thought from even the simplest things. October was the worst though; it when they committed the sin of trying to bring their mother back.. Thinking this he felt another wave of guilt. It was his fault that Edward, his only family he had once had left was now gone. That's why he'd been traveling around Artemis in search of ways to the 'other side' as his brother had called it...but he had a slight disadvantage.

Al still couldn't remember everything that had happened after the failed transmutation. He felt lost and confused, and guilty. But that wasn't the main reason for Al's guilt. Al looked back up towards the ever darkening sky. He knew no matter what had happened, Ed would've given up his life for him no matter what. But it just seemed like it was his fault. If he hadn't just said no to preforming the transmutation in the first place, then none of

There were blurry memories of random things that didn't make sense when you put them together. A small girl with braids, who he now assumed was Nina. A woman with long black hair, who he was told was to be a homuculi, Edward fighting like Al had never known possible from his brother, and other random faces that he knew were somehow important and ad been labeled by others for him. But why couldn't he remember them himself? He remembered all his alchemy, so his skills were amazing...but why did he remember that and not things that had happened?

Al was jerked out of his daze by a sudden cracking noise above him. He looked up at the branches nervously, wondering what the noise had been. Suddenly one of the larger branches came crashing down towards Al. Without thinking flipped off of the tree, and landed safely on his feet. Thank god for sparing with Ed.

"Al! Are you ok? I heard a crash and I thought that your tree fell on you!" Winry yelled, running outside. Her skin was even paler that it normally was, and her blue eyes were wide.

"I'm fine Winry! We better come inside! I think we're in for a big storm!" Al said loudly over the wind. He could tell Winry was really freaked out, and Al could see a slightly green tint to the sky.

Al and Winry ran inside quickly, the wind slamming the door shut behind them. For the next twenty minutes the two teens ran around the house closing windows, preparing for the storm. When Al and Winry finally finished they grinned at each other, proud that they had beat the storm.

"I bet Granny...never mind...well, I'm...err...gonna go get some automail to work on. What do you want for dinner Al?" Winry asked, changing the subject from Pinako. Almost a year ago Auntie Pinako had died. She was 79, but Winry and Al felt an empty space from where in a years times Edward and Auntie Pinako were gone...but Al had a feeling Ed wasn't dead gone...that he was just gone...

"Al? Hello? Earth to Al? You home?" Winry asked almost laughing. She was standing right in front of him, waving her hand in front of his face. "Uhhm...yeah, sorry...I was zoning out..." he said laughing also. "Could we have chicken noodle soup? It'll go well with the storm...and all you'll have to do is pop a can open." Al said smiling up at Winry.

"Ok, thanks! I really need to get this automail done..." Winry muttered, running up to her room. Al sighed and slowly walked up the stairs behind her. He knew she wasn't really going to work on automail; there hadn't been any customers in months. But, deciding that he had nothing better to do, followed her upstairs and went tp his room.

Lately, Al suspected that Winry was keeping a secret from him. One reason that he assumed this was that when ever she had a major project for her customers, she'd work on it in at the dining room table. Besides, when she worked on automail she didn't get all nervous when ever he asked what she'd been working on. There was another loud crash of thunder, and Al was woken from his thoughts.

He sighed, looking out of the window. He really should be studying...but when he looked at the ground something caught his eye. A boy with messy blond hair that was pulled back into a braid was running up the path, red trench coat being whipped by the strong wind. When the boy got closer, Al could see that he had amazing gold eyes.

"E-ed?", he asked himself, standing frozen by the window.

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Hahaha! Cliffie! So, I'm redoing all of the chapter that I've written, and they will be longer, and from only one person's point of view. So thankie for reading!

By the way, that was written by one of the peoples in this story! You won't find out who...yet...