tsukiraven: Wowies! Long, long time no see! Sorry, I've been busy with school, writing my other fic "I'll Cover You" and just other stuff in general. --shrugs--

I'm sorry to all you readers who liked my drabbles enough to review them, and were dissapointed when I paused in my writings. I'll try not to do that again.

My sincerest apologies to everyone! --bows-- I hope you guys can forgive me!

Disclaimer: I don't even pretend I own Fullmetal Alchemist anymore. --shrug-- But that doesn't mean that I can't plot!

When I Look--

1st person POV-

I'm always grateful; honestly why shouldn't I be? I'm what I am because of you, who I am. you taught me to never give up, to never give in and to always do the right thing. I'll always thank you for it, even if I don't always say it.

I have a body because of you. It's a tall one (I'm sorry if that last statement offends you) with long hair and broad shoulders. Everyone says my eyes always seem to shine. I got that from you too.

You taught me that it's okay to make mistakes. To cry when you're sad, smile when you're happy and laugh when you fall down. You're so much like Maes Hughes, even if you didn't show it at all! Have you spoken with him lately? Be sure to tell him that Elysia sends her love.

But even after all of this I can't help feeling sad. This should've been your body, you're life. My friends should've been yours as well, my job, my house. Everything. I can't help but cry when I look in the mirror sometimes; all I see is you're face.

But I know you wouldn't want me to cry. You wouldn't want me to be sad. So that's why I write these. I think it helps. And I know I'll be with you some day.

All my love until my next letter,

Al

P.S.- Winry and Brigadere General Mustang's letters are in here too.

3rd Person POV-

Alphonse Elric approached the grave with reverance and honor. Tears stained the young man's cheeks but he didn't seem all that sad. He was smiling as he set a thick envelope on top of the tombstone, weighing it down with a few rocks.

He sniffed and traced the name on the stone with shaky fingers. Alphonse didn't leave until sunset.

From another place, the grave's inhabitor watched with a smile. He couldn't wait to read what his brother had writen for him this time.

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tsukiraven: Why is it that when I start writing for this again, it's an Ed deathfic? Curse my brain!

Dedicated to Always Smiling and Kinokokichigai for all of their love!

Owari till next time!