Ed stared out of the window from the motel he was staying at. He watched as raindrops fell from the sky. Counting them and loosing count then starting the cycle again. He stopped counting and decided to just watch the sky cry the tears that he couldn't. He wanted to cry, but it would show weakness. He stayed by the window all night thinking of something to get him away from the military. He didn't sleep or eat the day after and continued to watch the rain pelt down on the already drenched world outside. He stood from his position and without answering Al's question of where are you going, he walked out and into the cold night. The rain drenched his pants, shirt and hair in a matter of seconds. Without thinking about the lecture he would get when he got home, he walked out into the deserted streets.The flaxen-haired teen walked the streets for a good hour or so before even considering going back to the motel. He didn't go back, he continued walking.

'If I ran away they would give Al problems, Mustang would hurt him instead of me. I can put up with that stupid bastard a little longer, I'm-' The teen stopped and fell to the ground, all the memories from when he was with Mustang wound through his head as if they were recorded on a camera and were playing back in his head. Tears streamed down his face, the tears he was just a few hours ago so skillfully holding back. They melded with the rain and fell to the ground as if they were the very same droplets falling from the skies. The clog in his throat started hurting him and he let out an ear splitting scream. All the pain from the past was poured into that one cry, the death he'd witnessed, the pain he felt and the pain those arround him suffered. The pain slowly dispersed and he was left sobbing in the middle of a deserted road with no way of getting home. He stood shakily and starting looking around. Walking aimlessly through the streets he finally came to the motel. He stopped and wiped his eye's trying to remove the redneess. Slowly he walked up to his room in the small motel. He was greated by Al waving his arms around and yelling at him for being so stubborn. Ed paid no heed and pushed his brother out of the way. Al gasped. Envy who had been sitting in the corner looked up also surprised. Ed didn't pay any attention and instead looked to the ground.

"I'm leaving, Al tell the military, I deserted them." Ed pulled out the pocketwatch, snapped it off it's chain and trew it on the ground smashing it into tiny pieces. "Don't..." He looked up a dangerous look burned into Al's memory "get involved." He looked at Envy and nodded saying good-bye without words. The last thing they saw of Ed was the flowing back of his bright red jacket falling out the window with him infront of it. Al ran to the window and looked out, nothing was in the alleyway underneath the window, only the imprints of his brothers left shoe. Al sank to the floor. What was he supposed to do now. He felt a hand drop onto his shoulder.

"Go to Winry." Was all that was said before the hand left his shoulder and the owner of mentioned hand jumped from the window. Al cried that night, tears he hadn't been able to shed when he was encased in the can. He had his body back because of the stone that was made using his father, but Ed hadn't gained any more respect for the man then what he already had and that wasn't alot. After the death of Dante and Hoenhiem the Homunculi had been free and it was all thanks to Ed. They still wanted to be human, and they would pester Ed occasionly, but that's how Envy had become their friend of sorts. Now Al had lost both of them and the last memory he had of his beloved brother was a fierce look and a threat. His brother was hiding something from him and he wanted to know what it was, but he didn't want to go against his Nii-sans wishes. He would lay low for now, and find out as much as he could through gossip and talk.

The next day Al got on a train and headed for Resembool. He waited for the train to pull up and jumped onto the platform. He ran toward the house of the only family he had left now that Ed had abbandoned him. He burst through the door and ran into the kitchen not bothering with saying hi he picked up the phone and rang Mustang. The Rockbells apparently were down at the Market and forgot to lock the door. Al waited patiently for the phone to be picked up and spoke quickly.

"Mr. Mustang sir..." He said

"Yes?" The man at the other end of the phone sounded confused. Al gulped and continued.

"My, my brother." Al felt tears run down his face as Mustang realised who he was talking to and coaxed the young alchemist to continue. "Nii-San he told me to tell you that, he had deserted the Military, I think he ran away from, s-something." Al choked and let tears flow freely down his face. Mustang hung up the phone with out saying anything. Al also hung up more shakily and sat on the couch awaiting Winry and her Grandma to come back

A/N: Sorry it's short, but I have to go to bed. I know I updated it before I got 4 reviews, but I just couldn't wait, sorry... I had so many ideas running through my head.

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