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Chariot: Ch. 7 - Goodbye My Lover

I herd rustling beside me the next day and a sweet smell but I didn't open my eyes pretending I was still asleep to the intruder beside me. I was still reeling from what had happened. They were gone…I was avenged…by him. I had cried though the night and even when my brother came with Winery to check in on me I didn't talk. Not because I didn't care to talk I wanted to tell them everything, but all of my crying had dried my throat out. I hadn't gotten completely over the whole thing but now that those bastards where in prison I was relieved and I had to make a major decision. Not just about what to do about my brothers condition, but my own and…him.

It was last night…late…after everyone had gone home from headquarters that he came to my room and even though he didn't say anything I knew he was feeling it too. We were changing in so may ways. Everything was changing.

He asked me how I was and I nodded not being able to speak then he sighed and told me about something we hadn't talked about in a very long time, " I have some new information on the stone."

"An anonymous man came to central the other day and left a folder. He told the receptionist that there was another way to make the stone that didn't involve killing people. He told her to make sure you were the one who got this," He said as he pulled out a large packet almost spilling with documents.

"I looked at some of them. To make sure and it seems like it could work, but the ingredients needed are hard to come by and some are not even made or grown, for that matter, on this continent." He sighed. "You'll have to leave if you want to make a Philosophers Stone this way." I nodded in agreement knowing it was the only way.

I looked at him, his face and I knew what he was trying to say. "Goodbye.", we had changed. Our relationship had changed along with our actions toward one another. And it was a close feeling. Like finding something lost that was precious to you when you where young.

He shifted from his chair to sit facing me on the bed, the man who had pulled me from the tremors of death that I had faced every day, up until today.

He leaned in on me then and my heart ached, but not in the way of protest, but because I wanted him to meet me sooner then he had until now. Then all I felt was ease and security a feeling I hadn't had since my mother was alive and Alphonse had his body and I had mine. We moved slowly and it was soft nothing too rushed and I knew he would make it sweet and it was him above me moving and happiness flooded from my eyes and his.

I was sure this is how it should have been. My first time being touched by someone. He even kissed my auto mail even if I couldn't feel it and when I saw he was doing it my heart clinched. I thought they where disgusting and then…the last person who I ever thought to think other wise of me of my scars and metal he was leaving himself inside me. Moving breathing sighing…with me.

And then, as soon as I'd fallen asleep I knew he had left. I should have not been able to know he was gone, but I did. And I was thankful. He was my first. Those two men were nothing to me…so what if they got there first? He had my heart…the only part that mattered.

When I finally opened my eyes to the sun and the intruder I found my brother starring at me, well I suppose he was, no eyes. I inhaled when I saw he was waiting for me. "Al, we're leaving."

"Where to? Don't you still feel unwell brother?" He always worries. Like a mother hen.

"No Al I'm fine now. We can go search for the stone now. R-Mus-Mustang," I cleared my throat. " He gave me some papers from some guy and said we could leave. We're going to find all the materials for the stone and make it our selves. Then we'll have our bodies back."

Alphonse was quiet just still starring at me for a long time then with out warning he sprang up and fell on the bed almost crushing me in the act. "WELL REALLY BE WHOLE AGAIN?" He sounded like he was in tears, happy ones though. "Oh brother its going to amazing and I can EAT again and FEEL and all KINDS of other things!"

"That great Al, but for now your still metal armor and your crushing me!" He got off sheepishly. "Sorry, hehe…"

And the next day, only two days after my turmoil was over. We left. I tried to say good bye to him and when I finally found the strength I was told by Risa that he had taken a higher up job in the capital and that he wouldn't be coming back. That's so like him…anyway to make it to the top. Eh, Mustang?

I knew then though, he had also left because of me. It would always be thought of as the most bitter sweet time of my life. At least to me.

Fin

A/N:

Bwa ha ha ha! Are you on edge yet! Do you think I went too fast, do you realize this is the LONGEST CHAPTER of the whole thing?

Well, its true it is. And I will do an epilogue. So don't die of, "OMG, she ended it like THAT?"

Stay tuned guys and dolls I'll be finishing this one before I go to college! Weee!

NOTE: I know its NOT smutty, I don't play that shit OKAY? I like soft core TASTEFUL things. Hard core is for dopes who want a lot of fan girl comments, but that's just how I feel you can believe what you want. Because even if you write HARD CORE I'll still be the fan girl having the nose bleed over it. I just wont be the fan girl having the nose bleed while writing it. HAHA!

Thanks to I love Malfoy as a ferret, yes that's the persons real name. I wanted to thank her/him, don't know sorry, for making a comment, the most recent one, and waking me from my 3 MONTH hiatus. Good job gold star! W00t! W00t!

P.S.

I like Malfoy as a Ferret-Boy…blush blush