Al is all grown up and he's got himself a girlfriend, but what would happen if he founds out she's a homunculus. Read, enjoy, and please review. I accept all reviews, positive and also constructive criticism, but no flames.
I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist…but I do wish I own Al.
Torn Between Two
2. The Symbol of Ouroboros
After the kiss, Alphonse got up and redid himself for his job as a state alchemist. He hasn't said a word to me since his little speech on our relationship and I haven't given him a good explanation to his question. Instead, I sat in the bathroom and cried as he left for work. After hearing the door to the apartment slam shut, I felt like it was finally safe to undress and shower. Throughout our relationship, I never fully undressed in front of Al; in fear of he will find out the truth of who I really am…
As I peeled of my pajamas, I had this peculiar sensation of someone watching me. I look to the bathroom door, but it was shut. I shrugged and continued with removing the rest of my clothes. As I got into the shower, I still couldn't shake off that feeling of someone watching me. I looked at the window and thought I saw someone. I rubbed my eyes and saw only a tree, but just to be on the safe side, I closed the window.
I then resumed my shower, allowing water to cascade down my body, as I contemplate my situation with Al. My mind was blank in terms of coming up with a solution and the warm water wasn't helping much. I kept on thinking that the water was Al's hands, turning me on and disrupting my other thoughts. Loosing my train of thought, I soon found my hands doing what Al would do if we didn't have this little problem. I had to focus on my situation so I looked at the mark that has caused the situation in the first place. It was the mark, right there on my lower back, the reason why I couldn't undress in front of Al, the cause of my other stupid situations. That cursed symbol, trying to ruin my relationship. If only I can rip it off so I can become human again…
After my little shower, I decided to take a walk to the store so I can prepare a wonderful dinner for my Alphonse. Maybe it would cheer him up a bit, even though it wouldn't solve the problem. As I walk down the street, I still couldn't shake that feeling of someone watching me. Every so often I would turn around to see if I'm being followed, but of course I saw no one paying any mind to me. I decided to shake this feeling off since it was probably just my crazy self being paranoid. "Boy, this whole Al/relationship situation has got me on the fritz," I said to myself, rolling my eyes.
As I continued on my walk, I passed a bridal shop that I just couldn't help but to stop and look at. In the window, on display, was the cutest little bride dress. It wasn't too flashy or at all poufy which made it perfect. I couldn't help but to imagine myself walking down the aisle in this perfect little dress about to be united as one with my new husband. In my imagination, the groom turned out to be no other than Alphonse, in a dashing tuxedo, his gorgeous smile aimed at me, his sexy ponytail hanging to his mid back…but of course, how I'm suppose to even marry Al in my present situation. A human can't marry something other than, especially something that's already dead…just then, an idea popped into my head; I'll tell Alphonse I'm waiting till marriage and that would hold him off…and I still couldn't shake off that feeling of being watched….