1Colors come first. They quickly become shapes- shapes become people and a room. With a start- he realized the room was familiar, but from where? The people were familiar too. The closest, blond haired and short, concerned eyes. Gold- like the long hair, unbound around his shoulders. Behind him, a girl, wearing black and purple, light blond hair bound up in a ponytail. Blue- her eyes sparkled with tears.
Who were they? He knew, but couldn't recall. Tan-he was looking at his own skin...his flesh...
Flesh..with a gasp- he remembered. Silver-the body he had been in was silver. Hard and artificial. But that wasn't his body anymore. Red-the boy in front of his was taking off a long coat, draping it around his own shoulders.
Black. The golden haired boy was wearing almost all black. Silver-a metal hand touched his face, followed by a flesh one on the other hand. Gold- eyes watering with tears. Of happiness.
"Al..Alphonse?" Yes, that was his name. He smiled, touching skin. Tan-like his own- sun-touched and warm. He traced the jawline of the boy, thinking. Gold-an angel. Who was this..he was beautiful. He was...he was...
"Edward.." Yes, that was it. Edward. His brother. Hazel-tears were pouring out of his eyes. The girl behind him- Winry, that was her name, started laughing, dancing. Ed smiled, pulling his brother into his arms. Kissing his golden head, he closed his golden eyes.
"Welcome back, Al."