Rakuen (Paradise)

Hello there again! I am here once more with the next chapter! Let me tell ya I was never expecting to get nine reviews for that last chapter. I'm very happy for all the reviews and I hope everyone continues to review my chapters because the more I get the more I write. Keep then coming people! I did have a question in one of the reviews that I'd like to answer and I was kind of wondering when someone would ask it.

How old are Ed and Al in this story since they are able to drink:

I believe the drinking age in Japan is 16 I'm not exactly sure but you have to be a little older to get into a bar so I'd think they would be around 18-19ish if anyone knows for sure let me know!

Isn't Roy Mustang a Colonol and not a General, I never remeber him being a General during the series:

In the series he is a Colonol until the last part of the series he is promoted to Brigadier General. Also this takes place about two years later so we should assume he was promoted again and I thought General would be fine I didn't want to get to caught up in his rank since this is just a fanfic and its not focused on Roy very much.

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Lemon warning: Bottled water (never fear the next chapter is all lemon!)

Chapter Seven: Biliousness

Al stood there blank minded, and a bit dizzy from the satisfaction. After a few moments of bliss reality set back in to his mind. He pushed it as far away as possible, but the words he told Ed only days ago, flashed through his mind. "…We will never be anything more then…brothers." He shook his head of the words, and began to fix his pants, then took a seat on the bed to wait for Ed to return. It seemed like forever but Ed finally returned. He took a seat next to Al. Things seemed a little awkward neither knowing what to say. Ed was looking at Al hoping he would return the glance but Al seemed to be fixated on the floor. The silence was starting to drive Ed mad. He was about to say something, but Al beat me to it.

"We shouldn't have done that." Al said. Ed frowned.

"But we did." Ed said

"Never again." Al said. Ed stared at the floor now.

"How can you ignore the way you feel?" Ed asked feeling a cold lump in his stomach.
"I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"How do you know how I feel!" Al nearly shouted.

"I know you feel the same as I do! You love me don't you!" Ed almost shouted.

"You don't know what I feel!" Al shouted. Ed was quiet for a while. Al sniffled a bit holding in his tears.

"I know you called me Ed. You have never called me Ed in your whole life. You don't want to call me Nisan anymore do you? And just why is that?" Ed said. Al remembered calling him by is name only a short while ago. He lowered his head realizing the truth he was hiding from him self. Ed could see it no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

"Well?" Ed was expecting an answer.

"I don't…" Al trailed off.

"You don't…?"

"I.."

"You what?"

"Well I…"

"Yes?"

"I'M SCARED OKAY?" Al shouted. Ed was quiet.

"No matter how hard we pretend we are still brothers. No matter how hard we try it will never work. I'm scared to think what would happen if we try to continue this. I'm not going to continue it either. Never again Ed." Al said letting tears slip out.

"Your not even going to try!" Ed nearly yelled. Al never answered him.

"Fine." Ed stood up and walked out of the room. Moments later Al heard the front door open and slam shut.

Ed didn't return until the next day. He looked horrible like he had sat up all night crying, which was true. Al never came out of his room either. Winry, despite hours of interrogating Ed, only got lies and blank stares from him. She knocked on Al's door for the rest of the time, trying to get him to come out, or let her in there. Nothing seemed to work to get one of them to talk. She finally left them both alone. Ed sat in the living room curled up, trying to rest, but he couldn't. He settled for blankly staring at the wall for most of the night.

Things improved the next couple of days, but not by much. Ed slept, or rather sat awake, most of his nights in the living room. Al came out of his room more, mostly to eat and shower. Winry would follow him around until he shut the bedroom door in her face. Ed would leave the house for hours then return going right back to the living room to sit. Finally one day Al came out of his room to eat something, but he walked right into a fight between Winry and Ed. He stood back as they shouted at each other.

"I don't care what's going on, you need to get over it, and get off your ass!" Winry shouted.

"You shouldn't tell me what to fucking do! I'm not in the mood to hear your DAMN WHINNING!" Ed yelled back.

"IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" She screamed at him. Ed stood up and calmly, walked over to the door, clapped his hands and alchemized the door in half to get it out of his way, then he left. Winry sunk to the floor crying. Al stood quietly behind her feeling that this was all his fault.

"I'm so sorry Ed…I'm sorry…I just…want you to…be…happy again." She sobbed.

"Winry?" Al's voice was quiet and shaky. She jumped a bit and turned to see him behind her.

"Al? Sorry I…" She stood up hugging her self. "…I made Ed run away. I'm so sorry."

"Its not your fault…" Al paused. "…its mine."

"Can't you just tell me what's going on? I really want to know. I want to help." She said.

"Its not that easy."

"Why?"

"He wants something he can never have." Al said. Winry didn't understand what he meant by that.

"So why are you fighting about it?" She asked

"Because I don't agree with him. He thinks I should side with him. He believes it with all his heart but I can't." Al said. Winry frowned.

"Isn't there any way to come to an understanding?" She asked

"I don't think so." Al said

"But your brothers!"

"Exactly."

Ed didn't return until the early hours of the morning. He wandered in the house smelling richly of alcohol and smoke. The first thing he realized was Al was asleep on the couch as if he had waited there all night for him. The second thing he realized is he had to puke. He barely made it to the bathroom as all the latest alcohol rushed up, burning his throat and nose as it spilled out. He sat there flushing out his insides for a while. He heard someone enter the room, but he couldn't look to see who as more vomit rushed up. Someone was holding back his hair as the last of his stomach contents emptied out.

He pushed him self back a bit, trying to see who was there with him, but the light wasn't on, and his eyes were too burred to make out who it was. He leaned back against the bathtub hoping the room would settle into place. He felt a cold towel against his face soon, as who ever was with him cleaned him up. Ed's body wanted to shut down for some rest, but instead his stomach heaved again, trying to force out more vomit. Nothing would come out since his stomach was empty. He was pulled over the toilet again as his body continued to heave out nothing. Minutes passes and nothing came up, then finally acidy liquid forced up from deep inside him. He continued for several minutes until there was no more liquid to force out. Ed opened his eyes to see the bright yellow stomach bile from his intestines, in the toilet. He heaved it up so hard it felt like his stomach muscles were ripped apart. He closed his eyes and wished he would just die, instead of feel all the pain. He could feel someone gently rubbing the cold wet cloth over his face again. It felt so good but he was too weak to open his eyes or speak. He felt someone holding him up which was comforting to know he was being taken care of. Moments later he was out cold.

When he woke he was in his bed. He could feel his stomach muscles burning. He opened his eyes nearly blinded by the light. His whole body felt weak, and he started to feel the huge headache over take him. He let out a grown and stirred around in his bed a bit. After his eyes adjusted to the light he opened them up more seeing someone sitting by the bed. It was Winry.

"You're awake…its about time." She said with a faint smile. Ed only blinked at her not wanting to try and speak.

"You had us so worried. Al said he found you in the bathroom. He stayed up all night taking care of you. I had to convince him to get some sleep, he stayed up until ten this morning." She said

"What time is it now?" Ed's voice was scratchy and weak.

"Nearly two p.m." She smiled. Ed was quiet for a while and Winry watched him as he rested. Ed shifted around trying to roll to his side making the pain in his stomach worse. It felt like someone took his stomach and put it through the meat grinder, then set it on fire.

"How are you feeling?" Winry asked.

"Like shit." He mumbled.

"I can imagine." She said.

"My head is pounding and my stomach is tore up." He said

"Well you did have alcohol poisoning. You bruised your stomach I would think." She was quiet now. Ed stared across the room seeing Al's back to him laying on the other bed sleeping.

"Why did you do it?" She asked

"Do what?" He said.

"Drink so much." She said

"I thought…maybe if I drank enough……the pain would go away." He whispered slowly.

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