This is kinda like a sequel to my other story so far away. there are a few little differences in this than the original for instance Al doesn't go wilth Ed through the gate. This takes place about 1-2 years after the movie. Remember, reviews cause updates.
disclaimer: I do not own fullmetal alchemist.
warnings: spoilers, yaoi, bad grammer
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Given Up Hope
by: Harushi Karasunaki
Sunshine shone through the window, illuminating the room and falling on the blond haired form sleeping in the bed. Though he was asleep it seemed that he could not escape from his sorrow, Not even in his dreams. for he was restless and fretful, turning over again and again in his sleep. mumbling to himself to himself incoherently.
"Roy...don't...don't...leave"
With that his eyes shot open and he sat up, panting heavily. He had had that dream for such a long time. Ever since he had seen him that time he had crossed the gate he dreamed every night of Roy. His dreams ranging from the good ones, where he would sit and talk and Roy would tell him how much he loved him, to the bad ones they, like this one usually involved him being separated from Roy never to see him again. He hated those dreams. For they reminded him, too much, of the truth. The truth that he would never see Roy, The person he loved, ever again.
Ed decided there was no use dwelling on it. Sitting here moping wouldn't do anything, Not that there was anything he could do. 'Besides' he thought checking the clock 'it's almost time to leave for work.'
Ed worked as a scientist at a local laboratory were he and a few other scientists where working to discover new elements. The science of this new world was one of the few things that hadn't changed much. They may not of had alchemy and instead had technology but the basic principle was still the same. It was one of the few comforts he had.
He slowly got out of bed and made his way around the house following his daily routine. He had dressed him self in his usual attire of a a white under shirt with a brownish green vest over it and pants of the same color. He then brushed his hair pulling it into a low ponytail. Walking over to the mirror he looked at his refection and smiled bitterly. His golden eyes, once so full of life and ambition, where dull and lifeless. He looked like a person who had given up on life and in a way he had. He had lost his fire, his light, leaving behind only an empty shell of the person known as Edward Elric.
Then the reflection changed. A slight smirk appeared on his face and he appeared to be the lively Edward Elric that people knew. However, if you looked into his eyes you would still see them lifeless. For this was just a mask, an imitation of his old attitude. He wondered what they would think if they saw the real Ed. Saw the person he had become. Saw that he had given up on life. But he quickly banished that thought from his mind, after all who would care anyway?To the people of this world he was nothing. To them he barely even existed. No one cared so why was he even trying. That was a question he did not have an answer for.
He exited his house with a sigh and then calmly put his mask back in place. He walked down the street with that fake smile on his face as he waved at every one he saw. No longer did he turn at the slightest flash of blue or black. For Edward Elric had already given up hope.
to be continued