It's more about brotherly love than anything, and the ending will be pretty angsty. Multi-chaptered as well. I promise I will update fast if you guys review! Now for the fic…
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-Chapter One- :Restoration:Edward and Alphonse Elric had traveled for the longest time, facing, homunculi, chimeras, and you name it.
They had been on a quest.
A quest for a legend, a mere myth.
A myth that was as real alchemy, as real as anything you could ever, touch or feel.
The Philosopher's Stone.
The object was always hunted by alchemists, and two in particular.
This is where our tale begins.
Edward and Alphonse Elric were two young alchemists.
One was large, had a menacing appearance, yet he had a childlike voice and a calm heart.
This is Alphonse.
The boy's soul that is trapped in the steel suit.
The elder one was short, short tempered, foul-mouthed, and most of the time a complete jerk.
This is Edward.
The child prodigy, the genius, the Fullmetal Alchemist.
Their quest wasn't all cheerful, just as it wasn't all sad.
Their quest was difficult. Long, and difficult.
Far too long for satisfaction.
But what is not found, does not remain forever lost…
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The shorter boy ran with ease ahead of his clunking suit of armor for a brother.
"Hah! Al, what's up, can't keep up with me?" He said in a teasing voice.
"That's because I'm not trying." Alphonse said stubbornly, although his glowing eyes flashed slightly in amusement.
"Hmph! Yeah riiiiight…" Ed sang tauntingly.
Al punched him lightly on the shoulder. The flesh one.
They weren't cheerful without reason. Edward even more so than Alphonse.
They had obtained what they were searching for for so long.
The small blood red stone was theirs. At long last.
"Brother, wh-"
Ed cut him off, knowing exactly what he was asking.
"Well, soon enough, and right here, I've already set everything up!" He said with a cocky smirk.
Alphonse nodded happily. "I'm ready whenever you are, Brother." There were obvious traces of eagerness in his voice.
When they approached their destination, they gazed out at the setting sun.
"It seems like so long ago…" Al said quietly.
"Yeah…" Ed agreed in the same silent voice as his brother.
"Well, we had better get started." He said solemnly, gazing at Al.
He nodded in a silent agreement.
"You have it, right, Al?"
"Of course Brother."
With that, he set the gleaming stone gently into Edward's hands.
"This is it."
"…Yes…"
Edward placed the stone in the center of the intricate circle, watching it for a few seconds as it glowed briefly.
"Al, stand over there."
"But, Brother—"
"No buts Al. I promised I would return you to normal, and now I can."
"Alright Brother, but only as long as you remember to fix yourself…"
"…I will."
With that, he clapped his hands and placed them on the circle. There was a flash of blue, a flash of red, then a flash of pure gold.
The suit of armor was heaved up into the air. He could see the soul yanked ruthlessly from it's anchoring seal by the fiends of the Gate.
His face plaed instantly, and he frantically called to his little brother.
"AL! ALLL!"
He yelled at the top of his lungs. The light vanished, the suit of armor clanked to the earth, and Edward sank to his knees.
"…Al…phonse…"
He whispered, in some horrified kind of trance. Then, the head of the helmet rolled off of the suit, to reveal a certain familiar silver eyed person.
"Al…Al?"
He asked tentatively, just to ensure it really was his dear younger brother.
"Brother?" Alphonse said, in a strangely squeaky voice. What the siblings failed to notice was the fact that Alphonse was completely naked.
Ed sighed at his brother and threw him his red coat.
"Here Al, cover yourself up with that, I don't think you would want everyone's first impression of you would be the kid with his butt showing to the world."
Al instantly turned several shades of red deeper than Ed's coat, and draped it around himself.
"What about you, Brother? You said you would…"
He said, his sentence trailing off.
"Ah. Right. Of course."
So Edward clapped his hands and placed them on the circle.
It was the same reaction as before.
Except his auto-mail was being torn painfully off, and being replaced with limbs he never thought he would see again.
His right arm and left leg. Edward fell to his knees again, wincing at his right shoulder and left leg. The areas where they connected were bleeding.
"B-B-Brother!" Alphonse said in horror, and helped the older boy up.
"Al…" He said weakly.
"Hang on brother…I-I'll get you s-somewhere…"
And with that, Alphonse helped him stand, and helped him walk all the way to the military HQ.
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When Edward came to, it was in a rather familiar bed. It was the military dorm that he and Al stayed in sometimes. But what was he doing here?
…And why?
He groaned as he sat up, rubbing his temples. He was wearing just his boxers and his right shoulder and left leg were both bandaged up.
Damn, he had a killer headache right now.
Just at that moment, Al entered the room.
"Brother, are you OK?" He asked nervously.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He mumbled.
He looked up at his brother. He was't the 'kid with his butt to the world' anymore, now he was dressed.
"You don't look ok to me Brother…" He said slowly.
"I'm fine!" He said stubbornly.
Alphonse placed a hand beneath his bangs on his forehead.
Edward grumbled.
"Just as I thought, you do have a fever."
Alphonse said even more worriedly.
"I'll be right back, I'm getting you some medicine."
And with that he stalked off into the kitchen.
Edward stared at the retreating back of his little brother, his human brother.
My promise…has been fulfilled.
And with that, he collapsed back onto the bed, asleep instantly.
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