รคLexan: Whee, my second oneshot... I know I should do something else right now.. (like homework...) But oh well... My little sister encourages me to do this... /Innocent puppydog eyes/

And so you know I still don't own the characters or FMA... Please R&R...

Warning: Character death! Bad grammar... Really short...


What's lost is forever gone

Ed took the cold helmet from the floor with trembling hands.

"Al..." He managed to say trought the tears. Now his whole body was shaking.

"I'm sorry..." He cried and embraced the cold helmet tight.

"I'm sorry... so sorry... please forgive me..." He whispered, still holding the helmet tight.

"Don't leave me..." His last whisper was covered by a flash of a light and loud bang. Rain washed the streets and hit the windows. The thunder storm raged outside while Ed spent the whole night with the cold helmet and a pile of iron that once was a suit of armor, crying and hoping it was all a bad dream... A bad dream that soon ends with little pain and then it all becomes easier. No more pain, no more sorrow. Only gentle light that heals every wound...


Lexan: Eheh... Short yes, good no... Still I hope you liked it... I'm no good at writing sad stories... (head/desk) And now... If you could review and tell me was it ok or was there something else than my bad grammar that I should improve in my stories...