fandom: full metal alchemist
title: kizu.
pairing: ed and ?
rating: pg-13
description - (AU) In this part, Ed finally makes it to his destination, but it wasn't the 'endpoint'...
(Rating due to sexual content. Also, if you don't like couples with a large age gap or yaoi between two brothers, you have been warned.)
Disclaimer - Full Metal Alchemist / Hagaren no Renkinjutsushi doesn't belong to me. I just love it too much. The poem is mine though.
Freedom and happiness
are such subjective things.
It makes us think
that we all have choices.
And still,
wrapped warmly in my
bloodied straitjacket,
I want to touch your cherry lips
marked with that horrid substance
that marks us
supposedly human.
You rub your body against mine
as you pin me to a wall.
We continuously play a game of make-believe:
I don't want it,
You don't want to give it.
We torture ourselves in
the name of
a hopeless prayer
called
'love'.
kizu.
By miyamoto yui
Part 2 - ano hito. (this person.)
Shakily, I lifted up my hand. I watched my white glove rap against the door in a familiar tune I hoped he remembered we both used to share.
Knock, knock.
"Coming!"
My heart jumped up to my throat and I began to cough as soon as I took a deep breath.
Ragged as I was, I knew he wouldn't ever turn me away.
I wanted to weep out of the overwhelming nerve-wracking state I was in and the insurmountable joy running through my veins. With a sheepish smile, I ran my fingers through my hair and my right hand was hanging on my hip.
The voice said while the door creaked as it was being opened, "Yes…"
The unbelievably handsome face transformed from one of disbelief to someone who couldn't breathe from being so happy. I could hear his breathing as he took a big breath and held it in.
As expected, just like the cheerful brother he had always been, tears came out of his eyes as he instantly put his arms around me.
"Ni-chan~!"
But he misaimed.
Or so I wanted to believe…
His lips ended up touching mine. And for a moment, we opened our eyes a bit, but then we closed them again for that innocent kiss we shared a million times before and would ever remain just as sweet.
I put my arms around him as he pulled his head away breathlessly.
I poked his forehead. "Well, isn't that a weird way to greet your brother? You haven't done that since we were little."
There were tears still hanging on his eyelids.
"I wanted to touch you so much…" he sobbed as he hugged me tighter.
Until that very moment, I didn't know how much.
Not until he kissed me like that…
Pushing the thought away, I smiled as I patted the top of his head softly. "This time, I promise not to leave you…"
My heart ached a million fold.
"I worked so hard for seven years to find you!" He then pulled away from me as he ran to the phone frantically.
I wandered into the room and took off my coat. After unbuttoning some of my shirt, I fell comfortably onto Al's bed.
He came in and his face was over mine. He put his hands next to each of my ears. He smiled down at me again while tears fell. I took off my dirty gloves and reached up to his face like the hundreds of times I did while praying towards the sun, hoping that something or someone would hear my hopeless pleas.
With my thumb, I pushed the water away from his eyes. "Al, don't cry."
Trying to break the tension, I peered at him closely. "You've grown taller than me!"
He blinked his eyes. "That was to be expected. And I drank more milk."
"Why you…"
"Everyone's coming to see you!" he announced to me.
I grinned from ear to ear. I could already hear Winry dashing over here.
"But I told them to come tomorrow." His eyes almost looked frigid. It was kind of unnerving because he never was so possessive before.
I had seen him get upset, but he rarely got mad.
What…
What had happened to make you like this Al?
Becoming aware of my concern through my puzzled gaze, his eyes softened, but his body became a little tense.
"He's coming too." Al said this while closing his eyes with a smile that made our reunion even more bittersweet.
I ran my fingers through his hair when he opened his eyes opened again. "He?"
His honest voice betrayed an inkling of irritation. "Roy-san."
"Al…" I pulled his face towards mine, but he protested as he directed his lips towards my forehead. Uneasily, he got up.
It was almost too cold. It made me ever more worrisome. What happened while we were apart, Al?"
I turned my head to face his back. He held onto the curtain of the window in front of him.
I questioned, "Al…who's that?"
He immediately turned around with a distressed expression painted all over his face. For the next few seconds, his eyes alternately changed from scrunched up to wide as if he couldn't believe I could ask such as question.
I slowly got up while pulling my legs onto the bed. I leaned forward while pushing my gloves onto the covers of the bed. Helplessly, I asked again, "Am I supposed to know this person?"
Al just continued to look at me,
unable to answer.
I couldn't tell if it was because he was shocked at me not knowing…
…or scared of me to know.
Tsuzuku…
Author's note: This was actually supposed to be the prologue, but I was building up. I hope this fic turns out the way I want it to! * wince *
Sunday, February 27, 2005
12:05 AM