Yep, Im writing more :) Had a bit of nostalgia when I read some of my reviews and read the story. I still don't think I'll finish, since my poor Tsubasa fans have been so patient and I am not a fan of this story myself, but yeah. This chapter's here XD Im also now up to date with FMA, so if I get something wrong you can scream at me all you want :D Just keep in mind when I started this it was 12:30 in the morning!

(Btw you still do get that other Roy+Ed story I mentioned, seeing as it's about 60 done)

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Swiftly, Edward wiped away as much of the blood that coated his flesh arm as he could. It was no use. The wound continued to bleed, leaving more of the garnet colored liquid in it's place. Panicking as he realized this was no good, he threw his cloak on. "Er, what do you mean Al? Im not doing anything." He managed to stutter.

Alphonse ripped the blade from his brother's palm. "Im not stupid Nii-san. I saw what you were doing..." Edward gulped. Blood began to seep through his cloak's left sleeve. "Why would you do that to yourself..." His tone alarmed the older Elric. There was not a hint of rage in it. There was only disappointment. The younger brother seemed to be drowning in his thoughts as his shammed image of his big brother shattered. "Why..."

All this time he had known Edward was not perfect. He was temperamental, rude and stubborn. Yet at the same time, there was an aura of perfection that revolved around his brother. With every human life saved, circle-less transmutation, and overall miraculous deed performed by the elder Elric, an invisible, flawless curtain of deceit grew over the negatives of Edward's image within his younger brother's mind with neither of them knowing it. Now that curtain had been ripped away, torn, and burnt with it's ashes carelessly tossed aside.

Edward's eyes strayed to floor that stood beneath them. The answer was right in front of him, but he couldn't grasp it, only feel it run through his fingers. He knew what it was, he could see it in his head, but why couldn't he form the thoughts into words? Guilt was the main cause and he knew it, but he couldn't say it.

Blood was trickling down the blonde's arm and plunging to the ground. Alphonse seemed to no longer be speaking with Edward, only mumbling to himself, "How could he... what would Mom say... If she were here instead of me he wouldn't be bleeding..." More remorse tugged at the alchemist's heart. For all of this his brother seemed to be blaming himself.

Finally, Edward spoke up, "Al... it's not your fault... Nobody could have prevented it, not even Mom. It's just something that... happened." The suit of armor snapped out of it's daze.

"But you could have." Those four words were the harshest Edward had received from his brother in an entire lifetime. If this went on, the blonde would drown in a pool of guilt for his actions. For a moment, the two stood there in an awkward silence. The shock of seeing his big brother do this himself had worn off slightly, and the youngest Elric managed to retrieve some bandages from a first aid box. Wordlessly, he wound the thick strips of material around the wound as it's bleeding gradually decreased. Even when how his perception on the most precious person to him had come crashing down, he was still the same caring Alphonse Elric.

Not much later, somebody knocked at the door. As the last bit of the bandage secured around Edward's arm and wrist, the Elric stood up and swung the door open, nearly choking with fear when he saw who was behind it.

It was Roy Mustang.

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Short because it's 1:45 AM and Im getting tired... while I was writing I was sort of reading at the same time... Im writing more, but it probably won't be done for a loooooooong time.

Thank you for all your reviews :) They are what really convinced me to continue.