Love, Interrupted.
A Full Metal Alchemist Romance/Angst Story!
(Again, I do not own any characters of the Full Metal Alchemist series or franchise, I created my own Original Characters (OCs) and story line. That's about it. Thank you for your eyes! I hope I'm not boring anyone! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEE! SUGGESTIONS PLEASE! I'm kinda running out of ideas, you could say..? Tell me anything! I am open to any ideas! Tell me where to take this story!
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Chapter Three: A Hero's Decision
*BANG BANG BANG* Came noise from the front door of the small cottage. A muffled voice could be barely heard as well, but it was still there.
"Heeeellpp! Edward! Please! Open up!"
Edward and Alphonse were alarmed and awakened at around 4:35AM, still stark naked after their activities just hours ago, Edward told Al to stay in bed and began to quietly get up and put a robe and some boxers on.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WA-"
Edward was stopped mid-sentence when he saw who he thought he would never see again. The Decorated Flame Alchemist, Colonel Roy Mustang. But he wasn't formally addressing Edward, he was on his knees, clutching his side, which was bleeding profusely. He had tears in his eyes, and was looking horrible, from no sleep, a really efficient beating, and just sheer terror. (And Colonel Mustang was NEVER like this, at least to Ed's knowledge.)
"H-Help… me, p-please!"
Colonel Mustang collapsed, unconscious and bleeding on the threshold of the Elric's home.
"Oh my God, OH MY GOD! AAAAALLLLL! Quick! Get the fir-"
Then Edward realized he had mastered healing Alchemy not too long ago, and decided to give it a shot. He first made sure the Colonel didn't have any obvious cranial injuries (Brain injuries) and then checked for any bones sticking out of his body, so Ed could move him into a laying down position without causing any more damage to his old friend and superior.
Alphonse came into the front room where Colonel Mustang was laying, Seeming lifeless.
"Oh my God! I-Is he dead! And why is he here? What's going on?"
Alphonse had more questions than Edward could answer, so he just stuttered and began listing off ingredients needed for the healing of Colonel Roy Mustang.
"Aloe Vera, because he has some nasty burns, Some base ointment I have stored in my Alchemy cabinet, the one with the yellow label, (Alphonse labeled them because of an accident with the mixing up of ingredients on an experiment) and… Let's see here. Some Gauze, so I can patch him up after, to prevent infection… And, last but not least, a pinch and a kiss for luck, Nurse."
Alphonse loved it when Edward called him a Nurse. Because that is what Alphonse really felt like. He was reliable, trustworthy, and has a great bedside manner. Edward wondered why he never went into the Medical Practice… Probably because he was too scared and hated to cause people pain and suffering, but sometimes, you have to perform painful procedures to save someone from a lifetime of agony.
"Yes, Doctor Elric, I shall be back with the supplies."
Alphonse remained quite calm despite the situation, only because he had Edward there to guide him through it somewhat. He was always a great helping hand, and loved to be there for Al. That's what brother's are for, Right?
Edward looked back down at his 'Patient' and lifted Colonel Mustang's right eyelid slightly to see if his pupils were dilated, which from what Ed could remember from Al's medical books, was a sign of shock? He had to think about that one later. But they were quite dilated, and the Colonel's eyes were bloodshot. All Edward could do is stare, and shake his head. Wondering, what happened to Colonel Mustang? Who could have done such a thing? Edward at first thought it was the homunculi, but Alphonse mentioned in his mental breakdown earlier, that there was 'Corruption' and a 'War'. And he also mentioned a single 'Hero'. Ed gulped and hoped for the best. Because he did NOT like the sound of this 'Prophecy'.
"I'm back!"
Alphonse carefully cradled the glass bottles and papers in his arms like a baby, and Edward began to drift off into the thought of what a good parent Alphonse would be. Until Al dropped the containers on, luckily, the ottoman by Edward.
"Whewh! That was a job! Anyway, let's figure this one out. Doctor, what's the prognosis?"
Alphonse asked in a serious, yet funny way. That really calmed Edward down a lot, so he could work better. And Al didn't even know it.
"Well, Nurse Alphonse, It seems to me that our patient here, by the name of Roy Mustang, has been served a jumbo can of Whoop-Ass. And what you and I need to do, is take this- ooh, now THAT looks like it hurts!"
'Doctor' Edward Elric pointed at the large gash in the Colonel's side that he was clutching onto. He was smart, he stopped the bleeding for a moment. With at least enough time to get to the Elric's, let alone FIND them; The couple wondered if Colonel Mustang was near when he was attacked…
"Oooh! Yeeoowch! That really looks painful! Wait- What is THAT? Alphonse grabbed a pair of tweezers from Edward's jacket pocket, since he ALWAYS knew where everything was, and because Al actually enjoyed house work. Also, he was a very good sneak.
Alphonse used the tweezers to pull out a strange object. When the foreign object came into view, they couldn't believe their eyes. It was attached to Roy Mustang's organs, so Al was cautious not to pull on it too hard, because although he didn't know what it was yet, it sure looked important!
"Holy mother of LAMB SHANKS!"
Edward spat the words, in utter awe.
"So, our Colonel got a procedure done, and I guess he is on constant life support.. With this simple, yet complex machine… I wonder what is wrong with him? Could he be sick? I have to figure out how to repair this if it is broken, because it was slightly exposed."
Edward thought out loud, and continued to think in his head, he suddenly felt a shock in his head and heard a voice while automatically figuring out what had happened to Colonel Roy Mustang. The voice sounded like Roy's…
Riza, thank you for the information on the whereabouts of the Elric fratello, we really need Full Metal's help.
Wow, do these fields ever end? Hey! I see a cottage! The only one out here, I can see why the Elric's chose this place. It is simple and beautiful. A great getaway I don't think I will ever have, unless I finally propose to Riza as I planned. But now isn't the time for that. I have to get to that cottage and inform Ed about the situation in Capital.
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Wait- What's that noise?
"Pleased to meet you, Colonel Sir. Is that how you say it? Oh Phooey…"
Spoke a soft young and pleasant voice from a little girl.
"Oh hello there, I- I don't think I know you, what is your name? And why are you out here all by yourself?"
"My name is Amyetta. But you can call me Amy. I'm not from around here, but I've come to find my father. He is an Alchemist like you! He's tall, and has dark hair. My father has the coolest blue eyes, too!"
Amyetta obviously loved talking about her father, but something was bothering Roy.
"Oh, really? That's nice. What is your father's name? I probably know where he is."
Before the girl could let out a peep, she looked so sad and forlorn, as black flames engulfed her frail body. Changing the beautiful little girl into a hideous monster!
"Wha- What the HELL?"
Roy Mustang hoarsely yelled in shock.
"I'm sorry, Colonel, my daddy made me look like this. I don't want to hurt you! You're so nice! Tell my m-"
Then her transformation was finally complete, and her voice was no longer there, just agonizing growls of pain and humiliation.
"AHHHHH! OH MY- AHHGAGHH!"
*Rip, splat, coughs blood*
The Colonel was on the ground, the little girl nowhere in sight. And he was just left gaping wide open and losing blood faster than a waterfall. He had to move. QUICKLY!
"Shit! Aggah! Damn it! Why do I have such a weakness for little ones?"
Roy got up on his knee, collapsed, and tried again. This time, he was successful. He went onward in this uncomfortable, walk, crawling position. It was agonizing, but it had to be done. He could not die there! He had Riza! A family to raise! Oh! Riza! Why couldn't I just tell you in the first place?
'Okay, Roy, you need to calm down. Freaking out and speeding up your breathing, will only cause the blood to flow faster. Breathe slowly with me… Inhale… Exhale… Now that's better, Riza doesn't know she could be the carrier of your next generation, she has no clue. So don't stress. You can tell her soon. Just get this done, and get back to Central. Hopefully with Full Metal.'
What was that voice? So strange…
Edward came out of his trance, quite dizzy; but realizing what just happened. When Roy and Ed began to work more as a team, and the trust would never be broken, Roy and Edward got implants in their brains for telekinetically speaking to each other when unconscious, or unable to speak for themselves in serious danger. It also shows the listener a vision of what they last saw before they blacked out. Thank goodness for technology! But the whole time, Alphonse had to patch Roy up by himself, and boy, did he go the extra mile! Al made use of the guest room, set him up on the soft bed, with a glass of water next to him, and by this time, the sun was rising, so Al cracked the blinds open just a tad, so Roy would know it was day time when he woke up. And as Alphonse always says, "A little sunshine won't hurt anyone!"
"Welcome back, brother. I was worried about you, but you looked like you didn't want to be bothered, so I went ahead and took care of the Colonel. He's stable now, and just getting some rest."
Alphonse piped up after an hour of silence between him and Edward.
"Oh Al, you're my hero! Thank you so much! Now I know what happened to Colonel Mustang!"
Edward exclaimed as he gave Al a nice warm hug and a sweet peck on the lips.
So after a little bit of explaining, and a lot of imagery, Alphonse understood what happened to the poor Colonel.
"Wow! That's horrible! But why was he coming here for? And what is Riza-"
Alphonse was hushed by Edward's wide eyed glare, a signal that meant to 'SHUT UP YER SUBJECT IS GONNA CAUSE TROUBLE!' And Al clenched his jaws shut and turned to where Edward's gaze landed on.
"Now, what in the HELL just happened? And what are you two doing in my dream!"
Slurred Roy Mustang, obviously having a side effect from one of the medications Al had given him.
"Welcome, Roy. You have much explaining to do. But first, please, sit down. Get your bearings before you think you're invincible in this 'dream' of yours. Poke the left side of your ribs."
Alphonse said in as kind of a manner as he could, slightly nervous.
"Awh F-F-F-F-F-F-F-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U! What happened to me! Is this part of one of your crazy experiments! YOU HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO!"
"Colonel, please, don't talk to my hus- crap, I almost gave myself away! Gotta be more careful!- J- Just calm down. We don't need this right now. What all of us want to know is, why are you banging on my door, bloodied and knocked out, and needing assistance? Excuse me, but dude, we just saved your ass. No offence."
Edward was getting his temper flared up and was about to spit out another defensive husband attack, when Alphonse clamped his palm over Ed's pie hole, and only a few muffled sounds escaped his iron manly grip. Alphonse did the craziest things when he really needed to.
"Colonel, please. We want to help you, but as you can see, my brother is quite frustrated, because for one, you interrupted our lo- Oh! Crud! Smooth, Al, Smooth. – Er- Interrupted our sleep, and uh, well your injuries were hard to deal with, and you were on the verge of death. So please, treat us with SOME respect. It's already 6 o'clock, and we haven't had a blink of sleep since you came. We are happy and thankful that you are alive, but we need help too."
"Yes, I apologize for my inappropriate behavior. This is an emergency of top secrecy. Alphonse, I am sorry, this is only for Alchemists authorized by the authority of the State to hear, I'm afraid…"
As Colonel Mustang trailed off, Alphonse began to walk away, but Edward got into defense mode again, and said,
"Well, If Al can't hear it, then I won't hear ANY OF IT EITHER."
"You drive a hard bargain, Full Metal, if I may call you that. *Sigh* I guess you can hear this too Alphonse, but if you are approached by anyone besides us two, you are NOT to speak a word about it. Our Identification Code Word will be, 'Cheezin', It's a new hip word the kids have been saying- Awh man, I sound like an old man! Am I really THAT old!"
Colonel Mustang lost his composure due to the thought of being old and ugly, (He was quite self-conscious because of an obviously special woman in his life) and eventually regained control and literally dusted it off of his shoulders.
"Oh no! Where is my coat! My State Alchemist coat has all of my certification in it! Sh-"
Roy Mustang almost lost it again, but Al was there to save the day.
"Oh, I hope you don't mind, I mended your coat as best as I could, and I think it looks okay?"
Alphonse shyly spoke. He wasn't very high in himself like Edward sometimes was. He brought out the Colonel's coat and put it on him, one arm at a time, brought him a comb and a handkerchief.
Edward was becoming slightly irritated. Why is HE getting all of the love and affection? All he did was barge in on us! UGH!- Hold on Ed, you know Alphonse loves you, no doubt about that, and he's a Nurse, so this kind of behavior was expected.-
"You look great, Colonel Mustang. I advise you to not do anything strenuous for a week or so, because your wounded pretty badly. I- I have a question.. When Edward and I were examining your exposed insides, we kinda found.. Something. Some sort of machinery?"
"Uh, about that… I'll tell you that story some other time. But what is important now is planning our next move."
"Yes, Colonel."
Edward and Alphonse saluted in unison, wondering why, but they shrugged it off as just an old habit and great respect for the man.
The group sat down around a coffee table and began discussing what had happened in Capital and around the State Military and Alchemy headquarters while the brothers were gone.
"There is a new 'King' as he likes to call himself. His name is Delbert Offenziem and he is our new tyrant. He is forcing the Military to capture innocent civilians, take them to the secret 'Alchemical Laboratory' and have them transmuted and tested on, against ALL PARTIES' WILL. HQ had received some Intel from a local spy, that a former Alchemist named Ludwig Simmons, has successfully transmuted his youngest daughter, Amyetta and a combination of a vengeful spirit of a criminal, and a shape shifter. This enables her to change form by her father's command. From my little run-in with her, she is a sweet little girl, just searching for her father, not knowing what he has done to her. Amyetta was trying to ask me to tell someone something for her. She looked like she was around 10 or 11 years old, and we don't know how many forms she can take. So we have to be on high alert. Though I feel she is drawn to me because I look like her father. So when we get things sorted out, I will go out on my own to investigate, and see if I can get her attention and try to get her to help us. Though that might not be possible because she could be in the full control of her father. 'I promise I will be a better father than poor Amyetta's…' All right? You are now debriefed. Alphonse, No one knows that I have told you what I have tonight, so I'm going to have to order you to stay here and act as a guard for the 'Elric HQ'. Got it? This is a very important job, because we do not want anyone to get your Alchemy research and or break into your lovely cottage while we are gone. It is the safest decision. For all of us."
When Colonel Mustang finished talking, everything started to sink in. The mission, the decisions to be made, this was just too much for either of the brothers. Edward looked over to Alphonse, who had a tear forming in his beautiful honey eyes.
"Ed, I- I love you. I hope this goes well, and that… We can be together again. If you don't come home in a month, I will disobey the order and go out on my own and hunt you down. I promise."
"Oh, Alphonse… What would I do without you? I wouldn't be gone for more than a month, so you don't have to worry. Just, please. Promise me you will take care of yourself? And be sure to eat at least one cookie a day. See? I will put my wedding ring on this chain, and wear it around my neck, so I will have you close to my heart at all times. No matter how far we may be. I will always love you."
Edward was about to finish his speech, but Alphonse just couldn't control himself much longer and glomped him to the ground and kissed him, for what could be the last time. They laughed and cried at the same time, sharing the moment together. But they weren't the only ones in the room…
Remember our friend, Colonel Roy Mustang? Yeah, he's beet red and had a massive nosebleed, his excuse? Just a minor injury that so happened to pop up NOW.
But the two men didn't care; they didn't need to hide it anymore. They were together, and that was all that had ever mattered, Ever since their mother passed away.
"Come home for me, now will you?"
Alphonse held back the tears and forced out a laugh as the State Alchemists left. One left as a Colonel and a nervous wreck, and the other, departed as a husband, and the Full Metal Alchemist.
[[A.N: Whoop! Over 3k words! And counting! Greatness is only achieved with patience! So, I tried to add a bit more romance, and some more humor. Poor ol' Roy, he was getting a bit too excited… Anyway, THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO HAS READ MY STORY! I PROMISE THAT THIS WILL BE AN ONGOING NOVEL LIKE THINGY! ; ) Please comment and post any suggestions, (Like I said, depending on the circumstances, I will add you to the sub author list at the beginning of that certain chapter I introduce your idea in)
AGAIN! LOVE AND KISSES FROM BLUE RICO AND HAVE A GOOD NIGHT!
-Ugh school tomorrow…-