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This story begins soon after the movie. So, if you haven't seen the movie, do not read this. It may contain some spoilers from the anime and from the movie, so all who have not yet finished the anime and watched the movie MAY NOT READ!
Chapter Two: Sunday
Trudging up the stairs, Edward let a sigh escape his lips. Great… I have to go to work tomorrow… He groaned. A seventeen-year-old and an eighteen-year-old working full time just barely kept the bills paid and food on the table. So, how was there any way around it?
He shuffled past Noah's room and his younger brother's room also. Then he stopped. He whirled around and stuck his head in Al's room, and Al, who had a book in his hand, was lying on his bed. A dim lamp to his right lit up his whole body, and then the light was enveloped by the darkness in the room. He turned the page, his eyes scanning over the printed words on the page. Ed knew he must have read that book at least three times already.
Edward had a hushed voice. "Goodnight, Alphonse."
"Goodnight, Brother. I'll see you in the morning."
"Yeah…" Ed replied as he walked out of the doorway. He began again to shuffle down the hallway to his room, which was at the end. As he reached the doorway, he hesitated, and wanted to run back to his brother and tell what he wanted to say, but he didn't. He placed his hand on the doorknob, turned it, and entered the dark room. Click. The door shut behind him, and the light from the hallway evaporated. As quick as it had entered the room, it was gone.
He turned the lamp on that was beside his bed, grateful he hadn't tripped over anything in the process. Damn it Edward! Why didn't you tell him?!He wanted to get it off him, but he didn't want to see Al's reaction, either. Telling him…He just couldn't do it. He had put Al through enough already. But to tell him that was more than he could take. It was hard enough to bare it himself, but to put the weight on Alphonse too?
He slipped into his white pajamas and put his clothes into the basket beside his bed. He glanced at his now metal arm, grateful for this instead of that stupid plastic crap. So what if it didn't look like skin? He unfolded the neatly tucked in sheets, and slid himself under the heavy comforter. The weight pressing down on his body, again his conscience took hold of him.
What happens if it affects me tomorrow? What will I tell Alphonse then? The whole situation he was in was hard for himself to wrap his head around, and he really didn't want to believe it, anyway. It seemed like some nightmare he had, that kept lurking around in his mind, and it kept reminding Ed of its existence. His hand reached out through the air, and took hold of the switch on his lamp. Click. He was suddenly consumed in darkness.
A small whimper slightly echoed through his room.
So?! What'd you think? I bet you are wondering what it is, aren't you? Well you shall find out soon, my dear readers! (By the way, please review!!)