The train ride was as close to torture as it possibly could of gotten. Al say alone in a big booth and stared out the window. He didn't cry in front of people he didn't know. The entire rain ride from Central to Risembool these girls were trying to hit on Alphonse. They talked to him, told him how cute he was, and finally, one asked if he had a brother.
His gaze turned from the window to the girls that have moved into his booth. He was silent.
"Well, do you have a brother Alphonse?" The same girl asked. Al thought he must of said his name when one asked him. A tear slipped from his eye and spoke softly. "My brother... Is dead." He mumbled softly. The girls stared at him.
"He died only two days ago." He said again. The girls were silent for a while, watching tears slide down his cheeks.
"I'm sorry." One whispered. Al looked up to that girl.
"It's fine. He lost his life to save mine. You wouldn't know that Edward is gone." Al's voice cracked at his lost brothers name. The two girls left after they finally realized he wasn't interested. Looking out the window, Al watched the familiar country side pass. Not a bag to his name and only the money Hawkeye had slipped into his pocket, Alphonse would have to look normal. taking a train as far as he is without a bag.
The train stopped at Risembool. Al stood from his seat shaking like a dog. 'How am I going to tell Winry and Granny.' Al thought as he stepped of the train with the few others. He looked around to see familiar faces, knowing that not to many would recognize him. Al started walking down the dirt paths winding through the town, waving at familiar faces that smiled and waved back.
When he made it to the last dirt path his mind took over for him. He walked the familiar path but it wasn't to Granny's. Al looked up to the ashes of his home. Tears slipped off his cheek and onto the ash covered ground. "WE said... WE would come HOME TOGETHER! TOGETHER WHEN I GOT MY BODY!" Al shouted and dropped to his knees. "TOGETHER.. EDWARD, YOU SAID TOGETHER. NOW I'M HEAR ALONE... I'M ALONE IN THIS WORLD WITHOUT YOU. How could you leave me." His shout dropped to a whisper at the last sentence. He finally let out all his pain and put his face to the sky.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGG GGG AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAA WWWWHHHHHHHYYYYYYYY EDWARD WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE ME! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH HHHHHHH" Al shouted to the sky.
"Edward why?" He said. Al dropped to his knees crying. After about half an hour of sobbing on the ground, he stood up and whipped his face. Leaving small traces of ash in his hands wake.
He sniffled and started walking away from his house's burnt ashes. His feet took him to another familiar path. When he finally looked up from his feet, the saw the house. The house of his best friend, the house of the people that helped him and Ed when they needed it most, and the people that he didn't want to tell the news to.
He slowly walked up the stairs and to the door. He knocked softly and someone shouted. "One minute!"
Soon after a blond haired girl was standing face to air. She looked down to the smaller boy. "Y-yes?" She said quietly, not knowing if her mind is tricking her. The small boy looked up and lost it. He wrapped his arms around her middle and sobbed. "Alphonse?" She asked. The boy nodded and she hugged him.
"Whats wrong Al?" She asked the sobbing boy in her arms.
"He-he's... E-ed... g-g-gon-ne. Ed's gone." He sobbed out. Winry hugged the small boy tighter and started to cry. The noise brought Granny out from her work.
"Whats's wrong Winry?" Granny asked. She turned her head and stared at her grandmother. "He's gone." He whispered, the boy still hugging her sobbed louder. Winry pulled him in from the door and sat on the couch, where Alphonse curled up like a baby on her lap. "He's gone...he's gone...he's gone..." He kept saying to no one in particular.
"Alphonse, it will be okay in time." Winry tried to calm the sobbing boy.
"NO ITS NOT! IT WONT GET BETTER WINRY. he's my brother, all IIIII had left!" He just about screamed and started sobbing once again. He moved from Winry's lap and onto the big fluffy chair Edward loved so much. He curled up in it and cried.
Otaku:Poor Alphonse, all broken
Winry: Do you think a pop-tart will cheer him up?
Granny: Go try
Otaku: Well, that cant end well.
Random Al fangirls from train: Otaku1232123 does not own Fullmetal ALchemist
Otaku:BYEEEE