-sob sob- No one reviewed for the last chapter. Maybe I took too long? Or maybe people finally realised this story sucks. Oh well! I'll keep posting new chapters no matter what! Even if it is just for my own personal amusement! Though reviews are nice. Well, here's the next chapter!
P.s. Anyone who yells at me for using Himmler will get beat! I studied Himmler so much I think I should explode from it. He gets more into character later on. He has a small role though, so please don't get mad at me.

Chapter three - Let's Talk
Edward stayed quiet the entire trip there. Alphonse had done the same, apart from the usual answering of questions the Nazis would throw at the two. Even when they were directed towards the elder, he would remain silent.

He kept his eyes glued to the window, watching the streets go by. The people that were out would stop and stare at them as they drove past. Alphonse would give a little wave once in a while, or something similar judging by the little movement he made from the corner of his brother's eye. Even the Nazis with them had grown silent for the time being.

The part of the city they were in was obviously the wealthier side; if you could even call it that. It was the side where all the Nazis Stayed out when not on duty, if you could believe it. It was the side where the Fuhrer was staying. This was the side of the city where the so-called perfect race was. The ones with blonde hair and blue eyes.

Edward always hated seeing them. It made him think of Alphons. He had heard that remark so many times when he was around Alphons too. A few people before his death would call him and his friends the perfect race. At the time it seemed like just another racist comment. Who knew it was really talking about all this...

The car pulled up to a fairly large building and came to a halt. The man who had been driving got out first, slamming the door as he went. He walked up to another Nazi who was standing guard. Edward wasn't sure what they said, but within minutes he came back over and motioned for the others.

The Nazi seated beside Alphonse nodded and opened his door, grabbing onto Alphonse's arm roughly, he pulled him out. Alphonse didn't make any sound, nor did he make an effort to get away. He simply followed. Edward frowned at that, but only a moment as the Nazi Edward shoved him out of the vehicle as well. Edward went along with it, still keeping himself silently. Even when they shoved him out so hard he nearly tripped; something he normally wouldn't tolerate.

"This way," the Nazi Edward instructed as he grabbed Edward's arm and pulled him up the steps and to the large building. The Nazis holding the brothers stopped and spoke to the guard once more. This time in a language foreign to Edward. The guard's eyes widened at something the Nazi had said as he looked at the two. He spoke again only this time was clear, "golden eyes."

Edward flinched at the sound of it as they were pushed and pulled some more. Into the building they went. By this point, all signs of struggle were long since past. Even Edward had no strength in him to continue to fight against them.

"Brother?" Alphonse's voice pierced through Edward's thoughts. He jerked his head toward his brother, a little confused by the looks of it. He was talking in a low whisper, trying to keep the conversation among themselves. "What do you think they'll do to us?"

The shakiness of his voice frightened even Edward as he just watched his little brother. The Nazis hadn't noticed they were talking yet. Or, if they had, they were ignoring it. "I don't know. Nothing I guess." Edward said with a shrug, "what can they do to us? We haven't done anything wrong."

"Yes, but what if they find something wrong? What if they lock us up or shoot us or-"

"Hey-!" Edward hissed back to his brother. Giving a warning glare, "don't you even dare think of those things. I'm your big brother remember? I'll protect you from whatever they feel they have to do to us." Edward explained with a little smile.

This made Alphonse smile back, though both their smiles were empty.

"Here," one Nazi said shortly after their talk. He opened a door to let the other two through then closed it behind them. Edward narrowed his eyes but again stayed quiet. He hated these men so much. Not just because they were Nazi either.

Once inside, the men released the brothers and stepped back. As though they were presenting a prize or some kind of game they'd hunted down. Which was probably the best way to put it. Alphonse blinked once, mildly confused as he looked to the man they had been brought to.

They were in an office type room. Four big walls with a huge window looking out on the city towards the middle. It was somewhat empty, with a desk in front of the window and file cabinets all over the place. On the desk was a stack of papers; ones that appeared to be about eye color and race. The whole office area, in summary, was nice. Big, but still nice, with its plush carpet and white painted walls that were decorated with articles and such from newspapers.

The man stood behind the desk, gazing at the two with such curiosity, it even frightened Edward. He was a thin man from what Edward could tell. He was wearing traditional Nazi uniform, only his badges signified he was much greater in power than that. His head was shaved, leaving almost nothing on top, which didn't mean much when you were going bald. He wore glasses at the brim of his nose and pushed them up as he looked at the two once more.

"So you two are the Elric brothers I've heard so much about. My name is Himmler. Heinrich Himmler." He said with a sly smile, stepped out from behind the desk to reveal himself. Edward nodded as he stepped forward also. More protectively than anything.

"Yes sir. I am Edward Elric. With me is my little brother Alphonse Elric. We are the sons to Hoenhiem," he explained. He wasn't sure what kind of stuff his father had done in this world, but whenever anyone heard his name, they showed a great deal of respect.

The man waved a hand in the air, "I have no interest in that madman." He said. Only to get the boys to flinch at the sound of 'madman'. Any 'real world' person would say that about the great alchemist. "I'm much more interested in you two," he pointed out.

"Us sir?" Alphonse asked as he held perfectly still. Trying his best not to even breath too heavily in his presence. Himmler nodded as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Yes, the famous golden eyes." He explained, "only a few hours ago no one even knew you existed and now," he held one hand up "you seem to be quite popular if I do say so myself." Oh joy. Now they were being treated like rare animals too.

Edward cursed to himself. They'd gotten their eyes from their father. Yet another reason to hate. "With all due respect sir," that took a lot to say, "what do our eyes have to do with anything?"

"Ah I was hoping you would ask that," Himmler said as he put one hand to his side, letting the other motion to the papers on his desk. "Thanks to you I've been doing careful research on eye color and the race they arrive from."

Edward narrowed his eyes, "and?" He asked impatiently.

Himmler smiled, "and I must say, you two are a rare find indeed. In fact, besides your father, you two are probably the only human beings on Earth with such strange colored eyes."

"Sir, what's your point? Have we done anything wrong?" Edward asked bitterly, trying so hard not to lose his cool. Not with Alphonse right there. "We still have blonde hair, and our eyes are natural. Is there any problem with-"

"Where it stands right now there is nothing to worry about. Especially if your loyalty belongs with the Nazis." He said. Finally getting to the catch.

Edward opened his mouth and heard a small gasp escape, but that didn't come from him. Alphonse winced slightly; Edward could at least see that from where he stood. "What if, sir, our loyalty rested in another viewpoint?" Edward asked cautiously.

Himmler narrowed his eyes, his smile turned into a frown, "then we'd have to treat you like another opposing force." He said in a low tone. Much deeper than the one he had a moment ago. Edward nodded, though he found it hard to breath all of a sudden.

They weren't out of the woods yet, "so our eyes mean nothing so long as we stay true to the Nazi party?" Alphonse asked to try and sum up everything.

"Your eyes mean nothing to us, rare as they might be; you are still not part of the perfect race. A little lower perhaps, but still not a threat. That is," he glanced at Edward a moment then back to Alphonse "unless you make yourselves threats."

Both boys went dead silent for a few minutes, which seemed to last for hours as they waited. When no reply or remark came, Edward nodded again with a small bow. "Yes sir," he said obediently.

"Dammit!" Edward shouted and he punched the wall with his metal fist. It made a loud cracking sound but didn't do much else. Alphonse winced slightly at the sound as he sat on the couch and listened. They had been home only five minutes, if even that, and Edward was already trying to destroy things.

"Ed, don't, you'll put a dent in the wall." Alphonse said softly as he tucked his legs up to his chest and held on. He was watching the ground, not bothering to look up as Edward punched one more time. Alphonse closed his eyes and listened to the steady breathing that came off his body.

"This isn't fair!" Edward shouted as he punched again. This time with his real flesh, "who the hell do they think they are?" He shouted again as he punched once more. His knuckles became red and sore, but he didn't care. "They can't just kidnap us like that then threaten us!"

"That's not what hap-"

"Don't even start with me Al," Edward hissed under his breath as he punched with his metal fist. "You know what they did. You were there! Don't even try to defend them."

"What am I supposed to do?" Alphonse cried as he looked back over to Edward. He had tears in his eyes and especially his voice. Edward didn't have to turn around to tell that much. "We can't do anything! We can't...we can't just go back in time and stop this! I want to brother, I really do, but we can't. We just can't. I know it sucks, but we can't oppose them or they'll get us too!" He stopped his shouting a moment to take in a harsh breath then looked down to the floor, "and I don't want to lose you again..."

Edward stopped his beating on the wall as he listened to Alphonse's hiccups. No wait. Those were defiant sobs. He sighed and turned around to look at Alphonse as he stood there, looking down at the floor, crying. That hurt. Even as kids Edward hate to see Alphonse cry. "Al..."

"Then you-!" Alphonse cut in, "you just...you gave in so easily in front of them." He said as he rubbed his eyes. He hated crying in front of his older brother. It always made him feel like a burden. The little creature who needed to be protected all the time. "You say you want to stop all this but...you just give in so easily. That's not the Edward Elric I know and love."

Edward gulped down the lump in his throat. He found it quite easy not to cry, so even if he wanted to tell himself not to, he wouldn't need the reminder. It took only seconds for him to take the next step. He came forward and wrapped his arms around Alphonse's body. Alphonse, who was slightly shocked by that, loosened up and just melt. He began sobbing harder on his brother's shoulder, choking on words that failed to come out.

Edward rubbed his back in a comforting way, like their mother use to do when one of them would cut their knee or slam their finger in the door. Oh, how he wished their mother was there now. "Shh, it's okay Al," Edward whispered softly, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten mad. I shouldn't have said those things. I should never have agreed with them."

"You had to," Alphonse sobbed as he nuzzled his face further into Edward's shoulder. So Edward could hardly hear him, "you had to or they wouldn't have killed you on the spot."

"Or you!" Edward retorted. That was how it always was for Edward. Who cared what happened to him, so long as Alphonse was safe. He planned to keep it that way. "Listen, whatever happens, we stick together. Got it? Through whatever may come, we don't separate. Never. I spent enough time worrying about you," Edward said with a weak smile. "Don't make me worry again..."

"I won't," Alphonse whispered in reply. "So long as you stay with me."

"I can at least promise you that," Edward said softly with a little sigh. It was the least he could do after all.

Then the two went silent; and it was just them again.

There you have it. Chapter three! Yay! More is coming, but I'm trying to finish other stories too, so it might be a while. Reviews to speed up the process though.
Also! The ranomd Edo/Aru moment at the end, does have importance behind it besides lack of character and fluffiness. This story is NOT Elricest, for those who were wondering (or hoping?), I just enjoy the cute brother moments they have.

More is coming so RxR!

- Kori

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