Ed reached forward, opened the door and walked into the room. It was still a mess covered in glass and paper from Al's last hissy fit. But he spotted the dented and cracked panel.
He sighed, and walked over, to it.
"He'd better fix this." The blonde reached forward and gave it a little tug, he was never sure why. To his surprise the panel fell on him, looking up expecting to see a bare wall, he found himself staring into a black hole. He stood and stared in confusion, he put his hand toward it, looked down and saw a dim light but couldn't see anything else. He put his hands out, and began feeling along the wall, trying to get his bearings. He ran his hand over a strange bump, feeling it carefully, he realised it was a lamp. Ed nervously lit it and slowly took a step down.
He was clutching the small light tightly and focused purely on his feet. Al had to know about this place, the walls were clearly made via alchemy, and that panel hadn't been loose before, he had idly run his hands up and down the gaps when they had been looking around.
He trembled violently and almost toppled down the remaining stairs, he cursed himself, he had never been this soft when he was out on the field.
He looked toward the desk in corner, then to the crude machine in the corner. Ed's eyes widened, it was a raggedy version of the equipment he had used to bring back his brother.
Tears pricked the corners of his eyes, he could hear his blood racing through his ears.
There was something in the middle of the room.
He could just see the blonde hair, he slowly walked so he was directly in front of the mattress keeping his eyes firmly on the floor. Praying to the god he didn't believe in, trying to stave of the inevitable moment, deep down he already knew.
He looked up, and on the boys face.
His face.
The same, no younger, paler, Ed found he was rocking lightly, backwards and forwards.
His brother had a copy of him in the cellar.
His lips parted, and his words barely made a hiss but they echoed around his head.
"Al? Why?"
Bile rose in his throat, and panic rushed through.
The scream boiled up from the pit of his stomach, the child was sleeping so he covered his mouth. But the tortured scream, tore itself from his lips, he continued to scream as he stared at the boy and the boy sat up.
Igani had been happy in his dream, the scream, woke him and terrified him even as he fought his confused foggy mind.
The terror filled noise kept on coming he looked up and into Ed's eyes. As they met each others eyes Ed's scream faded into sobs, and then silence.
There was a pause.
Igani was confused about the stranger, though slightly hopeful. He liked people, even though Ed was only the second person he had ever seen, aside from glances of himself in the water as he was scrubbed clean.
Ed gulped several times, but the lump in his throat wouldn't clear.
"Hi." His next words threw themselves out. "Oh god Al, what?"
The strange boy tilted his head, and fiddled with the blanket, that had fallen away from his chest, and allowed Ed to realise he was naked.
"Hello." The older boy tried again.
Igani's face lit up and he burst out laughing at the strange noise the weird man had made.
The older blonde frowned and slowly walked towards him. When Igani realised Ed was approaching, he squealed in panic and threw himself into the corner to of the room, slipped and scratched his knees.
"Dim, noi. Igani nistol gin-y."
Ed 's eyes widened, the boy was speaking gibberish , and sounded as if he was about to collapse in terror. He nervously bent down and wrapped his arms around the young boy in an attempt to calm him.
The effect was instantaneous, and the boy snuggled into him.
"Ed." The older blonde blinked down at the small boy, who looked up at him in delight.
Edward shifted the young boy off his knees and sat facing him. He couldn't seem to think normally and he felt numb.
He looked into the boys eyes and tapped himself on the chest. "My names Edward. What's yours?"
Any trace of happiness slid off the boys face, and the little glimmer of hope he had in his eyes was extinguished and replaced by sorrow.
Ed blinked in confusion at the boys reaction, thinking he had misunderstood tried again.
"I'm Edward." He tapped his chest again, slower this time.
Igani screwed his eyes up, keeping back tears, and turned around, so he was crouched on all fours, his rear placed on Ed's lap and screwed up his eyes waiting for this stranger to take him.
Ed stared in shock, and averted his eyes, but not before seeing the dried cum and the redness around the boys entrance. He threw his hands over his mouth, and gagged, his brother had been fucking an identical copy of him. He reached down and placed his hands on the boys sides, causing a tremble of fear to course through the little boy, Ed quickly flipped him over so he was on his back.
Igani looked up at the boy and shifted slightly to allow Ed easier access, Ed was trying to fight the wave of nausea and gently lifted the boy up right and shook his head.
Igani felt ice drop in his stomach, and reluctantly reached for Ed trousers, grimacing at the idea of sucking on this stranger's piece. Ed caught hold of the boy's hands and lifted him up, shaking his head furiously.
"No, no, no, no don't." he stared into the boys eyes, and blanched at the terror in the child's eyes. Edward stared at the boy, he had realised exactly what his bother had been doing and what the boy thought his name meant.
"Ed." He tapped his chest again, hoping he'd get a positive reaction. The boy smiled, a sweet angelic little thing, and he moved into Ed's arms, buried his head into the mans chest and let out a small noise of happiness. Ed wrapped his hands around the boy and carefully lifted him fully into his arms and started to carry him out. Igani raised his head from Ed's chest and looked around in confusion, when he realised he was leaving the room he began squealing. "Dim, ru findal."
Ed glanced at him in confusion, Igani stared at him in frustration and pointed towards the desk contain his toys. Ed walked over to it in confusion and kneeled in front of them. Igani smiled brightly at him and opened the drawer, glancing towards Ed he beamed again. He reached out and pulled out a girl doll, and held her out for Ed to see. "Periti." Ed nodded. He pulled out a boy doll, "Nerol." He waved it in front of Eds face, a slightly proud smile on his face, Ed attempted a smile. He pulled out another boy doll, "Elric.".
Ed widened his eyes, "That's my surname." In return he received a blank look.
"My name's Ed Elric." Igani smiled and gave Ed the doll to hug, then held them tightly as Ed carried him out.
The older blonde looked at the clock.
5 minutes.
He had been down there for 5 minutes, that was it, his entire life had been fucked up in 5 minutes. He let out a snarl and became aware of Igani shaking.
"Sorry." Ed turned away from the clock, to go upstairs, he was cut short by a gasp from Igani.
"Igani food Tnoi." The boy pointed towards the couch in excitement. Ed tapped Igani's chest, "Food?"
He shook his head, "Dim."
"Igani." Ed tapped the child chest again, who nodded, then tapped Ed's chest and titled his head to the side.
"Ed." The young blonde wrinkled his nose.
A car went past the window and Ed froze, panic running through his body. When it went past he moved to the front door, then stopped, looked at the boy.
Igani was naked, he couldn't go out like that.
Ed had bathed and laid the younger blonde on the bed. Igani had fallen asleep as he searched for clothes for him, and had ended up getting some of Al's loose clothes, as his own were too tight as they were all leather. He dressed the boy quickly, and as Igani woke he wrapped him in his old red coat. He still wasn't thinking, it wasn't safe to think now. Ed picked his copy up, who grabbed at him and nodded towards his toys. The younger blonde held his toys tightly then looked at Ed in concern and offered the dolls to him. Ed shook his head and was about to carry him downstairs when he heard the front door open.
Ed froze and quickly put Igani down in the doorway.
"Edward?" Igani blanched and Ed retched violently.
Al was home.
Al turned to smile at his brother as he came down the stairs.
"Ed, what do you want to eat?" his brother didn't answer just swayed slightly, all colour drained for his face. He could feel confusion in a distant way, why wasn't he hitting this bastard? He really ought to be hitting him. It shouldn't matter who he was, and anybody else they would be flat on their back.
"I'll just go into the study, and then I'll make it." Al walked into the study, swore when he saw the state of the door and began walking down the stairs.
Ed shot back upstairs, grabbed the nervous young boy, and rushed from the house in time to hear Al's shriek of anger.
A/N: Review if I should keep this up.
A/N2: If any of this is werid (more so than usual) sorry I fell on ice went flat on my back and my head made a crack noise when I did. Couldn't see hospital says I had concussion. The most embrassing thing is I was in my collage skirt so I'm sure I flashed. Oh well I'm just trying for some pity.