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I am once again out looking for my brother in the rain. I've been looking everyday since brother went missing those couple of years ago. The others might find that tedious, however it isn't for me. Because I know I'll eventually find brother if I just keep looking.

I can't help but wonder if he's been eating or if he's maintaining his automail. Brother was always so forgetful.

I've been told to give up searching, but I can tell brother is alive. I feel that he's alive. Also he would never leave me alone, just as I wouldn't leave him alone.

Though it's strange that he's been gone this long. I have no idea what would be able to keep my brother in one place, or who. I can't even get him to stay in Resembool for more than a week. I'd like to think he's ok, but it must be bad if he hasn't come to find me. Knowing him, he's probably more worried for me than himself.

Though sometimes it's not easy staying this positive that he's fine. I wonder if he did something bad and got in trouble. Maybe he just doesn't want to see me. Our goals could have been far too much for him.

He could be dead.

I've been having the same type of thinking repeating itself everyday. There's nothing disrupting the continuous thoughts. Going on and on, contradicting and winding with one another.

It'll just remain the longer I can't find brother.

Months have passed by swiftly, and years started to form. It's been 2 years just about, though that in no means that I'll give up on finding my brother.

It's too lonely without him and although Mustang's group of loyal subordinates, and friends, keep me company when I'm around they can't replace my brother. They can't travel to rural parts of the country with me, they can't talk to me about important topics, it's obvious they just can't do what brother did. However, I really appreciate how much they try to cheer me up. It's going to be nice to see them all again, I only just got back into Central an hour ago. So before I go and see them I'm going to look around for an hour or so.

Though looking for brother in central for what feels like the thousandth time is quite silly. I highly doubt he would be in central and not come see me. I've checked these alleys so many times in the past couple years, he would have to be avoiding me to not meet up with me here.

Not to mention that even if he was avoiding me he'd eventually be recognized by someone in central, whether myself or not. And I don't think anyone would lie to me about seeing brother.

A soft glow of gold moved out of the darkness a ways away and caught my attention. My sight adjusted, a soft glow from my eyes aimed at the source. The glow was just light reflecting off blond hair. Though with closer inspection the figure the hair belonged to was very familiar. I would recognize my brother no matter what he wore.
"Brother!"

It surprised me when the figure reacted differently than I expected brother to. Even if it were not me who had called out, brother would have at least acknowledged someone else as well.

But he just pulled up the hood of the black cloak I've never seen. Then he ran off as fast as he could. Why would brother act like this? Does he not know it's me who had called for him, or does he really hate me like my worst thoughts assumed? I couldn't really decipher the odd behaviour so I ran after him. It would be so disappointing to lose him right after I finally found him. I won't be able to live with myself if I can't at least talk to brother. We were running down another alleyway, it was much too small for my broad metal shoulders. So in consequence the distance was growing between us.

Though happening very suddenly, he slipped on a patch of smooth tile that had been made slick from the rain. He seemed to be in pain, still on the ground while holding one of his arms. It appeared to be his right, but that would be his automail limb. I caught up with him easily after that, but when he looked up, something akin to fear or anxiety crossed his features.

As down hearting as it felt to admit, I don't think the person I've been running after is actually my brother.

Though it really looked like my older brother, their features nearly identical, but then again slightly different. This person had a slimmer appearance than brother, nearly sickly, and a lot softer than brother ever was. It doesn't really look like they'll ever have the muscular definition brother did. They're limbs are all flesh, and they're, wearing a dress. If my emotions were as lucid as they were when I had a body, I'm sure I'd be consumed with disappointment right now.

As much as I'd like to think this person is my brother, they are so very different than the brother I grew up with.

Tears were sliding down their face, and my brother never openly cried. How terrible of me, I've scared an innocent girl!

"I'm sorry! I thought you were my brother!"
I bowed, my stance asking forgiveness from the girl. She raised her arms and made brushing motions with them both, seeming to want me to back up a little. When I gave her enough space she stopped and then adjusted her hood. Afterwards she shied away from me while trying to stifle her tears.

"Are you ok? I'm so sorry! I know I look scary, but I'm really not! I had no right to chase you the way I di-"
She put up another small palm, the skin nearly black from dirt and dust. Then she said something but I didn't catch it.
"Excuse me?" I leaned down, to hear her better. It's hard to hear when she speaks so softly.
Then her gaze snapped up to mine with intense emotion. However, she didn't hold my gaze long. But the same emotion from her eyes stayed.

"Don't apologize to me! I don't deserve an apology! I've become a stupid mess that cries about everything! I'm so weak! You don't have to be apologize to the likes of me!"
Then she held her knees, which were kneeled on the concrete, and made herself look even smaller.

Alphonse had no idea what to say, this girl he hardly knew was having some type of break down in front of him. And he instigated it it somehow!How in the world can he make her feel better? He's never really had a girl cry because of him before, unless you count Winry, but that was mostly because of brother or the two of us combined. Now a complete stranger was in a miserable state because of him.

"Um, Please don't be upset? I, uh, I'm Alphonse, Alphonse Elric!"
I hoped to distract her with something, so an introduction would do for now. A pained look flickered in her eyes and she reluctantly looked returned her eyes up at me. I was genuinely surprised, she wasn't really as scared as she was just sad. Her large eyes so alike brother's looked right at me, almost like she saw my soul within the metal body. Her gaze was enough to make me uncomfortable. Then she reached up a hand in hesitant acceptance.
"Kitty, my name is just Kitty."

She didn't even seem afraid when I wrapped my giant leather clad hand around her small flesh one. I pulled her up chivalrously, and made sure she was balanced and on her feet.

"That's a really nice name! I've always really liked cats. And I've noticed there tends to be a lot of stray kittens roaming around in this area. My brother would never let me keep any of them though."

She smiled politely besides her melancholy. Kitty could be brother's long lost twin or something! Though that's hardly practical. She really did look a lot like brother, but for some reason that sad smile seemed identical to mom's smile when reminded of dad.

"Wow, you look so similar to my brother." After saying this aloud I noticed an uneasy look cross over her features. I immediately felt that I said something utterly wrong. I began to frantically wave my arms to mollify this mistake. "Not to say you look like a boy! You're very pretty! You do look like him but you have things that make you different too, and you're obviously much more polite than brother. Sometimes I think girls are better at manners, though there are always the exceptions to that. But my brother was the worst at them and-"
She chuckled, holding up one black palm once again. Gold eyes hiding something but her mirth was sincere.
"Alphonse, It's fine. I've never been very girly anyway. It's no insult to be boyish. Though thank you for being so concerned for my feelings."

I couldn't help but stare, it was so surreal to see such an easy going look on a face so alike brother. She noticed my silence and looked at the ground, feeling uncomfortable.

I felt bad for all the frayed nerves I've caused her today, though I have no idea how to make up for it.

She rubbed her arm awkwardly then clenched her fists in determination.
"I have to tell you something!"
I was startled with the sudden fire laced in her tone. She seemed to be so enigmatic. Though when I looked at the passionate eyes I felt nostalgia wash over me, those eyes held the same light brother's always did. That light however, washed out just as suddenly as it appeared.

She was once again really nervous.
"What did you want to say?" I felt very curious, what could make her act like so? It was really intriguing.

She stammered over what she was going to say for a bit. Then she looked up at me again.
"Would you go skip rocks at the canal with me?" She rubbed the back of her head in a similar manner to how brother used to. She had a wide but nervous grin adorning her face.

I couldn't help but chuckle at her. She wasn't lying when she said she could be pretty boyish. I've never really seen a girl act with those mannerisms, not even Winry.

"That sounds great! But the canal is quite a walk from here." I trailed out of my speech quietly.

She tilted her head, and then gave that silly grin again.

"Not really, just a mile, but we don't have to if you don't want."

I waved my hands just when she was starting to look let down. She watched my frantic worrying inquiringly.

"No! It's fine, I just didn't want to bother you with too much walking!" I stammered over my words and watched her face go from questioning to highly amused.

She started walking the direction to the canal without saying anything to me. I followed, hoping I hadn't upset her again.
"So what are you doing in central?"

My attention went back to her swiftly. She wasn't looking at me, her own attention directed where she was going. I couldn't see much of her from the back, except wisps of her hair. The cloak covers her completely.

I have no idea how I had mistaken her for my brother, She's even smaller than he is. She may have some strange behavior for a girl, but it's nothing compared to brother.

The grey buildings shaded most of our walk. The sunlight was peeking over only slightly, though enough to illuminate Kitty's bright hair. Which is what had caught my attention earlier. Brother had been pretty similar in that sense too. He glowed all the time, not just because of his coloring though. He was always just bright and passionate.

"I'm trying to find my older brother, that's why I ran after you. Also Central has some nice people that worry for me."
Kitty seemed sad once again. I didn't know what I was doing wrong.

"Are you okay?"

She waved her hand in aggravation at my question and me.

"I'm fine, don't worry so much!"

It kind of hurts how much she reminds me of brother.

We didn't really talk much after that, just small things to talk about here and there.

When we arrived she immediately found a rock and chucked it into the canal. I looked for a good rock to use as well.

Her rocks kept skipping a few times then sinking. Mine would always skip one or two more than hers.

"How are you doing that?" I looked over at her fiery gaze.

"Excuse me?" She chucked a rock at me, though it missed by quite a bit.

"How are you skipping rocks better than me? Does that armor give you super powers?" She grabbed my hand and examined it. I gently lifted it out of her reach. But then she jumped for it and hung, feet hovering above the ground.

"I'm not super powered."
"That's what you want me to think."
She let go and dropped to the ground. She gave me a snide pout and looked away. Surprising her when I laughed.

"You're so silly!"
She couldn't hide her own smile, she also thought it was funny.

"Yea, I am a cat after all!"

I laughed even more.
"Your name is Kitty, that doesn't mean you're actually a cat."

She didn't really say anything to reply to that. When I looked at her, she was hiding her face.

"Are you o-"
"The sun's going down, it must be late."

I looked at the reddening sky.

"Yea it is."
She fell onto the ground with a thump and stared up at the yellow clouds. She seemed to be in some kind of penance. I didn't get how she could be happy then upset in less than three seconds.

We just stared at the sky. The yellows and pinks from the sky's light dimming.

Once the first few stars shone I looked over to her. She was asleep, tears streaking her face.
"Kitty? You probably have to go home."

She didn't reply, but the hands clenched around the rim of her hood clenched and pulled the fabric over her face even more.

I sighed and got up. She couldn't just sleep out here, too many bad things could happen to her here.

This is about a little more than 2,000 words so done for now