Chapter 3
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"Brothers, come look!" A high-pitched, pretty voice rang out through the small house. Edward groaned. Seira was acting like a child who had just learnt alchemy. She was showing him every little thing she did. Just now, there was a crash from downstairs, and then a flash of light. Now, Seira was calling out to him.
"Ed, I dropped a pile of stuff, and transmuted it all into a gift! It's for my dad!" Seira beamed as Ed came down the stairs. Standing on the table was a small, featureless, ceramic figure of an adult and a child holding each other close.
"Wow, that's really good." Edward picked up the figure gently, admiring her delicate handiwork. Ed wasn't lying; it really was good. But something was bugging him. An Ishbalan shouldn't even be doing alchemy, let alone transmuting without a transmutation circle.
"Brother? Is something wrong?" Seira's face fell as she looked at Edward. The boy smiled, and held out the ceramic figure.
"It's amazing, Seira. You'll be fine with the examination." Edward's gold eyes met Seira's red ones. The pair blushed slightly, and both realized how close to each other they were. And that they were alone.
Alphonse was reading a book upstairs, when he heard a dull thud. It sounded like a body falling; one too heavy to have been Seira's. He clanked down the stairs, to find Edward laying on the floor, Seira on top of him, and a ceramic figurine in-between them, being held by 4 hands. Alphonse felt like crying; he felt almost betrayed by Edward. He sighed and offered to help the two up. They lay the figure on the table, and dusted themselves off.
"Hello, Alphonse! What are you up to?" Seira smiled widely at the armour, but said boy just walked back up the stairs. Edward slapped a hand to his forehead.
"Damn it!" Seira jumped. Edward grinned sheepishly, and then ran up the stairs. Seira blinked, and then started to make tea.
Edward ran to Alphonse, and sat in front of him.
"Al, Seira and I weren't doing anything. I fell of my chair, and she tried to grab that figure from my hands. It's for her dad. It was just a misunderstanding, Al!" Alphonse sighed.
"You know I like her. Can you try to be more careful?" Edward nodded at his younger brother's statement.
"Why don't you just ask her out already? The examination's in 6 days, and she'll probably leave after that." Edward groaned at his brother. Alphonse shrieked.
"WHAT?! No, I couldn't possibly! How could she like me in this body?" Alphonse howled, and Edward howled in frustration.
"Fine, I'm gonna tell her that you like her if you don't!" Edward stood up, grinning widely. Alphonse quickly blocked the doorway.
"NOOOOOOO. I'll tell her, ok?" Alphonse started slowly down the stairs. Ed followed silently.
"Uh, Seira? Can I-can I ask you something?" Alphonse wrung his hands. Seira smiled. Edward blushed. She sure was pretty. Wait, WHAT? This was his brother's girl. Hands off. Al's girl.
"Uh…..would you-if you want to-erm, would-only if you think it is suitable-do you think you'd-ahh-you'd like to go-*gulp* -onadatewithme?" Alphonse stuttered, and Seira blushed madly.
"Oh, I, um, I-" Seira stopped, and turned around.
"I'd love to, but I don't know if that would be fair to Edward. I mean, I can tell he really likes me. I like him, too. But I also like you. I can't decide!" Seira hid her face in her hands, and started to cry.
"No, don't cry! You don't have to decide! It-it really doesn't matter!" Alphonse squeaked, trying in vain to comfort the girl.
"Yes, I do Al. You don't understand." Seira fell to her knees.
"What do you mean, Seira?"
Ooh, cliff-hanger!
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