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Chapter 6: Resurrection
Alphonse Elric looked at his sister as she sat on their stacked cases leaning forward to gaze at the other side of the tracks. The sun lit up the long golden tail as it lay flat on her back. A deep blue coat covered the snug jeans and long sleeved top but she was still drawing furtive glances from the other would-be passengers.
He had been a bit worried about how Ed would react to being in public after four weeks of seeing no-one but family. So far she seemed calm although she was studiously ignoring everyone around her, hiding beneath her bangs. As he walked over with their tickets in his hand, she turned her head and smiled at him.
'All done?'
'Yes and the train is due in five minutes.'
Ed nodded and leant back, her gloved fingers reaching behind her to curl over the edge of the cases for support. She looked up at him.
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'Two months isn't so long, Al.'
'I know, but…' Al sighed. Leaving was harder this time. And he was unsure of what waited for him in Central. He hadn't said anything to Ed yet but he knew he would have to soon. He wasn't going to be able to avoid it when they started their research.
'If Granny hadn't pushed us out Al, it would've been harder to leave later on.' Ed remarked. 'And it's only a day earlier than we planned.' Al nodded in agreement although he still wished they could have stayed just a little bit longer.
'Are you ok, Ed?' Al asked as he noticed Ed looking out across the tracks again, avoiding eye contact with any of the people around them.
'Yeah, I'm fine Al. Sort of.' Ed knew what her brother was asking and she was feeling a bit unnerved by the attention she was getting but she was well aware of how anything remotely out of the ordinary became a matter of great importance in a small place like Resembool. 'I'm not sure if they're looking at me because of how I look or because I'm with you.' She grinned. 'You realise that half an hour after we leave some well-meaning old biddy is going to be knocking on Winry's door saying…' and Ed pushed her voice up into a higher register, 'I saw that Alphonse Elric of yours getting on the train with a strange blonde, I always warned you that your tomboy ways would scare him off.'
Al groaned. He knew Ed was right. Gossip was nearly as important as food and air to the people around here.
The train's arrival saved them both and they quickly boarded with the ease of long practice. After tossing their cases under the window between their seats, Ed automatically sprawled along one, folding her arm behind her head as a pillow.
'These seats are as comfy as they ever were,' she said as she wriggled slightly. Al laughed. This routine was so familiar; Ed lying on the seat while he watched from the other side. In the old days Ed would spend more than half the trip asleep and the rest cheating at cards, eating, reading or looking out the window.
Both of them heaved matching sighs of guilty relief as they realised they were finally on their own again. This was how it had always been. Just the two of them on a train travelling to who knew where. As nice as the last few weeks had been, this is what they had missed.
'Hey Al.' Ed suddenly said as the train began to move. 'Have you figured out what you're going to tell Mustang yet?'
'No. I can only tell him the truth. You know what he's like, you can't hide things from him.' Al paused, not totally surprised at Ed's question. 'We haven't talked about this since you got back, why start now?'
'Because this is the first time we've been on our own, Al. You know what Winry would've done if we'd talked about this back there. And let's face it, neither of us has been wanting to discuss this. But we've run out of time now. Come Thursday and we'll be in Central and it'll be nothing but questions and recriminations.' Ed paused and looked at her brother. 'And you know it, Al.'
'And what about you, Ed? What are you going to say?' Al threw the question back to Ed rather than admit to being worried.
'I'm not about to pretend to be a long lost cousin or something, Al. You're my brother and that's all there is to it.' Ed frowned thoughtfully. 'Since you brought me back we've been kept safe in a little cocoon, Al. It's been good and we… I needed it. My arm and the whole female thing, I needed to have the time to adjust and adapt. And lets be honest I'm still not totally adjusted. But we couldn't stay there forever and we know that. We're out now, Al and we have to face up to what's happened. If we hadn't left, you can bet they would've come looking.'
'But how are we going to explain it? It's one thing to tell the truth to the Brigadier-General, but what about everyone else? 'The infamous Fullmetal Alchemist is back and he's a girl.' People are going to freak out Sis.'
'I doubt anyone's going to be that concerned Al. I've been gone for four years. Any infamy of mine is probably long forgotten.' Ed shrugged Al's concern away. She honestly did not think that anyone would be that interested in her return. Time dulled memories, people forgot and moved on.
'There are legends about you, Sis.'
'That's just stupid, Al. Who'd be idiotic enough to believe things like that? We did what we did because we had to, Al. You were there, you know that. We never wanted any sort of public recognition for what we did. Just knowing we had helped was enough for us. Besides, it's not like we set out to do any of that, it just happened along the way.'
Al sighed and rolled his eyes. Ed was just not going to believe him until she saw the truth with her own eyes and then all hell would break loose. He returned to the original question.
'So, how do you want to do this Ed?'
'Simple Al. You're my brother and you managed to find me. There was just a small accident along the way.' Ed smiled. 'See? Simple and honest.'
'And the accident? Exactly what sort of accident do you want to have plastered all over your public record?'
Ed shrugged. 'You're making this bigger than it needs to be Al.' She waved her hand around. 'We don't have to specify what sort of accident. As far as I know I was just walking along when I suddenly woke up like this. I'll have no idea of what happened. I'll claim amnesia if I have to.'
'You're not serious, Ed?' Al exclaimed.
'I am, Al. I woke up like this, I have no idea how it happened. If I can't remember then there are no tracks for them to follow. They won't look to you.' Ed looked at Al, her eyes serious. 'Al, this is not something we can hide like we did before. We have to start as we mean to go on. There's no turning back here.'
'But Ed, it puts the onus of this on you. That's not fair when I was the one…'
'Stop it, Al.' Ed sat up and turned on the seat to face him. 'This is not like before. We can go forward, we have our futures back. I told you before Al, I will not have you blame yourself for this, it was an accident and that is what we will tell everyone.'
Al looked down at his hands and twisted his fingers together. He knew better. It was his fault. His voice was hesitant as he lifted his head and met Ed's eyes.
'Ed… I made a mistake in the calculations. If I'd been more careful, you wouldn't be female and you'd have your arm…' Al paused. 'I know you don't blame me, but it's still my fault.'
Ed kept her eyes on Al. Here it was, the great Elric trick of being able to transmute guilt from thin air. Ed had been a master at it and Al was proving to be just as skilled. There were a couple of ways to deal with this. One was impossible because a) they were on a train and b) because Pinako had forbidden any sparring for the next two months and Ed was pretty sure that 'beating some sense into your idiot brother' would be classed as sparring. Which left the other way. Ed took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
'And if our research proves this to be irreversible? What then, Al? Will you carry that guilt for the rest of your life?' Ed's words made Al draw back, his eyes wide.
'It won't be! It can't be!' Al shook his head from side to side in denial.
'Al, you have to face it. This could be permanent.' Ed's voice was soft and without inflection. She leant forward, keeping her eyes on his as she muttered. 'I didn't expect to have this conversation on a train.'
'We shouldn't be talking like this anywhere. I am going to fix this, Sister.' Al said in a determined manner. 'Even if I have to withdraw my resignation.'
'No.' Ed straightened up and her voice became as determined as Al's. 'You will do no such thing. We have two months and that should be enough to determine if we can reverse this or not. At the end of that time, I will decide based on the results. After all, I am the one this affects the most.'
'But it's my fault. I am not going to allow you to suffer for what I did.' Al clung to his guilt.
'Do I look like I'm suffering to you, Al? You gave me back my leg. Do you know how wonderful that is to me? I can go wherever I want Al, on these two perfect legs.' Ed stared hard at Al. 'Yes, giving me these legs is your fault, and I couldn't be happier about it.'
'But the rest Ed… That's not something to be proud of, to be happy with.' Al protested, trying to deny the slight easing of the burden he carried. Something had gone right but it wasn't enough to outweigh the rest of his mistake.
'I'm not happy to be back here? Where do you get that from, Al? You brought me home, to where everyone I love is. To where you are. How can you not be proud of that?' Ed smiled at her brother. 'So yes, you can take the blame for that one too. Al, I am so proud of you for what you achieved.'
Al frowned moving away from Ed by leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms but was unable to break the eye contact. 'And the arm and the gender change? Can you honestly tell me you are happy with them? I know what you're doing Ed, and it won't work. You can't talk me out of this.'
'But I can Al and you know it. Look at you, you're all defensive now.' Ed paused and then carried on. 'My arm? Yes, I am happy with it. It's convenient, it's saved my life so many times and this one is much lighter than the last one. It's a reminder of all we did, of the prices we paid and it reminds me that we succeeded, Al. If this arm is the cost of all we have been through then no I don't regret having it at all.'
Here was the hardest part. Brutal honesty was needed here and Ed was not about to shirk it. Only by being so open could he hope to shift the guilt from Al. They usually preferred the beat each other up method simply because talking like this hurt more.
'The gender change? I can't say that I am happy with it and you know that, but neither can I say that I am upset with it. I'm not going to hide from this, Al. If this is irreversible then I will accept it the way we've always accepted things and keep going. This is not going to break us, Al. I have learnt so much this last month and there's still so much more to learn.' Ed looked soberly at her brother and grimaced slightly. 'It's not so bad being female, Al. At first it was very uncomfortable but I'm getting used to it and all that goes with it. It can be a pain at times and it's hard not to compare to what I was before but honestly Al, I'd rather be stuck this way forever than not be here at all. I told you that when you brought me back and I still mean every word.'
Al looked at Ed. He knew Ed was telling the truth. He could see it in her eyes and the slight twitch of her shoulders. The one rule, the only rule of this method of guilt treatment was complete honesty and Ed had given him that. Which meant he was obligated to be equally honest in return. Al sighed. He would have preferred the beating, at least there he would've won.
'I'm not happy that what I did made you like this, Ed. And I don't want this to be permanent. A mistake in my calculations is the cause and whether it was an accident or an oversight on my part, I can't not feel responsible for it. Can you honestly tell me that you don't still feel some guilt or responsibility for what we tried to do all those years ago?' Eyes locked together as Ed nodded in rueful acknowledgement. 'I can't let it go completely, Sis… but I will try to not… be so rabid about it.'
'That's all I ask Al. We'll get through this just like we have everything else. Two months Al, we can do a lot in that time.'
'I'll get the Brigadier-General to hold off my resignation until then. We'll be able to access all the libraries.' Al nodded to himself and Ed wisely did not argue the point. She knew Al needed to feel that he could contribute something to this, so she kept her voice light.
'Two months of extra servitude? Winry is going to kill you Brother.'
Wwe 4k game for android. Al did not respond. He was thinking hard. He was going to find his error and he was going to fix it.
Early Thursday afternoon in Central found Brigadier-General Roy Mustang signing papers and forms with a concentration and application that brought a smile to the collective faces of his subordinates. They all knew that Alphonse Elric was expected tomorrow and Mustang always got his paperwork done so that he could spend most of the time with Al.
Four years had brought some changes to Roy Mustang. He had become 'dull and boring' according to Captain Havoc or as Hawkeye preferred to phrase it 'mature and responsible'. He had managed to keep 'his' team together through the unrest of four years ago and the recent border skirmishes and was now securely placed in the military hierarchy. Rumour had it that he was in line to replace the current Fuhrer, but Mustang had stopped aiming for that position. With the loss of his eye had come the blunting of his ambition.
What had technically been a successful operation had to him been a defeat. Edward Elric had vanished and he had been left behind with the realisation that all the killings and all the sacrifices had been for nothing but selfish greed. Mustang had felt his whole service to have been cheapened and his nightmares and ambitions cast aside as unworthy. Bitter cynicism had left him as bereft as Al. It had even been impossible for him to fully appreciate the miracle of the boy's return to the flesh.
As his injuries had healed, so had he. Slowly he had progressed. Sometimes he would crawl into a bottle for a few days but the ghosts would always drag him back out again. And then he began to find salvation in Alphonse Elric. The teenager had started visiting him about six months after he had regained his body and a friendship had quickly developed. When Al had joined the military, Roy had made sure to put himself in a position to help him. He had even given up his higher ranking to be able to continue giving Al assistance. Al's belief that Ed was not dead and only missing seemed irrational to Roy but for some reason it gave him a measure of hope, so he too believed. And that strange belief had kept him sane and sober on many a dark night.
Relearning to control his fire alchemy had also helped him. It had taken him three months after Al's first visit to gather enough courage to make the first attempt and when the flame had missed the target by six feet he had been devastated. But Roy Mustang was no quitter and he persevered. He diligently practised and finally he began to improve. Six feet became four then two. He began to feel more confident and in a rash moment tempted fate by using his flames in the office. After he had scorched Havoc twice and the filing cabinet three times, Hawkeye had banned him from practising in the office. Now he was once again the Flame Alchemist. He was confident and assured of his skill. He had sacrificed a fraction of his speed in order to gain the surety of aim. He took that extra moment to pinpoint his target precisely knowing that without it, his changed perception could still lead him into miscalculating and missing the target.
Roy Mustang thought himself content. Four years and he had everything he could have wanted. The ghost of Maes Hughes would cry out for a Mustang wife occasionally but Roy would only smile and close that book. The one woman he had ever considered seriously had found her own happiness with someone else and he hadn't been able to be too upset about it.
And tomorrow Alphonse would arrive. Mustang was not sure what had caused Al to send his watch and resignation in and it had given him more than one sleepless night over this last month. As far as Mustang could see there were only two reasons for Al to have done this. The first being that he had found a way to be with Ed, wherever that might be. Or the other more disturbing notion; that he had come to the end of his research and had found either proof or confirmation that Ed was indeed gone forever and had given up.
Until he had received that message three days ago Mustang had been living on one slim hope. That Al had written and promised Winry he would visit her. That had been the only thing that had kept Mustang from launching a nationwide search for the young man. Roy knew to what lengths despair could drive someone and although Al was probably the calmest person he had ever met, when it came to his brother Al was capable of doing anything. If Al had indeed found a way to be with Ed then he would return to Winry for a goodbye if nothing else. Mustang was well aware of how Al felt for her. But if Ed truly was dead … Roy was still terribly afraid of how Al would react to that.
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But tomorrow he would be here and Roy Mustang was going to get some answers. His dark eye drifted across his desk to where the watch rested against the lamp stand. He was not going to accept that resignation until he was totally satisfied.
And then there was the small matter of State Laboratory S14. An obscure little lab doing god knew what with phosphates and silicates had sent a request for assistance in the small matter of some missing materials. The thief or thieves had managed to breach some extraordinarily tight security to locate and take a quantity of an unknown substance. A copy of the request had come to him from an Intelligence contact because of a notation that Al had been in the area at the same time and also because the lab was being extremely coy about both the strict security and the composition of the stolen material. And it had appeared on his desk at the same time as Al's resignation. Mustang did not believe in coincidences.
Tomorrow he was going to get a lot of answers. Al was easier in some aspects to deal with compared to his brother. Getting information from Ed had been like playing twenty questions while pulling teeth and just as intelligible. Al believed in honesty and openness in his reports and they were, whether verbal or written, always clear and easily understandable.
He sighed and looked at the pile of folders. Tomorrow Al would walk in with his polite knock and calm manner. So unlike the door 'kick and slam' method of Ed. Mustang chuckled to himself as he began to read another report.
'Something amusing you, Sir?' Hawkeye asked as she placed more folders on his desk.
'I was just thinking how pleasant it is when Al enters the office compared to his brother's technique. I haven't had to replace this door at all.'
'Yes Sir, but at least the banging kept you from falling asleep at your desk.'
Al reached over and dragged down his sister's shirt for the third time. Ed was fast asleep on the bench seat and had done her usual trick of pushing her shirt up to splay her hand across her stomach. Another half an hour and they would be in Central. Al looked out the window again. Three days on the train had started to wear on him.
Ed had been asleep for the last couple of hours and Al wished he could have done the same but the closer they got to Central the uneasier he was feeling. Fortnite free download mac.
'Relax Al. It will be fine,' Ed's sleepy voice murmured. 'We're not due 'til tomorrow, we don't have to front up as soon we get in.'
'Easy for you to say' Al snapped back, his nerves jumping at Ed's recognition of his worried state.
Ed laughed and waved a hand over her changed form. 'Oh yes, so easy, Al.' She smiled at him. 'We both have things to explain. We'll stomp into that bastard's office, shock him out his know-it-all mind and let him clear it up, just like the old days, Al.' Ed smirked.
'You can't do that Sis! He's a Brigadier-General now, he deserves respect for one in his position.' Al protested. 'Besides, nothing shocks the Brigadier-General. He's a very controlled man.' Then he smirked at an evil thought and grinned at Ed. 'Unless you wore a mini skirt.'
Ed spluttered. 'NO WAY.' She moved so quickly she was standing in front of Al before he knew it. 'Alphonse Elric that has got to be the worst, the absolute worst thing I have ever heard you say.' One hand on her hip, the automail one fisted under his nose. 'If I ever hear filth like that coming from your mouth again I will transmute you into a garbage can for a month…' She broke off as Al fell back on his seat and laughed. She hadn't seen Al laugh like that in eight years.
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'Oh god, Ed, your face! It was priceless! Oh Sister I'm sorry but that was the funniest thing I've ever seen.'
It took Ed a slow thirty seconds before the murderous urge to severely maim or kill her brother passed and then another thirty seconds before her sense of humour kicked in and she began to laugh too.
'Could you imagine his face, Al?!' Ed grinned. 'I don't think there'd be words to describe it.'
'You're not seriously considering it Sister?' Al sat up alarmed.
'Of course not Al.' Ed fell back on her seat. 'I'm not that stupid.' But the idea was filed away in the back of her mind for future reference.
An hour and a half later they were walking down the wide boulevard leading to Central Headquarters. Very little seemed changed to Ed and she felt very much at home as she looked around.
They had booked into the hotel and managed to get a shared room with adjoining bathroom. Ed had been all for having a rest and an early dinner but Al wanted to get to Headquarters. He didn't want to wait 'til the next morning. Ed had shrugged her shoulders and given up after five minutes of pointless arguing.
Her gloved hands were in her coat pockets and her pace easy and confident as she walked at Al's side. She didn't notice the looks she was getting but Al did. He smiled inwardly. Ed was always going to attract attention no matter how hard she might try to avoid it. And he had to admit that even to a brother's eyes, his sister was a rather attractive young woman especially with that air of confidence about her.
The large clock at the end of the square chimed four times as they paused at the stairs to Central Headquarters. The large banner above them flowed like green water in the light breeze. So many times they had been here, so many memories. Ed and Al shared a look and then began to climb the steps. 'It's like coming home all over again,' Ed muttered.
They entered the foyer side by side and Al moved towards the desk near the base of the large staircase. The desk sergeant looked up as they entered and saluted. Although he was fairly new to his post, he knew who this was.
'Alphonse Elric for Brigadier-General Mustang,' Al said perfunctorily as he began to walk past. Ed hid a small smirk, Al had picked up some of the bastard's attitude it seemed.
'Ahh I'm sorry Major Elric but the young lady will have to wait here.' The sergeant looked at the Major's golden companion. No-one had told him that the blonde who sometimes accompanied Major Elric was granted automatic access. Even if this blonde was not his usual companion.
'It's ok, Sergeant. There's no danger here, I'm sure the Brigadier-General will not object.' Al looked slightly startled.
'I'm sorry Sir, but orders are orders. No non-military persons are to be allowed past this point.' Al frowned. Only once before had this happened and that had been the first time he had brought Winry here. Before the blood had dried and the scars healed Winry had been invited to enter anytime she cared to visit. This sergeant didn't know how lucky he was that it wasn't Winry smirking at his side.
'Then perhaps you can inform the Brigadier-General of my arrival and tell him to meet me here.' A hint of steel threaded through his voice.
Edward watched Al deal with the sergeant. Al was being determined and he could and would level anyone in his path when he was so inclined. Ed grinned, she was going to enjoy this. After herself, Al had to be the stubbornest person she knew.
'But sir, I can't…'
'Then neither can I Sergeant. Either we are allowed to pass or you will carry my message to the Brigadier-General's office.'
The sergeant looked shocked. And then it got worse.
'Hey Al, while we're waiting for the old bastard how 'bout showing me that statue like you promised.' The blonde tossed her head towards the side door. 'Mess hall's that way still isn't it?'
'Yes, it is.' Alphonse Elric turned to the sergeant with a 'what, still here' expression on his face. 'Tell the Brigadier-General where we are when you deliver the message won't you?'
Ed and Al stood in front of the statue. Cast in bronze that had already begun to go green around the edges was Edward Elric, his legs akimbo and his hands raised palms together in front of his chest with his trademark coat flaring out behind him.
'You have got to be kidding me!' Ed exclaimed as she saw it. 'Dedicated to the memory of Major Edward Elric, The Fullmetal Alchemist. The Youngest State Alchemist. Hero of the People.' Ed read the small plaque and turned on her brother. 'How could you let them do this to me Al?'
Brigadier-General Roy Mustang ignored the sound of a knock at the outer office door. He was still concentrating on his paperwork and another hour should see him clear of the detested stuff and free to enjoy tomorrow.
'Excuse me Captain, but Major Elric sent me.'
The whole office stopped. Mustang froze in his place. Alphonse was here? A day early? And he had sent the desk sergeant up?
'Why would Major Elric do that, Sergeant?' Hawkeye's cool voice spoke clearly.
'Um, he wouldn't leave the young lady in the foyer, Captain.'
'A blonde young lady, Sergeant?' Mustang smirked at Hawkeye's query. It appeared Winry had come with Al. This was going to be interesting.
At the sergeant's verifying nod, Hawkeye continued. 'Did the Major explain that her presence would not be a problem?' Captain Havoc pursed his lips in a silent whistle. Winry had been refused admittance? There was going to be bloodshed.
'Yes Captain, but regulations state…' Even the pedantic Senior Warrant Officer Falman raised his eyebrow at that.
'Those regulations do not apply to Major Elric. Nor to his companion. She is a welcome friend to us all.' Brigadier-General Mustang stood in his office door and frowned at the now exceedingly pale sergeant.
'Perhaps you could inform me of Major Elric and his young companion's whereabouts, Sergeant.' Roy Mustang continued icily. 'I am sure the Major would have included that information in his message.'
Mustang insisted upon the desk sergeant escorting him as, with Hawkeye, Havoc and Falman following, he walked down to the foyer and then to the courtyard in front of the mess hall.
There he could see Alphonse Elric standing in front of the statue of his brother. And beside him was the blonde who had caused all the fuss. The moment Mustang saw the length of the hair in that brilliant golden shade lying on the deep blue coat he knew that Al's companion was not Winry Rockbell. That golden colour was even brighter than he recalled Ed's hair to be. Whoever Al's companion was, she seemed to be totally at ease beside him.
To say Mustang and his colleagues were startled would be an understatement. Like everyone else, they had never thought to see Al with anyone other Winry.
'It's rather tacky.' The blonde was saying in a clear confidant voice as she stood there, arms crossed, her head tilted slightly. 'Ya think if we stole it any one would notice?'
'That is a memorial to possibly the finest State Alchemist Amestris has ever known.' Mustang snapped before he could stop himself. The blonde stiffened and spoke again without turning around, a barely discernable trace of a smile in her light voice.
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'Doesn't change anything. I don't believe he would like this one bit. It's ostentatious and totally unnecessary.'
'Edward Elric was a man for the people. It is a fitting tribute for such a hero.'
The blonde relaxed and laughed in obvious delight. Al snuck a sideways glance at his sister and sighed silently at the unholy glee on Ed's face. This was not going to be pretty.
'Oh get real, bastard. You spent more time insulting him than you did on paperwork. You deliberately sent him to clean up the military's messes and smooth your path for you.'
Mustang's eye went hard and his mouth thinned. Hawkeye's face became cold, her hand reaching for her gun. How dare this stranger talk to the Brigadier General like that, how dare she mock the memory of Edward Elric. Havoc and Falman exchanged glances and stepped closer to take flanking positions behind Mustang.
'The Fullmetal Alchemist was the finest man I ever had the privilege to command.'
'Ahh, memory can be so fickle can it not?' The blonde questioned lightly. Laughter was running through each word. 'Let's be honest here, Mustang. You never liked him and he never liked you.'
A collective gasp came from behind Hawkeye. A small group of soldiers had exited the mess hall and now found themselves caught up watching this pair verbally duel. Master Sergeant Fuery and First Lieutenant Breda were amongst them and slipped closer to stand with their friends, their eyes wide and curious.
'He thought you arrogant and insufferable, you thought him selfish and childish. Uncaring, unfeeling, each using the other for your own goals.' The light teasing voice continued as the wind picked up and the waist length golden tail swung in a slow arc.
'He was the most honest person I ever met. He never gave up, he never turned away from any challenge.' Mustang ground his teeth together. His gloved hand was clenched tight in his pocket. This girl was pushing every single button he had. And Al was letting her. He stayed silent beside her, and neither of them had turned around.
'Colonel Useless. Colonel Bastard. Colonel Shithead. It was a litany. Edward Elric's litany.' Another laugh echoed into the silence now filling the courtyard. 'Do you think he respected you at all, Mustang?'
The words flowed around him. Brigadier-General Roy Mustang was finding it hard to think. He was no longer aware of where he was. They could have been the only two in the whole world for all he knew. The golden blonde before him was tearing his control apart with her light voice. She was breaking him with every single word she spoke. Her voice was smiling and easy, like a siren's song, holding no malice, no awareness of his pain, nothing.
'Did you respect him, Mustang?' His eye burned.
'Or was he merely a foolish child?' His hands shook.
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'Do you think his attempts to redeem himself… and his brother … worthy of the sacrifices he made for you?' He stopped breathing.
'Do you think he would forgive you for what you made him do?' His heart nearly stopped.
'Did you use him enough to redeem yourself from your own worst mistakes?'
Even Hawkeye took a step back at those words. Mustang stood frozen, the last remnants of his strict self-control scattered by the careless pleasure in the silken voice of the blonde.
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Mustang took a deep breath and slowly pulled his gloved hand from his pocket. This had to stop. This was going to stop. He was going to stop it. He could not listen to another poisoned word in those casual tones. He began to raise his arm, fingers poised.
'Do you know what Edward Elric would do if he could see this statue?' The tone was reflective and relaxed. There was no recognition of the fiery rage burning in the man behind her.
'No.' Al spoke for the first time. And he was not answering the question.
'Yes.' Only Al saw her gloved hands press together as the blonde stepped forward. 'This is what he would do.'
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The watching soldiers heard no clap but they all saw two gloved hands touch the statue. With a sharp blue flash and a rumble it shuddered and slipped into the ground.
The blonde turned around and Brigadier-General Roy Mustang found himself looking into golden eyes. The world closed in on him. Golden eyes that should only have ever belonged to Edward Elric and not some insensitive insulting stranger, were laughing at him. Mustang was aware of nothing but those eyes and then the teasing smiling voice spoke again.
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'I'm sure Al can resurrect me… if you really want it back.'
Mustang snapped.
Author's Note: Thank you once again to all who are reading this. I am enjoying writing this although each chapter seems to be getting longer. And I know, so bad for stopping it there.
And as always to my reviewers, thank you so very much. animecrazd (yes, sizes do vary a lot and not just from country to country, but from shop to shop. a size 14 girls here would be equivalent to a womens 12 here and even a 10 in some stores, so it's hard.lol, yes, I was small during mine too, I think I got to a size 14 for the last trimester, I think being short is really helpful at times.lol),Bar-Ohki (lol…glad to see you still enjoying and hope there are more fun moments for you…lol),catwwomen47 (Ed's very good at shocking people and there is more to come.lol), CrystalShifter (thank you very much, I am trying to keep it believable as much as I can), ehxhfdl14 (science nerds have their place too and it was interesting to read your points, thank you) Glue Project(and Roy appears.lol), Keeper of the Times (thank you, I'm glad you're enjoying), MaryLover (they have arrived.lol), merichuel(thank you for the kind words and am still on track for weekly updates), ProzacFairy (I hope Roy's initial reaction was all you hoped for…lol…and he does a lot more reacting in the next chapter…lol)
silken :)