Fanfic: Acceptance
Gee I feel stupid.... I just went through the whole process of posating and then did it on my own journal instead of here.... *Grumbles* Anyway, as it says in the subject I come with a short story about Benjie-papa. Scary I know, but please read it if you have the time and let me know if I did this right. ^-^
Title: Acceptance
Author: Lechan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don’t own FMA, nor do I own any of the Characters from Skeletons, so, you can’t sue me. ^-^
"I should have seen this coming, I guess. I mean, I spent so long running, hiding, pushing away from this sort of thing that I forgot to look out for it." Benjamin Elric paused in his tirade to down a little more of his amber colored liquid. "Or perhaps I always knew, just refused to acknowledge it."
A rueful smirk lifted the corners of the weary man's mouth, his eyes glittering with alcohol induced tears, as he continued to down the liquor in the quiet night. "It's almost laughable, now I'll probably never be a grandfather, and how you, the homosexual did..."
A soft grunting laugh broke the sentence. "You know, all of them are like you. Well, not incestuous but, Edward and Alex are gay--not much I can do there...and Rosalie? Well, she's both... I may still have hope there." Another bitter laugh and tilt of the glass. "But I doubt it. She'd do anything to goad me... even deny me my grandkids." Benjamin thought even as he knew otherwise. Rosalie wouldn't spitefully hurt him and he knew it, that didn't mean he wasn't going to vent about it.
"I was hoping to read your words one last time. I'm not entirely sure why myself. Alex asked me, and..." glazed eyes closed in pain. "Maybe I was looking for a reason to forgive him. I understand that mom's pain was brought to herself, but still, I wanted to clarify it. I had too because if I didn't, I could never forgive Edward..." the hand tightened around the glass as Benjamin's hunched shoulders began to quake subtly. "My beautiful boy..." A bitter laugh, "He's more like you than I ever thought. Passionate and brave. Stupid and stubborn, but... brave. He... he'll be a good man. Like you I imagine. Hopefully not just like you. The last thing I need is both boys discovering a deep sexual love for each other..."
The chill night breeze rustled the leaves of the surrounding trees causing an eerie sonnet before it was interrupted with the deep bark of laughter.
Benjamin, bent at the waist, laughed uncharacteristically in the darkness, his already moist eyes shedding tears--of mirth or desperation even he did not know. "Oh... that's a good one, huh? Those two, in love? I can still recall the blood bath they call a childhood." A melancholy smile made its way up the dark blonde’s face as he reclined back into a seated position. An imitation of the pose his 'father' was want to take when he was alive. "You remember the time you called up with a corporal punishment for Edward? I'm sure you do. You never did like it when Edward told Alex to 'go to the gate.'" Benjamin chuckled, knocking back another glass of amber. "I was trying to calm Teri for almost an hour after you told us your plan. She still almost blew our cover when Edward called us in hysterics. Still, I believe you. I knew you had the right of it." His face grew somber as he swished his liquid around in his cup.
"Alex... you always seemed to favor him. Yet, he always made you so sad. I kinda figured that Alex looked like him. Didn't take much to figure it out. Maybe that's why I put so much faith in him. I wanted... what I wanted was to save him... save--" Benjamin choked, still unable to say the name of his biological father, even when slightly drunk.
"Well, it doesn't matter anyway. Both my boys are lost, my daughter will most likely choose another woman just to spite me, and I couldn't stop one damn thing." Another bitter laugh and tip of the glass. "Guess its time I gave it huh? They'll take their own happiness by force if they have too. Ha! I did one good thing by them, didn't I? They certainly know how to tell me to piss-off."
The smile wasn't happy, nor was it cruel, but resigned. and slightly pained. "I just... don't know what to do... how to accept their choices. Rosalie was easier because she was still salvageable. She liked both girls and boys."
A weighted sigh.
"I handled this all very poorly, haven't I? If I'd never looked into that book... If I'd never read...." Another sip. "Nonsense. It doesn't matter at all."
A genuine smile touched the weathered and stress tightened features of the tired man on the asphalt ledge. He let out a sigh and stood, pouring the last of his brandy over the head stone before him, childishly delighted by the shimmer of the moon and street light on the liquid.
"I'll never be able to accept it, but, I'll try Edward, after all, you gave up your happiness for my life. I can at least try to... 'open my mind.' " Benjamin inwardly laughed at hearing his daughter's words come from his mouth. ~She'd probably go comatose if she hear me.~ The thought greatly lightened his mood and he smiled, patting the head stone in parting, a whispered goodbye on the air as Benjamin Elric turned back, returning home to the arms of his wife to let her sooth the last of his pain and worries.
Time, all he need was time.
The moon shone from between the foliage, dappling the name of the damp headstone with dancing shadows;
Edward Elric
1905-2005
Loving Father, Brother, and Friend. His life will live on in the hearts of those who believe.
"Oyasumi, Papa."
~Owari~
A.N. Well there you have it, my Benjie-papa fic, cause he isn’t so bad really. He just needs so love, and a baseball bat to the head every once in a while. ^-^
okay, I hope this works, I'm still knew to this so, let me know if I did anything wrong. Lechan15@netscape.net
Title: Acceptance
Author: Lechan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don’t own FMA, nor do I own any of the Characters from Skeletons, so, you can’t sue me. ^-^
"I should have seen this coming, I guess. I mean, I spent so long running, hiding, pushing away from this sort of thing that I forgot to look out for it." Benjamin Elric paused in his tirade to down a little more of his amber colored liquid. "Or perhaps I always knew, just refused to acknowledge it."
A rueful smirk lifted the corners of the weary man's mouth, his eyes glittering with alcohol induced tears, as he continued to down the liquor in the quiet night. "It's almost laughable, now I'll probably never be a grandfather, and how you, the homosexual did..."
A soft grunting laugh broke the sentence. "You know, all of them are like you. Well, not incestuous but, Edward and Alex are gay--not much I can do there...and Rosalie? Well, she's both... I may still have hope there." Another bitter laugh and tilt of the glass. "But I doubt it. She'd do anything to goad me... even deny me my grandkids." Benjamin thought even as he knew otherwise. Rosalie wouldn't spitefully hurt him and he knew it, that didn't mean he wasn't going to vent about it.
"I was hoping to read your words one last time. I'm not entirely sure why myself. Alex asked me, and..." glazed eyes closed in pain. "Maybe I was looking for a reason to forgive him. I understand that mom's pain was brought to herself, but still, I wanted to clarify it. I had too because if I didn't, I could never forgive Edward..." the hand tightened around the glass as Benjamin's hunched shoulders began to quake subtly. "My beautiful boy..." A bitter laugh, "He's more like you than I ever thought. Passionate and brave. Stupid and stubborn, but... brave. He... he'll be a good man. Like you I imagine. Hopefully not just like you. The last thing I need is both boys discovering a deep sexual love for each other..."
The chill night breeze rustled the leaves of the surrounding trees causing an eerie sonnet before it was interrupted with the deep bark of laughter.
Benjamin, bent at the waist, laughed uncharacteristically in the darkness, his already moist eyes shedding tears--of mirth or desperation even he did not know. "Oh... that's a good one, huh? Those two, in love? I can still recall the blood bath they call a childhood." A melancholy smile made its way up the dark blonde’s face as he reclined back into a seated position. An imitation of the pose his 'father' was want to take when he was alive. "You remember the time you called up with a corporal punishment for Edward? I'm sure you do. You never did like it when Edward told Alex to 'go to the gate.'" Benjamin chuckled, knocking back another glass of amber. "I was trying to calm Teri for almost an hour after you told us your plan. She still almost blew our cover when Edward called us in hysterics. Still, I believe you. I knew you had the right of it." His face grew somber as he swished his liquid around in his cup.
"Alex... you always seemed to favor him. Yet, he always made you so sad. I kinda figured that Alex looked like him. Didn't take much to figure it out. Maybe that's why I put so much faith in him. I wanted... what I wanted was to save him... save--" Benjamin choked, still unable to say the name of his biological father, even when slightly drunk.
"Well, it doesn't matter anyway. Both my boys are lost, my daughter will most likely choose another woman just to spite me, and I couldn't stop one damn thing." Another bitter laugh and tip of the glass. "Guess its time I gave it huh? They'll take their own happiness by force if they have too. Ha! I did one good thing by them, didn't I? They certainly know how to tell me to piss-off."
The smile wasn't happy, nor was it cruel, but resigned. and slightly pained. "I just... don't know what to do... how to accept their choices. Rosalie was easier because she was still salvageable. She liked both girls and boys."
A weighted sigh.
"I handled this all very poorly, haven't I? If I'd never looked into that book... If I'd never read...." Another sip. "Nonsense. It doesn't matter at all."
A genuine smile touched the weathered and stress tightened features of the tired man on the asphalt ledge. He let out a sigh and stood, pouring the last of his brandy over the head stone before him, childishly delighted by the shimmer of the moon and street light on the liquid.
"I'll never be able to accept it, but, I'll try Edward, after all, you gave up your happiness for my life. I can at least try to... 'open my mind.' " Benjamin inwardly laughed at hearing his daughter's words come from his mouth. ~She'd probably go comatose if she hear me.~ The thought greatly lightened his mood and he smiled, patting the head stone in parting, a whispered goodbye on the air as Benjamin Elric turned back, returning home to the arms of his wife to let her sooth the last of his pain and worries.
Time, all he need was time.
The moon shone from between the foliage, dappling the name of the damp headstone with dancing shadows;
Edward Elric
1905-2005
Loving Father, Brother, and Friend. His life will live on in the hearts of those who believe.
"Oyasumi, Papa."
~Owari~
A.N. Well there you have it, my Benjie-papa fic, cause he isn’t so bad really. He just needs so love, and a baseball bat to the head every once in a while. ^-^
okay, I hope this works, I'm still knew to this so, let me know if I did anything wrong. Lechan15@netscape.net