Uncle Scar- Arguments
Title: Arguments (Third part for Uncle Scar)
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: G/Pg at most
Spoilers: We will spoil everything we can get our hands on for both Manga and Anime. You’ve been warned.
Notes: Unbetaed and really short, like two pages short. Sorry for the long wait and the awfulness of this piece. (it is not aweful, but I won't change her notes for her)
First Part found: Here
Second Part found: Here
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There had been a lot of blood.
He didn’t know how so much blood could pour out of the area that had once been his brother’s leg without killing him. For a bit, none of them thought he was alive at all considering how he had been so still. He didn’t look like he was asleep. He never moved or even twitched as he lay there on the bed at Granny Pinako’s, and he was never that pale when he slept. That was why they were all relieved when he finally opened his eyes and looked around with slight confusion on his face while Granny had been replacing the bandages around his left knee where the rest of his leg should have been.
He had thought for a while that his brother would have to go around using a crutch to get from place to place. He knew that his brother wouldn’t like being that helpless so he wasn’t surprised when his brother told him he wanted Granny Pinako to give him automail. He had agreed to the idea right away because he didn’t like seeing his brother trying to hop around on one foot and act normal.
The man in the Military uniform, a Lieutenant Colonel Mustang if he remembered correctly, had looked shocked when he had shown the box that had held enough money for the operation out to him, and the man who said he was Edward’s uncle, while brother told both adults that he was going to get automail. Mustang didn’t look that happy, and didn’t want to agree, but the man who said he was brother’s uncle had, pointing out that it was their choice, not his.
He watched as both went in to talk to his brother together, and then again separately as he helped Winry and Granny Pinako get everything ready for brother’s operation. He didn’t know what had been said during those times. He just saw his brother become even more determined, and whatever had caused the two adults to be so tense around each other was not as noticeable.
He wasn’t allowed to be there during the operation. He could only sit nervously between the two adults and listen to the process happening down the hall, trying not to flinch with a few of the crashes that were heard.
The larger man, he was told he was an Ishbalite, was something that they didn’t see in Rizenbool very often. That was enough of a distraction to keep him from running to his brother the moment the operation was over.
At first it seemed that the reason the two adults were there wouldn’t be answered until Ed was able to answer and listen without the medicine he was on for the pain. That is it wouldn’t have been known if he hadn’t walked into the middle of an argument the two were having. Part of him wanted to turn back and leave, but that would have brought their eyes on him. Part of him was also curious, for neither had said much to anyone let alone him on their reasons for being here.
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He didn’t know how long he had been kneeling behind the room’s door, listening and wondering about some of the confusing parts that they were talking about. There were times he had to stop himself from being found out when the urge to jump up and ask them why they knew so much about his family; even things he and brother did not know. Or things they only knew in hazy terms.
It felt like the slow but steady argument would go on forever if not for the small but sharp voice that came from the other side of his hiding place. It didn’t take the somewhat surprised looks on the two older mens’ faces to know who it was. He knew his brother’s voice even when it was laced with sleep and fuzzy pain.
At first he thought the argument would start again only with his brother along, but after awhile it seemed that whatever was going to happen was decided on.
He waited until both Pinako ushered his brother out of the room and the two men also left to prepare for what lay ahead before he allowed himself to leave his hiding spot. He didn’t go far only outside, where had been planning to go in the first place, and stretch out the cramps he had gained from kneeling for so long.
He wondered what it would be like in Central, and if anything would be normal after this.
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: G/Pg at most
Spoilers: We will spoil everything we can get our hands on for both Manga and Anime. You’ve been warned.
Notes: Unbetaed and really short, like two pages short. Sorry for the long wait and the awfulness of this piece. (it is not aweful, but I won't change her notes for her)
First Part found: Here
Second Part found: Here
_________________________________________________________________________
There had been a lot of blood.
He didn’t know how so much blood could pour out of the area that had once been his brother’s leg without killing him. For a bit, none of them thought he was alive at all considering how he had been so still. He didn’t look like he was asleep. He never moved or even twitched as he lay there on the bed at Granny Pinako’s, and he was never that pale when he slept. That was why they were all relieved when he finally opened his eyes and looked around with slight confusion on his face while Granny had been replacing the bandages around his left knee where the rest of his leg should have been.
He had thought for a while that his brother would have to go around using a crutch to get from place to place. He knew that his brother wouldn’t like being that helpless so he wasn’t surprised when his brother told him he wanted Granny Pinako to give him automail. He had agreed to the idea right away because he didn’t like seeing his brother trying to hop around on one foot and act normal.
The man in the Military uniform, a Lieutenant Colonel Mustang if he remembered correctly, had looked shocked when he had shown the box that had held enough money for the operation out to him, and the man who said he was Edward’s uncle, while brother told both adults that he was going to get automail. Mustang didn’t look that happy, and didn’t want to agree, but the man who said he was brother’s uncle had, pointing out that it was their choice, not his.
He watched as both went in to talk to his brother together, and then again separately as he helped Winry and Granny Pinako get everything ready for brother’s operation. He didn’t know what had been said during those times. He just saw his brother become even more determined, and whatever had caused the two adults to be so tense around each other was not as noticeable.
He wasn’t allowed to be there during the operation. He could only sit nervously between the two adults and listen to the process happening down the hall, trying not to flinch with a few of the crashes that were heard.
The larger man, he was told he was an Ishbalite, was something that they didn’t see in Rizenbool very often. That was enough of a distraction to keep him from running to his brother the moment the operation was over.
At first it seemed that the reason the two adults were there wouldn’t be answered until Ed was able to answer and listen without the medicine he was on for the pain. That is it wouldn’t have been known if he hadn’t walked into the middle of an argument the two were having. Part of him wanted to turn back and leave, but that would have brought their eyes on him. Part of him was also curious, for neither had said much to anyone let alone him on their reasons for being here.
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He didn’t know how long he had been kneeling behind the room’s door, listening and wondering about some of the confusing parts that they were talking about. There were times he had to stop himself from being found out when the urge to jump up and ask them why they knew so much about his family; even things he and brother did not know. Or things they only knew in hazy terms.
It felt like the slow but steady argument would go on forever if not for the small but sharp voice that came from the other side of his hiding place. It didn’t take the somewhat surprised looks on the two older mens’ faces to know who it was. He knew his brother’s voice even when it was laced with sleep and fuzzy pain.
At first he thought the argument would start again only with his brother along, but after awhile it seemed that whatever was going to happen was decided on.
He waited until both Pinako ushered his brother out of the room and the two men also left to prepare for what lay ahead before he allowed himself to leave his hiding spot. He didn’t go far only outside, where had been planning to go in the first place, and stretch out the cramps he had gained from kneeling for so long.
He wondered what it would be like in Central, and if anything would be normal after this.