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Title: Brother...
Type: One-Shot
Rating: PG
Category: Angst/Fluff
Warning: None
Characters: Alphonse
Pairing(s): None
Summary: Alphonse mourns over the death of his brother.
This wasn't the way it was supposed to turn out. This was NOT how it was supposed to be!
Edward Elric. May he rest in peace. Those were the words carved into the dull gray gravestone that was surrounded by people in black, each of them dropping tears down their faces, looking at the stone in melancholy. I was one of those peoples, except I was not standing like the rest. I had fallen down and was sobbing uncontrollably at my brother's grave.
He had promised.
He had told me that he would never leave me. Never. But he was gone now, and there was nothing I could do. Dying is a part of life, and I know that. That wasn't why I was so sad, though. The reason was completely different.
It was because he had sacraficed himself for me.
We were going to restore our bodies together, find a way to create a Philospher's stone without sacraficing humans.
He had promised.
Gazing at that grave, I remembered what Edward had said before he had sacraficed himself, creating a perfect transmutation and bringing my body back; "I love you. Don't forget that, Alphonse. Live happily, and don't forget me, okay?" I did not understand at the time; I thought he was just saying sweet words to me, trying to acknowledge that our brotherly bond should never be broken. Now I saw what he meant as I stared at those engraved words, those letters that would remind me of him every day.
I dropped the bundle of flowers I held in my hand and wiped the tears from my eyes. Roses; his favorite, although he would never admit it, even when we were young. He thought they were girly, and every time I asked him, he gave me a short speech about why he doesn't, and why I shouldn't. But I know he loves them.
Loved them. Past tense. Ed's not here anymore; I already almost forgot. My fingers trailed the letters once more before I raised myself to me feet and headed away from the graveyard, not sure where I would go, what I would do.
"I love you, brother."