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Les Larmes Pourpres du Péché	By : Mayzen Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4530 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, none of the characters (cept for the ones I make up and just conveniently place them in here), places nada. I also make no $ what so ever from writing this, it's just for my own fun and amusement.

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“He’s gone! What’ve I done?!” The eldest cried out to a somewhat empty room as he huddled on all fours; bleeding all over the said floor from the stump of his left leg. Suddenly he fell onto his side tears in his eyes. “Somebody help me. Somebody! Mom pleas-” He cut himself short once he saw his ‘mom’… it wasn’t his mother and he was wide eyed, terrified and horrified as it breathed and its arm -red staring into his amber- stretched out towards him. It wasn’t long before it spat blood and fell limp onto the floor. A huge puddle of blood materialize underneath the now corpse. “No… thi-this is wrong… This isn’t what we wanted! Al, Alphonse.” One of his bloody hands clutched into a fist. “Alphonse! Alphonse! No!” His head swiveled around wildly trying to think, eyeing the armor in the corner.

“Shto iisun vos vahfeng daho ofah daho ahriivii voso jenaheroto modor, Chib Cumehuwahn?” An unknown and ambiguous voice echoed. Wild gilded eyes looked for the source of the strange tongued voice. He couldn’t answer because he didn’t know what it asked. The being behind the voice recognized this. “What are you willing to do to get your little brother back?”

“Anything! Just give him back dammit! He’s all I have left!” The young blonde felt what seemed like ice cold fingers grasp his chin; he still couldn’t see who or what was doing it though.

“Vose uh lorc chib iiho iisunt vos?” The grip on his chin disappeared. “Very well chib cumehuwahn. You better get yourself something to bite on because this won’t exactly be gentle.” As the young boy clapped his hands and made a bit out of the wood flooring; an inky-gray misty figure appeared. It reminded him of the being he had just met at the gate… but instantly knew they weren’t the same being. The other only had a mouth with its body and was white… this one had eyes and something told him they were looking… kindly at him. It’s body was as ambiguous as it’s voice; while the other had the body of a man… this one was just free-formed. To him it looked like an oblong ball -kind of like a genie- of mist with a head and arms; barely a hint of a chest. Once the bit was in the boy’s mouth, pain washed over his whole being; it felt as if his leg was on fire. The misty being was cauterizing his stump so he didn’t bleed to death. His teeth dug into the wood, not letting a sound of the agony he was in out. It started to hum softly attempting to sooth the boy. The lad was soothed a little… since it seemed distantly familiar. Pain radiated over his abdomen as something was scorched into his skin. Tears dribbled down his cheeks but still no sound -except for the occasional grunt- came out. He didn’t really feel it as his arm vanished only felt the blood sluggishly pour out… which soon turned into hot searing pain and the smell of burning flesh. Young teeth once again dug into the wood. He understood why… this… being wanted something in his mouth. If he hadn’t he would have most likely bitten off his tongue by now. Tear filled ambers saw that his right arm was now gone. “Almost done.” It muttered as it paused in thought. The golden lad panted heavily while he waited. Out of his peripheral vision saw a light blue glow throb faintly in and out from below.

The sound of rain hitting the roof -as well as thunder- rang in his hears; as he felt his blood start to run from his forehead. It was then he heard the beings voice, singing… what he thought might be a lullaby. Lids covered amber as he listened; committing the syllables of every word to memory. It was softy and comforting even as he felt blood come over his eyelids and down his cheeks like tears. He wasn’t going to deny that what it was doing to his forehead wasn’t painful, since his teeth had again dug into the wood in his mouth. He just could somewhat ignore it because of the familiar -once he thought about it- sounding voice in his ears. He opened his eyes once he felt those cold hands cup his cheeks. He could see the torment in those hollowed eyes and immediately knew that it didn’t enjoy any of the pain it had just caused. “Sleep. Your brother will be with you when you wake chib cumehuwahn.” The smaller body was settled on the floor so he could rest and as amber eyes closed mist surrounded the creature that he and his brother had created with the voice once more in his ears. “Don’t feel guilty thinking that you caused your mother more pain… this wasn’t your mother. The dead don’tusually ever come back chib iiho. Only feel guilt for what you’ve done to endanger your brother and yourself, although you both are guilty of committing that sin Edward.” A brief pause, and a gentle hand in his hair. “Not to mention making your mother worry. Mahno vos deb torca vose cahrminro slezahs no peco.”

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“Brother?” Ed heard and that’s what made his golden lashes flutter open. Aureate orbs looked into bronze gold ones.

“Al.” The elder croaked happily. It kept it’s word about Al being here when I wake. What made Ed curious was the very faint sheen of color that was around his little brother… who was staring at him curiously. “What?”

“You have strange markings on your face, brother.” The bed bound boy frowned slightly, knowing that the being had done something to his forehead.

“Get me a mirror would you?” A nod and the younger blonde hurried out of the room. Ed managing to scoot his butt back so he could sit up. His left -making a mental note that he’ll have to teach himself to write with his off- hand pulling up his shirt to see what it branded; -and already healed as well as his forehead; so no pain- into his skin. He saw it and it was centered over his belly button. Why the hell did it put an alchemy circle there? Surprisingly it was a simple looking array.Soon the ten year old came back in with a hand mirror and put into Ed’s only hand. He lifted the item to look into it and was stunned. An -vertical- eye and two dots under it graced his forehead near his eyebrows. Streaks of crimson went down his cheeks like a trail of tears. Ed surmised that the alchemical energy the being had produced were great enough to embed the blood into his skin. The elder blonde could only sigh about the strange look it gave him. I look…. Hell I look weird, and this eye on my forehead… it reminds me too much of the eye in the gate. His aureate eyes could also pick up a faint sheen of color about him… but he couldn’t see the color clearly. “Did you see it Al when you woke up?” The younger brother blinked.

“See what brother? When I came too all that was there was you laying there unconscious along with your blood and some red puddle. That’s when I ran over here to get Granny.” Edward could only stare at his brother who was a bit too innocent to know it that all of it was blood not just his own. It cleaned up… and Al didn’t see that… thing we created. That being is merciful… and I’m glad we didn’t hurt mom.

“It’s nothing Al.” Not anymore anyway.

“Did we fail brother?” Ed nodded. Most spectacularly I would say. “Are we going to t-”

“NO. We aren’t going to try again Al… I was taught a lesson then… the dead don’t ever come back. I’m just glad I got you back…. Do you remember everything about the gate?” Al nodded that he did and changed the subject.

“Granny and Winry were talking about giving you prosthetics using a design they found hidden that were done by Uncle Urey. Apparently its pretty state of the art, even though being a few years old… well if you consent to it.” Ed looked a bit disbelieving at his younger brother.

“Are you kidding? I don’t want to be bound to a wheelchair for the rest of my life. Of course I’m getting the surgery for automail prosthetics.” Alphonse grinned.

“I thought you would big brother.” Ed returned the grin.

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Ed lay on the grass right in front of the Rockbell house, reading a book while on his stomach. He was getting and tried of being in that wheelchair day in and day out; since for the past few days he had been getting measurements done for his automail limbs. He flipped through the pages, quietly humming to himself while reading. He was so engrossed in his book he didn’t hear the crunch of grass under feet. “You have a good voice… and my what a thick book you have there.” He turned his head sharply and aureate looked into onyx. He was a tad mesmerized by her long raven hair, that was braided and over her shoulder. Ed had a feeling that she had some Asian blood in her background.

“Thanks um….” Those soft looking lips curved into a gentle and sweet smile.

“Roselle Chevalier.” She sat down next to his only hand and shook it.

“Edward Elric.” By now the blonde had gotten better at seeing… auras for the lack of a better term. His eyes saw that hers flickered like fire. It was a mixture of reds -including a light pink-, purples, blues, orange and what seemed to Ed a nurturing green. Normally Ed was very wary of people he didn’t know, but with the vibe he felt from her aura was very kind. So he felt a little at ease with this elder woman.

“What are you reading Edward?”

“Mythology.” He had gotten interested since his encounter with the gate. Her eyes widen a little, but smiled. They started a discussion on the subject then it switched into varying subjects; such as math, history, alchemy -even though Ed winced a little- and he was enthralled to talk to someone who knew almost as much as him and Al.

“Brother?” Alphonse interrupted; neither of them minded the younger suspending their talk.

“Yes Al?”

“Granny and Winry are ready to make sure everything is the right size.” Before anything else could be said the brunette picked him up. Surprised Ed made a sound -which he would never admit was a squeal- and wriggled a little. Al bit his lip so he wouldn’t laugh.

“Oh right.” Ed said once he had calmed. “Roselle this is my brother, Alphonse.” She smiled.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. Shall I get him inside?” The younger Elric blinked in surprise… but grinned and nodded being a bit more trusting than his elder brother. The elder Elric sighed as he let the woman carry him into the house… it was then it hit him. She hadn’t even asked about the ‘scars’ on his forehead and face. That thought put him at ease a tad; he got the feeling that she wouldn’t ask unless he brought it up first.

While Pinako and her granddaughter were busy with Ed, Al was with their guest, who was currently looking at photos. “Are they your family?” He shook his head.

“No. Granny took us in when our mom died… of course we came back recently… from training with teacher.” Roselle sat down next to the blonde.

“What about your father?”

“We don’t know what happened to him, he up and left here years ago… I remember him a little bit but brother remembers more than I do.” Her hand soon rested on his head, twiddling with the short strands. “If I may ask… why are you here in Resembool?” She laughed.

“I had a feeling that there was something special here… and it also reminds me of where I grew up. A small town hours away from the big city.”

“Special?” The brunette couldn’t help but grin at the cute tilt of his head.

“Yes, and I found it too.” Al only smiled and started to ask her a lot of questions about herself. Like where she currently lived, how old she was, did she have any kids or siblings, what she did for a living, etc. She chuckled and answered all she could. She lived in a city near the ocean, she was twenty-two, she didn’t have any kids but she had a brother, she was a pianist, some of the other questions Al had asked she had to think about it for a moment.

“Thank you fro brining him into the house. I’m really the only one that can push him around in the wheelchair.” Roselle smiled.

“It’s no problem, I was glad to help. But there is something that I’d like to discuss with you since you are technically their guardian.” By this time Alphonse had left the room to be with Winry and his brother.

“Yes?” The younger woman crossed her legs and settled her joined hands on the raised leg.

“In the short time I’ve known Edward and Alphonse… I can already see the burning intelligence and I want to give them the option in going to one of the best schools around. I’d be proud to be their sponsor and pay the school fees, if they decide to go to this school. I might not have been a student there but I know people who have mostly younger children who I give lessons to. So if they want and you allow I’d like to take them with me after his automail surgery.” Pinako felt she could trust this one, better than the military. The old woman puffed her pipe as she thought.

“I’ll discuss it with them, but what about Ed’s rehabilitation?”

“That’s all I ask… don’t worry I’ll take care of that as well, but I’m sure Edward will be up and about in no time.” Pinako chuckled.

“You certainly know him well, even though you just met.” Roselle’s lips quirked into a fond smile.

“He reminds me of my own sibling who also has that type of determination. Also would it… alright if I come back to see them?”

“Of course, I’ll talk to them tonight about your offer.”

“Thank you Mrs. Rockbell.”

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In the days before Ed’s surgery the three had gotten very close. Roselle had taken the two under her wing as if the Elric brothers were her little brothers. When Pinako told the two about the woman offer, two pairs of gold looked at each other and considered it. They then questioned -when she came around the next day- her about the school she wanted to enroll them into. She told them all she had been told by her student’s parents. The boys were very interested; they enjoyed knowledge… any kind of knowledge even if it wasn’t alchemy. So they quickly agreed to go to school under her support and supervision. Under Ed’s request Roselle started showing the young boy how to apply make-up on his face to cover up the markings. For the first few times the brunette had done it for him. Shocking Winry at first when she didn’t see the red nor the eye on his forehead. The cover up seamlessly blended with Ed’s skin tone, so he looked as he did before they tried to bring their mom back; Ed only laughed. Roselle chortled as did Alphonse.

On the day of Ed’s surgery, Roselle waited with Alphonse. Neither of them heard a peep out of the room the elder Elric was in. The young man while getting his nerves attached to wire nearly bit his lip. The pain was excruciating it was worse than the pain of a circle being branded into his skin. But the blonde only let out a few groans; he didn’t let out any shouts or screams because he knew that Al would feel guilt over Ed being in pain. Since he was the main reason Ed lost his whole arm; that he paid so much to get him back. Al shouldn’t feel guilt over what I did to get him back safe, sound and whole. He was going over that -as Ed called it then and still- lullaby. He went over every syllable he memorized that night, it calmed him a bit as he watched Winry and Pinako work, twitching and grunting with every sharp twinge he felt. It was hours before they were finally done, he laid there sweating and panting; his eyes nearly crossed from the pain. Soon Al and Roselle strolled in cautiously and also worried about him. He weakly and tiredly grinned at them. “Don’t worry… I’m alright.” Roselle stroked his hair.

“We’ll be going as soon as you’re able. It might be a few days but we’ll stay here until you’re ready, so for now rest.” A weak nod as his lids covered his amber orbs.

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Three days later Roselle was carrying Ed -much to his chagrin- onto the train. She settled him into a seat -automail attached- and Al sat next to him. The brunette placing the bags in the over head compartment as the younger blonde opened the window. As they talked through the opening Roselle promised to call them as soon as they got to her home. Ed and Al waved as the train left the station; they continued to do so until the two women were out of sight. The brunette sat between the brothers and put her arms around them both; holding them close. The two boys after about an hour or so fell asleep against her sides. She promised herself to protect them from anyone that would try to use them… even her own brother if -a BIG if- it came to that.

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Note:

"Shto iisun vos vahfeng daho ofah daho ahriivii voso jenaheroto modor, Chib Cumehuwahn" should be pronouced like this.

Sh-toh ee-soon vohs v-ah-feh-ng dah-oh oh-fah dah-oh ah-ree-vee voh-soh jeh-nah-er-ohtoh moh-dohr, Ch-ib* Coo-meh-hoo-wah-n

*In Chib the I should sound like (I)n. One more note the C alone is a K sound if it's CH pronouce it like (Ch)rain.

"Vose uh lorc chib iiho iisunt vos" This one is Voh-seh uh loh-rc ch-ib ee-hoh ee-soo-nt vohs.

"Mahno vos deb torca vose cahrminro slezahs no peco." and this one is Mah-noh vohs dehb tohr-ca voh-seh cahr-min-roh sleh-zahs noh peh-coh.
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