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Part 2
It’s All Wrong
By Kumiko
Summary: When Ed returns to Central after being gone for a few years, he found his only love married with a child. They made a promise before he left, he broke it. How will Ed cope with this change of events? *YAOI* *LEMON* *suicide attempt* possible deathfic. Ed/Roy Roy/Aria. Characters may be OOC. In my story, Al has his body back!
Forgot the mention it but in this story. Ed= 18 Al= 17 Roy= like 32 I think
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, one can wish though. Aria is a made up character just for this story DON’T TAKE HER AWAY!
Chapter 2
“Then perhaps this is just his punishment then,” Al replied, standing with Winry in his arms. “I’ll be taking her back now. You watch over Ed and call us when you’ve heard how he is doing.”
Mustang stared after Al. What did he mean by ‘his punishment’? Was that about Ed or himself?
After what seemed like hours, the nurses finally left the room but they didn’t seem too happy. All of the nurses left the room, except one, to file away their reports and the condition on the patient. She stood in the doorway and watched Mustang for a moment before clearing her throat to get his attention.
Mustang jumped at the noise, not realizing that he had dozed off.
“Are you Roy Mustang?” She asked, moving to sit beside him. At his nod in response she continued, “I am afraid to report that the young alchemist is not in the best of conditions. It appears that he was able to transfigure something inside him to harm himself and only he can stop whatever it is. There isn’t anything that we can do to help him but hope that whatever made him do this will either go away or get better.”
Mustang sighed at the news. How was he going to tell Al that his brother’s condition isn’t curable by any of the doctors.
“Thank you,” he replied as he stood. “May I go talk to him?”
She nodded. “Yes but he may not be awake.”
He thanked her again before entering the room where Ed lay. Now Ed had more things sticking out of his arm and another strap holding down his automail. Taking a deep breath, Mustang took a sit beside the bed and stared at Ed for a short while.
“What do you want?” A faint voice asked from the bed.
They even had an item covering his mouth to help him breath. “They told me what you did to yourself, Ed.”
Ed turned away. “Don’t call me that anymore, I’m Fullmetal to you now.”
“No, like I told your brother I truly love you,” Mustang said, “you will always be Ed to me and I am very sorry about breaking that promise.”
“That promise isn’t important anymore, you betrayed me!” Ed yelled, resulting in a coughing fit that left him out of breath.
“I didn’t betray you, Ed, I thought you were dead.”
“Please just go away.”
“I can’t.”
“Bull shit you can’t,” Ed yelled again, looking at Mustang angrily.
“I won’t leave until you get rid of that thing inside you,” Mustang stated, leaning back in his chair to get comfortable; sometimes Ed could be so stubborn. “With the way you’re going, you’ll be dead before dinner.”
Ed looked away, through the window at the darkening sky. “I could’ve been dead before but you stopped me,” he mumbled, sighing. “It’ll take more than a threat to make me get rid of this thing. I don’t deserve to live anymore, there isn’t anything here for me.”
“What about me, Ed?”
“You have that woman and the children,” was his reply. “There isn’t room for me.”
“Don’t say that,” Mustang said, shaking his head. “I’ve never stopped loving you, you’ll always be in my heart.”
“Prove it,” Ed challenged, knowing that Mustang wouldn’t be stupid enough to try anything at a hospital with him in his current condition.
“Ed…”
Ed shook his head. “Don’t try, you can’t prove it, Mustang,” he said, quietly. “There isn’t a reason I should be here anymore.” He began coughing again, this time blood came out with each cough.
“Please, Ed,” Mustang said, begging him. “Just believe me! You have a purpose here, you have me, Ed.” He grabbed Ed’s hand, holding it tightly and he tried to show him how much he cared about him. “I told you this before, Ed, I love you no matter what you do or say will ever change that.”
Right after he finished, he felt Ed squeeze his hand but he was afraid for what was about to come from the alchemist. He watched as Ed grew silent and his face got the look of concentration upon its features.
“I can’t, Roy,” Ed said, his face scrunching from the pain of what he was attempting to do. “I can’t make it go away. My alchemy wont work on it anymore.”
“No.” He squeezed Ed’s hand tighter. “You’re just tired, that’s all, take a rest and try again.”
Ed faked a smile at Mustang, the first one since he returned and saw Mustang. Slowly, his eyes drifted shut.
“It’s too late,” he whispered before his head turned to the side.
Mustang stared at him, tears forming in his eyes as he held onto Ed’s hand. No, he thought, this isn’t the end. Ed can’t leave me. In the next moment the nurse from before came in and took Mustang from the room, telling him that he should wait outside. For awhile, he sat outside the room, staring at his hands that just held Ed’s own. After a few minutes, he remembered what Al had said before he left.
Ed’s punishment for his actions was death and now Mustang was to suffer the loss of his true love because of his own actions. Even though he wasn’t sure if Ed was in fact dead this time, he didn’t think that when Ed said ‘It’s too late’ it meant that he was dying or if Mustang couldn’t be forgiven for his actions.
Standing, Mustang went to find a phone to call Al and inform of what had just happened.
“What do you mean he put something inside himself,” Al asked over the phone.
“That’s what the nurse said,” Mustang replied, trying to keep his voice calm. “They said it’s alchemy and there isn’t anything they can do to help him. I tried to talk to him. To get him to take the thing out but when I asked he told me that it was too late. I don’t know what he meant by that. He fell asleep after he said that, at least that is what I am hoping happened.”
“I’ll be right there,” Al said and hung up.
Mustang placed the phone back on the receiver and sighed. Maybe Al can help him, he thought, he is his brother after all. They know each other better than anyone else could hope to.
Al returned to the hospital about ten minutes before visiting time was over. He rushed to Ed’s room and found his brother off the bed with all the cords ripped from his arms.
“Brother?! What are you doing? You should be in bed, resting,” Al said, hearing the door behind him open.
“Excuse me, is this Edward Elric’s room?” A older woman asked, carrying a child in her arms.
Al turned around and stared at her, nodding. Turning back to Ed, he said, “you didn’t?”
Ed shook his head before taking a seat on the bed, looking at the woman. “You’re Mustang’s wife?”
“Yes, my name is Aria,” she said, moving further into the room and taking a seat in one of the chairs. “I know about what you and Roy had before you left. He was incredibly happy, knowing that you would return to him and you two would live together. It broke his heart when he received word that you were supposedly killed by your enemy. Even Riza couldn’t snap him out of his state of mind. Roy spent days staring at the message, hoping that you would send word telling him you were alive.”
Ed looked away. “I couldn’t.”
Aria shook her head. “I told him that much, that you were probably too busy to write but that you still cared for him very much.” She said, smiling at him. “It was a year after he received that letter that him and I got together and until this day, I do not regret my decision.”
Shocked, Ed stared at her. “What do you mean?”
Standing, she handed him a small bottle. “I’ve gone through the same thing when I was your age,” she stated. “Drink that and you’ll heal. Then perhaps you and Roy may once again be happy. I wish only for his happiness.”
Ed watched, wide-eyed, as she left the room. Looking down, he stared at the bottle in his hand, not knowing what to do.
“Don’t drink it, Ed,” Al said, watching Ed’s face. “It might be poison.”
“No, I don’t think it is,” he said, taking the cap off the bottle and drinking it down in one sip.
“Visiting hours are now over,” a woman over the intercom said, “will all those here for visiting purposes leave.”
Al shook his head. “Be careful, Ed, I will be back tomorrow to check up on you.”
Ed nodded. Once the door was closed, he heard Al and Mustang talking before their footsteps began to fade away. He took a deep breath and went to stretch, but when he did so, he doubled over in pain. Screaming, he grabbed his stomach and fell to the floor on his knees. Pain raced through his body as he tried his best to get back up on the bed. Soon, however, the pain grew too bad for his body to handle. He fainted, hitting his head on the metal bar on the bed.
TBC….
A/N: Sorry to end it like that, now you wont know if he will be okay or not! On to the next chapter. Review please, I would very much appreciate it.
By Kumiko
Summary: When Ed returns to Central after being gone for a few years, he found his only love married with a child. They made a promise before he left, he broke it. How will Ed cope with this change of events? *YAOI* *LEMON* *suicide attempt* possible deathfic. Ed/Roy Roy/Aria. Characters may be OOC. In my story, Al has his body back!
Forgot the mention it but in this story. Ed= 18 Al= 17 Roy= like 32 I think
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, one can wish though. Aria is a made up character just for this story DON’T TAKE HER AWAY!
Chapter 2
“Then perhaps this is just his punishment then,” Al replied, standing with Winry in his arms. “I’ll be taking her back now. You watch over Ed and call us when you’ve heard how he is doing.”
Mustang stared after Al. What did he mean by ‘his punishment’? Was that about Ed or himself?
After what seemed like hours, the nurses finally left the room but they didn’t seem too happy. All of the nurses left the room, except one, to file away their reports and the condition on the patient. She stood in the doorway and watched Mustang for a moment before clearing her throat to get his attention.
Mustang jumped at the noise, not realizing that he had dozed off.
“Are you Roy Mustang?” She asked, moving to sit beside him. At his nod in response she continued, “I am afraid to report that the young alchemist is not in the best of conditions. It appears that he was able to transfigure something inside him to harm himself and only he can stop whatever it is. There isn’t anything that we can do to help him but hope that whatever made him do this will either go away or get better.”
Mustang sighed at the news. How was he going to tell Al that his brother’s condition isn’t curable by any of the doctors.
“Thank you,” he replied as he stood. “May I go talk to him?”
She nodded. “Yes but he may not be awake.”
He thanked her again before entering the room where Ed lay. Now Ed had more things sticking out of his arm and another strap holding down his automail. Taking a deep breath, Mustang took a sit beside the bed and stared at Ed for a short while.
“What do you want?” A faint voice asked from the bed.
They even had an item covering his mouth to help him breath. “They told me what you did to yourself, Ed.”
Ed turned away. “Don’t call me that anymore, I’m Fullmetal to you now.”
“No, like I told your brother I truly love you,” Mustang said, “you will always be Ed to me and I am very sorry about breaking that promise.”
“That promise isn’t important anymore, you betrayed me!” Ed yelled, resulting in a coughing fit that left him out of breath.
“I didn’t betray you, Ed, I thought you were dead.”
“Please just go away.”
“I can’t.”
“Bull shit you can’t,” Ed yelled again, looking at Mustang angrily.
“I won’t leave until you get rid of that thing inside you,” Mustang stated, leaning back in his chair to get comfortable; sometimes Ed could be so stubborn. “With the way you’re going, you’ll be dead before dinner.”
Ed looked away, through the window at the darkening sky. “I could’ve been dead before but you stopped me,” he mumbled, sighing. “It’ll take more than a threat to make me get rid of this thing. I don’t deserve to live anymore, there isn’t anything here for me.”
“What about me, Ed?”
“You have that woman and the children,” was his reply. “There isn’t room for me.”
“Don’t say that,” Mustang said, shaking his head. “I’ve never stopped loving you, you’ll always be in my heart.”
“Prove it,” Ed challenged, knowing that Mustang wouldn’t be stupid enough to try anything at a hospital with him in his current condition.
“Ed…”
Ed shook his head. “Don’t try, you can’t prove it, Mustang,” he said, quietly. “There isn’t a reason I should be here anymore.” He began coughing again, this time blood came out with each cough.
“Please, Ed,” Mustang said, begging him. “Just believe me! You have a purpose here, you have me, Ed.” He grabbed Ed’s hand, holding it tightly and he tried to show him how much he cared about him. “I told you this before, Ed, I love you no matter what you do or say will ever change that.”
Right after he finished, he felt Ed squeeze his hand but he was afraid for what was about to come from the alchemist. He watched as Ed grew silent and his face got the look of concentration upon its features.
“I can’t, Roy,” Ed said, his face scrunching from the pain of what he was attempting to do. “I can’t make it go away. My alchemy wont work on it anymore.”
“No.” He squeezed Ed’s hand tighter. “You’re just tired, that’s all, take a rest and try again.”
Ed faked a smile at Mustang, the first one since he returned and saw Mustang. Slowly, his eyes drifted shut.
“It’s too late,” he whispered before his head turned to the side.
Mustang stared at him, tears forming in his eyes as he held onto Ed’s hand. No, he thought, this isn’t the end. Ed can’t leave me. In the next moment the nurse from before came in and took Mustang from the room, telling him that he should wait outside. For awhile, he sat outside the room, staring at his hands that just held Ed’s own. After a few minutes, he remembered what Al had said before he left.
Ed’s punishment for his actions was death and now Mustang was to suffer the loss of his true love because of his own actions. Even though he wasn’t sure if Ed was in fact dead this time, he didn’t think that when Ed said ‘It’s too late’ it meant that he was dying or if Mustang couldn’t be forgiven for his actions.
Standing, Mustang went to find a phone to call Al and inform of what had just happened.
“What do you mean he put something inside himself,” Al asked over the phone.
“That’s what the nurse said,” Mustang replied, trying to keep his voice calm. “They said it’s alchemy and there isn’t anything they can do to help him. I tried to talk to him. To get him to take the thing out but when I asked he told me that it was too late. I don’t know what he meant by that. He fell asleep after he said that, at least that is what I am hoping happened.”
“I’ll be right there,” Al said and hung up.
Mustang placed the phone back on the receiver and sighed. Maybe Al can help him, he thought, he is his brother after all. They know each other better than anyone else could hope to.
Al returned to the hospital about ten minutes before visiting time was over. He rushed to Ed’s room and found his brother off the bed with all the cords ripped from his arms.
“Brother?! What are you doing? You should be in bed, resting,” Al said, hearing the door behind him open.
“Excuse me, is this Edward Elric’s room?” A older woman asked, carrying a child in her arms.
Al turned around and stared at her, nodding. Turning back to Ed, he said, “you didn’t?”
Ed shook his head before taking a seat on the bed, looking at the woman. “You’re Mustang’s wife?”
“Yes, my name is Aria,” she said, moving further into the room and taking a seat in one of the chairs. “I know about what you and Roy had before you left. He was incredibly happy, knowing that you would return to him and you two would live together. It broke his heart when he received word that you were supposedly killed by your enemy. Even Riza couldn’t snap him out of his state of mind. Roy spent days staring at the message, hoping that you would send word telling him you were alive.”
Ed looked away. “I couldn’t.”
Aria shook her head. “I told him that much, that you were probably too busy to write but that you still cared for him very much.” She said, smiling at him. “It was a year after he received that letter that him and I got together and until this day, I do not regret my decision.”
Shocked, Ed stared at her. “What do you mean?”
Standing, she handed him a small bottle. “I’ve gone through the same thing when I was your age,” she stated. “Drink that and you’ll heal. Then perhaps you and Roy may once again be happy. I wish only for his happiness.”
Ed watched, wide-eyed, as she left the room. Looking down, he stared at the bottle in his hand, not knowing what to do.
“Don’t drink it, Ed,” Al said, watching Ed’s face. “It might be poison.”
“No, I don’t think it is,” he said, taking the cap off the bottle and drinking it down in one sip.
“Visiting hours are now over,” a woman over the intercom said, “will all those here for visiting purposes leave.”
Al shook his head. “Be careful, Ed, I will be back tomorrow to check up on you.”
Ed nodded. Once the door was closed, he heard Al and Mustang talking before their footsteps began to fade away. He took a deep breath and went to stretch, but when he did so, he doubled over in pain. Screaming, he grabbed his stomach and fell to the floor on his knees. Pain raced through his body as he tried his best to get back up on the bed. Soon, however, the pain grew too bad for his body to handle. He fainted, hitting his head on the metal bar on the bed.
TBC….
A/N: Sorry to end it like that, now you wont know if he will be okay or not! On to the next chapter. Review please, I would very much appreciate it.