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Mustang does not give up a chase that easily	By : foxkitsune300 Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1005 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I guess you could say it all started with the ‘Barry the chopper’ Incident, see I had to do something I am still not proud of.

In order to save Winry I allowed the bastard to rape me, I didn’t really understand what had happened to me, until a few years later when I’d caught Havoc and Falman ‘working’ late one night, I was horrified and ran out of there trying not to cry, seeing those two made me sick, it reminded me of what had happened to me, the pain, the humiliation, the disgust in myself, I never told anyone… Except Mustang, what that cocky bastard came into the hospital room, pale face with my medical report in his hands, I knew he had been told, or read it himself, I was ashamed, but he didn’t say anything, he just held me, at first I was nervous, I’d just been rapped, but I relaxed, Mustang was into women, he was a womanizer, he had no interest in an eleven year old tainted piece of filth.

I told him everything, through years and sobs, telling him how I let that man hurt me, how I let that man use me, just so I could save Winry, he still never said anything, he just held me, almost as if he understood what I was going through.

I never pried into my suspicions, if he would keep what happened to me off the records, I would not get into his personal shit.

Being a state Alchemist, you go through a lot, you are attacked, beaten, and even shunned by most people, and you are nothing but a dog, a dog of the military, I was not very proud to be a state Alchemist, but I would take that burden on, if it meant keeping my brother safe and out of harm’s way.

I remember it all so clearly, I died, and Alphonse used the philosophers stone to bring me back, in return he gave up his being just to help me, so I said my good-bye’s to Rose, told her to watch after Wrath, the kid wasn’t so bad, he was just lonely, I used Alchemy and brought Alphonse back, I didn’t know if it actually worked, I came out on the other side of the gate just fine, minus an arm and leg of course, I prayed every night Alphonse was ok.

It was almost a year later I met the Alphonse in this world, I was shocked, he was the mirror imagine of an older and VERY handsome Alphonse, I pushed his buttons until we finally became friends, and soon best friends… And soon… Lovers… I was not proud of what we did, but to keep Alphonse close I let him touch me, kiss me, and release himself inside me, I felt sick almost every time, I loved Alphonse, but what I was allowing him to do to me… It was sick in my mind, the only times I didn’t regret it as much, and didn’t get sick, was when I didn’t think about him, I thought about someone else, black hair, black eyes, the one person who comforted me after Barry’s attack almost five years ago.

Alphonse of this world must have guessed when I was imagining someone else inside of me; he seemed upset after wards and would go out drinking for hours, until I dragged his drunken ass home.

It was nearly three years after I came into this world; I was still always thinking of Alphonse from my world, my baby brother, was he ok? Was he alive? Did he become an alchemist? Is he still in touch with every?

Then it started with a gypsy, she was running from three men, I saved her and brought her home, Alphonse seemed ok with helping someone in need, but our relationship darkened behind our bedroom door, he was a lot rougher, he hardly spoke to me.

When I’d come home the night I found out Alphonse from my world was fine, alive and well, through the armour his soul had come back in, I was over joyed, I walked inside and told Alphonse of my joys, I saw my brother, and soon I’d be able to go home, MY home, he visibly darkened, and that night he’d left a few bruises on me before retreating to the living room to sleep, he begun to ignore me again.

When he hit me, I was sure it was over, he hit me in front of Noah, when I saw him coughing up blood, I knew then it was really over, why he was so angry, why he seemed so different now, He was dying, he was scared, and I made him feel alone, I was the monster in this relationship, not him.

When I was shot, I fell hitting the ground so hard I was knocked out, when I came too Alphonse had me in the smaller crimson rocket, he told me why he continued with his plans for the rockets, it wasn’t to be remembered in death, it was to help me get home, he wanted me to get home, because when he died, I’d be alone again, I began to scream, I’d never asked to go, I never did! I wanted to be by his side until his end! I loved him! He touched my hand and we kissed, it wasn’t like the other kisses he’d given me before, this was more of a friendly good-bye, then he ran to the switch and pulled it, and I shot off into the gate.

I was so furious, when I’d found out it was Alphonse, no my baby brother who’d opened the portal on this side, he was the reason the rockets were allowed through, he was the reason the destruction on the world, if my arm and leg were breaking into a million piece’s I would have ran after that little bugger and beat him, but Winry stopped me, and began attaching the auto mail to my body, it hurt like a bitch, as it always did, she simply laughed at me and asked why I wasn’t already used to this pain, Hardy-har-har she was a riot.

When I found Alphonse I had enough time to cool off, I wasn’t going to strangle the bugger, no I would talk to him, we had to figure out what to do and fast, he saw the small girl in the rubble, she was obviously dead, he clapped his hands, and I jumped at him stopping him, when he looked at me all I could think about was the other Alphonse, was he ok?, I hoped he wouldn’t get in too much trouble for helping me.

We used our Alchemy to raise the cement from the building to stretch us up towards the rocket, me and Alphonse both.

When we were shot and we fell I thought it was the end, we begun to pull ourselves up onto the platform, again we were shot, we were just sitting ducks waiting to be killed, then fire shot out destroying the gun shooting at us, the dark cool voice of the man I longed to see at least once more, rung like chimes in my ears, Mustang was here, he was alive! I had been so worried about him, I had thought he may not have survived a fight with a homunculi, he said something, about attacking, but his eyes told me more, he was over joyed, maybe it was being back in battle, I didn’t know, me and Al pulled ourselves back onto the platform and continued our trek, with the help of Mustang’s fire, we finished the fight in record time.

The second I stepped out of the rocket he grabbed me, pinned me to the wall, I was nervous at first, I had so many bad experiences with men, starting with the rape, and ending with the other Alphonse’s rough patch, when our lips met I was shocked, Mustang was kissing me… ME of all people, and not just any kiss, this was an “I-have-been-waiting-years-to-do-this’ kinda kiss, he tasted like apples, apples and vanilla, I begun to relax into the kiss, kissing him back, he was the person I imagined when I was with the other Alphonse, I wanted to do more, I did, but I knew better, everyone was still in danger.

It was hard to say good-bye, but I had to go, I was the only one on the other side who would destroy the gate, I was the only one who could… No… Who would do it, it was hard saying good bye to Mustang, I did have feelings for him, I had started to develop those feelings since I was young, but it was harder to say good bye to my baby brother, Alphonse was so upset, I couldn’t bear to see him cry, I used my Alchemy to send them off, explaining my reason’s, and then walked into the rocket, never looking back, if I looked back, I’d just be forcing myself to stay.

I arrived back safely, the same could not be said about my previous lover, the other Alphonse was dead, I was later told he was shot by a solder for helping me get back to my world, I was alone, again, this time I had no dad to help me, I had no Alphonse to stay with, I was alone, but I shouldn’t have taken Alphonse so lightly, my little brother had snuck into a armour suit and snuck back with me, we’d destroyed the gate, and we had a funeral for Alphonse, he had no family but me anyways, he was alone in this world like I was once too, once everyone had left the grave site, I knelt to the tomb stone, placing my metal hand on it I smiled weakly

“Thank you Alphonse… I’m not alone anymore” was all I could said, I rose to my feet and began walking away from the tomb, I spoke the truth, I was not alone, I had my brother, and I knew the man I loved… Loved me back
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