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Roy kept glancing
at his blonde girlfriend, who was across from him since she was the matron of
honor. He felt his body ache with desire to bed her again. She looked so lovely
in the lavender, slightly frilly dress and her lips painted a light burgundy, like
the rest of the bridesmaids. His left eye looked towards the crowed, he saw
shadows again. Some outlines he didn’t recognize but the one near Gracia -who
was holding Vin- he knew instantly. Hughes…
I bet he’s watching Elicia. She does make a pretty flower girl. He thought.
Ed also stole glances at her boyfriend, thinking him incredibly dashing in the
tux. Gold eyes rolled as Maes gushed over his daughter, her parents watching
happily along with Winry’s. Izumi and Wrath were sitting next to Sig, looking the
same as everyone else. Ed couldn’t help but smile to herself; she had gotten
her way about the makeup, only lipstick. But she had lost the battle over her
hair and frankly hated how it had been put up; it was very uncomfortable for
her. There were three other bridesmaids next to her Sophie, Sheska, and Riza. Next
to Roy were Jean -opposite of Riza-, Falman and Fletcher. Ed was a little
surprised that Al had invited them, she guessed over the years she was gone her
brother had gotten closer to them. Although… she had a hoot of a time over
Russell’s reaction to her being a she instead of a he… Roy almost flambéed him.
Rosé’s young son was the ring bearer. She took a
quick glance around, she couldn’t see R- never mind there she was, the brunette
waved at her. Ed wanted to whistle; she looked good in a double breasted tuxedo,
a rich dark red ascot and a flower in her lapel. That feeling over came her
again, she saw the twitch from her younger brother’s frame. Looks like he hasn’t forgotten this feeling
either. Amber watched as darker amber peek over towards the pews and widen
slightly. Seems that Al can see them too.
The siblings held back laughter as the female resisted the urge to hit
Hughes on the head, pinching him instead. Roy might be able to somewhat see it,
but the Elric siblings were getting a show of Maes Hughes uttering a curse -and
Rose in the same sentence- all the while pouting. A slim feminine touched the
soft hair of her son; that’s when the blonde remembered that first time she
held him… there was a brief familiar feeling that she didn’t take notice of
before. Her mind focused back on the wedding as did Alphonse, since the vows
were being spoken.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
During the reception Ed sat by herself deep in
thought. She was still trying to figure out the complex puzzle of Roselle and
Vinzent. Her eyes were dazed from thinking. She was slightly taking in what was
going on nearby; barely noticing it had started to rain. It has to be connected to that marking appearing on Vin’s back; it’s
getting darker and more visible everyday. With the feeling she was getting
from the both, the blonde knew it had something to do with the gate. When a
hand settled on her shoulder, Ed felt her body freeze. Eyes wide and hollow,
her frame shook and her ports ached. The oppressive feeling hit her full force.
It was then it hit her. It’s the symbol on
the gate, the Sephirothic Tree(1). Her ports ached so badly and the
realization was too much, she threw up what she ate for breakfast that morning.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Roy watched
Alphonse and Winry dancing as he wondered where his lovely girlfriend was. He
held Vin; bouncing the boy a little as he heard a pained whimper. It was quite
unusual, even in pain Vinzent held most noises in. Dark eyes looked down and
saw the child was in quite a bit of pain. But Roy couldn’t understand how he
could be… unless he just now started teething. He went over to Gracia since she
had been through all this before. As they were talking, the bride and groom
came over to see what was going on. Everyone had moved inside when the rain and
dancing started. Blue eyes looked outside. “It was supposed to be nice today…”
It was raining pretty heavily now.
“Where’s sister?”
None of them knew and Vin started to wail.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The blonde trailed
behind the man, looking like a drowned rat; half way glad she was. It had given
her a good reason to take her hair out of that abomination it had been put into. Gold locks trailed down her covered back. She
clutched the frock coat closer that he had offered after she had stopped
barfing her guts out. It didn’t help with the pain she got because of from
exposure of the cold air and his aura. “You’re Vinzent’s father aren’t you?”
Dark jade looked over at her.
“Yes.” Ed knew what
he was, but had yet to have confirmation from his own mouth.
“Who and what are
you?” Aureate saw his hand tuck his bangs behind his ear. He stopped and
turned; she stood there calmly. One eye
looks completely normal but the other looks like the eye of a homunculus.
“The name given to
me by another is…Veril, and I’m sure you can already guess or know what I am.” Ed’s eyes narrowed.
“Veril… that’s
Latin… it means ‘truth’.” The truth…
never thought I’d meet it anywhere
other than the gate.
“We’ll discuss this
later, if we don’t hurry and get you inside and out of those wet clothes, my
wife will have a heyday with both of our asses.” As they started to walk again,
Ed chuckled at his comment. “I should let you know that Vinzent is an empath… and
closely in tuned with you.” Veril paused briefly. “Not to mention his teeth are
coming in too.” She blinked… Ed easily connected the dots. SHIT!
“Why the fuck
wasn’t I told he was an empath to begin with?!” Ed exclaimed as she practically
started to run.
“Because we didn’t
know, we knew he would be different but as in all types of… and sorry for the
lack of a better word, breeding you never know what the offspring will
inherit.”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
No one knew what to
do to help ease the boy’s pain; Roy was still holding him until an unknown set
of hands took the boy and cradled him. His crying curbed to loud whimpers. The
person holding the lad wore sunglasses hiding their eyes. Alphonse already knew
who it was but wondered how she was solid… although everyone thought it was a
man since she looked quite a bit like one and her dark hair was braided behind
her. They all sighed in relief. I guess
his own mother can calm him, even if just a little. “Thank you for calming
Vin down.” It was with that smile she gave that Roy noticed that they were
painted red. …That’s no man. Moving
Vinzent into a one arm hold, she made a movement with her hand, seemingly
pulling red and yellow roses out of her sleeve giving them to Winry, as
congratulations of her marriage to Al. The groom smiled while tilting his head
in thought.
“You know sis
wasn’t kidding about you.” Lips twitched but soon curved into a very familiar
grin. Everyone in the group -but Al- had to stare. That’s when the door opened
a blonde coming in, shivering a little. The younger Elric felt what Ed did
earlier and thankfully had a less volatile reaction; he only trembled.
Roy of course was
the first to reach her, almost hugging her but stopped once his hands touched
her covered shoulders. He didn’t even take notice of the borrowed coat around
her frame. “Edward you’re soaked to the bone!” She looked sheepishly at him; Ed
could hear the worry in his voice.
“Pardon de t'avoir inquiété, Roy(2).” She
told him softly he only kissed her forehead. “Is Vin alright?”
“He was crying up until awhile
ago.”
“Aunt.” Gold looked towards and
into near black and green eyes, as they came closer. His face was red and eyes
puffy; she instantly knew who was holding Vinzent.
“Here get out of those wet
clothes.” The tall brunette handed the blonde a bag; Roy’s eyes narrowed
recognizing the drawl.
“Ja Madam.” The elder ruffled the blonde locks as she walked past to
get changed. “When are you going to take those glasses off?”
“Soon.” Ed huffed while leaving
their site. Al chuckled, and then asked.
“Where is everyone
that were with you earlier?”
“Around… I’m sure they’ll be in soon.” She leaned in so only he would hear.
“Since they are essentially my gift.” It hadn’t taken Ed long to tear herself
out of that dress and into a nice pair of slacks and button up shirt and vest;
she had been quick enough to hear that bit.
“Don’t tell me
that… husband of yours made more of what you’ve stuffed your soul in.” Well maybe except for Wrath… he still might
have his body in the gate. No one but Al -although only about the spirits-
understood what Ed was talking about. Roy’s office looked at each other
wondering what the blonde meant. She didn’t answer as Ed took Vin from her, and
caressed his cheek, and very quietly mumbled. “I’m sorry that I caused some of
your pain.” A tiny smile -and indeed the ends of teeth were poking out- and
little hands patted her cheeks. Ed knew she was forgiven and held him close to
her chest.
“Sister, what are
you talking about?” The two women chuckled. It was right then everyone heard
Elicia cry out with joy.
“Daddy!” She
squealed as she ran –Gracia meanwhile was crying- over and rammed into his
legs; hugging him around what her arms got around. Everyone turned to the door
-wide eyed and jaws dropping-, every spirit that had been present for the
wedding where standing there. Ed and Al waved nervously at Izumi. Roy, his
office and everyone else who knew Hughes hurriedly went over to talk to him.
“Hi teacher.” They
said at the same time; Al continued. “Thank you for coming.” Izumi spoke no
words, only walked over quickly hugging them around the shoulders -careful of
the baby in Ed’s arm- and quietly congratulating Alphonse. Wrath only smiled at
his mother, and gently tugged so they could talk to Sig. Winry was in tears
because her mom and dad were standing there and she wasn’t the only one Pinako
was also in tears. When Izumi went with her son, Ed nudged the brunette gently
with right elbow.
“Thanks Roselle…
this was a nice thing for you to do.” Alphonse along with Winry went over to
their parents.
“It was just my
idea. No bride should be without her parents… I should know and Veril is the
one who made the chimeras.” The blonde made a face, reminded of her initial
reaction to the ‘man’. She only ruffled Ed’s bangs; the blonde didn’t seem to
mind. She tilted her head and adjusted her hold on her ward.
“When are you going
to take those da-… sunglasses off?” Roselle chuckled softly, fingering the
frames.
“You know…” The 36
year old looked at the blonde closely. The two were talking so softly that no
one else could hear them. “Even as a woman you look like your father.” Ed’s jaw
dropped and eyes went as wide as saucers; if she wasn’t so shocked Ed would
have screamed and ranted at the other. Vin giggled then reached up and pulled
on her bangs. Ed shrieked at both -now that shock had worn off- the comment and
the child tugging on her hair. Roselle grinned like the devil himself. Gold
eyes narrowed, dying to cuss her out. “Do you mind if I dance with Roy?” Ed could
hear another question in her voice.
“I don’t mind, but
keep the other thing you’re going to do short.” The brunette saluted almost
mockingly.
Winry was dancing
with her father and Al was dancing with her mother; Sara. The slightly shorter
brunette walked over and held her hand out to Roy. “May I have this dance, Roy
Mustang?” He blinked, but soon gave her a charming smile and nodded.
Gentlemanly he took her hand and towards the dance floor. Hughes couldn’t wait
to see his friends face when he got a look at her without something obscuring
it. Before they started she slipped off the glasses and into her breast pocket;
after unbuttoning the jacket. She left it open so the curve of her slightly
large breast where visible. The man could only watch in -with Hughes chuckling
to himself- amazement… but soon shook it off and placed his hands in the right
spots as did his dancing partner. “Does it feel strange Roy?” She asked soon
after they started. Both were quite elegant on their toes.
“I admit it is a
little… awkward dancing with… well in a way myself.” Roselle laughed as he spun
her.
“I can understand
that, it’s a little unnerving for me too.” Her features turned serious. “There
was something I wanted to tell you once we were out of Edward’s hearing range.”
It was right then his brain caught up with the fact they were looking each
other in the eyes; first time a woman had ever done so without looking up at
him. Shit… Edward wasn’t kidding when she
said Roselle was tall. She isn’t that much shorter than me. His brow rose
wondering what she wanted to say out here so Ed wouldn’t hear it. She grabbed
his tie, so tightly her knuckles were turning white and a treacherous glint
entered those onyx eyes. “You better take care of Edward, or I’ll come back and
kill you with my bare hands if she doesn’t do so first.” He serenely smiled and
nodded.
“I wouldn’t ever
hurt her on purpose.” The grip on his
tie loosened and she smiled sweetly.
“I’ll hold you to
that Roy Jun-Li Huang Mustang.” By now he wasn’t surprised by her information,
Ed already knew that he had also taken his mother’s maiden name into his whole
name. His grandmother had raised her on her own since her Amestrian suitor had died before they could marry and
never took his name. When the dance was over, Roy’s eyes went large -he could
swear he heard Maes laughing his ass off- over the fact that Roselle gave him a
sisterly kiss on his lips.
“Thank you for the
dance Roy.” He titled his head.
“You were the one in the flower shop weren’t you?” The brunette woman gave him
his own smirk, and nodded.
“I better get you
back to your girl before she fillets me.” Her dark eyes looked around seeing
everyone so happy. “And you better make use of your time. They only have
twenty-four hours.”
“So they’ll be gone
by this time tomorrow?” Her lids covered onyx eyes.
“Yes.”
“I think that will
be long enough.”
He was sure that
they had already told their loved ones and anyone who need to know about their
time limit… and Ed most likely already knew. Roselle hugged Edward as they got
closer and whispered. “Thank you.” Ed grinned. Her eyes locked on her parents,
she hand Vin to his mother. They hadn’t had time to talk since they had danced
with the married couple after Urey and Sara. The elder child gave them a small
smile, calmly walking over and hugging her mom.
“You looked so
beautiful today Edward.” Hohenheim agreed with his wife. Gold looked into her
mother’s aqua eyes then her father’s amber a little flushed.
“Danke mom… old m-erm dad.” Hohenheim took Ed into his -after Trisha let
her daughter go- arms. Slowly her arms went up to loosely embrace him,
muttering something only he could hear. His hold seemed to tighten and started
to pet her hair. Roy could tell she was happy to see him despite the former
animosity. He began to wonder what his blonde lover hadn’t told him yet. His
Earth counterpart seemed to read his mind.
“Don’t worry,
she’ll tell you when she’s ready. I took me months to get her whole story out
of her.” Midnight blues looked into onyx; they chuckled at the same time.
“Je vous remercie(3).” She was somewhat taken aback but responded quickly enough.
“Je vous en prie, ce n'était rien(4).”
When he looked back, he saw Ed
dancing with her father which surprised him. I didn’t know she could dance… I’ll have to step in once this song is
over. While Roy waited for his chance, Phoenix ambled over to them
to speak to the woman. “You’re the one who played the piano that night weren’t
you?” The taller woman looked into gray eyes. “When you see a piano playing by
itself and it isn’t a player piano you wonder who is playing it.” The brunette
shook her head and nodded.
“Yes I was. You are very perceptive like
Edward and Alphonse.” A rather proud smile pulled at the redheads lips.
“Will you please play us a song?” The request
wasn’t an unusual request for the brunette. She settled her baby into the other
woman’s arms.
“Of course, I’d be delighted.” She pulled the
flower -a rose- from her lapel and gently nudged Roy. “Put this behind her ear,
it matches her eyes.” He took it and her advice; waiting for his moment to cut
in. Roselle took her seat and stretched her hands, waiting for the current
music to stop. Once it did she began to play and her counterpart went over
asking to dance with her and the blonde accepted. He settled the flower behind
her ear and held her close as they waltzed. It didn’t take long for Roselle’s
deep vocal to bounce against the walls. Looking around Ed saw that Winry’s
partner this time was Hughes; it made sense since he had acted like a father to
all of three of them. Maes’ teal eyes glanced over at the two lovebirds… he was
now planning to tease Roy all he could before he had to go. Ed didn’t know the
song but she liked it. It seemed to fit the mood between Al and Winry… her and
Roy. She settled her cheek against his shoulder, whispering ‘Wǒ ài nǐ’. He held her as
close as he could and repeated the phrase in her ear. Her heart swelled,
smiling brightly and she wasn’t the only one. Roselle too was smiling since she
was watching them. Closing her eyes, Ed hadn’t forgotten about meeting Veril
tonight, for that talk he promised.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It was late at night when Ed went out through
the back door. Amber eyes quickly saw the silhouette she was looking for, but
what she didn’t know was that Al had followed her out. By now the blonde woman
was use to the feeling of this ‘man’. Now she knew exactly where Vin got his
dark sin, he looked like an Egyptian. I
think he’s been reading a little bit too much of H.P. Lovecraft, he reminds of
Nyarlathotep… of course that guy causes madness wherever he went in Lovecraft’s
novels. An earring casted a soft reflection of moonlight, and Ed did
recognize the other-side’s alchemical symbol for ‘Tartarus(5)’; she
had come across it when she read an old book from 1755 - Medicinisch-Chymisch-
und Alchemistisches Oraculum. She sat as he
started talking. “As you’ve figured I’m the truth… but not the one truth…”
He looked over her shoulder. “You both met. That one is…” Ed did the same and
sighed motioning for Al to sit while Veril searched for the words. “Essentially
my brother, we are two halves of a whole. He deals with live people who commit
the sin of human transmutation on this side. I handle the dead and dying of
both sides. While he lives… outside of the gate in a way, I reside inside of it
with the souls and spirits.”
“So you’re… for
the lack of a better phrase… the angel of death?” Ed asked.
“More or less,
although I think the term ‘reaper’ is more appropriate.”
“You’re the one
Wrath was talking about.” The dark haired man nodded. The younger sibling
thought on what the other had said. “So you’re in the dark and the unknown one
while your sibling is only known to the few who have survived human
transmutation and in the light.” Another nod.
“The difference
between the two of us is while he is wise and all that shit, he’s a sadistic
asshole who isn’t exactly in tune with humans. I’m not sadistic although if you
ask some of the spirits they’ll admit I’m am a bit of an asshole. As for
humans… I’ve been around human souls for so long I’ve gained a sense of empathy
for them and started acting like one.” The Elric siblings looked at each other
than back at the being before them. “As you two might remember from your encounter
with him, I can take many forms. It wasn’t until a few years ago that I
finished this solid body that I made from odds and ends. Originally I was more
of a… well you know like the other but with more of mist like quality. I decided
to make myself this human shaped puppet… a little over thirty-eight years ago…
for many reasons, one was so I didn’t frighten anyone the other…” Veril eyes
seemed to glaze over with a far off memory.
They looked at each other wondering about the
red eye when Ed’s cats decided to join them and settled in their laps and
greeted Veril with a cat sounding chirp. He seemed to read their minds. “I
wanted to keep my eyes green but, upon my first time controlling this body my
right eye changed to red with this pupil that most homunculi have so I covered
it… but back to what I was getting to.” He took a moment to get his thoughts
straight. “With exception with certain type’s humans and my… brother all beings
get lonely.” Al definitely agreed with that sentiment… so did Ed, but he hadn’t
quite finished his thought, before the taller blonde had a question on his
tongue.
“Where… do the souls of the dead go?” The
being chuckled fondly while tapped his chin thinking how to explain it.
“You two are getting me off track… Edward
would know more about this… but it’s a mixture of the Greek underworld and
Ancient Egyptian afterlife.” Ed did indeed and gave a short explanation to her
brother. “So neither of you have to worry about Dante and her homunculi,
especially Envy.” A particular dark grin appeared, neither of them asked and Ed
felt chilled to the bone at the mentioning of their sick and twisted older
half-brother, remembering when he killed her very well. “As I was about to say since most humans don’t want to
be alone, from the time souls are born.” He paused briefly again seeing another
question in their eyes. “Souls of humans are ‘born’ at minimum two years before
being conceived by their parents.” They nodded. “The soul is split in half, one
for this side and one for the other. Normally they are the same gender but as
you noticed, some quirky ones do appear from time to time.” Grins, they knew he
was talking about Roselle and Roy. “Then a consort soul that is… well a mate
for them.” That made Ed’s mind go back to the book she had read at the train
station. She spoke up and asked about that particular speech by Aristophanes in it. Veril’s lips twitched
while shaking his head. “Well… that is the basic concept of what I’m talking
about, except about people being born with 2 faces and 4 sets of arms and legs.
Then split in half by Zeus because he feared them. Utterly ridiculous and made
up… that man was a comedic play writer as you already know. It’s more like the
soul usually splits again into their mate if
they are meant to have one, and then that one splits for their other side
counterpart. It’s like the notion of Yin and Yang, Light and Darkness you can’t
have one without the other. But there are rare occasions where one mate is
already alive when its counterpart soul is born.” The two chewed on that for a moment.
“So…
I… was always meant to be with Roy?”
“Pretty much.” Ed jumped to a conclusion.
“Y-you’re the one who did this to me!” She
then started to laugh almost uncontrollably. “I don’t know whether to slug you or
hug you now. If not for this change I would have ignored my feelings.”
“That’s exactly why I did it. I wanted for
you to acknowledge your feelings rather than deny them as you have been doing
since you were old enough to understand them. Souls don’t have genders or
names. The only thing a person can rely on is what soul recognizes. The only
thing souls have before conception is an aura, feelings, a scent, and an
unintelligible voice but the tones are still there. Most aren’t as lucky as you
two in meeting them a young as you did.” His eyes glazed over once more in warmth.
“I…” He stuttered as if he was going to admit to something rather embarrassing.
“Fell in love with Roselle’s soul and I’m not ashamed to admit either. As you
know I didn’t have any idea at the time if she was going to be male or female
but I didn’t care.” A fond smile worked its way onto his lips. “I remember the
three of you playing but then you were so lonely until Winry’s and Alphonse’s
souls appeared. Thankfully your brother had only one year to wait to be born
while you had to wait a little over thirteen years. It was a stroke of luck and
maybe a tiny bit of fate, that Roy came to Resembool to find you that day when
you were empty and had no hope.” A pause so he could gather his words. “Both of
you instantly recognized each other unconsciously, while you wouldn’t have
realized it since you were too young and you most likely written it off as
something else other than that sort of affection, not to mention he had done
the same but understood it better than you. But it was those feelings you both
felt that made him tell you what you needed to hear and what made you listen.
He craved to see you again in a way he might have not understood himself, but
acted on it anyway. It was your souls wanting to be close again. Although that
only played a small part in why you did what you did it was mostly your desire
to fix what you had done to Alphonse.” Veril rubbed the back of his neck. “When
you got old enough to understand why your heart raced and body warmed in his
presence you instinctively pushed it away, denying it. Thinking that he
wouldn’t and couldn’t be attracted to you, since you were a man and couldn’t
have children.” The eons old being chuckled. “I solved both and you being
changed was your payment to come back. I also constructed your six year hiatus
on Earth. It was also I that gave Alphonse back whole. I felt you had been
through enough, all your suffering, your pain, everything you strived for was
enough.” He snorted. “Of course he
accused me of being too soft.” A self sardonic chuckle. “On Earth you could
learn things that you couldn’t at home and you could meet Roselle. There may
have been no attraction but your souls were close and could confide in each
other and you could finally have fun.”
Al chuckled, agreeing with him. “So you
planned everything, even your timing with bring my sister back home?” The
darker skinned man’s face twisted into a sheepish half smile.
“Not entirely… I always knew I’d bring Edward
back, but I didn’t know when. When I felt Roselle near the end of her life… I
gave her my proposal. Oh she screamed and cursed at me saying ‘hasn’t Edward
paid fucking enough, for all the shit he was put through.’ When I mentioned
that I could return Edward for a price… she didn’t give me a chance to mention
what the price was.”
“What exactly was the price other than changing my brother into my sister?”
“That she would stay with me for eternity and
I would give her anything she wanted. She agreed and when she did she in a sense
became a part of me but she is still very
much her own person.” The siblings could see the look of utter elation written
all over his face; there was no way he regretted his choice… and Ed couldn’t
bring herself to hate him for what he had done. This ages old creature only
wanted to make Ed happy and that was the only way he knew how. That’s why I could feel his oppressive aura
around her and Vin. Ed almost got a question out but he beat her too it.
“Don’t worry about Vinzent, the information rattling around in my head isn’t
inherited by him… but when he gets old enough to practice it he’ll be able to
use alchemy with out a matrix like the both of you and myself, since he is my
son. We can’t raise him there because he’s alive it wouldn’t be fair to him to
not have a chance at least a semi-normal human life.” That’s why I was chosen to raise him, not only because of my connection
to his mother but because of Alchemy.
“Why can sister and I see spirits?” He
smirked in a way that almost made Ed burn in fury.
“It’s because you two died, death sometimes
has a way of changing something in human perception. Making them more sensitive
the supernatural, Vinzent can since well he is half me and usually young
children can see spirits anyway… not that I usually let them roam around some
would cause undue trouble. But since she entered my life I’ve been lenient
because she always offered to go with them.” His two colored eyes looked at
them skeptically. “Have either of you two noticed that Roy… well he can see the
outlines of spirits but can’t hear them nor see them in detail like the two of
you and only in one eye.” The blonde’s blood ran ice cold. That asshole Archer nearly killed him! Veril stood, walking closer
to the Elric siblings. “I’ve told you everything I can. But I advise to not
repeat this to anyone it would muck things up a little bit on my end, since no
one is really suppose to know about souls, consort souls and things of that
sort.”
“Then why tell us?” Two colored eyes blinked,
and narrowed tenderly.
“Well I suppose I’m rather fond of you both,
and know things most humans don’t. Plus you two have good heads on your
shoulders. You know what and what not to mention.” His hand went into his
pocket. “Oh that reminds me I have one last gift for you Edward.” Ed started to
think that Veril favored her particularly, because of either the connection to
his wife or she just had more balls than anyone he had ever known. He pulled
out a jeweler’s box and placed it in her palm. “Actually this is for you and
Roy… Roselle’s idea naturally, when either of you pops the question or
something start wearing these. You’ll see their meaning after a while.” He
gently caressed their cheeks with his knuckle and intuitively they knew that he
had done it to them before, it was like a hazy memory based only on the sense
of touch and feelings. The siblings could do nothing as he disappeared into
thin air, Ed clutching the box in her flesh hand. Ophelia and Hamlet softly
meowed a goodbye to the being.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The blonde tossed and turned in her sleep,
sheets heavily disheveled and kicked down to her ankles. The two cats were
awakened by her frightened movements and trying to ease her mind. A fine sheen
of sweat made her shirt damp and stick to her skin. In the throws of a
nightmare, Ed’s eyelids were clamped shut while fear and pain distorted her
features. It didn’t take long before she let out a blood curdling scream, and
nearly launched herself out of bed and onto the floor. Both Hamlet and Ophelia
jumped back but only the white feline fell to the floor. Ophelia mewled at her
owner trying to calm her. Trembling because of her cold sweat clammy skin and
her heart hammering in her ears, she couldn’t hear the pounding of footsteps
that was coming towards her room. “Sis!” Al called as he opened the door. His
only response was tear filled, scared and vacant gold eyes. This terrified the
younger, the only time he had seen her look like -although this time it seemed
worse- this after they tried to bring back their mother. Everyone was behind
him as Alphonse slowly walked in. “Ed?” Cautiously he sat on the bed, by now
Hamlet and clambered his way back on and both were nuzzling her but Al was the
one she was focused on. Her brother tried to get answers out of her but her
lips only quivered. Taking an intuitive leap he asked. “Sister… do you want me
to get Roy?”
“Roy?” Was the feeble reply.
“Yes, I’ll bring him here if you want.” Again
her voice came confirming that she wanted Mustang there. Gently Al patted her
shoulder and quietly asked Winry to watch her while he went to get her
boyfriend. Everyone else went to bed while Winry watched the two cats tried to
cheer Ed up, they licked at her cheeks and pawed at her. They only got a brief
and weak petting along their backs.
Again Ed didn’t hear footsteps calmly coming
up the stairs towards her room. By the time they got there Hamlet had lain back
down and had glanced up at them. Ed had her knees huddled to her chest and
Ophelia was still trying to a verbal response from her. The white feline jumped
down and mewled sadly at Roy. Husband and wife spoke quietly; Winry telling him
that she hadn’t moved from that position soon after he left or spoke. As they
spoke Roy took off his shoes and coat while tiredly -Hamlet following- strode
over. She looks awful, I haven’t ever
seen her so pale. He sat down and his hand gently covered hers. “Edward.” Her
head darted up, taking all of him in. Roy’s hair was tousled, dark eyes looked
exhausted and his clothes where awfully creased and rumpled. Life came back
into her eyes along with more tears; latching onto him shaking and nearly
sobbing into his shoulder. Now Roy was worried she was usually so strong. He
wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. The other couple inaudibly
closed the door. Al had a pretty good guess as to what caused this to happen.
He knew his elder sibling was prone to horrible nightmares and the information
of one she cherished being so close to death caused possibly the worst nightmares
she had ever had. So he thought it best to leave them alone; so the brunette
could take care of her. Al had already went to check on Vin before he left to
get the Lt. General, and the boy had indeed been awaked by Ed but quickly fell
back to sleep with Alphonse’s assurances. Roy’s cheek nuzzled her hair -her
cowlick tickling his chin- as he rubbed her back. The felines only watched the
two, lying at the foot of the bed. “Edward what’s wrong?” He asked as he felt
her calm down and loosening her death grip on his shirt. She pulled back to
look at him; with slightly puffy eyes.
“The worst nightmare I’ve had in a long
time.” Tenderly Roy wiped her tears away with his thumb as he cupped her
cheeks. Gilded irises focused on the scar over his left eye. She couldn’t keep
this particular secret to herself anymore. Ed took one of his hands and placed
his fingers along the scar on her chest. “I… I died once.” She bowed her head
hiding behind her hair. She could feel his nails dig into her scared skin. “The
one who killed Hughes stabbed me in right through the chest. While I was
standing there looking stupid at the gate the psychopath who did it followed
dad to the other side.” She didn’t exactly know what happened to Envy after
that but she knew at least Veril got his hands on the little creep dragging him
back to where he belonged. “Al gave up everything to bring me back… and I in
turn did the same. That’s when I w-” Roy’s hands gripped her upper arms, almost
shaking her.
“The same homunculus bastard that killed Hughes
nearly took you away from me too?” She caressed his cheek and the small portion
of scar under his eye.
“Don’t worry about Envy… he’s been taken care
of, not ever to return.” Hopefully
getting his innards eaten day after day by an eagle just like Prometheus, for
everything he’s done. “I’m sorry I had Al get you out of bed so late.” He
only shook his head and held her to his chest.
“I don’t mind, I was into clothes and out of
the room once your brother said you were nearly hyperventilating, shaking,
crying and asking for me.” Delicately he
started to unbutton her pajama shirt since it still looked rather soaked, Roy
pinched his nose once he saw she as her usual habit wore nothing under it.
Slipping it off and putting it some place to dry. Settling them back into the
laying position and back under the covers; Roy quietly told her about the night
he almost died. His confrontation with Bradley and how he tried to save Selim
but couldn’t; he was laid up for quite awhile because of getting shot. She
clutched at him finally telling him that her nightmare was about him being
dead. She then uttered something she thought would never say.
“Thank whatever god that you didn’t die.” His
nose nuzzled her hair while closing his eyes.
“I can say the same
about you.”
1) No I don’t mean the villain from FFVII;
from what I can understand Sephiroth is Hebrew word for the ten emanations of Deity or something like that. Another
word for this tree is: the Tree of Life. If you want a bit more information
look it up on Wiki or type in Sephirothic tree into Google or any search
engine. The one used in FMA is Robert Fludd’s version of it.
2) “I’m sorry that
I worried you, Roy.”
3) Very formal
French for ‘Thank you.’
4) Again very
formal French but this time for ‘You’re welcome’.
5) I have no idea
what Tartarus is in Alchemy I’ve tried to look it up but all I found was what Paracelsus (for those
who don’t know his actually name was Philippus
Aureolus Theophrastus Bombastus von Hohenheim; and yes this is the man
Arakawa-san named Ed and Al’s dad after.) called and used it for and I’ll just
copy and paste it from a website I found. “Is Calculus of Wine, called
Wine-stone by similitude, the stone, or deposit, which cleaves to the sides of
vessels. Paracelsus uses it for stone in the bladder or kidneys, or the
albuminous deposit in the other members which causes gout.” I just thought it
would be a little ironic if he had an alchemical symbol that was called the
same thing as some part of the Greek underworld. If you want to look at it
yourselves and some other alchemy stuff here is the website www (dot)
alchemywebsite (dot) com/ index (dot) html
I thank Moije for her help with the French;
and thanks to everyone who have reviewed, faved and added this story to their alert list. Sorry that
this chapter is a little more talky than normal but I thought I should explain
(hopefully simply) what has been going on and who has been pulling the strings
around Ed; and who and what Veril exactly is. I had planned it just a tad
differently in my head but this was better when I was writing it all down. As
for the souls stuff that was just a whimsical romanticism on my part, but it is
a nice thought to think there is a soulmate out there
for everyone… well except for the people who shouldn’t ever procreate. You know I had a strange dream the other night that
someone had made this story into a fan comic *chuckles a little* I doubt it
would happen but it would be interesting to see.
If
you have any questions, suggestions, anything you'd like to see in this story,
or just anything in general e-mail me at lumina_the_mutant (At) yahoo (dot)
com, PM me threw FF. net, or review any will do; you could also IM me if you
wish. My AIM screen name is Mayzenhikari. Please R&R, until next time
folks.
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