I Can Hear a Bell Ring | By : Alima8314 Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1731 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I Can Hear a Bell Ring
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Disclaimer (applies to all chapters): I don’t own Fullmetal Alchemist, nor am I affiliated with the copyright owners of Fullmetal Alchemist. Fullmetal Alchemist’s story and characters are copyrighted to Hiromu Arakawa and the various companies who produced the series.
Synopsis: Edward told him ‘yes’ once, but ‘yes’ once does not mean ‘yes’ forever... Ed/Roy. Yaoi. Shota. Rape(not explicit!) Journal style. Strong sexual content. Rated M/MA for theme and language.
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Warning: Rape(not explicit!). Shota. Male/Male sexual situations. If you don’t like it, then don’t read it. You have been warned. Rated M/MA for theme and language.
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A/N: MAJOR OOC warning. MAJOR AU warning.
I don’t like this story, and I kept getting nauseous as I wrote it. (It practically wrote itself)
I’m just glad they’re fictional characters.
I made Mustang meaner than he really is, and I think I made Edward a little more whiny and way more passive than he is. But this is an alternate universe story, so I guess some changes are to be expected, right?
This story DOES NOT take place in neither the manga nor the anime. It just takes place.
I was at work (I work at a call center) and I was bored waiting for calls, so I started writing. Before I knew it, eight hours had passed, and I had this. I don’t think I’ll write another fic this ‘bad’ again. I’m actually a HUGE fan of the Ed/Roy pairing.
Please, R&R! Flames welcome. Just remember that I’ve already warned you.
I’m running through the hallway, looking for the exit. Twisting left and right, all I see are doors. These doors lead to memories that hurt.
Voices cut through my mind like razors, repeating: “Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return... That is alchemy’s first law of equivalent exchange...”
Al loves kittens. There’s a dead kitten on the floor. It has Mom’s face. I start laughing. Teacher asks me why. “Sometimes laughing is the only way I can open my mouth without screaming,” I respond.
Al is the most important thing in my life. He’s standing in front of me, but no matter how fast I walk, he keeps getting farther away.
‘Find that which is important and with both hands, grasp it tightly,’ the wind whispers in my ear.
How can I? I only have one hand!
“No Way Out,” the colonel’s laughter follows me down the hallway.
I run, going nowhere.
The colonel catches up to me. He’s holding a baby in his arms. It’s Al!
I clap my hands and transmute my automail arm into a blade. Then I shove my arm through the colonel’s chest over and over. “That’s my brother, damn it! Give him back! You can’t take him away! He’s my only brother! He’s the only family I have left! HE’S ALL I HAVE LEFT TO LIVE FOR!”
Al and I are on Yock Island. Teacher has just shown up. “Take Us Home!” We scream.
And she does.
“Do you have the courage to face the truth?” a voice asks.
I nod, tears streaming down my face, “Yes.”
I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain. A song floats through the air as I run.
Someone asks me if there is a god. “I don’t believe in God, but I do believe in death. I’ve never seen God, but I have seen plenty of death,” my answer echoes back to me.
Al hugs me, “It’s okay to believe. I still do.”
In another room, I’m yelling at the colonel in his office: “So you’re telling me you know everything I do, right? Great! I’m real glad we had this talk!”
The look on his face says ‘I can’t hear you...’
The scene changes and I see the colonel mocking one of his subordinates: “A man should be able to manage both his career and his love life.”
The colonel takes me by the hand and leads to me to his room. I didn’t mean to do it, but there’s no escaping it...
“You keep coming back...” he kisses me.
I’m crying. “And whose fault do you think that is?” I see myself looking at the colonel with hopeful eyes. “I love like a puppy,” I whisper.
“I love dogs!” the colonel cries out, pulling me into an embrace.
Another room. I see Al’s armor wearing a sign that reads: I have gone to find myself. If I get back before I return, please keep me here.
I’m standing in the center of the hallway, holding my head in my hands. “I never asked for this damn body!” I scream, but it’s not my voice coming from my mouth. It’s Al’s.
There’s a window in the hallway. A window? I stop running long enough to look out. I see my mother’s grave. Al and I are standing in front of it. “Some people only have one another, but we’ve got us. We are one. We are each other’s worlds. For longer than forever, we are a part of each other.”
To my left is another room. I hear a woman’s voice asking why Al is allowed to accompany me into restricted areas, even though Al is not a State Alchemist.
“Sometimes they are ‘Ed.’” I hear the colonel speaking. “Sometimes they are ‘Al.’ But they are always ‘Elric.’” I look in. It’s the colonel talking to Lieutenant Hawkeye. “You can’t have one without the other. They’re like a binary star system - two suns orbiting each other. They are the centers of each other’s universes.”
In the last room, Teacher’s sitting on a bed made with bloodstained sheets. I know this memory from my apprenticeship well. She is talking to Mr. Curtis: “I know I will never replace her, and I never want to replace her, but I think of those boys as my sons. Someday, I hope they can come to think of me as a mom. Bringing those boys into my life must be God’s way of forgiving my sin. Ask for naught but what you are willing to give.”
And all throughout my dream,
I... Can... Hear... A... Bell... Ring...
A/N (con’t): I'm not sure if they know about "binary star systems" in Amestris, but it was a good line, and I feel it is a great way to describe the Elric boys.
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