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Winter Remorse	By : Tears Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 406 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own/profit anything Fullmetal Alchemist. Blah, blah, blah.

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Rating Information � Rated �M� overall due to chapters containing explicit material later on in the story. Check each chapter for individual ratings and/or warnings.
Warnings: angst
Author�s Notes: So I wrote and posted this story sometime in '07, but I've had some things pop up here and there so this story had to take a back seat for awhile, but I'm back with more chapters!! *gasp* Teehee. Anyways...Enjoy!!
The wind crept up his cheeks and surrounded his whole being, intertwining through his layers of clothes to freeze him to the core. His body shook trying its best to maintain its sustainable temperature. Another sudden gust of wind wracked over his body freezing his exposed features. He quickly brought his gloved hands up to his face and cupped them to help shield the cold from his nose and mouth. What he would give to be in his house, next to the fire place, submerged under every blanket that he could find. As the wind died off his body tensed to the new change in temperature. He wasn�t far from home he could easily turn around and walk back, back into the comfort of heat, but he couldn�t, he was looking for something, someone in fact. His little brother had gone missing, and he would brave anything to find him.
He stopped at an intersection, before proceeding quickly across after checking to see if any cars were passing. Of course there were none, what person in their right mind would come out into the middle of this harsh winter�s night. The nights play cruel tricks on people, it�s so peaceful and beautiful because of the seemingly always present snow and the fresh untouched glaze it took against the glow of the moon and fellow street lights, but once outside it would beat you down till you didn�t even want to breathe.
His body was screaming at him to turn back before he couldn�t even if he wanted to. He tried to ignore it however, pulling his long coat tighter around himself, crossing his arms in an attempt to silence his aching body. After returning to the sidewalk he continued to trudge through the snow, he thought that it would by easy to find his brother but he never took into account just hw fast the snow was falling, before long he knew that even his own foot prints would be filled in. as the wind started to twist around him, he decided to travel through the park because of the hope the trees would reflect the harsh winds away from him. It was a good idea, but it didn�t help much, it was as if the tree themselves were scared of contact and moved to escape the wind.
He took a shaky breath of air and exhaled heavily, bringing the weighted air from the pit of his stomach. His breathing had become irregular as the thought of what his brother was going through if he was out here crossed his mind. His heart seemed to melt as guilt took over his body. He couldn�t help but think that this was his fault somehow. His thoughts were weighing him down, pulling at his mind and his body. His eyes squinted close together to try and look through the mist the snowfall was creating. It was so deathly quiet out, or was it just because his ears had gone numb. The long strands of blonde hair that fell in front of his face did nothing to shield his ears or keep them warm. His hair even seemed to be freezing, they felt like sharp little icicles as they hit his face over and over again, his long ponytail had grown heavy as it swung gently back and forth along his back. He suddenly jerked forward catching his balance when he took an unexpected drop in the sidewalk, one he couldn�t see because of the think snow. His leg muscles tightened quickly to make up for the lost ground and shot a very painful electric pulse back up his spine. He cringed quietly to himself before continuing. He soon found himself in the depths of the park, halfway to the other side. He came to the abrupt opening when he heard shaky breathing which pulled him out of his sudden trance. He turned towards the noise and there sat his younger brother on one of the many benches. His body seemed to burn now as newly found anger poured over him. He paused and took a deep breath, will as deep as he could, and exhaled his frustration. He couldn�t get mad at his brother at this very moment; he needed to get him home and giving him a reason not to, wasn�t the plan. He must�ve had a logical explanation for doing this.
After relaxing he began his slow decent towards his brother�s hunched form. How long had his brother been out here in the cold? He himself had only been outside for about twenty-five minutes and he felt like passing out of exhaustion. He was now standing a body�s length away from his brother�s peripheral. A million things were running through his head but not one he could find fit the situation. He casually unfolded his arms and slid them quickly into his coat pockets, fiddling with anything he found in there. Why was he so nervous now? Was he that scared to lose his brother again and have him hate him for the rest of his life, or was it that he was scared because he didn�t know the reasoning�s and motives behind his brother�s sudden departure. He opened his mouth to speak but his throat caught his words and wouldn�t let them escape. He stood there still for a few more seconds, feet and pant legs getting slowly soaked watching his younger brother�s torso expand and contract slowly, very rhythmically. His brother was hunched over, elbows resting lightly on his lap, fingers delicately intertwined, and his head bent forward, content at looking at his feet. Both tensed up as another gust of wind billowed around them. After it had past he sighed heavily finally catching the attention of his brother. His head raised turning slightly in his direction, eyes meeting from under heavy bangs. He looked worn out, physically and mentally drained, he looked so weighed down it was as if someone was hanging off of him pulling him to the ground. He couldn�t stand the silence between the two of them, so he finally spoke, quirking the corners of his lips into a welcoming smile.
�You had me worried there Alphonse. I�ve been looking all over for you.� He said, his words froze and hung in the air before disappearing. �You know you shouldn�t be out here, it�s dangerous.�
As silence fell between them, Al lowered his head slightly, eyes half mast before finally focusing back on his older brother. �I�m sorry, Edward.�
Ed�s breath caught in his throat once again, he was shocked at the painful tone of his brother�s voice. His voice had no joy, no life to it; it was as if someone stole his youth. Edward had never seen his brother this distraught and vulnerable. He could feel his heart breaking; every word Al spoke would chip away at it, piece by piece. The tension was growing as thick as the mist around them, both of them becoming uncomfortable.
�Um�brother,� Al began, but was cut off when he felt a rather warm gloved hand press lightly against his tender cheek. He froze and looked up to his brother, who was now bent forward in front of him.
�Al, you�re probably frozen to the core. Come on, let�s get you home and I�ll make you something warm. Sound good?� Edward ended with a worried smile not knowing what Al was thinking of doing. Al closed his eyes in thought, leaning unconsciously into Edward�s hand looking for more warmth; he opened them when he felt Edward�s hand leave his frozen body. He looked into Ed�s eyes, almost seeing the pleading he got in return. He couldn�t help but smile weakly, knowing that Edward really was worrying about him.
��alright.� Was the breathless reply Edward received from his brother as he helped his brother up off of the hard bench. It was hard for Ed to stand on his own so he could only imagine the physical strain his brother was going through right now. He placed a hand on Al�s shoulder helping him further to his feet. Al leaned into his brother as another cold rush of air and snow whipped around them. Ed couldn�t help but smile at the sight of his brother once again in his arms. �Come on. Let�s go before we both freeze to death.� Alphonse nodded in agreement and they both walked side by side back towards home.
As they walked home little was said between them. The only noises that were heard were the sharp whistling of the wind and the harsh crunching beneath their feet. Edward sighed heavily with relief when he they turned the corner and saw their house. Ed preceded his brother up the front steps. He pulled his hand from the warmth of his pocket to grab the freezing metal door knob. He twisted it and pushed rather aggressively realizing it wouldn�t open. He tried again, making rather loud noises, but to no avail, the door was locked. He delved his hands into his coat pockets, checking to see if he had brought his keys. He began to panic as his hands reached into his pant�s pockets and came out with nothing but fuzz. He hung his head, making a loud thud ring through the air, as it pressed against the thick wood in front of him. He groaned to himself. How could he have forgotten his keys, he always carried his keys.
�Brother?� Al shook on the snowy steps. He glanced over Edward�s shoulder noticing the anguish in Ed�s new posture. He frowned in despair at their current situation. �You forgot the keys, didn�t you?�
�I suppose you don�t have a set on you?� Ed asked hopefully, turning to see his brothers answer.
�No, but I thought you always had keys on you, brother,� Al stated more than questioned.
�Well, I probably would have grabbed them, if I hadn�t run out the door in a panic because of my missing brother.� Ed snapped. He didn�t mean to get riled up at Al but he was getting very frustrated at the series of events. They both stood there for a few moments shivering in the cold contemplating ways to get in when Ed spoke up.
�Al�I don�t remember locking the door when I ran out, I didn�t even make sure it shut,� he trailed off, as a sudden realization crept up on both of their features.
�You don�t think�� Alphonse began, but stopped to look up when he heard the door being unlocked. Edward gulped audibly, turning towards the door to see it open.
A tall man stood in the doorway, propped up by it. His legs and arms were crossed as he leaned heavily against the door frame. His disheveled black hair and his barely tucked shirt suggested that he had been sleeping and had been recently roused from it. His onyx eyes were pitch as they squinted through the light to glare sharply, mainly at the elder of the two brothers. If it was even possible in the temperature outside, a thin bead of sweat slid down the side of Edward�s panic stricken face. The brothers almost forgot to breathe when they saw the man enter their sights. Both of their hearts were racing at very unhealthy rates, both nervous and anxious about the next few moments. Edward turned the rest of his body fully to the door looking up to meet the man�s cold glare. Ed smiled nervously as he opened his mouth to speak.
��h-Hey there, Roy. I hope we didn�t wake you.� Roy twitched noticeably, and the boys tensed knowing what was in store for them. Ed wasn�t just now hoping, he was praying they didn�t wake him. There was nothing more frightening than dealing with this man when he just woke up.
End of Chapter One
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