Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ A Trial of Sin ❯ I Don’t Know What You’re Going Through, But I Wish There Was Something More I Could Do to Help ( Chapter 5 )
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By: CCD 
Mustang has started to return home with his work to take care of Edward. They talk and Edward starts to show signs of declining health
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Suspense / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.19.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 477 | Status: Work In Progress
Mustang has started to return home with his work to take care of Edward. They talk and Edward starts to show signs of declining health
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Suspense / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.19.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 477 | Status: Work In Progress
A Trial of Sin
Chapter 5: I Don't Know What You're Going Through, But I Wish There Was Something More I Could Do to Help
December 23, 2005
By CCD
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Colonel Mustang sighed as he placed his uniform jacket on the back of one of his kitchen chairs and threw his gloves on the table. He had just gotten back from a briefing at work and had come home with a ton of paperwork that probably wouldn't get done until just before he left to turn them back in the next morning. The young Colonel stretched and ran a hand through his short black hair before turning to find something for his young ward and him to eat.
Edward was turning out to be not that much of a challenge to take care of. Ed had been eating everything Mustang gave him without much of a fuss. He was still a too weak to get out of bed for long periods of time due to the fact that he had starved himself off and on for 3 weeks while he was in the hospital. That was why Mustang had brought his paperwork home. The man had to take care of his stubborn ward.
Edward was turning out to be not that much of a challenge to take care of. Ed had been eating everything Mustang gave him without much of a fuss. He was still a too weak to get out of bed for long periods of time due to the fact that he had starved himself off and on for 3 weeks while he was in the hospital. That was why Mustang had brought his paperwork home. The man had to take care of his stubborn ward.
Roy sighed. He still wasn't use to the idea of taking care of the young alchemist. Over the past week, since Ed had come to live with him, Roy had to change his daily routines to involve caring for Ed. Mustang liked the challenge and as the days went by he noticed that young blond headed boy was slowly recovering and healing. The elder alchemist smiled at the thought as he finished making Ed's lunch and placed it on a tray. He quickly grabbed some juice from the fridge and placed it on the tray before taking off towards Edwards's room.
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Edward was lying down on his bed. He had been up for hours and had been reading a book before feeling lightheaded. He had put the book down and laid down hoping the feeling would pass before Colonel Mustang had returned home. He could just here the snide remarks of the elder man if he discovered the young alchemist.
Nothing had changed between the two of them and that's how Ed wanted it to stay. He would prove to the state that he could take care of himself and prove the fact that it was the transmutation that had taken Al away from him and allowed him to get his limbs back. How he hated the enemy for doing that to his little brother and how he hated himself for believing their words. He lifted up his right hand as if he was trying to touch the ceiling. He was whole again, but the price was too much for his mind to handle. He told Al that he would live for him, but living was so hard.
Nothing had changed between the two of them and that's how Ed wanted it to stay. He would prove to the state that he could take care of himself and prove the fact that it was the transmutation that had taken Al away from him and allowed him to get his limbs back. How he hated the enemy for doing that to his little brother and how he hated himself for believing their words. He lifted up his right hand as if he was trying to touch the ceiling. He was whole again, but the price was too much for his mind to handle. He told Al that he would live for him, but living was so hard.
“You're not feeling sorry for yourself again are you Fullmetal?”
He dropped his hand and made a sound of annoyance before pushing himself up so that he could see the cocky man better.
“You know you could knock before you come in here. This is my room you know. And last time I checked, I was stripped of my alchemic title.”
“Yes, but if I did knock, you wouldn't answer me and I would have to come in anyway. As far as this being your room, you're lucky to have a room to yourself,” he said before he walked to the bed with the tray of food before continuing, “As for your title, you will always be the Fullmetal Alchemist. I don't think the people would want the name of their precious hero taken over by another alchemist.”
“Bastard…” Ed muttered under his breath in frustration.
“After all I've done for you since you've gotten yourself in this mess and that's the kind of thanks I get Ed. I'm hurt.”
“You'll live without one person fawning over you.”
Ed had closed his eyes upon saying this. He was feeling lightheaded again and a bit dizzy, but he wouldn't tell the Colonel that. He heard the Colonel place the tray of food on the nightstand next to the bed like he always did.
“Is something wrong, Ed?”
Ed's eyes opened and he stared at the Colonel who had taken his usual seat at Ed's bedside.
“No, you're just being annoying. Why do you always ask me that anyway?”
“I ask because you always look like you're unhealthy and today you look exceptionally pale.”
“Like you care,” Ed said before he started to eat the food the Colonel brought him.
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Roy watched him eat hoping that the young boy would regain some color in his face. He could tell that Ed wasn't feeling good, but he knew better than to push the issue. The young alchemist would fight him to no end. Mustang couldn't help but be worried. He may be hard on Ed at times, but he still knew Ed was a child in many ways.
“Why are you staring at me?”
“No reason, I have bigger things on my mind than you.”
“Fine, then stop staring at me.”
Mustang looked away and let Ed finish his food. Despite Ed's assurances that he was fine, he wouldn't leave him until he was convinced that his stubborn ward was OK.
“Colonel, I'm not a child anymore. I will prove to the state that I can take care of myself as soon as I get better. I'm getting stronger as it is…” Ed said, before Mustang cut him off.
“Edward, what do you plan to do after you do that? I know you could always go back to Resembol, but I have a feeling you won't be satisfied there. I doubt that you'll be able to rejoin the military or the fact if you even want to after everything that's happened. You have no real goals left that I'm aware of…”
“Shut up,” Ed said, this time being the one to cut Mustang off.
Mustang sat back. The Flame Alchemist was generally concerned about the young alchemist despite the fact he hardly showed it. Since Ed had entered into his office all those years ago, determined to pass the State Alchemist exam, the flame Colonel had felt responsible for him. Roy sighed, he may feel responsible for Ed, but he was still not one of Ed's parents and therefore wouldn't get anywhere with him.
Mustang sat back. The Flame Alchemist was generally concerned about the young alchemist despite the fact he hardly showed it. Since Ed had entered into his office all those years ago, determined to pass the State Alchemist exam, the flame Colonel had felt responsible for him. Roy sighed, he may feel responsible for Ed, but he was still not one of Ed's parents and therefore wouldn't get anywhere with him.
“Edward, I know you're still frustrated and I know that it's hard. I can't even imagine what you're going through right now, but you need to reprioritize your goals before you launch yourself back into the world.”
“I KNOW THAT!”
Ed had yelled and threw the covers off his body. He slid to the edge of the bed as if looking to run.
”What are you doing Ed?”
”What are you doing Ed?”
“Getting the hell away from you!”
Ed looked around and saw that the quickest way to get away from his guardian was the bathroom. His dizziness had returned and he knew he was going to have to get to the bathroom quickly. He began walking quickly. When he was halfway there he stopped. The weak teen was so dizzy that he couldn't see strait and soon his body started to fall to the floor.”
Mustang watched in some amusement as the teen struggled with walking to the bathroom. His amusement was short lived as he saw Ed stop and then fall. The Flame Colonel jumped up and caught him before he could hit the floor.
Mustang watched in some amusement as the teen struggled with walking to the bathroom. His amusement was short lived as he saw Ed stop and then fall. The Flame Colonel jumped up and caught him before he could hit the floor.
Roy gently lifted the boy and placed him on the bed. He felt his forehead and knew immediately that Edward had a fever. Frowning, he grabbed a cloth that was in a bowl on the bedside table. It was there in case Ed had started running one of his fevers, which were even more frequent now despite Ed's improving health.
I'm sorry Ed, I wish there was something more I can do.