Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ All Sinners ❯ Al's Jealousy ( Chapter 3 )

TITLE: ALL SINNERS : Al's Jealousy

AUTHOR: Cherrymelle

FANDOM: Fullmetal Alchemist

PAIRING: AlxEd, AlxWinry, EdxRoy, EdxLing

RATING: PG-13

GENRE: Vignettes various genres

WARNING: Yaoi, angst

DISCLAIMER : Full Metal Alchemist and its characters aren't mine, but the following fic is mine. Anyway, that's not like I was making money out of either of them.

SUMMARY: A not so innocent Al... He is so petty...

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Pride

 

“The Hoenheim of Light is your father, isn't he?”

 

Every fellow alchemist asked when hearing their name.

 

“Father earned quite the reputation in his time.”

 

 

“You are Fulmetal's brother, aren't you?”

 

Since Edward became the younger state alchemist ever, that was the new tune when Alphonse met someone.

 

“Nii-san is a genius, even more so than Father.”

 

 

The men of his family were truly something else. Alphonse couldn't help but be in awe. He was a part of that, one of them. The thought alone was humbling...

 

“Yes, amongst the famous Elrics, I am the freak in armor.”

 

That stung.

 

 

Lust

 

By anyone standards, hitting puberty while trapped in the armor had been quite odd. There had been little of the awkwardness people kept warning his brother about. No embarrassing body reactions. No morning erection. No wet dreams. No mess on the sheets.

 

But there had been a craving. A desperate need to touch his brother. He hadn't thought the two were related. Of course he wanted to touch his Nii-san. That was because when he could, would be the day he was back to normal. Yet, that didn't explain why, once restored, he couldn't ever get enough of touching Ed.

 

 

Envy

 

Ed had always loathed Hoenheim and belitled him every chance he got. He still followed in his footsteps and used his researches to base his theories upon.

 

Ed hated Roy Mustang and went to impossible lengths to aggravate him. Yet, he willingly became his dog and did his every whim.

 

Ed despised Ling and fought with him on most pointless matters. But he had just accepted to follow him all the way to Xing.

 

Alphonse was beginning to see a pattern here.

 

Was it really foolish to dream of the day when his brother would insult or even punch him?

 

 

Wrath

 

An angry Ed would be loudly raving, an angry Al quietely schemed. The difference between the two brothers was truly astonishing. People who didn't know them well thought that Edward was the fearful one. Oh weren't they wrong... Ed was all bark and no bite. Alphonse could bite quite hard and always went for the throat.

 

Not a day after learning that Ed had been sleeping with Mustang, Al proposed to Winry. From this day on, Nii-san would only be second best in the hearts of his two most important people. That would take quite a chunk of his ego.

 

 

Gluttony

 

Once upon a time, Alphonse had shown restraint in mostly everything he did. That came with growing up in the vicinity of Edward Elric. Never, he dared hope for the last portion of pie. He always bathed with tepid water once Nii-san had washed his hair. He usually grabbed their mother's hand when Ed crawled in her lap.

 

These days, Winry often teased him for his formidable appetite, for the eons he spent in the shower or for the way he held her too tight. She thought he was making up for his years in the armor. Alphonse knew better.

 

 

Sloth

 

Knock Knock

 

“Winry could you get the door?”

 

Silence...

 

He should probably go, but the door was so far away. That had been so much easier when he had a bulky armor which moved with a bare thought. Movement involving actual muscles was so tiresome.

 

The knocks were getting insistent.

 

It might be someone important but it was so hard to walk. That asked for a great coordination and much misspent exertion. No matter the impatience of his visitor, running was clearly out of the question.

 

He didn't feel socialite today. He wasn't feeling like doing much since Nii-san departure.

 

 

Greed

 

The kitty was nice really. It had lifted his spirits. That was a great birthday present. It seemed that Winry knew him better than he thought.

 

He would spent hours with the little thing, cooing at its antics. So much energy, like another kitten he used to play with. It was so trusting, relying on him for everything. He always felt a rush when the golden eyes followed him around with adoration. It was his, completely and utterly his. It would never know another Master.

 

Pity that people couldn't be owned as well, Ed would have made a marvelous pet.