Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Faithful ❯ Resentment ( Chapter 4 )
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Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.08.2006 | Updated On: 03.08.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 186 | Status: Work In Progress
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Chapter 4 - Resentment.
The papers were everywhere, on the floor, on his desk, all over the bed, hell.. there were even some in his closet. Years worth of alchemic investigation laid sprawled in his bedroom, everything he had learned in the past nine years living on this side of the gate was translated into alchemy. Edward Elric sat alone on his bed rereading his old writings, he was determined to find the flaw in his previous hypotheses, there had to be a way to reach the gate from this side other than death. His eyes stopped at one particular sheet of paper near him, the rocket theory, his first attempt to go home. As he looked at it he remembered the first time he saw Alphonse Heindrick, he almost fell from the chair he was sitting, though the other man was oblivious, for Ed looking at him was like staring at his own brother, the one he hadn’t seen in a long time, the memory made him smile slightly.
"It's good to see you so excited, care to tell me why the smile" came the gentle voice of Hohenheim Elric, he had been standing in the doorway for quite a while.
"You know," Ed putted his pencil behind his ear, "if I had known even half of this back then, I could have done so much more with my alchemy. Concepts of acceleration, gravity, air displacement… everything that keeps an airplane in the air and will make this rocket go up."
"In some ways they are ahead of us, alchemy made life for people in Amestris easier" he answered, his son had yet again avoided one of his questions.
He watched him frown in concentration trying to find the loop hole of his theories, his presence no longer bothering him. He knew Edward wouldn't find a miraculous way home but seeing him like that was enough. For the past 9 years was a silent witness of his son's misery, he saw how the fire in his eyes diminished until there was practically nothing left of the boy he found in a hospital bed without an arm and a leg. Even then he challenged and insult him, not that it was a good thing but it was better than the resigned state he was up until two months ago.
He smiled briefly and put a hand on Edward's shoulder, "You should wear your glasses or you'll have a headache later"
"Sure" the young alchemist reached for said glasses and put them on without looking away from his notepad.
As quietly as he arrived, Hohenheim left the room, after all there was still some planning to do, the sudden disappearance of a professor of the University of Munich and his son was not an easy task to accomplish.
Amestris - Present time.
´I swear that Mustang did this on purpose, he did this just to mess with me´. Her desk was full of unfinished reports and papers she needed to sign, Sienna hit her head on the desk repeatedly, she was gonna be stuck in there for hours.
“I curse the day I met you Roy Mustang and I curse myself even more for listening to you" she said out loud without knowing she had company.
“He was not lenient with you this time” she heard a male voice talking from somewhere beyond the huge pile of papers that covered her view, it had been some time but she recognised it immediately.
“Alphonse, I see the word of my visit spread quickly” her intention had been to avoid this encounter but thanks to General Painintheass, he had found her.
“You know how it is, your fan club get so excited when you come”
“Don’t even mention that, I’m tired of them staring whenever I step out of the office” She set the papers aside and stood from her chair, Alphonse was still standing in the doorway. The last time she set foot in Central was a little over two year ago, the boy he had left there was now a young man, a good looking one at that.
“You know,” Sienna leaned on the desk looking straight at him “you look more like your brother now than last time I saw you”
By the way the young man avoided her eyes she could tell that the similarity with sibling was something that still bothered him.
“I didn’t come here to talk about him; I have enough of the topic every time I go to Winry’s” he answered, his voice full of emotion. Talking about Edward always made him feel hurt.
“I understand, so what is it that you want?” she asked, knowing full well the reason of his visit.
“Dante” the dreaded name fell of his lips as a curse.
“Nothing new” the answer she had been giving him for the last 5 years.
He stared at Sienna for what it felt like hours she seemed lost in though, suddenly her demeanour changed.
“I’m taking some time off” she walked to the window, her voice was calm but it sounded so tired.
“Why?!” he exclaimed.
“Because…” she wasn’t sure how to put it.
“Why dammit!!!” he urged her.
“I can’t do this anymore” she simply said.
“You’re giving up?” he walked up to the woman that had been his last shred of hope. She was unaware of his approach, her focus the sunny streets of Central City. “Look at me!” he screamed grabbing her shoulders and forcing her to face him.
To say she was shocked was an understatement, the usually calmed and gentle Al was replaced by a desperate man that looked at her pleadingly.
“I’m sick of this, running from side to side of the country following rumors, the never ending game of cat and mouse, accept it, I won’t find her unless she want’s me to” her tone escalating until she was yelling at him, letting all her frustration out.
“So this is it” he said letting her free from his grasp and turning to leave, “You gave up”
Hearing his words angered her, how dare him after all the help she offered him, “Face it Alphonse, you gave up way before I did”
He closed the door behind him, not even giving her a second glance. She was right, he knew it but he couldn’t accept it. The missing memories, the constant comparison with him and the feeling of abandonment… sometimes he wished that Edward never returns.
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Chapter 4 - Resentment.
The papers were everywhere, on the floor, on his desk, all over the bed, hell.. there were even some in his closet. Years worth of alchemic investigation laid sprawled in his bedroom, everything he had learned in the past nine years living on this side of the gate was translated into alchemy. Edward Elric sat alone on his bed rereading his old writings, he was determined to find the flaw in his previous hypotheses, there had to be a way to reach the gate from this side other than death. His eyes stopped at one particular sheet of paper near him, the rocket theory, his first attempt to go home. As he looked at it he remembered the first time he saw Alphonse Heindrick, he almost fell from the chair he was sitting, though the other man was oblivious, for Ed looking at him was like staring at his own brother, the one he hadn’t seen in a long time, the memory made him smile slightly.
"It's good to see you so excited, care to tell me why the smile" came the gentle voice of Hohenheim Elric, he had been standing in the doorway for quite a while.
"You know," Ed putted his pencil behind his ear, "if I had known even half of this back then, I could have done so much more with my alchemy. Concepts of acceleration, gravity, air displacement… everything that keeps an airplane in the air and will make this rocket go up."
"In some ways they are ahead of us, alchemy made life for people in Amestris easier" he answered, his son had yet again avoided one of his questions.
He watched him frown in concentration trying to find the loop hole of his theories, his presence no longer bothering him. He knew Edward wouldn't find a miraculous way home but seeing him like that was enough. For the past 9 years was a silent witness of his son's misery, he saw how the fire in his eyes diminished until there was practically nothing left of the boy he found in a hospital bed without an arm and a leg. Even then he challenged and insult him, not that it was a good thing but it was better than the resigned state he was up until two months ago.
He smiled briefly and put a hand on Edward's shoulder, "You should wear your glasses or you'll have a headache later"
"Sure" the young alchemist reached for said glasses and put them on without looking away from his notepad.
As quietly as he arrived, Hohenheim left the room, after all there was still some planning to do, the sudden disappearance of a professor of the University of Munich and his son was not an easy task to accomplish.
Amestris - Present time.
´I swear that Mustang did this on purpose, he did this just to mess with me´. Her desk was full of unfinished reports and papers she needed to sign, Sienna hit her head on the desk repeatedly, she was gonna be stuck in there for hours.
“I curse the day I met you Roy Mustang and I curse myself even more for listening to you" she said out loud without knowing she had company.
“He was not lenient with you this time” she heard a male voice talking from somewhere beyond the huge pile of papers that covered her view, it had been some time but she recognised it immediately.
“Alphonse, I see the word of my visit spread quickly” her intention had been to avoid this encounter but thanks to General Painintheass, he had found her.
“You know how it is, your fan club get so excited when you come”
“Don’t even mention that, I’m tired of them staring whenever I step out of the office” She set the papers aside and stood from her chair, Alphonse was still standing in the doorway. The last time she set foot in Central was a little over two year ago, the boy he had left there was now a young man, a good looking one at that.
“You know,” Sienna leaned on the desk looking straight at him “you look more like your brother now than last time I saw you”
By the way the young man avoided her eyes she could tell that the similarity with sibling was something that still bothered him.
“I didn’t come here to talk about him; I have enough of the topic every time I go to Winry’s” he answered, his voice full of emotion. Talking about Edward always made him feel hurt.
“I understand, so what is it that you want?” she asked, knowing full well the reason of his visit.
“Dante” the dreaded name fell of his lips as a curse.
“Nothing new” the answer she had been giving him for the last 5 years.
He stared at Sienna for what it felt like hours she seemed lost in though, suddenly her demeanour changed.
“I’m taking some time off” she walked to the window, her voice was calm but it sounded so tired.
“Why?!” he exclaimed.
“Because…” she wasn’t sure how to put it.
“Why dammit!!!” he urged her.
“I can’t do this anymore” she simply said.
“You’re giving up?” he walked up to the woman that had been his last shred of hope. She was unaware of his approach, her focus the sunny streets of Central City. “Look at me!” he screamed grabbing her shoulders and forcing her to face him.
To say she was shocked was an understatement, the usually calmed and gentle Al was replaced by a desperate man that looked at her pleadingly.
“I’m sick of this, running from side to side of the country following rumors, the never ending game of cat and mouse, accept it, I won’t find her unless she want’s me to” her tone escalating until she was yelling at him, letting all her frustration out.
“So this is it” he said letting her free from his grasp and turning to leave, “You gave up”
Hearing his words angered her, how dare him after all the help she offered him, “Face it Alphonse, you gave up way before I did”
He closed the door behind him, not even giving her a second glance. She was right, he knew it but he couldn’t accept it. The missing memories, the constant comparison with him and the feeling of abandonment… sometimes he wished that Edward never returns.
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