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First attempt at FMA (and, by association, Al). Just randomly came to me as I was reading some other fanfiction and it’s not a style I use often so I hope the product ain’t too shabby.
nkfloofiepoof, I'll get to yours once I look something up as reference. And hopefully make it work out :P
Title: Intertwined: Chisame (Bloody Rain)
Fandom: Full Metal Alchemist
Rating: PG, just in case
Word Count: 253
Characters: Alphonse
Summary: Al thinks about what he’s missed. And what he’s done.
Alphonse didn’t like snow because it was like thick rain. Cold, wet and spilling into places they shouldn’t be.
~cold and wet and everyone is in a hurry and doesn’t notice those less fortunate~
His body is cold normally because metal doesn’t retain heat. That’s why he’s careful in the snow and doesn’t touch niisan.
~less fortunate with no place to get out of the rain~
Watching Ed shiver at his touch makes Al feel colder.
~pitiful, limping in the rain~
Those times Al strains to remember what the cold felt like. Or the taste of candy. Or niisan and Winry tugging at his arms to play.
~lost and alone~
Or the touch of fur under his fingers.
~allowing the heatless touch because at least is was kindness~
At first Al had problems controlling his body because he couldn’t feel. It took years of practice to gauge how tightly he held something and still he occasionally misjudged.
~tainted fur washed with rain and blood and he couldn’t seem to stop those hands~
Niisan hated it whenever Al picked up a stray cat in the rain.
~the wail of pain drowned by the wails of hysteria and he couldn’t cry and that hurt even more~
But to Al it was more of atonement.
~niisan tried to stop him but there was nothing left, splattered in his arms and it felt like another part of him died~
He was too kind to do anything else.
~and it was just too painful~
Alphonse hated the rain.
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Title: Intertwined: Chisame (Bloody Rain)
Fandom: Full Metal Alchemist
Rating: PG, just in case
Word Count: 253
Characters: Alphonse
Summary: Al thinks about what he’s missed. And what he’s done.
Alphonse didn’t like snow because it was like thick rain. Cold, wet and spilling into places they shouldn’t be.
~cold and wet and everyone is in a hurry and doesn’t notice those less fortunate~
His body is cold normally because metal doesn’t retain heat. That’s why he’s careful in the snow and doesn’t touch niisan.
~less fortunate with no place to get out of the rain~
Watching Ed shiver at his touch makes Al feel colder.
~pitiful, limping in the rain~
Those times Al strains to remember what the cold felt like. Or the taste of candy. Or niisan and Winry tugging at his arms to play.
~lost and alone~
Or the touch of fur under his fingers.
~allowing the heatless touch because at least is was kindness~
At first Al had problems controlling his body because he couldn’t feel. It took years of practice to gauge how tightly he held something and still he occasionally misjudged.
~tainted fur washed with rain and blood and he couldn’t seem to stop those hands~
Niisan hated it whenever Al picked up a stray cat in the rain.
~the wail of pain drowned by the wails of hysteria and he couldn’t cry and that hurt even more~
But to Al it was more of atonement.
~niisan tried to stop him but there was nothing left, splattered in his arms and it felt like another part of him died~
He was too kind to do anything else.
~and it was just too painful~
Alphonse hated the rain.
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Date: 2004-08-06 06:33 pm (UTC)And I don't even watch FMA.
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Date: 2004-08-27 02:45 pm (UTC)