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There was a thud when he landed, and a hand raised to rub his head as he picked himself up off the ground. What happened? Where was he? Gold eyes looked about the place and it looked so different from Munich.  Everything looked so much more vibrant. So much livelier... so ...familiar. 

A sharp intake of air and the elder of the Elric Brothers slammed his hands together and then to the ground and sure enough there were sparks of blue that danced through the air and a small bird figure appeared transmuted from the ground. 

It worked.

His Alchemy.

It worked.

That meant he was home...he was in Amestris....but then....

His head whipped around quickly, eyes scanning the area looking desperately for the sight of his brother. He wasn’t here... His chest started to rise faster as his breath hitched in his throat. Where was he? Did he get left on the other side? By Himself? 

No. He couldn’t leave Alphonse alone again. He wouldn’t do it...he couldn’t do it. They’d been apart for so long and he couldn’t handle another second of being separated from his sibling. The blond pulled himself to his feet in a fuss, heart thudding in his chest; ringing in his ears. 

“AL!” He bellowed his brother’s name in as the panic sat in. If he got pulled through, surely his brother did too? Maybe something triggered within the gate and it pulled anyone through that didn’t belong in that world. Maybe it was trying to reset the balance of the universes... he couldn’t explain it but he did know that his brother wasn’t responding to him, so he cupped his hands around his mouth and screamed again. 

“ALPHONSE ANSWER ME!” 

Nothing. 

Oh this wasn’t good. 

This wasn’t good at all - in fact it was plainly terrifying. He didn’t know why he’d been pulled again and with no sight or sound from his brother he feared the worst. Al coming to the other side  of the gate with him, reversed the toll he’d paid for Al’s life. Did that make the transmutation back-fired?  Was it a recoil? Did he fail? 

Did they really not cheat death?

“ALPHONSE SAY SOMETHING PLEASE!!!” 

Oh he couldn’t do this. He couldn’t handle not knowing if Alphonse was safe or not. He couldn’t go home to Winry only to tell her, he didn’t know why he was here but he couldn’t find his brother. it was enough to break him. 

Turning around completely at the sound of a footstep, he spun on his heel praying to see his brother but was met with the sight of cold amethyst eyes he could remember gazing into whenever he found himself edging closer to death.  It was almost a sick joke how his body reminded him instantly of the physical punishment it’d suffered because of the person - could he even call him that? - before him. 

“Wrath...How unpleasant it is to see you.”

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It’d been some time since he’d seen her. It’d been some time since the uprising and the complete destruction of Lior.  They’d saved the people at least but now he had to worry about the bastards in the Military coming after him and this complicated situation with his brother. 

They’d found what they wanted....Found what they had spent nearly their whole lives searching for... in the least pleasant of ways to do so. 

He was a fugitive. State Alchemist certified, but wanted by the military none the less. Who knew what they would do to Alphonse if he let them get their hands on him....let alone what they would do to him....

He really didn’t care about what they would do to him at this point. Alphonse was all that mattered. 

The military didn’t need to get their hands on a Philosopher's Stone - even more so if that stone was attached to his younger brother’s soul. 

The door creaked loudly as he pulled it closed. Luckily, he’d gotten Alphonse back to Risembool and he could rest easy knowing that his sibling was in good hands for now. Now he needed for information. He needed to find out as much about Dante as he could - there was something twisting in the pit of his stomach that told him; she wasn’t actually dead. 

It was the dead of night when he’d gotten off the train, creeping around Central without being seen was more difficult than he assumed it’d be with the increase in the presence of the MPs. So he’d crept into an abandoned building back in the warehouse district in the hopes of being able to lay low for the night... but that damnable door was enough to give him away. 

He cringed at the sound of it creaking. Turning back to face the darkness of the building, he swore he saw something move behind him. 

Shit. 

Was someone there? Was it one of those damn Homoculus? He wasn’t ready for a fight. 

“Is - Is someone there? I can defend myself; don’t think I’ll go down easy...”

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He didn’t fight to hold on to the other as his brother pulled back and he stayed quiet and listened. There was some real torment there and it sounded like he needed to get this out - and Edward understood that need in a special kind of way now that he was an adult, now that he’d lived in a place that forced him to grow up a little. 

But it still hurt. It tore his heart in two to know his brother felt that way about everything that happened. It hurt to know that he was eating himself for such things when it was out of his control.  He sat down, sinking to the couch next to his sibling, leaning forward with both of his elbows on his legs, fingers folded together. 

“Alphonse.” His voice was even in tone, serious more so than it usually was. Gold eyes looked forward towards seemingly nothing as he sat there for a moment, before his expression shifted into a somber smile and those same gold eyes dropped to the floor. 

“I know you don’t want to hear this, but it needs to be said.” There’s a sharp intake of air, as his shifted his weight and his hair falls over his shoulder. “I know you feel horrible about the things that happened, and it must have been hard to watch me die. I’m sorry I made you go through that, but if dying meant I could keep you safe, I would die a thousand deaths just to make it possible.” 

He pulls the gloves from his hand and flexes the fingers of his automail for a moment, reflecting on all he’d paid for it and why he had it. His brother...he was carrying this weight and he needed to do whatever he could now to help him. 

“Alphonse, I love you. With everything I am, I love you. I will tell you every day till the day I die if that’s what it takes to get it through your head. I don’t care about the things we’ve done because we’ve both done our fair share of stupid shit. We were teenagers, desperate teenagers chasing a dream and we were willing to do whatever it took to get it. There’s no coming back in this world. Once we die, that’s it. We need to focus on whatever we can do to make our lives now and what we can do for the people around us.”

He sighs, his chest rising and falling with the breath. 

“I want you by my side. I want you here with me. I want to learn with you, and grow with you, and experience life with you. Let me travel with you and explore this with you. There’s so much we don’t know about this world and there’s no going back to the lives we had. I get it, it was hard and everything that happened hurt. It still hurts. Even now it still hurts to know that I failed you to the point that you had to give your life for me. That’s my job, my responsibility, I’m the oldest, it’s my job to protect you.” 

He pauses, shifts and rests his hand on his brother’s knee, giving him a soft smile. 

“But Alphonse, I’m old enough now that I understand that I need you here to protect me too. I need you to protect me Alphonse. I need you to be there for me when I can’t function and take it anymore. I’m missing two limbs, Al. I can’t function in this world the same way I could before. I need you here to help take care of me, and I’ll in turn take care of you. Can I count on you to do that for me?” 

He finished his question, holding his arms apart ready to take his brother in for a second embrace should he want one. 

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03 Ed, out of everyone you’ve met in your life, who is the one you’ve detested the most?

“There’s a long list of assholes who’s asses I need to kick but I mean, I guess I have a pretty negative opinion of that bastard Envy. It’s like there’s this pain in my chest that won’t let me forgive him for all the bullshit he’s done. Like Dante aside, Hohenheim aside, and all the other idiots we had to deal with. Just knowing that Envy did what he did really because he just wanted to watch the world burn and some grudge that dates all the back to our bastard of a father - that’s no reason to do what he did. 

I mean, my whole body aches just thinking about him. “

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03 Ed, what was the happiest moment in your life?

“I want to say something predictable like ‘the day my brother was born’ but I’d be a liar since I was such a jerk to him in the beginning. So really I had a lot of great times over the years and a lot of hard times over the years. But the day I saw Alphonse again...The day I got to go home...that was enough for me. It was a complicated messy day, but I got to see Winry and she gave me a new arm and leg. 

I got to see the General and that gave me peace of mind that he was okay. It gave me peace of mind that after everything that happened, everything turned out for the best. I was ready to give it all up for the sake of the other world and live in that loneliness again but out pops Alphonse from that armor and my little brother is there. 

It took a few days to truly process my emotions, and looking back on it and knowing how much I need him, I’m forever thankful that he did what he did. My brother threw away everything for me, just so we could live together again and I don’t know if I’ll ever truly be able to repay that debt to him. 

He’s here now, he’s here to help me with simply things. It’s so much easier to have someone help me with my arm and leg, to have someone help me around. I was never truly comfortable with Alfons helping me with those things because I didn’t want him to worry about him but Al, he spent years with me - he’s my brother so it’s different. 

The day we crossed over will always settle in my mind as a special place. I didn’t have to be alone anymore.” 

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Ed what does it feel like to die?

“T-That’s a bit difficult to answer. Why would you ask that anyways? I  mean while it’s true that I have died, I don’t exactly remember a lot of it so forgive me if this is vague.  I mean I can remember fighting Envy, and I can remember Alphonse screaming my name. Rose was there too and she was also screaming for me. I can remember the feeling of Envy’s arm tearing through my chest but a lot of it’s blank.  

I remember feeling a mass amount of pain all at once and then instantly nothing seconds later. I can remember my arm and leg going limp on me, but I assume that’s because the signals in my brain that ran them died instantly from the blow. He dropped me on the floor and I bled out. I remember staring at the ceiling and thinking ‘Is this it?’ but I didn’t really have time to ponder my life or reflect on things. The nature of the wound took me in the matter of a minute or so. 

Everything just went black. Alphonse and Rose were screaming and then I couldn’t hear anything more. Everything became really muffled and my vision blurred out and I don’t remember anything after that.” 

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“Brother....I’m a murderer. Not only did I let those creeps into Amestris to reek havoc, but by coming back to Germany, I probably guaranteed Alfons death too. Just like you had to replace the Edward of this world, I had to replace your new Al. How can you even stand to look at me?”

Mismatched hands came down on his brother’s shoulders. He could see the fear in the younger’s eyes and instead he only offered his sibling the brightest smile he could muster. He was so scared and honestly Edward was too. He knew a little more than the other what waited for them in his alchemyl-ess world but it was a whole new experience for Alphonse. 

It was true, Alfons was gone now, but he didn’t want his brother to blame himself for the other’s death. It’d taken him sometime to come to terms with the death of the other Edward and how it hadn’t been his fault; it hadn’t been his doing that his reflection died. 

No. 

Living in this world for the few years that he had, he’d come to learn of it’s problems and how war had ravaged it’s lands. Many countries tied up in a twisted mess of hatred. 

“Alphonse.” His voice was soft but firm, pausing a moment before he spoke again, but Edward just found himself getting lost in those wide eyes and he reflected on how much he’d missed them. They walked away from it. They walked away as whole as they could be.  

Even if he was still stuck with missing two of his limbs, being able to look his brother in his eyes and to see the emotions on his face. It was worth a thousand lifetimes. 

“Alphonse, you are not a murderer. You didn’t damn Alfons to death, and you didn’t know what was going to happen when you opened the gate. You just wanted to bring me home. There is nothing wrong with that.” 

He was silent again for a moment, a reflective expression painting it’s self on his features, but soon, fingers dug in to bring the younger’s body closer, Edward guiding his brother’s head to rest on his shoulder. They needed this. They both needed this. 

How long had it been since he had the luxury of being able to hug his precious baby brother? 

“Alphonse I love you.” 

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He wanted it. He wanted it so bad he could taste it. He’d throw his life away if that’s what it took. Anything. Absolutely anything for Alphonse.  He’d throw his life away in a second, he wouldn’t even think about the consequences.  Al deserved the world and more after all the hell he’d put him through, 

He’d ruined their lives. He’d thrown away everything in the name of bring their mother back. He’d pulled them into God’s domain and dropped a punishment down on his brother that he didn’t deserve. It should have been him. It should have been him who died that day. It should have been him who crumbled to nothing when they dared to do the impossible. 

He couldn’t look at her. He twitched in his seat and fidgeted with his hands. It’d been years and all they ever found was roadblocks and pain. Nothing was ever getting better and time was ticking by ever faster without them getting any closer. 

What a horrible older brother he was.... 

But soon enough a hand came down on his own, gentle to the touch. Violet looked back at him, shining with understanding. She didn’t need to speak. She didn’t need to say a word for Edward to catch the meaning behind her expression. 

“But I...” He sounded in protest.  Again, she didn’t say a word but held a finger to his lips to silence him mid-sentence.  “But it’s been years Rose. Al doesn’t deserve to live like this, and I’m sure if I just used my own body....” 

“Patience.” 

Gold eyes dropped, frustrated with himself and the situation all the same. 

“What would Al want Ed?”

His shoulders slumped in defeat. He was so frustrated. He was at his wit’s end and hanging from the end of his rope. Yes some how she seemed to know that. Seemed to be able to see right through him and read his every thought.  A sigh left him, as an automail hand stopped twitching and came to wrap around her own. 

“His brother.”