Winry, that little bitch! I ducked, but the wrench still hit my head. I rubbed my poor head and glared up at her, grinning as wide as ever. Ed and Al watched as I clapped my hands together and did a sliding motion. A crackle of electricity sounded, and suddently, I blasted a lightling bolt at Winry. I didn't intend to hit Winry, just hit the metal chair set up next to her. Wide eyes stared at me and I waved at them.
"What's for dinner?" I whispered to myself and walked inside the wooden house, the other's eyes still kept on me.
"She didn't see.. that.. thing did see...?" Ed whispered, not with worry, but with wonder. My sharp ears caught his words, even if I was at least 10 feet away.
"Idiot!" I snapped, still walking toward the kitchen. I hated Ed with a burning passion. I guess that's why I'm always hated by him too. We never gotten along, we always fought for something, let it be a coin or just plain bitching and whining, we will fight. And fight we will.
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I grabbed Ed's braid and pulled him back from the general direction he was headed, which was to the train station. He wasn't going to leave without my fist in his face. I looked into his eyes, burning with loathing.
"What!?" he snapped as he tried forcing my hand off his hair. What I wanted was a fight. I wanted to show him who was boss.
"Fare! Please let go of brother!" Al pleaded. I sent him a dagger and with my auto mail arm, I gave Ed a slap on the back.
"You little..." Ed screamed at me as I dodged a punch from him. I punched and shocked him a few times, though he had kicked and hit me twice as much. I chose speed over power. I knew I was going to lose to Ed now, but I still had hope.
"Pipsqueak~" I screamed with joy as he tried grabbing me, Al watching from a distance. We were driving him nuts. The farmers in the distance watched as we dodged, kicked, punched, and basically had a cat fight with each other.
"Brother! Fare!"
I felt a rush go through me. I liked this.
Suddently, Ed stopped and I came to a halt, still wanting to give him the smack in the face he deserved.
"Fuck!" I panted as I sat down on the hard ground. My poor ass... Ed sent me a look of total hate and loathe as he turned his back on me. He knew I wouldn't give up till I was dead. He knew me like that. Ed must've grown up, he knew how to control himself more.
"Ed," I screamed in his direction as I noticed his back was turned on me and he was walking away, "good luck, and I wish you good luck!" My last words were laced with worry, love, and false hatred. I secerted didn't want him to die, but I still hated him.
Al waved as he chased after his brother. Shouldn't it be the other way around? Younger brother should have been Ed...
I felt my eyes sting with tears. Al's face when he was 10. Before the time he.. lost his body. I remembered his eyes. How I loved them. How I loved him. But I was still willing to bring Yevn and Mother back.
