It is What it Is (FMA Fanfiction)

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Story: It Is What It Is, Chapter 12.
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA

Happy thanksgiving, Everybody!

I FINALLY got the data off my computer after paying like 350 dollars for a new one and a data transfer, so I got access to the file I needed. I only had a day to come up with some actual content for the dialogue, though, So I hope this isn't too dramatic or rushed, but I swear I tried, yet I couldn't figure out any other way to get to the part that I wanted to, without just explaining what happened before it. ;=;

I hope this chapter is okay, because I truthfully feel like it's probably pretty bad. I just like writing drama-with-a-happy-ending kind of stories, so forgive me.

I'm also questioning whether I should bring Ling in eventually or not, and I'm wondering what to do with the homunculi, if I should do anything? Winry may come in in the next few chapters, or I may hold back on her a bit. Anyway, I hope y'all are enjoying this story and stick with me to the end!

Sur l'histoire ~ ( Onto the story)~

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"Al, there's something I... There's something we need to talk about."

Alphonse had always wanted Edward to open up to him, but, now, Alphonse, could only feel dread. It was somehow ironic, really, but, despite wanting to be there for Edward, he had never felt more apart and insecure. What if it was something that he couldn't help him with after all? Without his body, he had most certainly lost certain aspects of his humanity.

But even so, Alphonse refused to leave his brother's side. Even if there were certain things that he couldn't help with, he could at least listen. It was something that he'd always been good at. Besides, it was difficult to know what actions to take if he didn't know what was wrong.

They were standing in Riza's house. Mustang hadn't felt like going straight back to his office and immediately being bombarded with paperwork again, and, for once, Riza felt there was something more important and urgent to deal with right this minute, so she offered to let them go to her place, since it was closer than Mustang's to the station.

A neighbor had been looking after Black Hayate while Riza was gone, but as soon as Riza stepped in the door, the dog was by her side licking her hand. The neighbor soon left after Riza thanked her for looking after him. It was quite evident that Black Hayate was happy to see all of them, as he tried to kiss each one of them.

However, when he went over to Edward, the boy couldn't help feel uncomfortable as the dog began to sniff his non-automail arm. Alphonse noticed it, but didn't think too much at first, until Riza scolded the dog. That's when he wondered if there was something wrong with Edward's arm. Dogs had very keen noses, and Black Hayate had been trained for that kind of thing, so it couldn't be nothing. Or maybe he really was just overthinking it?

After Riza had got Black Hayate situated, she had sat down at the table, him by her side, followed by Roy and Edward. Alphonse opted to keep standing.

The table was silent for a while as Mustang and Riza waited for Edward to speak.

"Edward, isn't there something you should be telling Alphonse right now...?" Riza urged in a soft voice, but she wasn't being condescending.

"I..." Edward trailed off into silence, feeling nervous, and sick to his stomach. He could feel Mustang's eyes on him, expecting him to speak. "Can you promise me something, Al...?"

"What is it?" Alphonse asked in concern.

Edward felt like the words were caught in his throat. He let his bangs shadow his eyes. "Promise you won't hate me..."