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FMA fic. Elricest, Untitled
300 words
end of series spoilers
PG-13
Elricest; Armour!Al
warnings: angst.
by Lily



When Envy impaled Brother on his arm, I was lying in the midst of a giant array, at first unable to move due to shock. I kept expecting Brother to say something foul, to stand up -- but he didn’t. My first thought was for Brother’s safety -- but that was before I felt the tingling in my fingertips. Gradually, the feeling spread throughout my body, and I realised -- I could feel. I closed my fist, and sure enough, I felt the sensation of leather against my palm. I reached up to touch my face, and I felt hard steel, the sharp ridge of the chin of my helmet.

I glared at Dante and watched as she made some motion with her hand, and then Envy abruptly disappeared. Finally, I managed to make my legs move, relishing the feel of my feet as I walked over to Brother. He was very still, framed by bright red blood, his eyes a vacant, dull gold. I’d longed to feel his skin for so long -- so perhaps I can be forgiven for pressing my palm to his cheek, astonished by how soft he was; how warm, even though it was rapidly being leeched away by death.

Perhaps I can be forgiven for kneeling beside him and touching my helmet -- where my mouth should be -- to his lips. They were rough and cold. I raised my head. I could feel Brother’s skin; but I still had no body, and I didn’t know why I could feel now, after Brother had died.

So I pressed my helmet to his lips again, imagining that this is what a kiss could feel like, and began to draw an array. Clapping my hands to the circle, I activated the Philosopher’s Stone. Maybe, someday, I’d get to kiss him for real.