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Entry tags:	alhei, doujin, edhei, elricest, fanfiction

Meep! AlHei AHOY!
omgomgomg...if you people haven't read the doujin Doppelganger before, do it NOW. Please? Look: a link!
It's Elricest and EdHei, maybe AlHei if you look into it.
My god...I loved this doujin...it made me flippin' cry (though maybe my mood swings helped with that) and then write four hundred words of AlHei in five minutes.
That's what the rest of this post will be. Lots of AlHei, I guess.
Everything is unedited. Will be posted to other places (like munichamestris) when I feel like it?

Title: Untitled
Pairing: Girl!AlxHei
Rating: PG
Notes: Written for ssjkawaiitenshi who knows how long ago (on the seventh, I think)

He recalled that Edward had once remarked about she and him being similar like that – both had a tendency to drag in all sorts of cute or lost things, bringing them into their arms and their home, trying hard to nurse them, and make them safe and warm.

So if that was their nature, then it was no surprise when Alfons brought the alone Edward into his home, two years ago.

And so it was no surprise now when he welcomed the younger sister into his home, a few months previous.

But it didn't stop there…

Like a kitten he held her, and tended to her, and loved her unconditionally, and then it went much farther than that, as he realized that Al was not just a stray kitten to him, but as he realized that she truly was a gorgeous young girl, and he could never love someone more than he loved her…

Big hearts or not, they kept those special places for each other.

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Title: Narcissus
Pairing: AlxHei
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Written for my prompts on 7rainbowprompts in class last week. My teacher tried to read it over my shoulder...I wonder if anyone will catch the unoriginality XD

Alphonse Elric was a very outspoken boy, and had been for all of his life. Mostly he would disagree with people’s methods, and tell them wrong, tell them that they were not doing things the right way – that perhaps they had chosen they wrong path. In truth he wanted merely to protect the people, but many grew enraged by his constant disagreeing, and his opinions against. He never meant ill.

But so when the people complained of this, some decided it time to act. The homunculi told their leader, Dante, who detested Alphonse, and his family, for many reasons. And so Dante was the one to act, and she cursed Alphonse, depriving his freedom of speech, giving him, instead, the power of reply, and nothing more.

Alphonse, distressed by this, fled to the woods, and was not seen by his family and the other people of the village again.

Alfons Heiderich had known the boy, and vaguely wondered where he had departed to, but had been far too busy with his own problems to ask much about it, and far too preoccupied to notice the disappearance very well.

He, himself, was a beautiful male. Many were captured by the beauty of his blue eyes, entranced by the gentle figure. Many wanted him, but he wanted none of them. There was only one he could have asked for…

He shunned all of them, telling him he had no interest in any of them, or anyone, male or female, young or old. He shunned them all, though with a kind smile on his face, and so they could only keep on loving him.

Eventually he decided to escape them all.

He departed immediately for the woods.

He didn’t know exactly where he was going, or if he was searching for something, but continued to make his way through the woods, only ploughing desperately through the trees, for days on end, quickly running out of sources of food or water, and never once having shelter to keep him from the cool spring rain the showered gently over him in the evenings, casting a chill through his body.

“Hello?” he called, desperately now, to the woods. He had once fled desperately from people and their attention, but now he wanted someone with him, more than anything.

“Hello?” came a quiet voice in reply, sounding strained, perhaps the voice of one who had been crying.

Alfons’ face lit up, gleefully shouting out, now, despite his parched throat, “Where are you?”

“…are you…?”

Alfons began ploughing more desperately, now, but still he found no one, but instead he found a small spring, and his face lit up once more, as he dropped to his knees before the water. A smaller figure stood among the trees, mere meters behind.

He dipped his hands down, to catch some water in his fingers, hoping to get a drink, to soothe the searing dryness of his mouth and throat, but he then stopped short. He saw an image in the water, the glorious eyes staring at him, now.

Alphonse dared not reach forward.

Alfons could only stare at the image, for another day or two, neither of the boys moving from the place they stood.

Eventually Alfons’ body could take it no longer, and he felt himself dying, and he knew it was the end, for sure. He slumped forward, first, then agonizingly pushed himself forward, lying down on the soft grass by the pool, but he never once removed his gaze from the one it remained locked with, even as the body he watched moved. Alphonse started forward.

Alfons’ fingers slowly reached out, toward the water, a soft smile on his lips as they came to rest up on the image of the unsmiling face, “My…reflection…” he began, throat burning with effort, “Looks just like…” he coughed once, eyes drifting closed, fingers grasping the water that had formed the image he so loved, so desired. The reflection he had tried to hold moved forward.

“Alphonse…”

Alphonse stepped forward, his reflection now far from where Alfons’ fingertips had tried to grasp it, and he wrapped his arms around the still, swiftly chilling body.

“Alfons…”

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Title: Goodbye (aka AlHei in five minutes)
Pairing: AlxHei (maybe only one sided) and EdxHei. Elricest, maybe.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Written right after reading the doujin I mentioned...nearly four hundred words in, like, under five minutes. I was crying while beginning to write it, and had tears on my face for a good portion of writing it...Al's POV.

I remember dreaming about my brother’s face those two years, always. But I always knew that it wasn’t my eyes I was seeing through, that it wasn’t my eyes he was looking into with so much love.

Edward loved those eyes, definitely, and I could tell, by the dreams, that he was obsessed with them – even when I started having dreams about them making love I could tell that my brother was intently focused on those eyes.

I’d sometimes dream about their daily life, too, and I’d see Ed’s happy smiles. Sometimes the man I was seeing through the eyes of would look into a mirror, and I’d see myself – but it wasn’t me.

I felt connected to him, always, and I couldn’t deny that, one bit. Our bond was so extremely close…

When brother returned to me I knew I felt a jealousy there – I was sure I was jealous about this man – this other me – taking my brother away, but I soon realized that it was quite the opposite.

I was jealous that brother had had him.

I was jealous that I never even got to meet him.

I feel the bitter autumn wind cutting at my flesh as I sit here on the grass, staring at the grave that bears a name so similar to mine, and I see the picture below the grave, a picture of my own smiling face – but it’s obviously not me.

Brother smiles sadly and tells me that I look more like him now that I’ve cut my hair…

…I can’t bear to tell him that that was the point.

I sigh, and look up to the sky now, as brother walks away, and the breeze becomes warmer, and I could’ve sworn I heard a voice speaking to me…

I can’t help but smile then, and I feel like warm, strong arms are wrapping around me, and I bask in it, even as the tears stream down my face, curling around the edges of my smile.

I feel watched over.

Protected.

I smiled one last time as I rise to my feet, and turn around, casting a wave in the direction of the trees and the skies.

“…goodbye, Alfons.”

I'm not sure if I should put 'Goodbye' on blau_und_gold or not...Or if there are any other comms that I should get (maybe fma_yaoi...) other than the prompt and AlHei ones...