Jan. 1st, 2005

mikkeneko: (brothers)
お正月おめでとう. happy new year!




He hadn't thought it would be easy; that as soon as he passed the State Alchemist test, all the answers would drop into his lap. Intellectually, he'd known that was just the first step on a long journey.

But it was hard for his eleven-year-old self to foresee the long and difficult road ahead. Hard for his twelve-year-old self to accept that not even his silver watch could buy him the one thing he wanted. Hard for his thirteen-year-old self to suppress the indignant rage that they'd been searching for two years and were no closer than when they'd started. A year was a long time to a child; each new one brought back the dark disappointment, and grief, and fear.

Now his fourteen-year-old self turns to his brother, crowded into the lower bunk in the bleak dorm room; patient, forgiving, trusting. He kneels at his brother's feet and lays his head on his crossed arms on his brother's knee, and feels a leather glove in his hair.

"This year, Al," he whispers. "This year, I swear it."

~fin

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