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Who: Pride and Alphonse Elric
What: A meeting
When: Evening
Where: By the bridge that crosses over the stream.
Summary: The Bluebird wants to see Alphonse
Rating: PG 13?

Pride couldn't sleep. Not in this hot weather. The Bluebird (his other half) had been playing the dominant part within the confines. But now Pride had hold of things. "I suppose I could let you see him, sweetest." He said to himself as he looked out of the window. He grabbed a small box of cookies from off of the table and made his way out of the house. The moon was standing proud within the black night sky. It was simply beautiful to say the least. Pride made his way over to the bridge by the stream and waited for Alphonse.

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[sing-thrush.livejournal.com]

This was.. a difficult thing. Part of him didn't know what was to come of this, because he wasn't even sure what Pride had been speaking of over the journals. He knew that.. seeing Pride right now would be difficult. He was glad he had Sheena's home to go back to and not an empty one. It was a small, appreciated comfort. Deciding to agree to the meeting, though, Al headed to the bridge as directed and held his breath on arrival. His hand waved a small, meek greeting.

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He knew that this had to be hard for Alphonse, since he was also missing his own brother. But so was his other half. The bluebird was, actually and Pride couldn't help but let his defenses down and allow this visit to happen. He let his other half take over for the time being, knowing that it would make him happy, even if it was only a little.

"Hey, Al." He said. That felt so strange, greeting someone else just as casually as he had spoken those words to his own brother, the exact same way. Everything about this Alphonse reminded him of an exact copy of his own back home when he was alive. He really didn't know what to say at first. He was surprised that they had such a strong likeness and resemblance. Almost as though he was looking at a picture.

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Al was startled by the tone that was used. He reached for the railing and gripped it to keep himself steady.

"B... Pride.. h-hello," he stuttered out, getting his act together because he really couldn't allow the other to realize he had almost called him brother.

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"Are you alright?" He asked curiously. He wasn't even sure if he was okay himself, but it was his brotherly instincts kicking in. The ones he had shown his own Alphonse so many thousands of times before. Countless times. It was only natural that he would still have those characteristics. He moved closer to Al and stood in front of him. His empty looking eyes staring into Al's for what felt like ten of fifteen minutes before he said anything else. Everything about him was the same. It was almost eerie in a way. Like a ghost of his own brother. And he could feel his heart break in half because he did miss him so. He quickly looked away and bit back a few tears.

"How...How have you been? D..Did you find him yet?" He asked, hoping that Al did make progress in finding his own Edward. He knew the pain of losing the other half all too well and it was something that he would never want to wish on anyone.

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He nodded slowly, getting his senses together. Oh this was hard. He couldn't stand having to be trapped in those eyes. They weren't his brother's. Those eyes were so dead. But he couldn't escape them. He tried to blank his heart for now, to save himself.

"... No.... I haven't. Not even a trace or a word.. nothing.."

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Those words hurt him like a bullet through a heart. He didn't like hearing that at all. Even though his Edward was only missing, he knew it had to be painful not to have that other half by his side. And with himself seeing Al here right now like this? That was more than torture.

"You know...I'm not some kind of monster..I'm still me but.." He began then trailed off. He really couldn't bring himself to say anymore than that. If he were to have said anything else, it would have ended up in half choked words followed by tears which he was trying his best to hold back.

"I..I'm sorry.." A long pause. "Maybe this was a mistake. I..I only wanted to see my brothers face again. I was beginning to forget what he looked like..I.." Another long pause. "I'm sorry for bothering you."

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Hearing that, oh it made it hard. He couldn't keep looking at this person. He turned away and looked down below the bridge, holding his breath. ".. You're not a monster, no... but.. you're still..." he swallowed and hunched his shoulders. "Your.. me.. did he do that to you?"

"I.. I understand, I know how you feel. Coming to this place.. it was the first time I'd seen my brother in.. years..." he remarked quietly, "So don't apologize.. it's the closest thing I have right now, to see you, that is.. "

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He blinked for a moment and a bittersweet smile crossed over his features. "Alphonse? No, he would never do anything like that he..." He paused before saying anything else. "I got our bodies back and thought the price that I paid was enough. But it wasn't. Turns out that the real price was not only my life, but Al's too. He tried to save me from all of this, but Envy...He ended up killing Alphonse.." He explained, not wanting to remember any of it, but it was like it happened just yesterday.

"And you're the closest thing I have to my brother right now as well. There's not a day that goes by where I don't miss him."