In loving memory of a man who was just as strong, determined and caring as Edward Elric, and who was just as loyal to his family - 04/06/06

Kind of stream-of-consiousness, angsty, sad, and depressing. Um. Enjoy?

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Edward collapsed onto his knees as the blood of his father fell to the floor far below. Dietlinde Eckhart raised her gun, and with a mad cackle, she shot him.

Edward fell.

Why? his mind screamed. Why did he do that?

He gave up his life. For me. For me. I don't... I don't deserve that! I don't understand, why, why?

I hated him. I hated him so much and he...

It's not fair!

I just got him back! My father, my father, I just- I only just got him back...

I thought he abandoned us, I blamed him for Mom's death, for years and years I hated him and he really cared, he really, really cared and I hated him. All along he was only trying to protect us, to help us. All along I was blaming him and hating him but he never meant to hurt us...

He left because he didn't want us to suffer the pain of watching our father decay. He never meant-

He never thought we would have to watch our mother die in his place. It's not his fault. It's not his fault, even though I insisted that it was for years and years. He was trying- he tried-

YES he did wrong but he never meant- he never wanted to-

Forgive me, father. Forgive me, Dad.

You never meant to hurt us, and now you've given everything just to reunite us.

Forgive me, Dad. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hate you.

Oh, god... I just got you back.

Why do I have to lose you twice?

I'm sorry.

I love you.

Don't die...