Fandom; Fullmetal Alchemist
Character/Pairing; Alphonse Elric
Warnings; Wee bit angsty~ No spoilers, really. Armour!Al
Prompt; #46 -Sky Blue Pink
Word Count; 595
It was getting hard to see. Al lowered his head, the soft glowing eyes staring out from the visor of his helmet. The early morning was bitterly cold, not that he could feel it, frost had started to spread out over his leg. Al moved a large hand to trace the delicate pattern, a soft sound of disappointment leaving him as the ice broke beneath his touch. He wasn't even allowed the satisfaction of feeling the sharp cold beneath his fingertips. The armour clanking, Al leant back against the tree, his eyes looking to the horizon, where the sun had started to rise.
It should have been beautiful. A mixture of pink and yellow hues darting across a promising blue sky, staining the frosted ground underneath with a warm, orangey glow. Al sighed, the quiet sound seeming that much louder in the hollowed confines of his body. The colours were there, but they just weren't right. They were too pale. The brilliant blue of the sky was only just distinguishable from the pink clouds spread across it, the sharp white frost wasn't so different from the withered grass just poking out underneath. If he really concentrated, he could tell the colours apart, but if he let his mind wander, then everything just seemed to fade to grey.
By all rights, he shouldn't be able to see. He couldn't touch, he couldn't taste, and he couldn't smell. There was no physical reason for him to be allowed to see and hear, his current body was just a shell. Al raked his thick, leather fingers through the crisp grass, shatters of frost clinging to them. He was happy that he could at least see his brother, and even hear his almost constant ranting. The colours may have been faded, but in order to see Edward's reassuring smiles and grins, he didn't need them at all. Al clenched his fingers about the brittle grass, the stalks snapping off into the palm of his hand.
"Al?" The armour looked up at hearing his name, accompanied with the crunching of boots against the frozen ground, "Al? C'mon, I know you're here. It's not THAT easy to hide seven feet of armour," peering around the side of the tree, Ed grinned brightly at his little brother, "What're you doing all the way out here? You'll freez-... ahh." It was complete instinct, and Al knew it; he forced a soft laugh.
"I'm.. not cold, niisan," Al stood up slowly, the leather creaking at his sides as the frost fell from it, "Are.. are we going now?" The smaller blond nodded, stretching both arms up behind his head as he threw a glance to the horizon. The pretty pinks and yellows had long since faded against the bright sunshine.
"Yup. We'll be able to catch the next train, and be in Central in time for lunch," he grinned widely at the thought, even when he was still full from the hurried breakfast, "Hey.. uhh.. Al," he glanced over at his shoulder to the armour, his grin fading into a more genuine smile, "I'll get you your body back real soon. So I'll have a reason to be mad at you for being out in the freezing cold. Okay?"
Al glanced down at his brother, looking into the eyes that should have been bright gold, but were just a faded brown in his eyes. He looked lower to the confident, reassuring smile, one that could easily surpass the vividest colours of Al's imagination. If he could, Al would have smiled back.
".. okay, niisan."