cornerofmadness

Expressions of Self
Author –

cornerofmadness
Disclaimer- not mine, all rights belong to Arakawa
Rating- PG-13 (for naked bits)
Characters –Alphonse centric
Timeline/Spoilers – after the series but no direct spoilers
Summary – Al can’t contain his joy
Warning- nothing really, well, there’s a nude dude but nothing sexual
Author’s Note – Written for

fma_fic_contest for the prompt – rain. Seriously I had a Roy in the cemetery story in mind then realized I’ve already done one of those for these contests then Al piped up with this. Thanks to

evil_little_dog for the beta and yelling lines at me in YIM.
Author’s note – whoo hoo, I won second place. Look at the pretty by

darkblysse . And thanks to all who voted for me

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He finally trusted his body again. Yes, he still tired quickly and he was as slender as a reed but at least his muscles no longer shook from the slightest exertion and his stomach no longer rebelled against food. The sun was a bit too bright and the city too noisy so once Al was stable enough, his brother brought him to Granny’s to recuperate. Outside of lowing sheep and train whistles, it was quiet enough.

However, Al was open to all sorts of new sensations; it had been so long since he could feel anything at all. Al even welcomed the stinky parts of being human again. Now that he was feeling better, a new game had begun: eluding Edward. Al knew his brother meant well but instead of mending fences with Winry, Ed was spending too much time fussing over him. Besides, there were things he wanted to do he just didn’t want his brother knowing about. Al only hoped he had those naughty postcards Havoc sent hidden well.

He was playing the game at the moment. Close to midnight, a summer rainstorm had woken him up. Al had slipped out of the house so he could feel the rain on his skin. Feeling safe since there was no lightning, not to mention the house was isolated, Al stripped. At first, he merely stood: head back, arms upraised, letting the water sluice warmly down his skin. He shivered at the sensation. How he had missed things like this!

Jubilation welled up in Alphonse, making him move. He twirled and danced in the rain. Wet grass tickled his toes and his long hair spun a halo of water drops around him. He was free. Nothing could feel this good.

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Ed stumbled downstairs, hearing something. He had checked on his brother but Al wasn’t in his bed. Winry’s bedroom door was open, too. Rubbing his eyes, he spotted Winry and Pinako kneeling on the couch, noses pressed to the big window behind it. At Winry’s knee, a camera teetered on the couch pillow.

“What the hell are you doing at this time of night?” Ed grumbled.

Winy shushed him while waving him over. She pointed at the window.

Ed peered out, his mouth dropping when he spied his brother gyrating around the big tree bare-assed naked. “What the f-”

Winry wrapped a hand around his mouth. “He’s dancing.”

“Naked? In the rain?”

“Feels good on the skin. I remember when I was young,” Pinako began.

“No, you don’t!” Ed stabbed a finger at her and Winry elbowed him.

“Sure lives up to your Dad’s legacy.” Pinako’s admiration was not something Edward ever needed to hear.

Winry shot her grandmother then Edward a speculative look. “Don’t rile Ed, Granny. Be quiet. I’m going to sneak out and try to get a picture. I only get one chance once the flashcube goes off.”

“I’m surrounded by perverts.” Ed sighed, heading back for his bedroom, secretly pleased Al was enjoying himself.