Doushite Tsumi ga aru no darou? Doushite batsu ga aru no darou?

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

*...He shouldn't have gone to the cemetery. That was the worst place to go, especially with his mind racing like this. A mind idle, without time to ponder life and death, especially with so much time to attain knowledge, tends to go into dangerous places fast when you let it. He had been thinking dangerous thoughts lately as it was.

...

What if he could stay?

If he could stay here, would he?

Did he want to go back, just to suffer through dying over and over again?

What if in this world, he could grow old and die, without any real repercussions?

Dangerous thoughts went to dangerous deeds. Hands that didn't touch alcohol were touching it by the shotful, drop after precious drop downed down a parched throat.

If it had meant to remove the dangerous thoughts, it did. But instead it made for a man not used to extreme amounts of alcohol leaning against a wall, panting heavily with a face flushed enough to resemble...something red and not cliche.*



{OOC: Yes, have a drunk!Fons. But be warned...any Eds that come in contact will probably be gromped on sight. >_>}

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[thundara-song.livejournal.com]

...

-he stops, turning to stare up at Alfons, looking completely confused-

...forget dying? What are you talking about, you're fine...

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

Always die.

Havta die.

.........'Til I get 'im home.

[nearerthesun.livejournal.com]

...l-l-loved you?!

*He wants to pull away, but doing so would more than likely result in Alfons falling to the ground. Instead he leads him in the direction of a convenient bench.*

What are you saying?

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

...Always die. 'ver 'n' 'ver. Always remember. Always die.

*He pauses, as if remembering something...

He visibly flinches, shaking his head.*

Not 'til he's home. 'nd world's safe.

[can-i-keep-it.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?


...you sound off... are you ok?

[thundara-song.livejournal.com]

...I...-he chews on his lower lip not sure what to say. What can he say to that?-

...t-till who's safe, love?

-he continues to walk, pulling the other to a side walk, sitting down and gently pulling Alfons along with him-

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

......................................................................

Y'don't remember.

.........................................

*Alfons sits, quiet, for a few moments...instead of being guided by Ed's touch.*

......Y'lived with me. I took care 'f you. Always did. 'Cause I wanted to. 'Cause I loved you. 'Cause I still love you.

But y'didn't know. Never knew th't I died.

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

'Til Ed gets home. 'Til the world's right.

I gotta die.


...'m fine.

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

T'Til Ed's safe.

*Alfons leans against Edward, but says nothing more, simply enjoying the warmth...though he felt awful warm already. But Edward was his own type of warm. Sweet, sweetly warm.*

[nearerthesun.livejournal.com]

*Ed sits next to him, but not exactly next to him, and stares ahead as Alfons rambles drunkenly.*

I... never met you before all this started happening. I couldn't remember anything like that.

Alfons, you...

*Hell, he doesn't even know what the correct way to react to this is.*

[can-i-keep-it.livejournal.com]

...but he did come home.....


...and then h--we were going to go back to you. That--that's where we were going when I came here.....



...no you're not.....

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

.......

*Alfons nods, something akin to a puppy. His eyes start to water, tears brimming on the eges, face creased, looking older than he was. Much, much older. But still vulnerable...*

....S'fine. Y'not the Ed I know. Not the one I...

B-But y'still...

Care.

Y'still care 'bout me.

[thundara-song.livejournal.com]

You mean your world's Ed? Why isn't he...

-he trails off a bit, blushing lightly when the other leaned against him. He lets it go though, hesitantly wrapping an arm around Alfons' shoulders, running a hand through his hair in a hopefully soothing manner-

...why isn't he safe?

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

...It's not s'posed to end that way.

He's s'posed to stay. Thule can't go in.

...else I die.



............'M really fine.

[nearerthesun.livejournal.com]

Of-of course I care about you. You... I mean...

*He runs a hand through his hair, frustrated, and tries to come up with something that'll work.*

Don't get so worked up, I mean, you'll find your Ed who remembers, I know it.

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

*Alfons clings to him, wrapping an arm around his waist, shivering at the feeling of those fingers in his hair.

...His Ed never did that.

But...

'S was still sweet.*

...Won't be safe...'til he's in his world. Appeared in mine. 'll keep dyin' 'til he's there.

...Don' mind...

S'if it's for him.

[can-i-keep-it.livejournal.com]

......

You're hallucinating......

...maybe you should lie down......

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

........Maybe.

Almost found 'im...but it wasn't 'im.

.....

...............................................

Thanks.

[nearerthesun.livejournal.com]

Sorry I can't be of more help.

...


Fuck.

*He's torn between offering a hug and... not offering a hug. He's not sure which would be better, so he kind of just puts an arm around Alfons's shoulders.*

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

Not hallucinatin'!

*Hallucinate?! All those things he...NO! Not a hallucination!*

Go' crushed, killed, stabbed...

Gypsy lady cut me open, c'n still 'member.

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

S'fine.

*Alfons leans against him, nuzzling his neck and bringing his arms around him, hugging him tight.*

...Comfy.

[nearerthesun.livejournal.com]

*Yeah, y'know how Alfons is all red-faced from the booze? Ed's face matches his, now.*

[thundara-song.livejournal.com]

-Edward tries to keep himself from blushing more when he felt the Alfons' arm around him, instead trying to focus on Alfons' words and the matter at hand...-

...keep dying? How do you die more than once?

Th-that's kind of you though, to risk your life more than once for him. He's lucky to have someone care for him so much...

[can-i-keep-it.livejournal.com]

But I never dreamed any of those things....

No one's going to kill you......

[alfonsrepeats.livejournal.com]

Dunno.

*Alfons hugs him closer, nuzzling him, clinging to that scent.*

Jus...jus do. I die...then I wake up, 'n I'm a kid again. Know what's gonna happen.

...

Bu' he never knows. Only tol' him once. Prolly doesn't remember...Thinks I'm 17, bu' 'm 353. Too old. Dun wanna keep dyin' anymore...