tampered | Log: Ongoing

When: August 30th
Rating: PG
Characters: Izumi

sonotshort and Wrath

fifthsin
Summary: Izumi coming to pick Al up (Ed and Wrath are welcome to join if they wish)
Log:

Al sat on the ground, considered using alchemy to make something, but then he remembered Izumi's words about not using alchemy unless absolutely necesary. If she came and found he'd transmuted something to sit on, she might get angry at him. The blonde couldn't suppress the shudder that went through him.

Izumi could be very scary.

Al sighed and looked around. He hadn't moved away from that eerie carousel since that's where Izumi would be looking for him. But still, it gave him the creeps, it just kept going, and no one operated it, no one rode it. What was it's purpose?

Then there was the ticking. It was constant and it wasn't going away. It was getting annoying.

"I wonder how long it'll take Teacher to get here." He wondered aloud as he brought one knee up to his chest. "Maybe this place won't seem so scary once she's here."

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Izumi had locked the butcher store and rushed through the crowded streets of the City. She knew Ed wanted to pick up Al himself but he could not move and she was not in mood to sew stitches of his falls.

Hah. Let see if he could escape from his room.

Smirking, she let the ticking guided her to Al. Moving across the City was confusing enough sometimes. Fortunately, that annoying noise she wanted to smash down as much as the next person was useful in this case.

There he is, Izumi thought, spotting Al sitting on the ground at the distance. Her throat constricted in joy. The last of her boys home at last. First Ed, then Wrath, now Al. She speeded her pace to meet him. “Al! Al, over here!” the teacher exclaimed, waving enthusiastically. Once in front of him, she bended own to embrace her student tightly.

Al had been fidgeting as he'd waited, playing with the cuff of his red jacket, noticing a thread loose that he'd have to fix. But the moment he heard her voice his head shot up. It was really her!

He felt a lump in his throat, she really was alive here. Back in amestris, he'd missed her alot after she'd died. But now she looked healthy, did she no longer cough up blood?

"Teacher!"

And then, she was there. Hugging him. Short of Trisha Elric, Izumi was the closest thing to a mother, and feeling her comforting embrace after so long felt like he was returning home. He returned the hug, tears starting to well up in his eyes.

Warm. Safe. Secure. This place wasn't home, but with people he knew and loved, it wasn't as bad.

She did not release him for a long while, as she did not let go Ed or Wrath. Izumi dreaded Al would vanish if she were to let go, if her hands did not mess his blond hair and her chin did not rest on his shoulder.

But Ed wanted to see Al the sooner he could, Izumi knew that he would try something stupid to crawl his way to them somewhat.

“You have grown,” murmured the teacher softly, slowly loosening her grip and straightening her posture. “Bet you got stronger, eh, Al?” And got himself in more troubles, just like Ed. “So…” she coughed, gesturing with her head to follow her. “Let’s go. I’ll buy you a welcome cake at the Cafe. We’ll take it home.”

Izumi would ask Al about how did heget here later. She felt too happy to ruin that just yet.

Al didn't try to pull away, just taking in everything about Izumi. Memories of how she smelled and what it felt like to have her hug him came back to him. How her many braids hung when they came loose from their tie.

Everything about her was the same.

As she reeleased him she quickly scrubbed his eyes with the sleeve of his coat, ridding them of tears. He didn't want to cry in front of Izumi.

"I think I've gotten a little taller. And I kept practicing martial arts like you wanted." Al said with a wide smile.

"Cake?" His young face lit up, he LOVED cake. And sweet things in general. But then, four years, deproved of sugar in a suit of armor would make anyone love sweets. "That sounds wonderful, teacher."

He trotted after her loyally, almost bouncing from happiness.

After seeing his mother rush out of the house, Wrath knew something had to be up and fused himself with the door to get out. He followed behind, not too far, in order to see if she would be alright. He had lost her once, he didn't want to lose her again. When he saw the familiar blond in the red coat, he almost jumped. So, Al had finally made it to this world as well.

He leaned against a nearby building and waited for the two to return. Smiling, he said, "so, Al, you and your brother will be reunited again at last. I'm glad..."

Izumi patted Al’s head, glowing in pride at the boy’s admittance of practicing martial arts after her death. “Ohohoh? Have you? Once your brother recovers… balance, I should have you two fight to see who has improved the most.” She winked at her student.

She marched out the Carousel, leading Al toward Cafe Juliet. By midway, Izumi paused; an all-too-familiar voice had reached her ears. Eyes narrowing, she crossed her arms and turned to see Wrath, at the shadow of a building they were just passing by.

“You’re worse than Ed, honestly,” she noted severely, but then smiled, offering her hand. Izumi could not be serious long around Wrath. It was a soft spot she had. “We’re going to the Cafe, son. I’ll buy you the muffins you like to take home. How that sounds?”

Wrath merely smiled and took the offered hand. But he knew that today should not be about him, but instead about Al. He had to try to share his mother's attention...without being jealous. It had been hard to fight against his cardinal sin, but Wrath was managing.

Al smiled, happy at having pleased Izumi and then nodded as she suggested a sparring session with Ed once his limbs were repaired. "I'm sure Ed's improved alot." Though Al had a tendancy to never lose when faced against his brother.

Al blinked as he heard Wrath's voice, and then smiled at the young sin. "Wrath!" He exclaimed, smiling. "Yeah, I just got here." he said sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. Right now, he really didn't want to explain exactly how he'd gotten to the City. Izumi would not be pleased.

He smiled seeing Izumi and Wrath hold hands. He knew how much Teacher had loved Wrath back in Amestris, it made him happy to see they had been reunited again.

Izumi was happy to see that Wrath got along with Al; his relationship with Edward was not bad but could improve. Maybe because both had an explosive temper and put together wasn’t a good idea.

“To the Café,” said Izumi, starting to move again, guiding both, her son and her student to the small looking shop. It was crowded and impossibly bigger inside. As much people gathered within, there was always a free table and chairs to spare. The atmosphere was pleasant laced with vanilla and chocolate scents.

“Choose what you want, Al, son,” she offered, feeling solicitous. Izumi would make sure to make the boys exercise harder tomorrow to justify that day’s gluttony.

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