Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Alchemy and Saiyans ❯ Meeting and Introductions ( Chapter 1 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Summary: A mysterious stranger takes Edward Elric and deposits him in the DBZ world.

Disclaimer: Do you actually think I could own either DBZ or FMA? Didn't think so. *sobs*

“Speaking” Thoughts (Me to you)

Chapter 1: Meeting and Introductions

Oh, my aching head... Ed thought. Where the hell am I? He groaned.

“Mom! I think he's waking up!” a loud voice called out right by his ear. He winced.

“Trunks! Don't yell! I'm right here!” a woman said, not as shrill or loud as the first one. Ed relaxed a smidgen.

Ed, getting curious, tried opening his eyes. He squinted against the harsh artificial lighting.

“Where am I?”

“Poor boy. You're in Capsule Corporation. Trunks found you passed out in the street outside and brought you in. I'm Bulma Briefs.”

“Edward Elric. Capsule Corporation?”

Both Bulma and Trunks stared at him, open mouthed. “You've never heard of Capsule Corporation?”

“No. Where am I? City, country, region...?”

Trunks was still staring at him, one phrase repeating over and over in his head—...Never heard of Capsule Corp...

“You're in Capsule Corp, in West City.”

Ed was now thoroughly confused. He sat up, grimacing slightly. “Can I see a map?”

“Sure!” Bulma said, nodding. “Trunks, go get a map for him.”

“What kind of map?”

“World, if you've got one.”

“Sure,” the chibi chirped, then ran out the door.

“Why a world map?” asked Bulma.

“I don't think I'm even remotely near where I came from.”

“Ohh.”

Just then, Trunks ran back in carrying a roll that was longer than he was tall.

“Thanks, kid.”

Ed unrolled the map and stared in complete bafflement. Bulma peered over his shoulder.

“What's wrong?”

“I... I don't think I'm even in my own world anymore...”

* * * * * * * * * *

Bulma had called the entire Z-Senshi to Capsule Corp as soon as she had left. The only one she was having trouble with now was Vegeta. Ed was with her and Trunks was with the others.

“VEGETA! You get down here this instant! I don't care if this is interfering with your training!” she screamed, pulling out her Frying Pan of Terror.

Ed winced. She reminds me of Winry... he thought. “Hey, Bulma,” he said, stepping forward, “why can't I try?”

Bulma turned to him, a worried expression on her face. “But...”

Ed shook his head. “Let me try. You go back to the others.”

Bulma nodded. “Okay, but if you're not there in fifteen minutes, I'm coming to get you.”

Ed nodded. “Fair enough.”

Bulma nodded and turned to Vegeta. “And if I find you hurt in any way...” she growled, brandishing her Frying Pan of Terror. Then she turned and walked out.

Definitely reminds me of Winry.

Vegeta landed, glaring at Ed, who looked slightly affronted.

“What? Did I do something wrong?” he asked. Then he remembered how the other man had acted toward his own wife, and shook his head.

“Never mind. Anyway, shouldn't you be at least a little curious about me?” Vegeta merely continued glaring. “I mean, I think I'm in another universe entirely...”

This snared Vegeta's attention, which had been wandering slightly (Bad attention! Get back here!) quite forcefully.

“What?”

Ed looked up, surprised that the flame-haired man had deigned to speak to him. Then he smirked.

“If you want to find out, come on. I'll tell everyone at once.”

Vegeta's glare intensified, but he abruptly turned to the door, already striding out, leaving Ed to scramble to keep up.

* * * * * * * * * *

10 minutes later, Bulma was getting increasingly worried.

Suddenly, the door slammed open and Vegeta stalked in, followed by a bemused short blond kid in a red overcoat. (Ed: Why you! STOP CALLING ME SHORT!)

Bulma's mouth fell open. “H-how... He wouldn't even listen to me!”

The kid smirked. “Just said something he actually got interested in.”

“Oh.”

“So explain, brat. Y—” Vegeta began, but was cut off as the new kid's eyes flashed murderously.

“Are you calling me short?” he said, almost yelling.

Vegeta blinked. This was unexpected. “No...”

“Oh. Okay then. Go on.”

By now, everyone was staring at him. He finally noticed.

“What? Is there something on my face?”

Gohan recovered first. “Sorry. No, there isn't. But how about we introduce ourselves? I'm Gohan Son, this is my mom Chi-Chi, and my little brother Goten.”

“Krillen Chestnut, my wife Eighteen, and my daughter Marron.”

“Whoa, whoa. Your name is a number?”

“Yes. I'm an android. Well, cyborg, technically.”

“I see.”

“I'm Tien, and this is Chaozu.” Chaozu waved.

“Bulma Briefs, my sun Trunks, and my husband Vegeta.” Trunks waved excitedly, but Vegeta merely grunted.

The kid eyed him. “Not exactly a people person, is he?”

Yamcha laughed. “Now there's an understatement. I, by the way, am Yamcha Bandit.”

“I'm Master Roshi.”

“Right. And I'm Edward Elric.”