Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Alchemy and Saiyans ❯ Living Arrangements ( Chapter 3 )

[ 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*

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Trunks looked at the blond, impressed. “You're good? Then maybe you can help Mom fix the GR when Dad breaks it.”

Chapter 3: Living Arrangements

Ed sweatdropped. “Uhh... sure I can! But... I do have a question...”

“What is it?”

“What's a 'GR'?”

Trunks sweatdropped. “Oh. Sorry. The GR's Dad's training room. It's short for Gravity Room.”

“Oh. Cool! Could I see it?”

“Sure! ...If Dad's not training, which he probably is...” Trunks shook his head. “He practically lives in there.”

“Oh. Well, if I'm going to be fixing it, I'll need to see the blueprints.”

Mirai nodded. “Come on, I'll take you to Mom's lab so you can ask her.”

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Mirai and Ed were standing outside a door in Capsule Corp. As usual, Ed had absolutely no clue where he was.

Mirai knocked on the door. “Mom, are you in there? It's Mirai Trunks and Ed!” he called.

A few moments later, Bulma opened the door and exclaimed over Trunks. “Mirai! When'd you get back? How are things going in your timeline? Have you defeated the androids yet?”

Mirai and Ed both sweatdropped. “Calm down, Mom! I got back about half an hour ago, noticed Ed in the library, and was talking to him. Yes, I killed the androids, and I've decided to stay here since you and Chi-Chi died...” he trailed off.

Bulma looked horrified. “Oh, I'm so sorry! Of course you can stay here! Now you have no one left in your time...”

“It's okay, Mom. Calm down. Anyway, I brought Ed. He says he might be able to help you fix the GR when Dad breaks it.”

Bulma immediately stopped spazzing and turned to Ed, who she'd just noticed. “Sorry! I didn't notice you. Anyway, you can help me with the GR? How?” she asked.

“Well, I'm an alchemist.”

“A what?”

Ed sighed. “I use alchemy to turn things into other things. Provided all the parts are still there and I've looked at the blueprints so I know what to put where, I can probably put the GR back together.”

Bulma's eyes lit up. “Well, then, you'll just have to look at the blueprints! I can make copies so you can study them whenever you want to, as well. C'mon in!” she exclaimed, holding the door open for the two males.

“Y'know,” Mirai whispered to Ed, “I don't think I've ever seen her this excited about anything before.”

Ed blinked, but couldn't respond because Bulma had shut the door and was busy shifting through piles of blueprints on her workbench, muttering darkly.

“Ah-hah! Here they are!” she cried as she resurfaced, holding up a set of blueprints triumphantly. She walked back over to Ed and handed them to him. “Now, do you want to see it while it's actually on?”

Ed looked up from the sheets of paper he held. “Uhh... Sure?” he replied. He turned his gaze back to the papers, his head whirling.

Oh, jeez... Winry'd love to get her hands on this sort of technology! ...And it looks even more complicated than most transmutation circles!

Soon, the threesome arrived at the GR and looked in through the window in the door. Vegeta was inside training, as usual. Ed looked to the side of the door and nearly choked.

200 gees! Holy shit! No one could survive that! No human, anyway...

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Vegeta noticed them standing outside the door and scowled. What does the onnawant this time and why does she have that new brat and... What is he doing here?

He stopped his training and glared at the door. Bulma smiled through the window and opened the door, deactivating the increased gravity and nearly causing Vegeta to slam his head into the ceiling.

Bulma stepped inside, the other two following her. She turned to the Saiyan. “Well, we've figured out something else about Ed. He can use alchemy, so he can help fix the GR when it breaks!” she said to Vegeta.

“Provided I can understand these damn things...” muttered Ed, glaring at the blueprints in his hands.

Vegeta, Bulma, and Mirai turned to him.

“Why?” asked Trunks.

Ed glanced up at him before turning back to the blueprints.

“Well, I have to know what goes where so I don't screw it up when I transmute it. Winry would so love to get her hands on this...” He added the last part under his breath, but Vegeta and Mirai heard it anyway.

“Who's Winry?” Mirai asked.

“Eh?” Ed looked up, startled. “Didn't realize I said that out loud...” Vegeta rolled his eyes. “Anyway, she's a mechanic, and a childhood friend of mine.”

“A mechanic, huh? Hmm. I'd like to meet her,” Bulma said thoughtfully. Vegeta rolled his eyes again.

“Well, if I can find a way to go back and forth between universes, you could meet her. I'm sure you two would get along.”

“Alrighty, then! Ed, you can keep looking at the blueprints and you have my permission to examine the gravity generator in here, so long as you don't break anything, and Mirai and I are going to start working on a way to go between universes. C'mon, Mirai!”

“Oh, yeah! One more question!” Ed called after them.

“Yes, Ed?”

“Umm... Is there anyone I can spar with?”

“Why would you need to? Are you a martial artist?” Bulma asked, confused.

“Not really. But I need to keep in shape. There are so many people trying to kill me back home it's not even funny. And here, I can't spar with Al, so...”

“Well, I'm sure someone would be willing to spar with you, Ed. Tell you what, I'll call Yamcha for you. Come on.”

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About half an hour later, Bulma was explaining the gravity generator to Ed. The blueprints were scattered all over the floor and Vegeta was off sulking somewhere because his mate and the new brat had taken over the GR. He was, however, within earshot. At least, when Bulma screams.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. “Ed, cover your ears.” He obeyed. “VEGETA! Get the door!”

Ed winced. He was very grateful for the warning, but his ears still really hurt. Damn, she's loud!

They (Bulma, at least; Ed's ears were still ringing) could hear Vegeta grumbling and stalking off to open the door for the visitor. Bulma and Ed went back to working on the gravity generator.

After a minute of silence, the two of them (yes, Ed had recovered by this time) heard a sudden yell: “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!”

Bulma and Ed looked up in unison. “Oops. That would be Yamcha. Shouldn't have had Vegeta get the door. Forgot he hates Yamcha.”

She got up, Ed hastily following. They hurried to the front door, where they saw Vegeta getting ready to pound the poor Yamcha into the ground.

“Vegeta! Stop it! I asked him to come over!” Bulma yelled.

Vegeta halted mid-punch and turned to the blue-haired genius. “And why would you do that, onna?” he growled.

“Because Ed needs a sparring partner and you'd kill him. Now let Yamcha go.”

Vegeta glared at her, but did as she said, seeing her hand inch toward wherever it is she keeps her Frying Pan of Terror and very wisely deciding not to incur her wrath. Yamcha ran and his behind Bulma as soon as he could move again.

“So the brat can fight? This, I have to see.”