Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Darkness Beyond Twighlight ❯ Learning Something New ( Chapter 2 )
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By: kakashifangirl_13 
How can I reach out to what isn't there? How can I answer the question I haven't asked?
-Yukiko Takahashi
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.19.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 296 | Status: Work In Progress
How can I reach out to what isn't there? How can I answer the question I haven't asked?
-Yukiko Takahashi
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.19.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.4K | Visits: 296 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist...if I did there were be more EdxEnvy stuff *evil smile*
Bry: Yay! Second chapter!!^-^
Yukiko: *glares* I am not emo....
Bry: *covers ears* SHUT UP! SHUT UP! LALALALALA!! I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!! >o<
Yukiko: I'm not saying anything....=__=|||||
Bry: I CAN'T HEAR YOU, SHUT UP! />.<
Yukiko: Just...read the chapter...
Bry: *in the background* SHUT UP!!!!
Chapter Two: Learning Something New
"Is this neccessary?" I looked over my shoulder, slightly, trying to get a glimpse of Winry. She nodded, I felt another tug on the back of my head and looked down at the ground. "Do you really have to cut my hair?"
"I think you would look much better without all that hair all over your face." she put the scissors on the counter, another tug was on the back of my head, and my-now shoulder length-brown hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. My long bangs still framed my face, but now I didn't have the weight of all my hair on my shoulders and back. "Here. Look in this mirror." She grabbed a mirror that was next to the scissors, I stood from the chair I was sitting in, using the back as leverage. Just then, Ed walked into the kitchen, face turning red quickly with wide eyes. So I wouldn't get hair stuck to my clothes, Winry had lent me a tube top of hers, plus I was wearing a pair of my own jeans that sagged a bit at my hips. And my hair was tightly pulled back, exposing my neck. I turned my eyes to him, and gave a kind smile-which really wasn't normal for me, but I liked messing with his head.
"Uh....um....I....uh...um...um...." he stuttered. Winry wrapped her arms around my shoulder in a hug, I wrapped one arm around her waist,
"Thanks for cutting my hair, Winry...it feels better now..." I thanked her and looked back over at Ed.
"So, Ed, whatcha' think?" Winry asked, Moving my face to the side, closer to hers. I could swear Ed's face turned even redder. Perv.
"Uh...um...it looks....uh..." his eyes were wandering all over our position. I put my other arm around Winry's waist and pulled her closer to me, and I put my head in the crook between her neck and shoulder, an innocent smile across my features. Winry looked at me questioningly, I gave her a look that said 'I-Want-To-Mess-With-Him-Just-Shut-Up-And-Play-Along'. She nodded and held me tightly, giggling quietly. "Uhhh.....GOTTA GO!" he yelled and dashed out of the kitchen. Winry laughed crazily,
"Ed is so much fun to mess with!" she giggled. I nodded, I was much more calm and comfortable with Winry, she was the first and only person to see me cry after what happened with brother. She stopped laughing and looked at me, "How are you feeling today?"
"Much better than I was yesterday, that's for sure..." I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, "Can I change now?" She smiled brighter than ever,
"Let's get out a super cute outfit for you!" I sighed, she knows I don't have cute clothes.
"You're going to make me wear something of yours aren't you?" she nodded, and started up the stairs.
~~~Nighttime~~~
It was probably around midnight now, Winry and Pinako were asleep. Al deactivated or whatever he does. I didn't know where Ed was, so I crawled out of bed and thought about looking for him to mess with his head more. I walked down the hallway from the room I was staying in, the baggy, lavender pajama pants lightly brushing my skin as I walked. I didn't have pajamas so I had to wear some of Winry's; lavender pajama pants and a small, spagghetti strap, white tank top. I had my hair down, and it tickled my neck a little. I reached the ground floor, stepping lightly on my feet so I wouldn't wake anyone up.
I looked around, Ed wasn't in the kitchen or the living room or anywhere downstairs, I decided to try outside. I opened the green door slowly, cold winds brushing across my face and bare arms, Ed was there. He was looking at the stars, a somewhat serious expression on his face, I smiled; Kiyoshi and I used to do that together every summer (AN: Kiyoshi is the name of her younger brother). He didn't seem to notice me, I cleared my throat, he jumped and swirled around.
"Yukiko....why're you up?" he asked kindly. I crossed my arms and leaned on the closed door, smiling to him, then I looked up at the blackened sky. "Hm?"
"I don't know what words I can say...
The wind has a way to talk to me.
Flowers sleep, a silent lullaby...
I pray for reply, I'm ready.
Quiet...
Days...
Calms me.
Oh, Serenity...
Someone...
Please...
Tell me.
Ohhhmmm, what is it they say?
Maybe I will know one day
I don't know what words I can say...
The wind has a way to talk to me.
Flowers sleep, a silent lullaby...
I pray for reply...
I'm ready..." I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of the wind, when I looked at Ed, it looked like he needed an explanation. "Haha, when Kiyoshi-my brother-was still alive, every summer we would come out an watch the stars...that was the song that always put him to sleep on those nights. I figured you were out here because you couldn't sleep...so I sang it." I moved over and sat beside him on the stairs to the porch. I looked at him with a silent smile, even with only the pale light of the full moon I could clearly see he was red. "What?"
"What?"
"Why are you blushing?" I asked, I really did want to know, or maybe I just wanted him to admit he was a freaky perv or something like that. I just played innocent for now.
"Wellll....uhhhh....I...heh.." I guess I could answer for him,
"Because I'm cute and have a good body? Hmmm? Might that be it, Mr. Edward Elric?" he nodded slowly and I gave a small giggle. "I don't mind, you know." he smiled sheepishly. I shivered, "It's cold...want to go back inside?" I asked, looking over at him. He nodded, stood, then held out a hand for me. I took it and pulled myself up, slipping on the long pant legs and falling into his chest. He was warm, so I didn't move, but then I realized one of the resons why I was so warm. I was blushing.
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It was never simple for me to admit to anything, especially how I was feeling. Guilt was the only emotion I had really come to know very well. When Ed had lead me back into the house, he kept his arms around me for support, thinking I had tripped because I was light-headed, to be truthful, right now I was. But my illness wasn't the reason why, I think I remembered him from when we were children. He sat me on the couch and put a blue blanket over my shoulders to keep me warm, his hand-flesh-still rested on my shoulder.
"Are you worried...?" I asked, looking to his hand, resting two fingers lightly on his wrist. "You needn't be." He sat down next to me, but I didn't look at him; the floor seemed more interesting at the moment.
"Your face is red." he stated. I jumped a little, and pulled the blanket more over my face.
"So? There isn't anything wrong with me." we sat in silence and he looked over to a clock on the wall.
"Damn...it's late." he yawned and stretched his arms upward, then let them fall to his side. "Almost One in the morning..."
"Are you going to bed then?" I asked quietly, I really didn't care if he answered or not.
"Nah." I looked over at him, surprise evendent on my face, but as quickly as it was there; it was gone.
"Why? Aren't you tired?" he shook his head,
"Don't want to leave you down here by yourself until you fall asleep. Then I'll just carry you upstairs." I averted my eyes quickly,
Why is he being so kind to me? I remember never speaking to him, if I did it was a mumble for him to go away. I peeked over my shoulder at him, then again...he never left anyway...I usually just ended up going inside and taking a nap or practicing my alchemy.
"You look like you did when we were kids..." he lightly brushed hair from my face, I pulled away; pulling the blanket closer again, "Your hair was usually pulled back though. And you always looked bored...you also wore boy clothes. Your brother looked more like a girl than you did."
That's for sure...I didn't want to be noticed before though...so..why did you notice me? I stood up, dropping the blanket from my shoulders and stood in front of him. He had his elbows resting on the back of the couch and he looked at me curiously,
"What's up?" I put my hands on his shoulders, there was a quiet-but distinct-sound of a clink from my automail touching his. I sat on his lap, knees on either side of him, I put our foreheads togther. "Uh--" his breath hitched in his throat before he could respond to my actions.
"Be quiet or else this won't work." I mumbled in a whisper. He gulped and nodded, completely unaware that I was going to search through his memories. "Clear your mind of every thought..." I breathed. This must have been a very awkward position to him, but it was the only one I could put him in to keep him quiet. I could see, behind my closed eyes, that he had done as told, "You have to remain still and not move through this at all..." a nod was his reply.
We sat that way a few seconds before it worked. Everything stopped and I found his childhood memories. I searched through to the day Kiyoshi and I met him, Al and Winry. In the back of his mind, those many years ago, I could see he constently thought of me. How old were we? I asked through a thought, our parents came through, my father wasn't there, neither was Ed's. My mother introduced us to them, I was five, Kiyoshi was three. He, Al and Winry immedeatily went off to play, I stayed behind. Grabbing fistfuls of my mother's skirt, I clung to her, Keiko was there-at the age of nine-and she went to supervise the children's play. Ed held out a hand, I looked at it through my long bangs, I let one hand free of the lavender colored fabric and hesitated for a second. Then pulled back, grabbing the skirt again. He put his hand down and ran to where Al had called him; he stopped on his way over taking a glance at me. I shook my head and turned away, hiding into my mother. She laid a hand on my head, telling their mother I was shy. No...I was scared...I thought. I flinched at a cry of pain, it was my brother. Not giving it one thought I turned and ran to him; kneeling down next to him I saw he had fallen and scraped his knee. I pulled out a handkerchief, wiping away the small amount of blood I put my hands a few centimeters away from it. I gave him a gentle gaze and his crying instantly stopped. My hands dropped to the cut and I put a bandaid, he gave me a grateful smile and held me around my neck. I looked at Ed carefully, he saw that I didn't smile. That I seemed bored with what was going on, that I didn't care about anyone other than my brother. Is that why he worried? Is that why I was never lost in his thoughts?
I suddenly broke our contact, Ed opened his eyes to look at me. His hands had moved and were now rested by my knees, I was breathing hard; doing a memory transmutation was hard on a body. I moved my eyes to meet his, he looked confused.
"W-What...what just happened?" I moved my mouth to answer, but all that came out was;
"Why...?" I fell forward into his shoulder, my arms wilted at my side, completely useless. I tried catching my breath, but it hurt my lungs instead, like I had just run a mile or more. Neither of us moved or said anything, I was too tired, Ed was probably too confused. "I...I apologize, Ed...I needed to see something...but...that didn't help." he nodded, then pulled me up bridal style. Taking me up the stairs. I didn't feel like fighting it at all, I just wanted to rest. Maybe in my dreams I could find an answer to how I was feeling.
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Yay , second chapter: FINISHED!!!!!
Yukiko: O.o|||| someone save me...she had sugar...
Bry: *glares* quiet! Okay, I'll start the third chapter immedeatily!!! R&R!
Bry: Yay! Second chapter!!^-^
Yukiko: *glares* I am not emo....
Bry: *covers ears* SHUT UP! SHUT UP! LALALALALA!! I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!! >o<
Yukiko: I'm not saying anything....=__=|||||
Bry: I CAN'T HEAR YOU, SHUT UP! />.<
Yukiko: Just...read the chapter...
Bry: *in the background* SHUT UP!!!!
Chapter Two: Learning Something New
"Is this neccessary?" I looked over my shoulder, slightly, trying to get a glimpse of Winry. She nodded, I felt another tug on the back of my head and looked down at the ground. "Do you really have to cut my hair?"
"I think you would look much better without all that hair all over your face." she put the scissors on the counter, another tug was on the back of my head, and my-now shoulder length-brown hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. My long bangs still framed my face, but now I didn't have the weight of all my hair on my shoulders and back. "Here. Look in this mirror." She grabbed a mirror that was next to the scissors, I stood from the chair I was sitting in, using the back as leverage. Just then, Ed walked into the kitchen, face turning red quickly with wide eyes. So I wouldn't get hair stuck to my clothes, Winry had lent me a tube top of hers, plus I was wearing a pair of my own jeans that sagged a bit at my hips. And my hair was tightly pulled back, exposing my neck. I turned my eyes to him, and gave a kind smile-which really wasn't normal for me, but I liked messing with his head.
"Uh....um....I....uh...um...um...." he stuttered. Winry wrapped her arms around my shoulder in a hug, I wrapped one arm around her waist,
"Thanks for cutting my hair, Winry...it feels better now..." I thanked her and looked back over at Ed.
"So, Ed, whatcha' think?" Winry asked, Moving my face to the side, closer to hers. I could swear Ed's face turned even redder. Perv.
"Uh...um...it looks....uh..." his eyes were wandering all over our position. I put my other arm around Winry's waist and pulled her closer to me, and I put my head in the crook between her neck and shoulder, an innocent smile across my features. Winry looked at me questioningly, I gave her a look that said 'I-Want-To-Mess-With-Him-Just-Shut-Up-And-Play-Along'. She nodded and held me tightly, giggling quietly. "Uhhh.....GOTTA GO!" he yelled and dashed out of the kitchen. Winry laughed crazily,
"Ed is so much fun to mess with!" she giggled. I nodded, I was much more calm and comfortable with Winry, she was the first and only person to see me cry after what happened with brother. She stopped laughing and looked at me, "How are you feeling today?"
"Much better than I was yesterday, that's for sure..." I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, "Can I change now?" She smiled brighter than ever,
"Let's get out a super cute outfit for you!" I sighed, she knows I don't have cute clothes.
"You're going to make me wear something of yours aren't you?" she nodded, and started up the stairs.
~~~Nighttime~~~
It was probably around midnight now, Winry and Pinako were asleep. Al deactivated or whatever he does. I didn't know where Ed was, so I crawled out of bed and thought about looking for him to mess with his head more. I walked down the hallway from the room I was staying in, the baggy, lavender pajama pants lightly brushing my skin as I walked. I didn't have pajamas so I had to wear some of Winry's; lavender pajama pants and a small, spagghetti strap, white tank top. I had my hair down, and it tickled my neck a little. I reached the ground floor, stepping lightly on my feet so I wouldn't wake anyone up.
I looked around, Ed wasn't in the kitchen or the living room or anywhere downstairs, I decided to try outside. I opened the green door slowly, cold winds brushing across my face and bare arms, Ed was there. He was looking at the stars, a somewhat serious expression on his face, I smiled; Kiyoshi and I used to do that together every summer (AN: Kiyoshi is the name of her younger brother). He didn't seem to notice me, I cleared my throat, he jumped and swirled around.
"Yukiko....why're you up?" he asked kindly. I crossed my arms and leaned on the closed door, smiling to him, then I looked up at the blackened sky. "Hm?"
"I don't know what words I can say...
The wind has a way to talk to me.
Flowers sleep, a silent lullaby...
I pray for reply, I'm ready.
Quiet...
Days...
Calms me.
Oh, Serenity...
Someone...
Please...
Tell me.
Ohhhmmm, what is it they say?
Maybe I will know one day
I don't know what words I can say...
The wind has a way to talk to me.
Flowers sleep, a silent lullaby...
I pray for reply...
I'm ready..." I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of the wind, when I looked at Ed, it looked like he needed an explanation. "Haha, when Kiyoshi-my brother-was still alive, every summer we would come out an watch the stars...that was the song that always put him to sleep on those nights. I figured you were out here because you couldn't sleep...so I sang it." I moved over and sat beside him on the stairs to the porch. I looked at him with a silent smile, even with only the pale light of the full moon I could clearly see he was red. "What?"
"What?"
"Why are you blushing?" I asked, I really did want to know, or maybe I just wanted him to admit he was a freaky perv or something like that. I just played innocent for now.
"Wellll....uhhhh....I...heh.." I guess I could answer for him,
"Because I'm cute and have a good body? Hmmm? Might that be it, Mr. Edward Elric?" he nodded slowly and I gave a small giggle. "I don't mind, you know." he smiled sheepishly. I shivered, "It's cold...want to go back inside?" I asked, looking over at him. He nodded, stood, then held out a hand for me. I took it and pulled myself up, slipping on the long pant legs and falling into his chest. He was warm, so I didn't move, but then I realized one of the resons why I was so warm. I was blushing.
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It was never simple for me to admit to anything, especially how I was feeling. Guilt was the only emotion I had really come to know very well. When Ed had lead me back into the house, he kept his arms around me for support, thinking I had tripped because I was light-headed, to be truthful, right now I was. But my illness wasn't the reason why, I think I remembered him from when we were children. He sat me on the couch and put a blue blanket over my shoulders to keep me warm, his hand-flesh-still rested on my shoulder.
"Are you worried...?" I asked, looking to his hand, resting two fingers lightly on his wrist. "You needn't be." He sat down next to me, but I didn't look at him; the floor seemed more interesting at the moment.
"Your face is red." he stated. I jumped a little, and pulled the blanket more over my face.
"So? There isn't anything wrong with me." we sat in silence and he looked over to a clock on the wall.
"Damn...it's late." he yawned and stretched his arms upward, then let them fall to his side. "Almost One in the morning..."
"Are you going to bed then?" I asked quietly, I really didn't care if he answered or not.
"Nah." I looked over at him, surprise evendent on my face, but as quickly as it was there; it was gone.
"Why? Aren't you tired?" he shook his head,
"Don't want to leave you down here by yourself until you fall asleep. Then I'll just carry you upstairs." I averted my eyes quickly,
Why is he being so kind to me? I remember never speaking to him, if I did it was a mumble for him to go away. I peeked over my shoulder at him, then again...he never left anyway...I usually just ended up going inside and taking a nap or practicing my alchemy.
"You look like you did when we were kids..." he lightly brushed hair from my face, I pulled away; pulling the blanket closer again, "Your hair was usually pulled back though. And you always looked bored...you also wore boy clothes. Your brother looked more like a girl than you did."
That's for sure...I didn't want to be noticed before though...so..why did you notice me? I stood up, dropping the blanket from my shoulders and stood in front of him. He had his elbows resting on the back of the couch and he looked at me curiously,
"What's up?" I put my hands on his shoulders, there was a quiet-but distinct-sound of a clink from my automail touching his. I sat on his lap, knees on either side of him, I put our foreheads togther. "Uh--" his breath hitched in his throat before he could respond to my actions.
"Be quiet or else this won't work." I mumbled in a whisper. He gulped and nodded, completely unaware that I was going to search through his memories. "Clear your mind of every thought..." I breathed. This must have been a very awkward position to him, but it was the only one I could put him in to keep him quiet. I could see, behind my closed eyes, that he had done as told, "You have to remain still and not move through this at all..." a nod was his reply.
We sat that way a few seconds before it worked. Everything stopped and I found his childhood memories. I searched through to the day Kiyoshi and I met him, Al and Winry. In the back of his mind, those many years ago, I could see he constently thought of me. How old were we? I asked through a thought, our parents came through, my father wasn't there, neither was Ed's. My mother introduced us to them, I was five, Kiyoshi was three. He, Al and Winry immedeatily went off to play, I stayed behind. Grabbing fistfuls of my mother's skirt, I clung to her, Keiko was there-at the age of nine-and she went to supervise the children's play. Ed held out a hand, I looked at it through my long bangs, I let one hand free of the lavender colored fabric and hesitated for a second. Then pulled back, grabbing the skirt again. He put his hand down and ran to where Al had called him; he stopped on his way over taking a glance at me. I shook my head and turned away, hiding into my mother. She laid a hand on my head, telling their mother I was shy. No...I was scared...I thought. I flinched at a cry of pain, it was my brother. Not giving it one thought I turned and ran to him; kneeling down next to him I saw he had fallen and scraped his knee. I pulled out a handkerchief, wiping away the small amount of blood I put my hands a few centimeters away from it. I gave him a gentle gaze and his crying instantly stopped. My hands dropped to the cut and I put a bandaid, he gave me a grateful smile and held me around my neck. I looked at Ed carefully, he saw that I didn't smile. That I seemed bored with what was going on, that I didn't care about anyone other than my brother. Is that why he worried? Is that why I was never lost in his thoughts?
I suddenly broke our contact, Ed opened his eyes to look at me. His hands had moved and were now rested by my knees, I was breathing hard; doing a memory transmutation was hard on a body. I moved my eyes to meet his, he looked confused.
"W-What...what just happened?" I moved my mouth to answer, but all that came out was;
"Why...?" I fell forward into his shoulder, my arms wilted at my side, completely useless. I tried catching my breath, but it hurt my lungs instead, like I had just run a mile or more. Neither of us moved or said anything, I was too tired, Ed was probably too confused. "I...I apologize, Ed...I needed to see something...but...that didn't help." he nodded, then pulled me up bridal style. Taking me up the stairs. I didn't feel like fighting it at all, I just wanted to rest. Maybe in my dreams I could find an answer to how I was feeling.
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Yay , second chapter: FINISHED!!!!!
Yukiko: O.o|||| someone save me...she had sugar...
Bry: *glares* quiet! Okay, I'll start the third chapter immedeatily!!! R&R!