Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Red Blood - Blue Stone ❯ chp.4// The Ouroboros sign ( Chapter 4 )

A/N

Kiki: a well, I'll do this fanfic on my own then. Muffin, you work on your Hinata one! (If you ever do it…o0;; well, that's it. All that I can say now, is R&R!! Like, jeez, what's so hard about that?!?!

 

My apologies to snappyclappyboom (I don't know exactly which one of you posted)

I really wasn't trying to be immature; I meant it as a joke. But I'll remember that, and I won't let my thoughts get out of hand.

 

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/~Winry's POV~\

 

Winry sniffed as consciousness over came her. She was laying in a warm bed; she noticed an odd smell. It was sweet, and it smelt almost exactly like…”PANCAKES!” she cried, jumping up from her bedroll, she skidded down the hall way towards the kitchen, and the smell of breakfast. She slammed into a chair, skidding, and came to rest in front of it. She sat down to see a plate loaded with pancakes.

 

Winry grinned, ready to wolf it down. Akina was mixing more batter, and four pans of pancakes steamed and grilled on the oven. Winry attacked her food, ravenous, as she hadn't eaten last night. when she had finished, she stood, washed her plate, dried it, and put it up for another day's use. Akina turned to her, glanced hastily around the kitchen, and whispered

 

“Lets go berry picking. I want to bake a pie for Ed--- I mean, the boys!” Akina hastily caught herself, and tried to fix her mistake in vain. Winry got the message, and smiled. Suddenly, a crash, bang, and angry scream erupted from the guest room. Winry went rushing to the scene, where she found Ed, storming out of the room, and Taka holding his glove, looking like a puppy getting caught with a half eaten roast chicken. Taka whimpered.

 

“I just wanted to hold your hand…<3”

He whimpered, But Ed didn't even look at him when he snarled.

“Get away from me”

 

Winry laughed, and followed him into the kitchen. Al decided that it was time for a hasty exit from the bedroom, or he would be alone with Taka. In the kitchen, Ed's eyes went as wide as marbles.

“Pancakes!!”

 

Winry heard him cry, before launching himself into a seat and choking down half a dozen of them in one go. Al looked at his brother, sighed, and took a seat across from him. Akina smiled, and set a fresh plate in front of Al.

“Eat, you look hungry” Akina said, and smiled. Al didn't really know how to reply, so he opened the head of the armor, and began to throw some pancakes inside. Winry and Ed shot him a sympathetic look. Finally, they reached 101 pancakes, and Akina finally stopped, shut off the oven, and looked at the pile of dirty dishes. Winry shook her head.

 

“Ed, do the dishes. Akina's out of milk. Me and her will go and get some.” With that, she hastily grabbed a basket and moved to make her escape. Akina was on her heels, when Ed exploded.

 

“WHAT?!?! I DON'T DO DISHES!!!” He yelled, bits of half chewed pancake flying everywhere.

 

“Oh, swallow, you pig.” Winry said distastefully. “We aren't maids. Do your own dishes. You're the one who ate most of it.” With that, she slipped into her coat, and walked out of the door. Ed looked as if he would say something more, but Al held him back. Al was pretty sure that Akina wanted to keep her door. Ed fumed in his seat, trying not to let it get to him. Hesitantly, he looked to the full sink, and sighed.

 

/~Taka's POV~\

 

Taka gazed at the window, as a distant sparkle had captured his attention. The butterfly outside fluttered morosely on the breeze; it's flimsy gold-laced wings letting it drift through the air currents, towards the forest. Taka's eyes clouded over in fascination as he clambered out of the window, following this strange creature.

 

Despite one side of him, telling him to go back to the house, his thought, his very mind was captured, forcing him to follow behind the delicate butterfly. All that Taka could see where the mesmerizing colors, and the shining gold against royal blue, carried by the wind…so free. He would never see the amethyst eyes, watching…and plotting

 

/~Akina's POV~\

 

Akina grinned happily in the fresh air, and led Winry through the rose bush. Her scarf snagged on the thorns, and she scowled, yanking it through. A small piece of pink wool stayed behind in the bush, noticeable among the leaves and roses. Akina kept going, her feet skipping and stepping onto the springy grass and forestry beneath her. Winry was ahead, her blonde yellow hair streaming from behind her.

 

Akina smiled as she caught sight of a bush sprinkled with blackberries. Perfect. She rushed over to them, Winry on her heels. They began frantically picking the berries, stuffing them into the basket rapidly. Winry's hands became smeared with berry juice, as they were squishing most of the berries, but Akina was a little more careful, succeeding in getting as much berries as she could manage into the basket.

 

Winry finally sighed, and looked over at the now overflowing basket. Akina followed her gaze, but saw the bush a few feet from them rustle. Akina froze, her eyes narrowing suspicion. Surely it was a wild animal, rummaging around…or could it be…the bandits? Winry barely dared to breathe, as Akina could hear the soft rasp of her breath slow. Another rustle from the bushes…

 

Rustle…Snap

 

Akina let her breath go as Taka stepped from the bush, scowling at the broken twig that had betrayed his presence. Akina thought that Taka would surely have made more noise… he was rather clumsy as a twelve-year-old boy. But Now, Taka moved smoothly over the rock strewn ground; quit unlike him, as Akina observed. But it was Taka. Who else could possibly look exactly the same?

 

“Sis, that Ed guy hurt his left leg or somethin'…he says he needs Winry to go and heal it for him.” Taka said carelessly, glancing around him at his surroundings. Just trees… Akina looked at Winry In confusion, who looked like she, too, had something to hide.

 

“I'll come with you then…” Akina said stiffly, making a move to the west, where the tree line broke into her house's yard. But Taka held her back.

“It's alright, I'll just stay her and help you pick berries. Winry can go on her own.” Taka said all too hastily, gripping Akina's arm.

”No… I think that I'll go with Winry.” Akina replied, dragging Taka off of her. Taka growled something that she couldn't hear. He sounded frustrated and annoyed.

 

“How did Ed hurt himself?” Asked Winry “He's supposed to be doing dishes!” She said angrily, gripping the wrench in her pocket until her knuckles went white. Akina looked sympathetic of the poor boys, while Winry had that `bloody murder' look. Taka looked grim, still clutching to Akina's arm. Akina jerked her arm, shaking Taka from her aarm and throwing him to the ground.

 

“Taka's eyes aren't deep brown!” She said “Their dark blue!!”

 

`Taka' snarled, and a white light consumed his feet, running up the length of his body. Instead of the regular light tee shirt and loose-fitting shorts, this boy wore a black, tight outfit. A halter-top cut off just above the bellybutton, along with a feminine looking skort, that didn't quit cover a strange tattoo on his left thigh. But the bloodlust in his amethyst eyes was unmistakable. He was a killer, and he wanted blood.

 

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A/N Things are heating up! Yay, I'm starting to get over the shock of having my story up, and I ACTUALLY GOT SOME REVIEWS!!!