Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ The Feline Alchemist ❯ Role Model ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: KiraraLover 
This is where we meet Kiku Kaioh.
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 11.12.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 437 | Status: Completed
This is where we meet Kiku Kaioh.
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Adventure | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 11.12.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 437 | Status: Completed
KiraraLover: Well, I didn't get much response to my last fanfic. Maybe this one will be a little better.
Chapter One: Role Model
"Hey everyone! It's the famous Fullmetal Alchemist!" I was walking to town when I heard someone shouting this. I started running as fast as I could.
My name is Kiku Kaioh. I am 16 years old and my role model has always been Edward Elric. That is why I started running to town when I heard he was there. When I got to town, there was a huge crowd of people. I sighed.
“Well, I guess I will have to go through them. This is one of the times I’m glad I’m small,” I said, then started go around and under people. When I finally got to the front, there he was! The famous Edward Elric! I was so excited! Suddenly, a guy walked up to Al.
“Hello, sir. My name Carl. It’s a pleasure to meet you!” He said nervously, and shook Al’s hand. I looked at Ed and saw that he looked really mad.
“Uh-oh. Here we go,” I said to myself.
“I’M THE FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST, NOT HIM!!!” Ed yelled, and tried to attack Carl. Al grabbed him before he could, though. “LET ME AT ‘IM! LET ME AT ‘IM!”
“I am so sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to. I just thought that the Fullmetal Alchemist would be taller and...well...more metally,” Carl said, scared to death of Ed now.
“He shouldn’t have said that. That will just make Ed madder,” I commented, still talking to myself. As I said it, Ed broke out of Al’s hands and fell down. “Uh-oh. Someone should do something before Ed kills that guy.” I looked around. No one seemed to want to help. I sighed.
“I guess it’s up to me. Hey! Mr. Elric!” I shouted, and ran out by Ed. I shook his hand. “My name is Kiku, and I’m you’re number one fan! I know probably 98% about you! You are the BEST!”
“Really? That’s...nice,” Ed said. He looked surprised that I was out there talking to him.
“Ok, ok. That’s enough, Kiku. I’m sure he wants a tour of the town. Then, he will probably want to go back to my house and stay the night,” said a voice behind me. I turned around and saw Mayor Turner walking towards us. He pushed me out of the way and took Ed’s hand. The mayor pushed me so hard that I fell to the ground.
“Ouch! That hurt!” I said, but he just ignored me and led Ed away. I watched as the crowd followed them.
Man, Ed isn’t as great as everyone thinks he is. This is disappointing, I thought.
Suddenly, I saw a metal arm reach down to me. I looked up and saw Al.
“Do you need help up?” Al asked.
“Yes, thank you,” I replied, and took Al’s hand. He helped me up on my feet.
“No problem. That mayor is really mean. How did he become mayor?”
“I don’t know. They don’t let me vote. They say I’m not mature enough.”
“Why not? You seem very mature to me.”
“Oh, thank you. But if you would see my house, you would see why.”
“Can I...can I see you’re house?” Al asked, and blushed.
“Oh...sure. If you really want,” I said. “Come on. It’s this way.” I started walking out of town and Al followed me.
After a couple minutes, we passed over a hill and I stopped. Al must not have been watching where he was going because suddenly, he bumped into me. It was a good thing that he was walking, otherwise he would have knocked me over.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to almost knock you over again,” he apologized, and started blushing again.
“That’s ok. Here’s my house. It is a bit small, but I love it,” I said, and pointed at a little blue house at the bottom of a valley. It had a forest on the back side of it and a stream on the left.
“Wow! It’s beautiful!” Al said, astonished.
“Come on! You haven’t seen the inside yet. Although, you might like the outside better.” I started walking down the hill. Al followed. Suddenly, I heard a bang and then a rumble. I turned around and saw that Al had tripped!
“AHHHHH!!!!!!!!” I screamed as I ran the rest of the way down the hill. When I got to the bottom, I turned around and walked over to Al.
“Are you okay?” I asked, and held out my hand to help him up.
“Yeah, I don’t really feel pain unless something happens to my...never mind about that. I’m sorry that I almost knocked you over...again,” he said as I helped him up (with a lot of difficulty).
“I hope you don’t get offended by this question, but are you always this clumsy?”
“Uh...not usually. I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” he answered, and started blushing.
“Oh. Well, here’s my house. I hope you like it.” I walked to the door and opened it for him. He walked in and I heard him gasp.
“You like cats?!” he exclaimed.
“Yeah. That’s why the townspeople won’t let me vote for a new mayor. That’s why they think I’m immature.”
“Well, then, they must think that I’m immature, too.”
“You like cats, too?” I asked. I stepped in the doorway. Almost everything in my house was cat. My walls had cat posters. My TV was shaped like a cat. I had ceramic cats on all my shelves. My couch and chairs had cats painted on them. And Al loved everything! Suddenly, a black kitten walked up to Al and rubbed up against his legs.
“Wow! A real cat! What’s it’s name?” he asked as he picked it up.
“Her name is Oka.”
“Hello, Oka. You are just the cutest little thing, aren’t you?” Oka started purring.
“Well, if you love the inside of my house, then wait until you see what I have outside!” I said. Al put Oka down and I led Al to the back door. I opened it and whistled one high note. About two dozen cats came running out of the forest. I looked at Al. His jaw was on the ground.
“Wow! That is a lot of cats!” He walked over to them and started petting them.
“Do you want to stay for supper?”
“Sure! I would love to! Although, it’s kind of hard to eat supper when you don’t have a mouth...I know! I will go get Ed and we will both stay the night. Do you mind?”
“Nope. It does get a little boring here all by myself...with my cats, of course. I mean, I love my cats, but it isn’t the same as being with a person.”
“You live here by yourself?”
“Yeah.”
“Did your parents kick you out or something?”
“Um...I’m going to go start supper. You better go find Ed,” I said, and walked back into the house. I went into the kitchen and started supper. I could feel tears coming to my eyes.
Shoot. I shouldn’t have said anything. Now I’m going to cry. And Al is going to think that I’m rude. Today has been a really bad day, I thought, and sat down at the kitchen table and started crying.
Chapter One: Role Model
"Hey everyone! It's the famous Fullmetal Alchemist!" I was walking to town when I heard someone shouting this. I started running as fast as I could.
My name is Kiku Kaioh. I am 16 years old and my role model has always been Edward Elric. That is why I started running to town when I heard he was there. When I got to town, there was a huge crowd of people. I sighed.
“Well, I guess I will have to go through them. This is one of the times I’m glad I’m small,” I said, then started go around and under people. When I finally got to the front, there he was! The famous Edward Elric! I was so excited! Suddenly, a guy walked up to Al.
“Hello, sir. My name Carl. It’s a pleasure to meet you!” He said nervously, and shook Al’s hand. I looked at Ed and saw that he looked really mad.
“Uh-oh. Here we go,” I said to myself.
“I’M THE FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST, NOT HIM!!!” Ed yelled, and tried to attack Carl. Al grabbed him before he could, though. “LET ME AT ‘IM! LET ME AT ‘IM!”
“I am so sorry, sir. I didn’t mean to. I just thought that the Fullmetal Alchemist would be taller and...well...more metally,” Carl said, scared to death of Ed now.
“He shouldn’t have said that. That will just make Ed madder,” I commented, still talking to myself. As I said it, Ed broke out of Al’s hands and fell down. “Uh-oh. Someone should do something before Ed kills that guy.” I looked around. No one seemed to want to help. I sighed.
“I guess it’s up to me. Hey! Mr. Elric!” I shouted, and ran out by Ed. I shook his hand. “My name is Kiku, and I’m you’re number one fan! I know probably 98% about you! You are the BEST!”
“Really? That’s...nice,” Ed said. He looked surprised that I was out there talking to him.
“Ok, ok. That’s enough, Kiku. I’m sure he wants a tour of the town. Then, he will probably want to go back to my house and stay the night,” said a voice behind me. I turned around and saw Mayor Turner walking towards us. He pushed me out of the way and took Ed’s hand. The mayor pushed me so hard that I fell to the ground.
“Ouch! That hurt!” I said, but he just ignored me and led Ed away. I watched as the crowd followed them.
Man, Ed isn’t as great as everyone thinks he is. This is disappointing, I thought.
Suddenly, I saw a metal arm reach down to me. I looked up and saw Al.
“Do you need help up?” Al asked.
“Yes, thank you,” I replied, and took Al’s hand. He helped me up on my feet.
“No problem. That mayor is really mean. How did he become mayor?”
“I don’t know. They don’t let me vote. They say I’m not mature enough.”
“Why not? You seem very mature to me.”
“Oh, thank you. But if you would see my house, you would see why.”
“Can I...can I see you’re house?” Al asked, and blushed.
“Oh...sure. If you really want,” I said. “Come on. It’s this way.” I started walking out of town and Al followed me.
After a couple minutes, we passed over a hill and I stopped. Al must not have been watching where he was going because suddenly, he bumped into me. It was a good thing that he was walking, otherwise he would have knocked me over.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to almost knock you over again,” he apologized, and started blushing again.
“That’s ok. Here’s my house. It is a bit small, but I love it,” I said, and pointed at a little blue house at the bottom of a valley. It had a forest on the back side of it and a stream on the left.
“Wow! It’s beautiful!” Al said, astonished.
“Come on! You haven’t seen the inside yet. Although, you might like the outside better.” I started walking down the hill. Al followed. Suddenly, I heard a bang and then a rumble. I turned around and saw that Al had tripped!
“AHHHHH!!!!!!!!” I screamed as I ran the rest of the way down the hill. When I got to the bottom, I turned around and walked over to Al.
“Are you okay?” I asked, and held out my hand to help him up.
“Yeah, I don’t really feel pain unless something happens to my...never mind about that. I’m sorry that I almost knocked you over...again,” he said as I helped him up (with a lot of difficulty).
“I hope you don’t get offended by this question, but are you always this clumsy?”
“Uh...not usually. I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” he answered, and started blushing.
“Oh. Well, here’s my house. I hope you like it.” I walked to the door and opened it for him. He walked in and I heard him gasp.
“You like cats?!” he exclaimed.
“Yeah. That’s why the townspeople won’t let me vote for a new mayor. That’s why they think I’m immature.”
“Well, then, they must think that I’m immature, too.”
“You like cats, too?” I asked. I stepped in the doorway. Almost everything in my house was cat. My walls had cat posters. My TV was shaped like a cat. I had ceramic cats on all my shelves. My couch and chairs had cats painted on them. And Al loved everything! Suddenly, a black kitten walked up to Al and rubbed up against his legs.
“Wow! A real cat! What’s it’s name?” he asked as he picked it up.
“Her name is Oka.”
“Hello, Oka. You are just the cutest little thing, aren’t you?” Oka started purring.
“Well, if you love the inside of my house, then wait until you see what I have outside!” I said. Al put Oka down and I led Al to the back door. I opened it and whistled one high note. About two dozen cats came running out of the forest. I looked at Al. His jaw was on the ground.
“Wow! That is a lot of cats!” He walked over to them and started petting them.
“Do you want to stay for supper?”
“Sure! I would love to! Although, it’s kind of hard to eat supper when you don’t have a mouth...I know! I will go get Ed and we will both stay the night. Do you mind?”
“Nope. It does get a little boring here all by myself...with my cats, of course. I mean, I love my cats, but it isn’t the same as being with a person.”
“You live here by yourself?”
“Yeah.”
“Did your parents kick you out or something?”
“Um...I’m going to go start supper. You better go find Ed,” I said, and walked back into the house. I went into the kitchen and started supper. I could feel tears coming to my eyes.
Shoot. I shouldn’t have said anything. Now I’m going to cry. And Al is going to think that I’m rude. Today has been a really bad day, I thought, and sat down at the kitchen table and started crying.