Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ The Feline Alchemist ❯ Kiku's "Secret" ( Chapter 2 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]
KiraraLover: Sorry it’s taken so long for me to finish this chapter. I’ve been busy with school and stuff, but now that it’s summer, I have PLENTY of time to work on this. Hope you enjoy!

Chapter Two: Kiku’s “Secret”

“Kiku! You’ll never guess where I found Ed!” I heard Al shout. I walked to the front door and opened it. Al was running down the hill with Ed running behind him. Ed was covered in what looked like pumpkin innards.
“Where was he?” I asked as Al got to the bottom of the hill and slowed to a walk. Ed was looking at something else and ran right into Al.
“Brother? Are you okay?” Al asked Ed.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Ed said, and stood up.
“Okay, I was walking towards town when I happened to pass a giant pumpkin patch. I was staring at them because I have never seen such big pumpkins, when I saw a pair of feet sticking out of one of the pumpkins. I jumped the fence and pulled up the feet and, what do you know, it was Ed!” Al explained as he and Ed stepped in the door. Ed’s jaw dropped to the floor.
“Wow. This is weird. Uh...where is your bathroom?” Ed asked.
“Down that hall and to the left,” I answered and pointed. “Why was he in a pumpkin?”
“Well, the mayor accidentally made a joke about how short Ed is while he was showing Ed the pumpkins, and, of course, Ed got mad and threw the mayor into a pumpkin. Then, the townspeople picked up Ed and threw him into a pumpkin. Then, they got the mayor out and walked away,” Al explained as he sat down in my kitty chair. I started laughing really hard.
“Oh. That is hilarious. Well, I better go finish making supper,” I said, and started walking towards the kitchen.
“Wait a second, Kiku,” Al said. I stopped and turned around. Al stood up and walked towards me.
“Why didn’t you answer my question earlier?”
“Uh...well...I really don’t want to talk about that right now.”
“Oh. Ok. You will tell me when you are ready, won’t you?”
“Yeah. I will. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to finish making supper.” I turned around and walked into the kitchen. I stirred the rice one last time, checked the fish, turned off the oven, got some dishes out and set the table. I walked into the living room. Ed was done in the bathroom and was sitting on the couch.
“Uh...supper is ready.”
“What is it?” Ed asked.
“Fried fish and white rice.”
“Ooh, sounds good.” Ed stood up and walked towards me. “Uh... where’s the dining table?”
“Follow me.” I lead them into the kitchen. Ed and Al sat down at the table. I walked to the refrigerator to get some water. When I got back, Ed had a whole pile of rice and fish on his plate and the pan was empty! I slammed down the pitcher of water on the table in front of Ed.
“YOU TOOK ALL THE RICE AND FISH?!” I yelled.
“I didn’t know you wanted any,” Ed said, as he finished eating the last bit of rice and fish.
“WHAT DID YOU THINK I WAS GOING TO DO?!”
“I don’t know. Maybe you had already eaten,” Ed said.
“Don’t worry. It’s okay. I’ll make you more,” Al said. He stood up, grabbed the pan, took it over to the oven, and made more rice and fish. “Sit down and relax.” When he was done, he grabbed a plate and put the rice and fish on it. He set it down in front of me.
“Wow! That was quick,” I said.
“A little too quick...” Ed said, and walked over to the pan. I started eating.
“This is delicious! Where did you learn how to make such good rice and fish?” I complimented Al. Al started to blush again. Ed started to laugh.
“It wasn’t talent. It was alchemy,” Ed said, and showed me the pan. There was a transmutation circle drawn on the side. I started laughing. Al turned beet red.
“No wonder it didn’t take very long!” I said. “I’m sorry, Al. I don’t mean to laugh. But it is really funny!”
“That’s okay. Wait a second. You know about alchemy?” Al exclaimed.
“Yeah, everyone in this town does. Why do you think you got such a welcome as you did?”
“Uh...I don’t know. Maybe they knew the name and they knew he was famous, but they didn’t know why...” Al said, still blushing.
“Oh. Okay. Well, I’m done, so do you guys want to go to sleep now?” I asked, putting my dishes in the sink.
“Yeah. I guess,” Ed said, and yawned.
“Okay. I live by myself, so I only have one bedroom. So, do you want to sleep in a bed or on the couch?”
“Um, I’ll sleep on the couch,” Ed said. “Wait, you live by yourself? What about your parents or siblings?”
“Uh...Al, you can sleep on the chair if you want. Good night,” I ran into my bedroom with tears streaming down my face. “Darn it! I can’t get over it! It’s already been eight years!” I flopped down on my bed and started crying. A few minutes later, I heard a light tap on the door.
“Kiku? Can I come in?” Al’s voice came through the door.
“Yeah,” I said, and sat up in bed. Al came in and sat next to me.
“So, would you like to talk about your parents now?”
“I guess. It all started with my very own kitten. I was six years old, and my parents thought that I was old enough to take care of it all by myself. Two years later, though, it ate a poisonous house plant and died. But that was only the beginning. That same year, my parents took me to my grandparents’ house while they went on vacation. After a couple months, we got a letter from the State that they had...” I had to stop there because I started crying again. Al gently put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. When I was done, I continued, “Thank you. I needed that. Anyway, the State sent a letter saying that they had found my parents’ bodies. Then, a couple weeks later, my grandma and grandpa both became sick with the same thing and died. So, I found this little house and, well, here I am.”
“Oh my! Well, at least you didn’t try human transmutation and lose a brother or sister,” Al joked, and chuckled a little. I didn’t laugh. “You didn’t, did you?”
“Um...no. Of course not,” I said, and chuckled. The back of my head was a little sore, so I rubbed it with my left arm and my sleeve slid down, revealing a metal arm.
“You did, didn’t you?!” Al exclaimed, seeing my prosthetic arm.
I put my arm down and said, “Yes. I did.”
“What else did you lose?”
“My...my sister, Oka.”
“Your sister...Oka? Isn’t that the name of your cat?”
“Yeah. I was so close to my sister that I wanted to honor her by naming my cat Oka.” I could feel tears again. “Darn it! I’m too sensitive!”
“No you aren’t. Anyone would be as sensitive if everything that happened to you happened to them, too. I mean, hearing your story, I would say Ed and I are luckier than you. We only lost our mother. You lost both your parents, your grandparents, and your sister.” At that, I started crying again. “Oops. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that.”
“It’s okay,” I said when I settled down. “It’s true. You and Ed are luckier than me.”
“Well, with all that crying, I’m sure your tired. I’ll let you sleep.”
“Thanks.” I laid down under the covers and fell asleep almost instantly.