This is my first time writing fanfiction and posting online. I've always wanted to see Edward travel through dimensions with Tsubasa characters but I couldn't find much stories about it. So I decided to write my own version :)
Disclaimer: I do not own both of the stories.
CHAPTER ONE
For the first time in a long while, Edward Elric can see the tip of hope. It has been months, chasing after nothing but an urban myth through the whole country, searching for a way to escape, a way to home. Constant traveling is nothing new to Ed. Only this time, his brother no longer walk alongside with him. Finally, here he came, a shop where wishes can come true.
"So, I can make whatever wish I want?" Ed asks once the tea was served, by the boy with glasses who now standing quietly by the entrance, watching the conversation unfold between his employer and the new customer around the dark wood table.
"Yes," the woman reply without a trace of emotion, her deep red eyes reveal nothing to him, "as long as you pay an equal price in return."
No matter how absurd it sounds to believe magic exists and his wish can be granted by paying a price, Ed supposes it is fair enough. It's basically a sort of equivalent exchange. He only prays, silently — to a God he doesn't want to believe — that the witch would be more humanized about the price than Truth himself.
Ed slowly picks up his tea with his gloved hand. He gulps down his bubbling hope and nervousness to allow himself a moment to think. He is so close now. So close to his home. But the problem is whether he has enough to pay. The possibility of failing, after he has come such a long way makes his stomach churn.
But it doesn't really matter.
Because he knows he will pay all that he can to get back to his brother.
Metal hand clenches under the table, Ed takes a deep breath and utters the words that are held in his heart for nearly two years.
"I want to go back home, to where I come from."
He expected confusion from the witch, but he sees none of it. She knows what I meant. The woman in the purple kimono answers. "Your wish, even if you pay the dearest thing to you, it would not be enough."
Ed's stomach drops. But there's something, something in her voice…
"But?" Ed holds his breath and whispers.
A slight smile appears and she says, "I had a few customers who made similar wishes as yours a couple days back."
Ed sees surprise crossed the dark-haired boy's face. What..?
"You mean, there're other people wanted to go back to my world?" His home is a world away, separated by a large stone Gate. Surely there wouldn't be another alchemist foolish enough to perform the taboo and came here, right?
"No," the owner of the shop slowly puts down her tea, "there're others also hoped to cross to other dimensions."
"Dimensions?" Ed frowned.
She gazes at him, before her blood-red lips tug at the corner.
"There is more than just a few worlds exist in our universe, Mr. Elric."
Ed's eyes widened.
"There are numerous, uncountable dimensions, each of them contains people you may acquaintance with, and living totally different lives. There may be also another you and me," she explains. "I am sure you have experienced this in first hand."
Right. He had — once, before this mess occurred; when he was still at Amestris — Dante tossed him to another reality where wars prevailed. Germany. He saw another version of himself where he kept short blonde hair, wear white shirt with a brown vest instead of his signature red coat. He hadn't expected there would be more worlds than that.
"That's why you knew my name, you met my counterpart here?"
"Those were quite unique features of yours, golden hair and eyes," she answers with an unreadable smile. "And people usually called me the dimension witch."
Ed contemplates her words and asks the most important question to him.
"If I can't pay the price, then how?"
"You don't have to pay the whole price on your own."
That's when Ed hears the sliding of the door and realizes the boy at their side had slipped out of the room at some point, now returning with a black fluffy doll in his arms.
A twitching and smiling black fluffy doll.
Ed thinks his world is getting weirder and weirder.
"So I guess we are off then?" the man with light blond hair, stops a few steps ahead and turns around, looking back to his companions.
The taller man behind him also stops. Instead of answering, he glances back to the city they have stayed for the week. It's their first stop. To be honest, it's a good place to start, in a relatively peaceful environment with a generous host, they could sort themselves out before embarking on this seemingly endless, uncertain journey.
The boy beside him tightens his grip on the sleeping girl in his arms, shoulders slouching. Sakura — the girl who had regained consciousness after recovering a bit of her memories — are still weak. Kurogane has yet to speak to her beside brief introduction. She fell asleep again and has not been awake since.
"Don't look down," the sudden deep baritone jolts the boy's out of his thought. The ninja has his arms crossed; red piercing eyes looking steadily ahead.
"If you have something you must do, then look forward."
There's a moment when Syaoran just watches Sakura's sleeping face silently. Then he looks up and nods with a look of determination.
That's more like it. The kid need to be tough — if he's going to accomplish what he wanted to in this trip — he need a strong mind to overcome every hardship lying ahead of them. Kurogane drop his gaze and is suddenly met with bright blue eyes, whose owner looks annoyingly please. Kurogane frowned, earning a raise of the eyebrow from the wizard.
"Let's go then! " the white bun chirped, jumping up and down on Fai's hands, "Mokona is looking toward a great adventure —"
Without warning, the eyes of the fluffy doll-like creature going round and wide.
"MEKYO!"
All heads turned to the Mokona with looks of confusion and alarm.
What's going on? Kurogane is about to call forth his Kudan when the ruby on the creature's forehead starts to glow. A ray of light comes out and slowly morphs into a projection. The image of the dimension witch stands in front of the four travelers.
"Yuuko!" exclaimed Mokona.
"Mokona." the woman replies with a slight smile. Instead of the outfit they saw she wore back at her shop, she is now dressed in purple kimono adorned by intricate butterflies embroidery, hair elegantly tied up, "I see that you guys are to set off to the next world."
"Witch. What do you want now?" Kurogane growls.
"Kurotan, there's no need to be rude." Fai chimes in, grinning.
A vein pops on Kurogane's head. "Stop calling me that."
"I am not here to want anything from you. Unless you guys have new wishes?" an eyebrow raised, Yuuko's sweep her gaze over the group before continuing, "I am here to inform you a change regarding your travel arrangement."
There's a pause before anyone speaks.
"A change?" Syaoran asks.
A smile tugs at the corner of the witch's lips and Kurogane got a bad feeling for this. He would almost say the dimension witch is amused.
"You have a new traveling companion."
Ed tumbles when he suddenly collides with the solid ground. Disoriented, he looks up and blinked. Four pairs of eyes stare right back at him. There're two men who're freaking tall and a boy looks to be his age holding an unconscious girl. Then there's the creature he has just seen moments ago, only this one is white in color, and with a red gem on its forehead.
The blond man bends down and extends his hand. "You must be the one who is joining us."
"Erm, yeah," Ed grasps his hand and pulls himself up. "Thanks."
"Fai. D. Fluorite, wizard from Celes." the man points a gloved finger to himself with a big smile. "Nice to meet you!"
Now that Ed is standing, he can see Fai is dressed in a long white coat with thick fur and blue embroideries. Wizard robe maybe? The idea of magic still sounds dumb to Ed. But he can hardly deny its existence, after being swallowed whole by a talking rabbit and come out in one piece.
"My name is a bit long. You can call me Fai." The blond added with a wink.
"Ed, Edward Elric, from Amestris." Ed returns the smile and adds after a moment of hesitation. "I'm an alchemist."
"Alchemist! So Ed can do magic like Fai?" Ed catches the white creature, Mokona — the witch has mentioned its name — when it suddenly bound to him from Fai's shoulder.
"I don't really know about magic, but alchemy is science." Ed replies, "Hey, you look the same as the black fluffy rabbit I've just met."
"Mokona is Mokona!" Mokona said, bouncing up and down on Ed's gloved hand. "Mokona brought you here and Mokona will be your guide from now on!"
"The names are quite confusing."
"I've thought the black bun will come along with you,"
Ed looks towards the other man — or it's more like looking up. The man is just ridiculously tall. The black cape he's wearing covers the glimmer of his dark armor underneath. Along with the red helmet, he looks like he's coming out of a battlefield. The moment his red gaze meets golden, Ed's almost startled. Maybe that's not a totally wrong guess, he thinks. Because it kind of reminds him of Scar, and it's more than just the color of the eyes.
"I'm Kuro — ." the man nods.
"Kurotan." Fai speaks up.
" — gane."
There's a moment of silence before chaos erupted. Kurogane has called up a sword out of nowhere and chasing Fai down the hill, for whom is grinning and laughing all the way. Ed watched the scene unfold with utter amusement.
"Kurogane-san doesn't like being called those names," the boy with chestnut hair explains with an apologetic smile, "I'm Syaoran, and this is Sakura."
"I know what that's like," Ed gives out a small laugh, causing a raised eyebrow from Syaoran. "Is she okay? She seems a little pale."
"Saku —," Syaoran looks down. "Princess Sakura has lost her memories in an incident."
Ed eyes widened a little. "Amnesia?"
"It's not as simple as that," Syaoran tightens his hold on the girl. "They are scattered around different worlds as feathers. We are traveling to collect them back."
There's something more in Syaoran's tone that is almost sad and wistful. And before Ed can ask, Fai — who has returned from the chasing, Kurogane seething by his side — start explaining how they have met each other in the witch's shop. About how the girl had nearly died from losing all her memories. How the feather was found and the chaos before they can return it back to Sakura.
"So, we won't be able to move on to other worlds, before Sakura —"
"Don't worry about it," Ed decides to cut him off. "I can help."
Syaoran looks up surprised.
We are going to get them back, brother.
We will get our bodies back, both of us. You can't do this alone! We are going to search the stone together.
"You'd need all the help you can get, right?" Ed shrugs, taking his gaze back from the city to his soon-to-be travel companions. "Besides, it's not like I have anything else to do before I can get back to my world."
Syaoran looked Ed to the eyes with a grateful smile. "Thank you."
"Oh, you mentioned there's something like magic in this world?" Ed asks, recalling what Fai has said earlier.
"You mean the Kudan?"
"That smog the tall guy had called out and changed into a sword? I thought it's some form of magic."
The said 'tall guy' gave him a slightly annoyed look before calling his sword out again. "What do you want?"
"Ah, I just want to try something." Looking at his own brown flapping coat, Ed takes a deep breath before clapping his hands together. For a second, Ed almost think it doesn't work. Then blue sparks dance around his hands and he presses them to his coat. Brown fabric gradually morphs into a deep shade of red with a black curling symbol at the back. Seeing his piece of work, Ed smirks.
"Hyuu, that's pretty impressive." grinning, Fai step forward to inspect his now red coat.
"It's been awhile I can do alchemy." Ed smiles. He hadn't been able to use alchemy in Japan when he was finding the wish shop. He had a few theories about the reason but they were just wild guesses. Now, it seems he was right.
Kurogane gives out a small snort before retracting his Kudan. "Can we go on to the next world now?"
"Right, I am ready." Ed glanced back to the group with a wide grin.
"Let's go, everyone! Mokona will be your guide!"
I am on my way back home.
Ed's gloved hand brush against his own right wrist; he can almost feel its metallic chill beneath the fabrics.
I am coming back to you now, Alphonse.
As silver tendrils close around him, Ed closes his eyes, his red coat flapping around him. Maybe this would be a long journey. Maybe there's still a long way before he can see his younger brother. Still, he can't help but feel a little relieved that this time, he's on his way, and he won't be traveling alone anymore.
