Welcome! This is one of my oldest and best stories, though when I first wrote it, I wasn't a very good writer, hehe, so, I'm rewriting it now so that it's better written. To those of you who are returning readers, welcome back! To those that have stumbled upon this story for the first time, I hope you enjoy it. You can either wait for updates ((which I recommend)) or you can read the old version to find out what happens, though it's not nearly as well written. Either way, it's your choice. Hope that you all enjoy, regardless!

Disclaimer: I don't own FullMetal Alchemist. Heck, I only half-own this story as it is, even if you factor out the FMA-ness of it. Heh, do you returning readers remember me saying that the plot of this story was written by a ghost friend of mine? It's true, hehe.

"Katieeeee..." My dad's singsongy voice jerked my attention away from the mirror, and I sat up straight, turning my head to look at the door. The approaching footsteps up the rickety wooden stairs alerted me to the fact that he was coming up to my room to check on me. The knob on my door turned, and the door swung open, allowing my dad to poke his head in intrusively. "Are you done yet? Your friends have been waiting down here for the last half hour."

I flashed my dad a smile as I finished the last few brush strokes on my hair and then set the brush down on the vanity table before me."I'll be there in a minute," I replied. I turned away from him and once again looked into the mirror to make sure that my hair was perfect. Satisfied, I reached for my ponytail holder and pulled my hair through it. I needed to keep my hair up tonight, so that it wouldn't be seen. I had brown hair, as opposed to the blond I needed. Grabbing my hair net, I then proceeded to push all my hair up underneath it, so that not one single strand was hanging loose. I looked in the mirror one more time to check. Good, my hair was perfect.

I leaned back into my chair, exhaled, and then in a rocking motion, moved forward and stood up. Now to don the rest of my costume. My friends and I were going out trick or treating tonight, as this was Halloween night, and I had plans of going as Edward Elric. My friends couldn't understand why I was being such a fussbudget about having everything perfect in the costume, since I was only going to wear it for one night...but for some reason, I just had to. Even I didn't understand it, but I was going to follow the impulse and have my costume be as exact as possible. I hadn't gone thrift shopping for the right pieces of the costume for the past few weeks for nothing.

I grabbed the black, white-trimmed jacket and slipped it over my shirt, being careful not to mess up my hair net in the process. I couldn't put on the costume until after I'd brushed my hair after all, because...well...ahem...when I'm wearing black clothes while brushing my hair, you can see dandruff flakes all over the clothes. It's kind of embarrassing...but all the same, it's what I have to deal with. At least it's not that big of a deal. There were worse things to worry about.

After fastening the clip to hold the jacket in place, I pushed my right sleeve up. I had managed to find a bunch of pieces of metal that looked an awful lot like auto-mail when they were assembled right, so I was going to wear the makeshift auto-mail to make my costume more authentic, but I had to put it on after putting on my jacket, because it liked to come apart whenever I slipped my jacket sleeve over it in my past attempts. This was the only way to get it to work, even though it was kind of awkward.

Once I got the auto-mail on, I carefully pulled my sleeve down over it, and patted my pants pocket to make sure that the silver watch was still in there where I'd left it. One couldn't be too careful. I then turned and walked over to the full length mirror positioned on the back of my door and struck a few poses in front of it like I was some big super model. The thought made me smile, actually, considering that there probably weren't many super models dressed as Edward Elric out there. I nodded unconsciously at myself in the mirror. Yes, so far, the costume looked good.

I walked back to my vanity, picking up the blond wig I was to wear on the way there. Sitting down in the vanity chair, I leaned forward a bit so that I could see into the mirror, and positioned the wig so that it covered all my hair. I didn't want even one strand of my hair showing...that would ruin the effect. The bangs on this wig were particularly long for being bangs, which made it a really good wig to wear for an Edward Elric cosplay, but it was a bit annoying how they kept getting into my eyes. I had to keep blowing the bangs out of my eyes. I shook my head and chuckled a bit. Oh well, it would only be one night. I wouldn't have to live with this, after all.

Another impatient call coming up the stairs brought me back to reality. I jumped up from my chair, making a bit of a ruckus with the chair scraping across the floor, and shouted, "I'm coming, I'm coming! Just a minute!" I went back over to my bed, and grabbed the white gloves that were lying there, and quickly pulled them over my hands, though it was a bit tricky getting it over my auto-mail covered hand. I'd never really been good at that, but I managed.

I took a deep breath, and let it all out in a sigh. Finally, only one piece of the costume was left to apply: the red coat. That wouldn't take long. Getting impatient from the constant calls of my friends and family up the stairs, I grabbed the coat and roughly thrust my hands into the arms.

All too suddenly, my hands went up to my head as I tried to stave off a dizzy spell that had just appeared out of nowhere. I wobbled a little bit in the place I stood, and decided that it would be easier if I were to sit down, so I sat on the edge of my bed to wait for the feeling to pass. I really didn't think too much about the fact that I had had yet another dizzy spell. Heck, I had dizzy spells all the time, so many that I could even tell one form of dizziness from another, so I always knew if the dizziness came from hunger or fatigue or lack of blood flow. This particular instance didn't feel quite the same as most of them did, but I still didn't think much of it.

As soon as the feeling had come, it left, so I carefully stood up so as not to trigger another one, and made my way down the stairs, only to find myself looking into the faces of two very annoyed friends.

"We've been waiting for you," said Tammie, crossing her arms and giving me one of her death glares that I knew would've even scared Edward Elric if he had actually been real.

"Yeah, I know. I'm really sorry," I said, dropping my gaze to the floor. I hated it when I made my friends upset at me.

Tammie just sighed and shrugged at me in a sort of annoyed manner, and then gave me another glare that quite clearly said, "Don't let it happen again." I gulped and nodded at the unspoken statement. I caught the message, quite clearly.

"Well, we'd better get going then," said Sheila, trying to break the tension between us. She needn't have worried so much, since Tammie wouldn't have clobbered me or anything...well...maybe she would've if she was mad enough, but she didn't normally get that mad at me. Regardless, I agreed that we had better get going while the night was still young. Tammie and I fell into step behind Sheila and we headed out the door.

My friends and I made our way up to the first house, and I knocked on the door, using my left hand, of course, since I didn't want to damage the door with my auto-mail, gloved or not. The door swung open and the smiling face of our neighbor greeted us. As he looked out at the spectacle we were presenting...Tammie dressed as a fairy, Sheila as that elf woman from Lord of the Rings, and myself as Edward Elric, I noticed that he couldn't help himself and started to chuckle. Turning around and calling to someone back in the house, he said, "Hey, Muriel, come here, it's that FullMetal shrimp!"

On an impulse, I suddenly snapped and shouted, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT THAT YOU CAN'T TIP THEM OVER LIKE A COW BECAUSE THEY'RE SO CLOSE TO THE GROUND THAT THEY WON'T TIP?" Everyone stopped dead in their tracks for several long seconds, and then took up laughing their heads off. I was a little confused at first, but slowly began offering my nervous chuckles as well. Normally, I was no good at Ed rants, but that one had come so easily. It must've been due to the fact that I was dressed like Ed. It made me feel more in touch with the character.

The man gave us each our share of candy, or rather, more than the average share of candy, since he had been so impressed with my performance, and then we turned and made our way to the next house. Sheila turned to me with a combination of a smirk and a confused expression on her face and said, "So, how did you do that?" What kind of answer could I give to that? I gave her the only one I knew, a shrug. She rolled her eyes at me, and we continued on to the next house.

By and by, we approached the last house on the street. I pulled my watch out of my pocket and flipped the cover open to check the time. Heck, it was a real watch, not just one of those simple watches that were meant for looks only. This one looked expensive and intricate. "Okay, guys," I said, breaking the giggle-fest that Sheila and Tammie had gotten themselves into, "If we hurry, we might have time for one more street before everyone starts turning their lights out.

Tammie turned and rolled her eyes at me. "If SOMEONE hadn't been so obsessed with looking absolutely spotless, then we might've had time to cover more streets and not have to hurry."

I clenched my fist for a moment before releasing it. While it wasn't fair of Tammie to keep bringing that up, it was true that I had kept them waiting initially for some time, and frankly, that hadn't been fair either. I didn't want to say anything, since I feared I'd say something I'd regret, so I simply looked down at the ground and found an innocent pebble I could take my frustration out on. Taking full advantage of this, I drew my foot back and kicked it with all my might. My little act of revenge on a helpless pebble seemed to have gone unnoticed, however.

"Tammie, don't roll your eyes at Katie, that's not nice," I heard Sheila say, "Besides, the Blue Fairy wouldn't roll her eyes at anyone, she's a nice lady." I snapped my head back up to watch the charade play out before me, as these two could get quite amusing once they got going, as long as they didn't drag me into it.

Tammie then rolled her eyes again, and responded by saying, "First, I'm not the Blue Fairy, I'm just a generic fairy, get it right. Second, even if I WAS the Blue Fairy, I have brown eyes, so the eyes would just behave however they wanted while the rest of me was being kind and sweet."

Sheila looked back and forth between us, wearing a confused look on her face, as if trying to get me to help her to understand Tammie. I shrugged at her. No, I didn't understand her either. I never claimed that she made sense. Heck, she rarely did. Sheila turned back to Tammie, and surprised us by getting a bolder tone in her voice than she normally takes. "Well...that's just stupid. My green eyes don't make me act more elven!"

Tammie blinked a couple times in response to Sheila's attempt to drive sense into her, but quickly shrugged it off, as if considering that it wasn't really important, though I saw otherwise on her face. If there was one thing Tammie enjoyed most, it was causing mischief. "Sure they do," she replied, "Just like Katie's golden eyes make her act more like Ed. She even demonstrated it earlier."

At this, I had to laugh. "No, no, my eyes aren't golden, you goofball. My dad didn't let me wear those contacts. Didn't you notice?" I remembered his speech full well, especially the part about him saying that he wasn't going to let an eleven year old girl wear contacts while she was under his care. Upon asking him why, he explained in detail about the damage to one's eyes, especially the corneas, that contact lenses could cause, and since I wasn't used to them, they would be really irritating to me, and I'd be needing to take them out before the night was over. While I wasn't overly pleased, I still respected him for the decision, even if it meant compromising one thing about my costume. I understood his motivations for laying down the law on the contacts. I only hoped that going as Edward Elric with blue-gray eyes was passable.

Tammie flipped her black hair over her shoulder in a scoffing gesture. "Ha ha, very funny."

Now, wait a minute...what? Did I just miss something? "What are you talking about, Tammie?"

Tammie rolled her eyes again, as she seemed to love doing that and making me look like a complete idiot, turned towards me, and said, "It's obvious that you're wearing those contacts because your eyes are indeed golden, and I highly doubt that that's your natural color."

I felt my heart skip a beat, though I couldn't place why, since I knew that Tammie was always playing jokes like that, but I still wanted to know what she was getting at. Tammie started walking on ahead of us, so I ran to catch up with her, and grabbed her arm to make her stop and look at me. She tried to pull herself out of my grip, obviously in annoyance, but I had the upper hand today, what with my having an auto-mail arm, so she couldn't get away. "Sorry, no go, Tammie...not until you explain to me what you're talking about."

She turned to face me with an irritated look on her face, her brown eyes concealing flames from within, I could've sworn. "Look, Katie, I've been putting up with a lot from you tonight. First you fuss about your costume, then you make us late, then you try and make us hurry up, then you slow us down with these little annoyances of yours, and now you're trying to mess with my mind by telling me that you're not wearing contacts when you obviously are. Kate, I've had enough. I'm going home."

Tammie tried to leave, but I gripped her arm even tighter, begging her not to leave, and to give me another chance. I honestly didn't know why I'd been causing so much trouble all day, but the last thing I wanted to do was annoy my friends to death when we should've been having an enjoyable time together. She turned and glared at me, telling me to let her go, and muttering something about my being too proud or too much of a fangirl to admit that I was wearing gold colored contact lenses.

I finally released her. I wasn't going to get her to change her mind or make any sense to me, that was for sure, so I turned to the next best person to query, Sheila. Apparently, just one look at her told her what I was asking, so she reached down into her robe and pulled out the little purse she always had on her person, even at times like this, and pulled out a cosmetic mirror. "Katie," she said, handing the mirror to me, "See for yourself."

I gingerly took the little mirror and slowly raised it to my face. My hands were shaking a bit, because if I were to go by the way that Tammie was acting, there seriously might be something bizarre to see...and Sheila was acting a bit strange too. She never played the games that Tammie did, so that scared me a bit. I angled the mirror down so that enough light hit it so I could see my reflection in it, and looked at my eyes.

What I saw petrified me. I wasn't even able to retain the grip I held on the mirror, and it slid from my hand and clattered to the ground, spinning in place until it finally came to a rest on its backside. Thankfully, it had been framed in plastic, so it didn't break. I didn't personally believe in that superstition about broken mirrors causing bad luck...but, well...better safe than sorry.

I started visibly shaking, and began moving my lips to try and form words to utter the confusion I was feeling right then. It was hard going, but I finally managed to say, "Wh-why are my eyes golden? There's just no possible way-"

Right about then, I felt a strange warmth fill my body. It was simultaneously comforting and terrifying, as I couldn't quite place it. With the wind blowing on us, I had no reason to be feeling warm right now, and I sure as heck wasn't old enough to drink alcohol, so it wouldn't have come from that either. Heck, it wasn't even from sugar overdose, since I hadn't eaten any of my Halloween candy yet.

My hands started twitching uncontrollably. I wasn't sure if it was from the cold outside of my body in spite of the warmth inside it, but I didn't like it, because I couldn't seem to stop it. I threw my arms around my own body in a self hug to try and regain a little control of myself, as I didn't have a clue what was going on. Even Tammie and Sheila had finally noticed that something was up, and were sending concerned questions my way. They were familiar with my tendency to get dizzy spells, but this was no dizzy spell.

Tammie, nervous that the wig I was wearing might be getting too hot for me and causing me to get light-headed, walked up to me and grabbed ahold of the braid, giving it a sharp tug without warning. My head jerked back and I yelped in pain...the kind of pain that one gets if one's own hair is pulled...but wait...that didn't make any sense...that was not MY hair that she'd pulled!

Tammie then backed off a couple steps, and gave me the most perplexed stare I ever saw come from that girl. Somehow, that look scared me. I didn't like her looking at me like that. She didn't get concerned over just anything. Suddenly, without warning, my feet suddenly started moving on their own, and took off running in the direction that they were pointed, which just happened to be the stone brick wall of the nearest house. In no time, I had hit the wall, and had fallen to a sitting position where I was clutching my nose, since that had taken the most abuse from the impact. I seemed to be hearing someone saying that they were sorry, but I brushed it off, seeing that the thought made no sense.

In no time, my friends had caught up with me, and where helping me up. Tammie threw a hug around me and apologized for having yelled at me earlier, and proceeded to ask why I had run away from her like that. Short of an epileptic fit, which I never had had such a thing before, I couldn't think of any reason I had run away. I had simply lost control, while I felt fear...a foreign fear, take over my body. It was...well, to put it lightly, weird.

I honestly wasn't sure how my friends would take that particular description of this most recent occurrence, but I was not the kind of person to keep many secrets from my best friends, even the most bizarre ones, so I told them anyway. My friends' reactions were amusing, to say the least. Tammie got all bug-eyed, and Sheila had her hands to her mouth, as though in a prolonged gasp. Finally, Sheila removed her hands from her mouth, and spoke. "It-it's just like in those ghost stories I've been reading." She swallowed, and then started again. "You've been possessed...by a ghost...haven't you?"

Now it was my turn to get all bug-eyed and enter into a prolonged gasp. I honestly didn't know what to say, and the thought of possession hadn't even entered my mind. How was that even possible? After all...if I had been possessed, wouldn't I have been terrorizing my friends by now by doing the crazy things possessed people did? I was still shaking, especially since I had this new possibility to ponder, and I nervously shook my head. I didn't want the statement to be true.

Tammie stepped a couple steps closer to me, and looked me in the eye. "I think she's right. That would explain all your bizarre behaviors as of late." I continued to shake my head. I didn't want it to be true. The thought was too terrifying for me. Tammie placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder, and calmly said, "Let me speak to the other being inside you." I screamed and tried to run away, because I didn't want to lose control of my own body again, but Tammie's hand reached out and grabbed my own, just as I had done to her just a moment before. "It's the only way, Kate. We have to know who this is and why they're possessing you...otherwise, we won't be able to find a way to help you."

I was still shaking quite a bit, but I slowly nodded my understanding of Tammie's statement. Tammie must've noticed the overwhelming fear emanating from me, for she had reached forward and grabbed both of my shoulders, giving me a gentle squeeze, as if trying to tell me it would all be alright. It was so good to see how my friends were sticking by me, even in this bizarre and scary situation. I had honestly never known they cared so much. With that, I relaxed my body, and released myself.

The next thing I knew, my body had gotten that warm sensation over it again, and I once again began moving without any sort of control on my part. I was starting to believe Sheila's assessment...maybe I was possessed.

My eyes flicked up towards Tammie, and a wave of nervousness passed through me, another foreign sensation. My lips parted as if to speak, and I coughed a couple times in the attempt. Finally, the words, "I'm sorry," managed to come out.

Tammie gripped me even tighter, concern evident in her eyes, and said, "For what?"

I shivered again, involuntarily, and once again met her gaze. "I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble. I'm sorry that I possessed Katie...I just didn't know what else to do. I swear that I won't hurt her."

"Why do you possess her?" said Tammie, sending one of her deadly glares that no one could lie to her face and live through.

"It-It's a long story," said the being inside of me, the one who was speaking through my own body at present, "To make a long story short, I was bound to my clothes when I died, a long time ago, and I wasn't able to move on because of that. Then Katie came and reassembled them on her person, so I transferred my essence into her body, in order to get free. Now, once I can find a way to get out of her body without hurting her in the process, I can move on."

Even though I wasn't in control of my own body at the moment, I felt a twinge of sadness pass through me, and I began feeling sorry for the person inside of me. Whoever it was, they must've been pretty desperate to have done this. Because this being was still looking at Tammie, I was able to see the same feeling going through her eyes, a feeling of pity.

Tammie struggled for her words, but finally managed to say, "So...if you died a long time ago...why were you dressed like Edward Elric?"

I felt a surprised jolt run through me, once again, a foreign emotion, and I looked up at Tammie with a start. "How do you know my name?"

"Your name," Tammie paused and licked her lips to regain her composure, "Is Edward Elric? How is that possible? Edward Elric doesn't even exist!"

Suddenly I wrenched my shoulders free of Tammie's grasp, and sent back another version of the deadly glare that Tammie was usually so good at. "I do TOO exist! Whatever made you think I didn't?" I stood there, still, for a moment, before I finally collapsed to my knees, and resumed the shaking I had done before this whole issue of losing control over my own body had started.

Tammie and Sheila knelt down next to me and each took one of my hands in theirs, as if to let me know that they were still there for me, regardless of what was happening inside me. Sheila then looked into my eyes, and said, "Katie...do we have you back?" A tear slipped out of the corner of my eye, and I slowly nodded my head.

I sat in silence for a few moments, not saying anything to anyone, and simply looking down at the ground, and at my friends' and my clasped hands. Finally, I raised my head, and looked into their eyes. "He really is Edward Elric. I can feel it. It seems I can pick up some of his thoughts since he's in my body...and...and..." My voice trailed off, and I had to pause a moment to regain my composure once again. "...He's thinking a lot about the painful experiences he went through...and it's not quite the way that you see it in the anime...he has these strong emotions attached, so there's no doubt..." My voice trailed off again, since I didn't know what else to say.

Apparently, I didn't need to though, because I felt my friends' free hands being placed on my shoulders, and Tammie's words of "I believe you, Kate. If you say he's Edward Elric, then he probably is. I just...don't want anything to happen to you."

I smiled and awkwardly started to stand up, albeit with a little help from my friends, since this whole experience had caused a little dizziness to surface, but it wasn't a big deal. "He said that he wasn't going to hurt me in any way. I think that we can trust Edward." Tammie and Sheila didn't really respond audibly, but they were nodding, like they were trying to agree. That was good enough in my opinion, so I decided to continue. "He's letting me have control of my own body, after all...so...why don't we go and try to tackle the next street?" I once again looked at my pocket watch, "Yep, there's still enough time if we hurry."

Tammie rolled her eyes once more at me and said, "Again with the hurrying." However, I could tell that she was slightly amused at my sudden return to my normal character after that whole experience. I smiled and chuckled back at her in response.

"So, let's continue on our candy quest, shall we?" I said as I ran up to Tammie and slapped her on the shoulder with my auto-mail arm. She uttered a small cry of pain and began whining at me for doing that. I simply replied by sticking my tongue out at her and running off ahead of her, shouting something about her not being able to catch me. That got her riled, so she chased me as I ran around the corner to the next block.

Slowly, we all became somewhat used to the additional member of our party, even though none of us could see him, since he was sharing a body with me. We were even able to make Edward open up and talk a little bit with us during the whole excursion, so that we could get to know him a bit better.

Sometime during that night, Sheila mentioned that her parents were always saying to be careful what you wished for, because it just might come true. She had never understood what they had been getting at until that night. Tammie and I could definitely relate. I had always wished that Edward Elric actually existed and that I could meet him personally. Not only did I get my wish to MEET Edward Elric, but I had become Edward Elric.

I hope you all enjoyed this new version of "My Body, Your Soul". Please leave feedback, let me know how I'm doing with the rewrite, and I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible, heh. Heck, it's a lot to type, hehe, so a few reviews for my efforts would be just lovely, hehe. Anyway, take care, and hope to see you back next chapter!