A/N: This story is slightly AU. Alfons isn't dying or dead. ..Yeah. If you're wondering who this is, It's
Here's what we don't own: Fullmetal Alchemist or its characters. Any songs used in any chapter of this fic, unless noted. However, we do own Randall and Ruby!
Also, The song used here is Nightwish- The Escapist. Look it up. You'll be glad you did.

The keyboard played out a soft and haunting melody, echoing through the amphitheater. The keyboardist's blue eyes, though soft, clashed with his brightly-colored pink hair. He stood alongside a smaller girl with black hair and a pale complexion as she played the lulling violin intro. The boy's fingers played quickly, setting the stage for the guitar and drums to cut in.

The lights focused in on a dirty blonde with grey eyes. His eyes were also much softer, but they held a happy and focused undertone. His fingers suddenly began skillfully ramming out powerful riffs, hitting each note perfectly. A guitarist with mid-length black hair stood next to him, complimenting his sound with matched skill.
But perhaps the most interesting was the drummer.

The drummer beat relentlessly on the drums, his loose, long golden hair whipping as he pounded out the rhythm. He seemed smaller than the rest, and his brown eyes were full of fire and determination.. and livid excitement. He continued his rhythmic tapping, melody softening to fall in the background of the coming vocals.

The girl who had once been playing the violin carefully set it on a stand, walking toward the microphone. Lifting the mic from the stand, she began to sing, her soft, gently-accented voice resounding beautifully.

Who's there knocking at my window?
The owl and the dead boy
This night whispers my name
All the dying children

As the guitars began again, backed up by the renewed strength of the drums, the crowd seemed to be lit with energy. Once the powerful mix of music quieted down, the crowd began quietly singing along to the words with the vocalist.

Virgin snow beneath my feet
Painting the world in white
I tread the way
and lose myself into a tale

Come hell or high water
My search will go on
Clayborn Voyage without an end

The audience sensed the change in rhythm, and started shouting and chanting with the chorus. The air crackled with the wild electricity of excitement.

The nightingale in a golden cage
That's me locked inside reality's maze
Come someone make my heavy heart light
Come undone
Bring me back to life

A nightingale in a golden cage
That's me locked inside reality's maze
Come someone make my heavy heart light
Come undone
Bring me back to life

As the guitar built up a series of riffs, the drums took center stage, commanding attention with their masterfully-played rhythm. Both instruments match the strength of each other just before the vocals kick back in, the singer delivering the performance of the night with her powerful voice.

As the song finished, the crowd cheered ecstatically, still cheering even after the band had left the stage.

"Hell yeah! I rocked!"

"Brother!"

Ed looked around sheepishly, correcting his statement as he twirled his drumsticks in his left hand.

"I-I meant, we rocked!" At this, Heiderich sighed, the others just laughed.

Randall put his hands on his hips, grinning widely. "Damn I love playin' with you guys!" He pauses, grinning nervously. "Er, well, y'know what I mean."

Ed gave him a weird look.

"Do we?" he asked with a smirk.

"Oh I'm sure you do, Edward." Randall leered at him, grinning.

Ruby rolled her eyes.

"As much as we'd love to hear you two going at it in the room tonight.."

Heiderich gave her a wide-eyed look.

"HELL no!" Ed yelled out, glaring at Ruby. He shuddered. "No thank you."

"Well then, maybe you should keep it to yourselves. You know this place is crawling with fans. They'll twist your words," the dark-haired girl warned.

Al nodded in agreement, disgust creeping onto his face..

"They thought me and Ed had something going. I was enraged. For goodness grief! He's my brother!"

Ed makes a gagging motion, causing Randall to laugh.

"Welcome to the 21st century, boys."

"Oh stop being an ass. You can just fuck off about it already."

"Come on, really? You two are from the past? Worst of all, you weren't even drunk or high when you told us that!"

"The past, huh? I don't know about anyone in the past with golden eyes. But then again...You did seem... different when we first met you two." Ruby looked at them almost skeptically.

Al sighed and shook his head as he pulled his guitar off his shoulders.

"Ed I told you you never should have told them. You knew the odds were they wouldn't believe us."

"Yeah, but they're our closest friends. And.." His voice lowered into a mutter. "The closest thing we have to family here."

"I believe you." Heiderich's voice came from the back of the group.

"Well you fucking BETTER! You're from the past too dammit!" Ed suddenly yelled, pointing at Heiderich. "Don't try to play the sane card!"

"Somebody's a little short on temper..." Ruby muttered.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU CALL ME?!" Ed nearly screamed, eyes lit with rage.

"Brother! Calm down! She's shorter than you are!" Al tried to pacify his elder brother. Ruby just twitched at the unintended insult.

"So was Granny, but that never made it less insulting!" Ed yelled back in reply, growling.

"Hey hey ladies, calm down. Do you want those fans to attack you like last time? Get your skinny asses in the bus. Go."

"Why Randall," Ruby said. "I never knew you thought my ass was skinny!"

"Yours, Ed's, both Al's. I'd tap any of 'em."

Ed's eyes widened in horror while Ruby simply looked unamused. Alfons had taken the smart route and decided to ignore them.

"And you believed it!" Randall cackled. "That's why it's so much fun to mess with you, Ed."

"Well leave your messing around for your bedrooms. There's thousands of those bloody fans out the door, and we've got to get moving." Ruby chided.

"I'd NEVER SCREW HIM!" Ed yelled, pointing at Randall.

"Are you sure about that, Edward?" asked a woman who was wielding a large camera, grinning as she began snapping away.

"PAPARAZZI! RUN!" Al zoomed off toward the bus, leaving the others behind.

"AL! What about me?!"

"Every man for himself!"

"AL YOU TRAITOR!"

Ruby sighed, dragging the unaware Alfonse out of the building and toward the van.

Just as they were about settled in, lounging as the bus rolled down the road, Ed having picked up his required book to get lost in his reading; the peace was broken by the albino cat that Alphonse begged his brother to adopt.

"Wha-Fuc-HELL! AAAL! GET THIS CAT OFF MY FACE NOW BEFORE I TRANSMUTE IT INTO A CHIMERA!"

Ruby and Randall looked confused, yet slightly amused.

"Transmute?" Ruby asked, a twitch under her eye. "Like the people in those fairytales used to?"

"Like the people in your stories?" Randall snorted. "You tell me you want me to let up on you, but you keep that dumb 'from the past' act up."

"Somebody's been reading a bit too much, wouldn't you say Randall?" Ruby asked, the smugness emanating in her voice.

"Oh shut up, Ru-by," Ed replied in annoyance, turning away from the others on the couch, focusing solely on his book.

She scowled, focusing on the passing scenery.

"Awright kiddies, relax. We're all pent-up from the concert. That can only mean one thing." Ed visibly bristled, turning only to glare as Randall continued. "It's PARTY TIME!"

Hei looked up.

"With Red Solo cups?" He asked excitedly.

All eyes, temporarily excluding Edward's, due to the fact he was still glaring at Randall, turned to Hei.

"..What is it with you and Solo cups?" Ed finally asked, breaking the silence.

"What? They're awesome! They're disposable, and plus.. Hey, you love red!"

Ed scowled.

"What does that have to do with anything? I wouldn't give a damn if they were purple!"

"Brother," Al started. "I don't think they come in purple..."

"I think Alfons there just likes buying red things because he knows you're attracted to them. I think he's trying to make you attracted to him," Randall states smugly.

Hei's eyes nearly bugged out, his face reddening.

"I-I-are you mad? I like women, not men!"

"Coulda confused me, I see you oglin' Ed all the time."

Hei sputtered.

"W-what!? No! I was just staring off into space! Edward happened to be in my line of vision..!"

Hei was saved by the bell. Or driver, rather.

"Ladies! We're here!" the all too perky driver called.

"YO CHUCK! WHO THE HELL YOU CALLIN' A LADY?!" Ed screamed, leaping from his lounging spot, completely abandoning his book.

"He calls 'em as he sees 'em," Al replied, just giving a smile and a wave to Chuck as he followed the others off the bus.

Ruby snorted.

"That's all too true, and hey, where's..HEI!" she clambered back on the bus, Hei staring off into space while petting the albino feline. "You can dream about sleeping with Ed later! Let's go!"

Hei snapped out of his thoughts, face turning pinker than his hair once again.

"I told you! I'm really not thinking about that! I swear! I-I'm into girls! Guys are too brutal, anyway!"

"Al's not," Ruby replied. "He's kind, gentle, and wouldn't hurt a fly. You'd date a gentle guy, right? One who isn't, how did you say, brutal?"

"Opposites attract," Randall butts in, sticking his head into the bus. "Hei's really quiet and gentle. Ed? Not so much."

"I DON'T LIKE GUYS!" Hei once again yelled in defence, face beet-red.

"NEITHER DO I SO GET OFF IT!" Ed yelled into the bus. "Let's go to this stupid party."

Ruby chuckled.

"Yeah, and my last name is definitely not Asmeira."

Al's head popped in.

"But Ruby, that is your last name. Isn't it?"

"It's called sarcasm. You should try it sometime."

"Al, let's go," Ed muttered. He grabbed Al's wrist and dragged him away toward Randall and the party location.

The DJ's music was playing loudly, filling the building with an electric vibe.

Yellow Diamonds in the light
Now we're standing side by side.
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive.
It's the way I'm feelin I just can't deny
But I gotta let it go

"I LOVE this song!" Al gasped, eyes widening with his grin.

"It's not bad," Ed mumbled. "I still like our music better."

"Except for music from the 1950s, it's the only music you like, Brother." Al shook his head with a sigh.

"Whaaaat? That music has meaning! This is just.. sound."

"1950's, huh? Not terrible taste. But it's kinda depressing. This music is definitely more upbeat." Ruby said thoughtfully.

"It sucks," Ed replied plainly, crossing his arms.

"What did you say? Rihanna kicks ass!" a random guy retorted, stopping next to them.

"Hot ass maybe, but her music sucks," Ed replied, grinning.

"Why you- wait, are you the guys from Gate Clusterfuck?"

"Does anybody hit the drums like I do?" Ed replied egotistically.

"No, but I can hit quite well." Randall said.

"..Hit what?" Ed asked.

Alphonse face-palmed, then leaned in and whispered into Edward's ear. Moments later, Ed's face adopted a horrified look.

"AL! How do you even know about that? Here I thought my brother had retained his innocence!"

Al froze up a bit.

"Well...um...I gotta go use the bathroom!" he ran off.

"ALPHONSE ELRIC YOU GET BACK HERE!" As Ed chased after him, various voices could be heard in the crowd.

"Is that the drummer from that band?"

"Gate Clusterfuck? No way! It's him!"

"No way! He really IS short!"

Everyone in the building heard the blonde's scream.