Yo! How are all my adoring fans doing?? JK, I probably don't have any, except for maybe unwantedstranger, who is my bestest pal!!! YAY! Well, yeah, randomness over. Hope you like this new story that I'm doing!! It is set after the movie, sort of. Well, enjoy it!!! The only pairing right now is IchigoxRukia. Also, I know this is short, but I already have the next chapter written; I just have to type it up!!! LOL! Wish me luck, because it's like 5 pages!!! Well, thanx, and check back soon for the next chapter!!!! Also, don't ask why I named it Soul Gifts, because I don't actually know!! YAAY!
DISCLAIMER: Hmm. Let's think about this: I don't own Bleach or FMA, just like Alec doesn't own a brain (inside joke- u kno, unwantedstranger!! XD). Kubo Tite and Arakawa Hiromu, respectively, own both of these. Also, this is the only disclaimer I'm doing for this story. Look back at this chapter, or my profile if you have doubts!
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"Brother, are... are we dead?" whispered Alphonse, sprawling on the soft, green grass. Al looked around, and found that they were in some sort of open park. Edward was lying right beside him, his automail arm draped over his stomach. Ed turned to face his brother, blinking his dark, golden eyes with disbelief.
"Al, what are you doing here? You should have stayed—"
"I couldn't lose you again, brother! Can't you understand? Please, don't be angry."
"No, I'm glad you came. I've missed you. And it worked, didn't it? You have your body back."
"Yeah."
They smiled at each other fondly, and then turned to face the blue sky dotted with wisps of cloud. For now, they were content just lying there, carefree.
Before long, they were interrupted by another's presence. A tall, orange-haired boy walked into their range of vision. Ed noticed before Al did, and got up with a start.
"Who's there?" he demanded.
"What?!? You can see me?" the boy said, astonished, though he had been walking in clear sight. He looked at Ed and Al with apparent surprise, his frown knitting his eyebrows together.
"Why wouldn't we see you?" Al said quietly, observing the boy. Ed was doing the same beside him. He certainly was hard to miss. The odd boy was tall, almost 6 feet. His orange hair was messy, and ruffled in the breeze. He was wearing a dress, of sorts, which was completely black. The oddest part about him, however, was the large, knife-like sword that hung on his back.
"Well, um, it's kind of hard to explain. Oi, RUKIA! Come here! Hurry up, will 'ya?"
"What is it, Ichigo!? Baka, screaming for me like that," replied a rough, yet feminine voice, "I'm coming!"
"So, your name is Ichigo? And your friend coming over is Rukia? Well, since you've so carelessly told us your names, it must either mean that you're friendly, or you're planning on killing us. So, I'll trust you with our names. I'm Edward Elric, and this is my little brother Alphonse Elric."
"Huh, nice to meet ya. The name's Ichigo Kurosaki."
"Dobe! You started introductions without me!" screamed the voice that, apparently, belonged to Rukia.
"Will you stop calling me names in front them? You're embarrassing me!" Ichigo yelled back at the girl that had just walked over. She had straight, black hair, and dark blue eyes that almost seemed purple. She was wearing a white button-down top, and a gray skirt.
"Hi!" she said sweetly, "My name is Rukia Kuchiki. Nice to meet you."
"Yo, Rukia, their names are Edward and Alphonse Elric. They can see me."
"Well, baka, of course they can see you! They were looking right at you!"
"Well, I just thought I should clarify it! Sheesh!"
Edward and Alphonse looked at each other, relieved. Their finders didn't exactly seem like killers.
"So," said Rukia, suddenly serious, "You can see Ichigo? How clearly?"
"Um, well, he looks like a normal person should, if that's what you mean..." replied Alphonse. Why were they asking such strange questions?
"Ichigo, they have strange reiatsu. It's not any of the normal colors, and his-" she pointed at Ed, "-is abnormally large. I would say as big as yours, if not larger. His brother's is quite large too, though not nearly as big; possibly as large as Inoue-san's."
"What? This is serious!"
"Hold on a minute. What are you talking about? What is reiatsu, and who is Inoue-san?" Edward interrupted, confused.
"Yes, I think you owe us an explanation," Alphonse agreed.
"Sorry, but you guys are... well, interesting. I think it would be best if we took you to our friend. He'll be able to explain it better than we could, and he'd probably want to see you anyway. His name is Kisuke Uruhara. Uruhara-san will, hopefully, help you," Rukia stated. She wasn't sure what to do at that point.
"What's with the –san on the ends of names? And why did you say 'hopefully'" asked Ed. Alphonse mirrored his bewildered face, eager for answers.
"Ya know, you ask a lot of questions, for a shrimp," said Ichigo, sarcastically.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SHRIMP THAT ESCAPES THE HUNGRY MOUTH BECAUSE OF HIS MINISCULITY???!!!???!!!???"
"Brother! That's not what he said!" Alphonse cried, trying very hard to keep a grip on Ed's collar. He succeeded in heaving him back, to the amusement of Ichigo. Rukia snuck up behind the tall boy, and kicked him forward with all the strength she could muster, knocking Ichigo over.
"Hey! What was that for!?!"
"For making fun of the height-deficient. We somewhat-shorter-than-normal people should never be underestimated! Ha!" Rukia said, putting one foot on Ichigo's back, and crossing her arms in front of her. She smiled victoriously, directing it toward Ed, who was just surprised at the scene that had unfolded. From the look of it, Ichigo was used to this kind of treatment, and Rukia was used to giving it.
Ichigo sighed from under Rukia's foot. It was going to be a very long, painful day.
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YAAAY!!!! That's the 3rd time I said Yaay in this chapter!! Anyway, how'd you guys like it? I think it's OK. Also, please tell me if I get any Japanese terms wrong, or if the characters are acting sort of OOC, or anything. I accept flames because at least you're taking the time to actually write up a review, no matter how bad it is. Ok, yeah, sorry 'bout the rant. BYE!!!!