This is just something I typed up out of boredom a few days ago and decided to post it. This is the manga future.
disclaimer: I do not own FMA.
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"Jun!" I jumped, dropping the ceramic dragon I had been so carefully painting. The delicate blue and gold sculpture hit the ground and splintered into several pieces.
"What do you want, Yuan?" I asked my brother, sighing as I stared at the shattered sculpture I had spent so much time sculpting, baking and painting.
"Oh, sorry." My older brother said, seeing the broken sculpture. "Mom wants to see you." Yuan said, bending down to pick up the broken pieces of dragon.
"Okay." I sighed and got to my feet. I brushed the dust off of my long, clingy red dress. The dress was what I wore whenever doing something 'messy' such as painting. I had never liked it, the dress was too clingy, and the red was too dark a shade, and the contrast between it and the white trim was too stark for my taste.
My feet tapped lightly on the stone outside the palace where myself, my brother and our parents lived. Of course, what do you expect, my and Yuan's father was the emperor after all.
I went to that room. The room our parents always talked to us in. Of course my mother was waiting. She was dressed the way she always did. Though or father protested on a regular basis, she was his guard.
"Yuan said you wanted to speak with me." I chose my words carefully, Ranfan could have a temper, and I had learned at an early age to avoid it. I didn't have much of a temper; I was told I was most like my father, Emperor Ling Yao.
"Yes, Jun. We're going to Amestris to visit some friends of Ling and mine. We're leaving early tomorrow, I suggest you be ready." And with that, my mother was gone. Yuan and I rarely called our parents mother and father, we instead used their real names, but that was just us.
"Yay, Amestris." I sighed, and padded off to my room, feeling melancholy.
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I discarded the broken pieces of dragon before leaving for my room. I quickly packed a bag, not wanting to dwell on specifics. "Jun will come ask me what to pack later." I muttered, knowing my sister, she had probably zoned out while Ranfan was talking to her.
"I'm going to bed." I wasn't very hungry, and suddenly felt drained. I flopped down on my bed and was soon asleep.
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"Crud, crud, crud! I wish I could ask Yuan what to pack." I had gotten up early, but hadn't packed the night before. Doing the intelligent thing, I stuffed a bunch of stuff into my bag. "There." I smiled as I turned to my mirror. I ran a comb through my waist length, unruly black hair.
My hair stuck out at odd angles, and my bangs covered my left eye before blending into the rest of my hair. I untied the bit of twine fastened around my wrist and used it to tie back my hair. I changed quickly. White shirt, blue pants, black shoes. My clothes were baggy, my shoes almost snug.
"Bag, hair, dressed… that's it." I ticked off everything and looked in the mirror. My dark brown eyes stared back at me, anxiety showing plainly on my face.
I cursed quietly, having no way of hiding it. I shouldered the messenger-style bag and headed out of my room, my shoes making a soft tap-tap on the floor. I found my parents waiting, but Yuan nowhere to be seen. My older brother was late. I grinned, more a smirk really.
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I stared at myself in the mirror. Something seemed… off. My shoulder length hair was brushed, and hung around my face, though it was still obvious I was a boy. I wore an open shirt, black with an orange flame pattern near the bottom edge, trimmed with red. The shirt was a style Ling wore when he was my age.
Baggy black pants showed how skinny I was, I hated it. I felt I was too thin, even though nearly everyone told me it was because I was constantly sparring with the guards. I frowned still.
My black shoes were scuffed, but they were the best I could come up with.
The only true feature I really shared with Jun was that we both had dark brown, slightly slanted, eyes. I grabbed up my bag, putting one strap over my shoulder, and went to see if my parents and Jun were waiting.
They were. But rather than berating me, they merely slipped out the door, Jun and I following closely.
It was odd; our parents were dressed surprisingly normally.
"We're sneaking out, aren't we?" Jun asked. Ling grinned and nodded. Jun smiled too, obviously acting like it was all a game.
I exchanged a look with Ranfan; obviously she agreed that this wasn't a very good idea.
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Whether no one noticed, or cared, that the emperor and his family were boarding a train, I could not tell. It was funny though. I sat down next to Ranfan, near the window, and Yuan sat with Ling, directly across from me.
I watched my older brother in a suspicious way, wondering if he was up to anything.
Yuan glared back at me. "What are you staring at?" he asked, his tone vicious.
"You, fluff-face." Not my best comeback.
"Shut up! I'm the older brother!" Yuan snapped, obviously not in a good mood. Witch made me want to goad him further.
"So, does that mean I have to listen to you?" I grinned, enjoying the way that the more I said, the more his temper flared.
Before Yuan could reply, Ling spoke up. "Jun, stop goading Yuan. Yuan, just because you're older doesn't mean you're all powerful. Now both of you please be quiet for a bit."
We both shut our mouths, knowing we were getting on Lings nerves. I stared out the window, and Yuan pulled out a book to read. This was going to be a long trip.
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So yeah, what did you think? I'll be doing a chapter for each set of children before they all meet up, except Ed's kids and Al's kids will share a chapter 'cause I'mma lazy.
Yuan's name means 'the original' in Chinese.
Jun's name means 'the truth' in chinese
Somehow their names are fitting, don't know how...