Me:I don't know why I hadn't started watching FMA before. It's super special awesomeness! I wanted to do a seme/tall Ed and an ukeRoy for something different. Also a shorter younger brother lol. Also, I'm basing this after the movie. It's been 6 years since then and the dates are off but it's in the middle of WWII..something like that xD

"You haven't said much today brother. Your usally caught up in your papers but you seem off today." Alphose Elric spoke as he went around his older brother's desk, cleaning up the research papers he had scattered around.

"Al. Do you know how we've managed to live this long?" Ed questioned as his hand reached behind his head and he leaned back in the chair.

"Umm, because of your work with his rockets?" Ed turned in his seat and stared almost angrily at his brother for mentioning that. He worked with rockets with the only dear friend Ed had in this world. Who gave his life to send him back home.

"I'm sorry." Al said, slowing down slightly in his current task. He knew Ed still felt hard about the subject after all these years. How many years had it been? Al used to keep track all the time but began to think less about it. Ed, was the opposite as usual. The former alchemist found himself thinking more and more about it.

"It's ok. That may be true, but I think we are alive because of that whole Hilter's scheme of a perfect race." Al put his hand on his head.

"Our blond hair.."

"And we were lucky to find a chemical to temperarely dye our eyes blue. If we hadn't, we'd both probably be dead you know."

"Possibly." Al dropped a paperweight, which was actually just another big book, on top of the papers.

"Why do you suddenly ask brother?"

"I was..just thinking." He grabbed a wooden crutch and stood up, walking over to the shelves and picking a particular book about alchemical myths and other stories, flipping the cover open and staring into the carved out hole into it.

"Your thinking about him again aren't you. You've been doing it more and more lately brother. Thinking about everyone back..home?" He asked slightly. He had begun to think of this place home but he did miss everyone, Winry, Pinako ,their old dog, who was probably dead now though, the large libraries to read on and on about alchemy in.

"You know what. He's 37 this year. can you believe it." The man chuckled and Al walked over, glancing at the dented and scratched cover of a silver pocket watch.

"I bet he barley looks over 30. He did seem to have that ability to look younger then he was. I was surprised to learn he was actually 29." Al glanced over at his brother and smiled.

"What are you thinking about now?" seeing the big grin on Ed's face.

"I can just hear his smart ass comments like "You look like hell Fullmetal," and "I'm not going bald, I'm thinning!" and "it's a good thing you don't wear a uniform cause we couldn't get one small enough for ya." Al laughed, seeing how Ed had grown not to be so short-tempered about his size.

"But Ed. Your taller then me now." Al pointed out, placing his hand on top of his head, which he constantly reminded the brother of. Even if it was only by about half a foot.

"I suppose your right." He limped over and flopped back into the chair. Ed had gotten lucky over the past few years. Al had always been neck and neck with him, but to the Fullmetal's luck, he had inherited their mother's shorter genes. Giving Ed the lead when he hit his final growth spurt a few years back.

He was even slightly jealous of it. Al looked alike like Mom had while he was stuck with his father's looks, although his brother was the one that ending up needing glasses. Ed often teased Al that they gave him a sophisticated look with his somewhat still childlike face on his 19 year old body. Of course, he would claim to be 23; back to being a year younger then his brother. Ed rolled over to the desk and started going through the papers.

"Aww. I just organized those." Al sighed and sat in the chair on the other side of the desk.

"Brother."

"Yeah."

"You never did say why you suddenly brought that up. About that perfect race stuff."

"I was just thinking. Our hair is pretty awesome but I like darker hair you know. Like black." Al smiled, knowing that his brother had a long time and very long distance crush on a certain alchemist. The two of them had done what they planned on doing. Trying to save this world they now called home, but war broke out and that uranium bomb they were searching for was already confiscated and used by another country. They were to late to stop people from using it. People ended up just making more of them and everyone was on edge of who was going to use them first. Al's eyes glanced and scanned through the papers, not really reading them until a picture and research caught his eye, causing him to almost fall backwards from his chair.

"Hu! Brother! This is?" Ed glanced up at the paper and smiled.

"So you finally noticed."

"This is alchemy research. I thought they don't use it over here."

"Al. They don't. But..we aren't from this world. We belong on the other side of that gate." The room seemed to grow dark and full of heavy emotions.

"I thought this was our home."

"It was. But we didn't do what we tried to accomplish. The bomb wasn't ever within our grasp. Anyone we were close to has died in the war or..for research. I..kinda want to go back so we can prevent anything like that happen to there." His brother didn't respond to him.

"Alphonse..I'm sorry I didn't tell you. You know I'm not one that likes to make you worry."

"No. It's just that you were thinking the same thing I was. I just didn't think about going back home." Ed reached across the table and set his hand ontop of the paper.

"It's just a theory."

"Everything starts out as one." The younger man answered and the Elrics grinned and began to read over the papers again. They stood outside their house as it was burning.

"I can't believe we burned another house down. You know Ed. I'm starting to think your a pyro-maniac."

"What? Me? no way Al?"

"Does fire remind you of the Colonol." He noticed Ed tensed up and sigh.

"Let's go Al." They headed off, leaving no trace that any Elric brothers lived in this city and soon, ever on this world. They both worked in that long abandoned and boarded up building. Drawing, sketching, thinking. They both sat on the ground, backs against each others.

"I just don't get it. Why can't it open."

"The drawings all seem plausible and the theory makes sense. Do..you think it's because I opened it on the other side."

"I don't think so. Remember that crazy woman. She opened it from this side alone. We could.. should be able to do the same." They both sighed and slid off each other and onto the floor.

"Are we missing something important brother." Al asked, shifting his glasses and turned his head to look at Ed, who was fixated on the ceiling.

"I don't know. I was hoping we wouldn't have to reopen it on the ceiling. I don't think we'd be able to reach it then." Ed's mind worked the theories and formulas over and over again. He stared at the ground off to the distance where the circles had been drawn. The ground was stained off colored in a spot from past events.

"That's it!" Ed sat up and grabbed his crutch, walking over to the stain.

"Al! We need blood. Our blood!"

"Huh?"

"The first time it was opened..was with Dad's blood." Ed flinched internally slightly. He couldn't believe after so long he could call that man by that name. But the way he died just for him, Ed couldn't not hold as strong a grudge against him.

"Then the next time it was my blood. Don't remember how but it was."

"When I opened it, it was Wrath and Gluttony's blood." Al sighed on the memory.

"That may have only been for that world though. That their blood would have been needed."

"Right. So maybe if we shed some blood, it might work." Ed pulled a knife from his boot and slid his trench coat off.

"Wait brother!" He grabbed the man's arm.

"Al. What are?"

"You still have nerve endings in there! If we get back, you can get your automail fix. Don't go damaging them!" He lowered his arm and glanced at his younger brother.

"Use something less damaging ok. I'll use my blood too." Ed slid the knife down into his palm and squeezed it as the blade cut into his flesh and opened it. Al then took the blood stained knife and did the same. They glanced at each other and Ed grinned.

"You ready Al?"

"Are you ready brother." Ed held out his arm and Al clapped his hand against it.

"Sure Al. Let's go home." Their blood slammed into the seal and the circle glowed and began to open on the floor in front of them.

"Do you think it leads home?" Al said and picked up a suitcase.

"Who knows. It may lead to a completely different world? It may lead no where. You wanna find out?" Ed grinned and old smile Al though was long lost. His sarcastic and devilish smirk.

"Yeah." They both entered the gate, not even sure where they would end up.

There was a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

"Colonol Mustang." Hawkeye saluted and closed the door behind her.

"I have some new reports for you to look over."

"I see." He turned to the blond and smiled slightly.

"Colonol? What is so pleasing?"

"Nothing. I just had the strangest dream last night."

"Was..it about them sir?"

"Actually. I don't know. It seemed like them but the air felt so different. And here I thought I stopped having them years ago."

"Do you..want to talk about it sir?"

"No. Now. Those reports."

"Yes sir." She set them on the desk and left in an orderly fashion. The man slid into his seat and opened the desk drawer for a pen and stopped. He reached inside and pulled out a gun. His eyes flipped the barrel open to revel a single bullet inside.

"Many times I've tasted you and yet am still to afraid to pull the trigger." He glanced back into the desk and saw a small framed picture of the Elric brothers, taken not long after Ed became a State Alchemist and another beside it. A special picture the man had taken with Ed before he disappeared. The stubborn boy even smiled and both looked generally happy. He chuckled slightly, noticing the white glove over Fullmetal's right hand and glanced at his own.

"I bet he lost that. It was suppose to be for good luck."

"Ed. Didn't see you there over the paperwork.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT THEY COULD FIT BETWEEN TO SHEETS SO STACKED PAPERS!"

"I didn't say all that." The blond frowned, snorted and dropped a file onto his desk.

"Here's that report on what you sent me to do."

"Like a good dog of the military. Your dismissed for now. Take a break." Ed started towards door and his hand froze on the doorknob.

"Colonol Mustang."

"Your still here?" Ed twitched, ready to rant back about him implying that he was too small to be seen without a microscope, although the man didn't say such a thing but stopped, breathing deeply instead.

"Can I ask you something?"

"I suppose. What is it?" The darker haired man took his seat as Ed approached the desk again.

"?" He said so quickly the man barely realized it was words.

"What was that?"

"Don't make me repeat myself." Ed said sternly and Roy stood up and walked over.

"Why?"

"Forget about it!" Ed said, stuffing his hands into his pockets and walking back to leave. Mustang grabbed onto the end of his red coat and stopped the alchemist.

"No. Answer me. You rarely act like this around me."

"That's because your a smart ass bastard that pushes me around for kicks!" Ed noticed a different look in his superior's face. An almost kind look that he had started to notice at times under the cold exteirior.

"Argg. It's just that Al was reading about how physics or something can tell a person's life by their hands. I was just curious that's all."

"Your curiosity gets you into a lot of trouble you know."

"Yeah. But it's how I find answers." They glared at each other a moment and Roy sighed and started to remove his glove.

"No! Your right hand. I want that one!" The man blinked and switched hands. Ed grabbed it quickly and broke his gaze from the black eyes and down to the hand. Ed ran his fingers gently along his palm. Sure, he was slightly curious at what Al said, but the only reason he did this was to just touch Roy. He never even giving the man a handshake before. He had admired him, although they constantly fought, when he first joined but now, he had a crush on the older man, completely ignoring the age and status difference. To Roy, Ed was probably just another dog.

"So?"

"This line here is your life line. Different markings on it shows different health or something. This one is your head line, though I didn't listen long enough to really think of what that ment. And this one is.." Ed trailed off and grinned dropping his hand.

"That was all. Curiosity satisfied." He turned to leave again and Roy grabbed his wrist.

"But now you got mine up. Why did you choice my hand and not your own?" Ed tensed up and glanced at his right arm.

"The right hand shows what your life was destined to be or something like how you were born to be. The left hand is the present. I can't well you know." he said, holding up his automailed hand.

"Hmm." The Colonol said and his grip tightened.

"What? I'm done let me go." Ed said getting frustrated and Roy leaned forward slightly.

"Fullmetal.." he said sternly and Ed felt himself losing his composure as his supervisor's face got closer.

"I I was just curious what kind of guy you were born to be..that's all." His voice lowered to bearly a whisper.

"I see." The man straightened back up and set a glove in Ed's hand.

"Here."

"What the hell am I suppose to do with this? It's too big for me to wear!"

"Maybe you'll grow into it."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY I'M SO SMALL THAT!" Roy put his hand against the alchemist's mouth.

"Your dismissed." Ed frowned and left the office and Roy glanced at his hand and chuckled.

"It doesn't matter if you use it or not. Just thought maybe I would protect the man you are going to become."

"The signs were all there. The little hints that dropped about your feelings about me. I just wish I had noticed them before you were gone."

"Brother? Wake up." Ed sat up beside him and rubbed his head.

"What did we hit."

"Home." Al said and stood up. they looked around and realized they were home. The gate had taken them not just to their world. To the very town they were born.

"I figured we'd end up in the city when the gate opened last time." Ed said, standing up and grabbing Al for support.

"Me too. Maybe we just got lucky."

"Yeah. We do tend to have that about us. So. Should we get to Winry's?" He noticed Al glance in the opposite direction.

"Can..we visit Mom instead?" Ed smiled and nodded.

"Yeah. I think that's a good idea." Pinako was walking past the graveyard with her dog when the animal stopped and glance up at the hill.

"What are you waiting for you old man. Winry is waiting for us you know. She's going to let the stew boil over again." He made his way up the hill instead.

"Your going senial you old fool." The old woman sighed and followed after her dog. She stopped feet from the animal as he approached the two men by the grave.

"hey Al wake up. Someone came to visit. I can't believe your still alive." The younger brother stirred and opened his eyes, glancing over at the dog with a prosthetic leg.

"Hey. You are still alive. I figured you died a long time ago." Al sat up and petted him as well.

"Well I'll be. It isn't everyday people come back from the dead. Let alone twice." The Elrics turned to see the old woman standing there.

"Pinako." Al stood up and ran over, he grabbed the old woman and lifted her off her feet and into a strong embrace.

"My Al. You've grown. How old are you now."

"19 uh..actually 23. We're so glad to be back right brother." He turned back as the older one stood up and walked over. The woman fixed her glasses as she was set down.

"Ed your getting old."

"Who are you calling old? You have to be close to a century by now." Ed laughed and the old woman stared at the crutch to his missing leg and up to the trench coat that hid his, she assumed, missing arm.

"So you came back just to get fixed."

"No. We're staying. This is our home still right?" Al asked and grabbed the suitcase, petting the dog again.

"Yes. It always was and still. Winry is waiting for me." she glanced up at the men and fixed her pipe.

"I'm surprised Alphose. I really expected you to beat the pipsqueak."

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A PIPSQUEAK YOU OLD BEAN!" Edward snapped and they three of them started laughing.

"I haven't snapped like that in a long time. I suppose it's an old habit."

"Old is right." She mumbled and they started arguing like old times. Windry was stirring the pot lazily with one hand and and was reading with another.

"I wonder how much pressure that new model could take." She mumbled and jumped at her grandma's voice.

"Your going to let it boil over again? Move aside Winry."

"No no I got it! I was just."

"You were in your books again. Really."

"But grandma. this is the newest issue magazine of.."

"The stew?"

"AHH!" Winry scrambled around the kitchen, trying to save the food before it was ruined. The two woman panted and sighed.

"That was close." The blond said and grabbed the milk Pinako had gone to get.

"By the way. We have some guests. They were looking for so automail repair and I invited them for dinner."

"Awesome. I'll set out some more plates." The old woman looked at the men in the doorway and smiled, walking past them. Al and Ed glanced over at each other and didn't know how to start off. Winry hadn't changed at all over the years. Her clothing style, granted was slightly different. More like what they last saw her in last time the gate opened, but she still had a screwdriver behind her ear and a a wrench in her back pocket.

"You know. Whoever invented stew is a genius." Winry froze at Ed's voice as he decided to speak up first.

"It has milk in it and I can't stand that stuff. But it tastes good in stew. Putting that in vegetable soup? Genius." Al laughed and the woman dropped the spoon into the pot and spun around quickly.

"Your.."

"Sorry. I guess we forgot to call home first huh?" Al said nervously, rubbing the back of his head.

"Edward..Alphose." She hurried over and wrapped her arms around their necks. The boys glanced at each other. Al put his hand around her back and Ed took her head against their uneven shoulders.

"Your real."

"Yes Winry. And we are staying." Al answered and she kept crying.

"Welcome home."

Me: Well it is what it is. Hope to get the next part up soon. Thanks for reading and review