Just to inform you all there are two authors to these stories (and it's posted multiple places under the same name SisterStoryWriters)
The Ishbalan Alchemist (TIA) is written by myself, Mary.
The Twin Blade Alchemist is written by Calley (That's the second "book" it will be "published" after this is completed)
This is the first chapter of a (I believe) trilogy. This is a Full Metal Alchemist kinda thing but Edward, the younger characters and the rest Don't appear until the second "book" or later into the story.
CHARACTERS OWNED BY THESE WRITERS: Kighlee Kinder, Jack Johnson
She was walking along the market, aware of someone watching her. Soldiers had recently come to Ishbal. As she stopped to get apples, a man appeared across from her, "Miss, I wouldn't get those."
"Why shouldn't I?" She asked with a slight edge to her tone.
The man turned over the apples and pointed to the holes, "Unless you like worms in your food…" Kighlee blushed and apologized, "It's all right; we've invaded your city suddenly and intruded on your way of life. It's understandable." He smiled.
Kighlee finally looked at the man; he was shocking to look at, for he had a little longer than regulation hair, which wasn't the shocking part. His hair was white. Not pale blonde, but white. No color in it anywhere, that was shocking but his eyes were a pure vibrant cerulean blue, with almost deathly pale skin.
As Kighlee studied him the man studied her, mid back curled black hair, tan skin and deep red eyes. Her looks were exquisite but her face just drew looks, it was a natural beauty that she must have worked years on.
The two broke the gaze and talked idly about the apples. Another soldier came over and Kighlee ripped the fruit out of the man's hand glaring and raised her tone to him, insulting him. The white haired man looked shocked but noticed the smile in her eyes, as the commanding officer muttered about "She-devils" Kighlee looked at him, as the commander turned around, she leaned over the fruit to 'look' at the apples on the other side. "Kighlee" She whispered to him.
"Jack" He whispered back.
Kighlee turned from him with a smile, over the next few weeks these meeting were kept in the market place but as weeks turned into a month Jack asked Kighlee to meet him somewhere.
Kighlee snuck out of her house. She wouldn't be noticed, as no one live with her since her parents died when she was 15, five years ago. Her problem was going unnoticed by her neighbors; she crept along the back of her house through some back yards, and towards her and Jack's chosen meeting spot.
The hill was covered by trees at the back, towards the front it was bare and over looked the small fields of Ishbal. Jack was waiting when Kighlee got to the hill; he had a blanket spread out and was sitting on it.
Kighlee crept behind him and slide her arms around his neck. He chuckled and pulled her in front of him, she landed in his lap. Kighlee kissed him deeply and pushed his shoulders down so she was straddling his waste. Jack chuckled into it and broke the kiss.
"Someone's eager." Jack said in a husky voice, as Kighlee had come in her less than average clothing, a pair of skirt like trousers that cut off above her knee and a blouse that hugged tighter than what seemed possible, "Did you dress down for me?"
"No, Just in pajamas" Kighlee said as Jack had flipped her.
Jack got off of her, "This is serious Kighlee." He said as he flipped her on her back.
"When isn't it with you?"
"Don't start that now"
"Fine. What's wrong?" Kighlee looked at him, regaining her maturity.
"This, the two of us I mean." His eyes looked down slightly. "I'm breaking orders, and if we're caught, I get charged with treason." Jack noticed Kighlee's look. "Kighlee...In a matter of weeks we've grown to fall in love with each other."
Kighlee nodded, "Yes, I know." She paused. "But we can hide it, we've been doing it for a while now and we haven't been caught yet." Before she could say anything else, Jack cupped his hands around Kighlee's face. She glared at him and pouted, "If you say, 'Sweet, Innocent Kighlee.' Or 'you are too young to understand my turmoil' Jack, I am going to hurt you. I'm three years younger. Not ten or twenty and this is our deal."
Jack chuckled, "I'm sorry, I just feel old." Kighlee glared more, he leaned down and kissed her, "Al-" Jack didn't get to finish as Kighlee sighed.
"Jack Johnson, stop thinking. Just stop for tonight, for the past week and half you have done nothing but worry, I, on the other hand, have done nothing but comfort you."
Jack looked at Kighlee with a blank expression and rolled his eyes, "Shut up." Kighlee felt her jaw go slack; he pushed her jaw up and kissed her. He gently pushed her back onto the blanket, sliding his hands up her side.