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Chapter 1

Ichigo's P.O.V.

We were supposed to be at my house… that's where the senkaimon was supposed to drop us off. Then why were we in the middle of Manhattan?

The New Yorkers bustled around us, apparently not appalled by our sudden appearance. I guess the clothes helped; instead of being in our usual shinigami uniforms, Rukia and I were dressed in regular American-teen clothes.

I was in a white T-shirt and a black sleeveless hoodie with a pair of blue jeans and simple black sneakers. Rukia was wearing a purple Hollister shirt; that matched her eyes, with a pair of short blue shorts a pair of leggings and purple flip-flops.

"Where are we?" Rukia huffed, looking concerned.

"Manhattan," I muttered, "Now if I could only find out where..."

"Hey," Rukia asked again. "Didn't Percy say he lived in Manhattan...?"

"Yeah." My face lit up. "Then we can get to his camp and get back to Soul Society."

"Um excuse me..." A girl's voice said behind me in English; we had been speaking in Japanese before, "You realize you two were speaking fluent Japanese, right? What were you saying?"

"Duh, we know we were speaking fluent Japanese. It's our first language," Rukia muttered in Japanese. "It's like asking you if you know you're speaking fluent English. Baka."

I ignored her and turned to the girl, "Um, yes..." I said searching for the right words. "We got lost; can you show us where East One-hundred-and-fourth and Fifth is?"

"Oh tourists," the girl smiled, trying to take my hand; Rukia growled softly. "I'm Tracey. I'll show you around the city."

"Um just to East One-hundred-and-fourth and Fifth, please," I said. "We're late." I slipped my hand into Rukia's and Tracey stopped smiling.

I smiled kindly. "After you ma'am," I gestured to Tracey who turned tomato red before marching ahead of us. Rukia smirked at me before we followed.

Edward's P.O.V.

"That was... awkward..." Winry muttered beside me. I blinked, one second we'd been of our way to the train station, the next we were standing in a mob of people in a really weird environment. The buildings were huge and the people seem oblivious to everything. And by, 'everything', I mean Roy Mustang screaming at me on the top of his lungs.

"What the hell are we doing here, Fullmetal?!" he screamed in my ear. I refrained from snapping at him. I was in the presence of ladies... and Alphonse. Somehow we; Roy, Lieutenant Riza, Al, Mai, Winry and I; had all been taken to some alternate universe where no-one wore regular clothes.

A man in a suit bumped into me, holding a small black rectangular... object. He barely muttered a sorry before moving on. I stared after him; surprised that he hadn't started cussing like another old man like him would be doing. Roy seemed oblivious, cursing about being moved from his desk on the one day he was actually planning to work. Riza just rolled her eyes at him.

"We all look...different," Al realized. Colonel Hot-head stopped cussing long enough to look at his clothes. He was wearing a pair of black jeans, black shoes that said 'converse' on the side and a white shirt that said 'Hollister' on it in green with a bird in mid-flight stitched below the word. I guessed it was a common brand cuz' Riza was wearing pair of red shorts with the same symbol on it, a long sleeve white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and red shoes that were apparently called 'Toms'. (They were for sale in a window nearby- don't worry, I'm not that psychic)

Al was wearing blue jeans, a orange t-shirt that seemed brand-less, mismatched socks (one blue, one orange) and a pair of odd black shoes apparently called 'Crocs'. I guessed they kinda looked like crocodile heads stuck onto Al's foot. Beside Al, Mai looked down at her clothes. They didn't make sense to me or her apparently either. She was wearing a white shirt with an open black vest, gray skin-tight pants and uncomfortable looking shoes apparently called 'Bridgettes'. (Also on sale)

"What am I wearing...?" Winry muttered aloud. I looked at her. Instead of her usual jeans skirt and jacket combo; Winry was wearing dark blue t-shirt with a pair of white jeans that looked like they were cutting off her circulation, and navy-blue flip-flops. Her hair was out and decorated with a pretty blue clip. I looked down at myself, I swear if was ever dressed like that...

"Well don't you look fancy?" Al joked, pointing at me. He was right; I looked muck like the rest of them. Decked out in a red 'Hollister' shirt, a pair of black jeans and bright red 'Converse', red was definitely my colour. I think I was the best dressed; except for Winry of course...

"Hey look who's here!" Ichigo Kurosaki sauntered down the street towards us, "Late, as usual, Fullmetal."

"Was up, Carrot top?" I joked, turning to him. "Rukia." She smiled.

"Hi!" a chirpy girl popped up in front of me.

"Uh, hi..." I took an involuntary step back.

"I'm Tracey." The girl seemed unperturbed.

"That's nice," I said dryly. "Carrot top, where are we?" I asked, not ever realizing I was speaking in Japanese.

"Oooo more tourists!" Tracey looked happy, we ignored her.

"New York, America," he answered, "In the 21st century."

We all groaned, "Isn't that your century..." Roy asked tiredly, "the one with the polluted air and electronic device override?"

Ichigo laughed. "That's the one..."

"So where are you going?"Riza asked, "You looked like you were headed somewhere."

"Well Rukia and I know some guys here; Tracey's showing us to the leader's house." Ichigo smiled. "We were hoping that we could get a lift from him back to Soul Society then we'd go home..."

"Sounds like fun!" Mai smiled.

"Yeah," Al agreed, like he could disagree with Mai...

"Beats standing up here in the sun, I think my auto-mail's burning these jeans," I muttered. Everyone laughed and Ichigo told Tracey to go on.

Allen's P.O.V.

The random flash of light was my saviour... I think... It had brought me, and the others, to a place that looked incredible. Towering buildings, fast moving cars and people that looked oblivious to the world around them Only, Lenalee, Lavi, Kanda, and I seemed appalled by the buildings around us.

"This place is cool..." Lenalee voiced all our thoughts.

"Dude I like your clothes," Lavi joked, pointing at Kanda's clothes.

"You're wearing em too, Baka Usagi!" Kanda snapped. Sure enough, the four of us were out of uniform. The clothes looked weird to us, but everyone else was wearing them so I guess they were the style of the century.

Lavi was wearing black skin tight jeans and a red hoodie over a black shirt with, as well as his trademark scarf, and black 'Converse' shoes with red laces. His hammer was in his pocket in mini size (obviously).

Bakanda was still yelling at Lavi, but he was wearing a pair of the same black jeans with a black hoodie over a white shirt and a silver belt. Mugen was strapped to his back in its usual holster. His black shoes read also 'Converse' and had in white laces.

Lenalee laughed at them. "You guys are dressed like twins!"

Lenalee looked nothing like the guys, in a pair of light blue jeans shorts that was the same material as the boys' pants, a white v-neck t-shirt and her usual boots, and silver earrings.

"So hey, how come Allen's not dressed like us?" Lavi complained. I looked down at myself. I was wearing a pair of gray jeans that were slightly tight and a black shirt with the words 'Abercrombie and Fitch' stitched in white.

"Hey, I look cool..." I muttered to myself. Lenalee laughed taking my hand.

Kanda rolled his eyes, "Where are we any ways?" He huffed.

"You, my friends are in the 21st century," a familiar looking voice called from behind us. I turned suddenly and found myself face-to-face with my old friend, Edward Elric.

"Tsk, tsk, last place even later than we were, according to Kurosaki here." Ed grinned at us, gesturing to the crowd before singling out a tall guy with orange hair.

"Y'all look nice..." Lavi grinned.

"And you look like you're suffocating in those jeans..." Al joked. Lavi turned the colour of his sweater, too embarrassed to come up with a comeback.

"So, where are you all going?" I figured they had been walking before they saw us.

"We're heading to Ichigo's friend's place. The friend might have a connection to Ichigo's world and then we could get home from there." Ed grinned.

"Maybe..." Colonel Roy Mustang muttered; Ed ignored him.

"Too many ifs," Kanda muttered, "I don't like it."

"Well you got a better idea?" Lenalee asked.

"Well... Not really... No..." Kanda muttered, turning pink.

"Well let's go!" Lavi had recovered his ego.

"Oh yeah and this is Tracey, our over bubbly tour-guide who can't speak Japanese to save her life." Ichigo gestured to a hyper-looking girl with stringy blond hair and crazy blue eyes.

"Hi!" she grinned at us, mainly me... I gripped Lenalee's hand tighter, happy I could call her my girlfriend without Komui trying to kill me.

"Um..., hi," I waved weakly. Ed looked like he was trying hard not to laugh, along with most of the others.

"Well," Lavi grinned "We're off to see the wizard-,"

"-The wonderful wizard of Oz!" Al continued, grinning also.