Ahahaha! My first ever FMA fanfiction! I'm so excited. ROY!!

Roy: ...What do you want now?

What are you talking about, flame-boy? I've never used you before.

Roy: Your obsession with me in everything else is quite enough.

Ha, ha. Jerk. Do the disclaimer. Now. NOW!

Roy: Gah. MixedBreedMaiya doesn't own Fullmetal Alchemist - the series or the movie, or anything else that has to do with it. Her concepts, presumptions, and original characters are her own. Don't flame her... That's my job.

Gee, thanks a lot. Okay, readers, first of all know that I am taking creative liberty and saying Ed and Al found a way back to their original world. Yes, I know you might say that's impossible. And yes, I'm aware that you might not like it. But it makes it easier and more interesting for me. -Shrug- So please give it a chance - or, if you're totally opposed to it, just don't yell at me or tell me how stupid it is. Okay? Thank you much!

Roy: Don't worry. Pass your complaints to me. She'll get them, I promise.

Roy! -.-

Special Thanks:

God, who made me to be a passionate writer.

The people who made FMA. I can't remember who you are at the moment. -.- But I love you anyway!

Roy. Ahahaha. You're awesome.

Readers of all my other works, who offer so much encouragement.

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"...That's a Mustang for you."

"You might warn a guy before you sic your bratty minion on him!"

"He didn't 'sic' me anywhere, shorty."

"Who are you calling so short he could look up to an ant; can't even pick a blade of grass?!"

Roy Mustang watched in unparalleled amusement as the man before him flipped his blond-haired lid. Fifteen years it had been since he had first met this Edward Elric, and still it was uncanny how very little he had changed. Ed was nearing thirty years of age now, with his brother, Alphonse, just one year behind; but he was still uncommmonly short for his age. Al was easily at least four inches taller than he was, even in his normal human body. And it was this that irritated Edward to no end; and this which gave Roy unlimited pleasure in exploiting.

However, it hadn't been he that had issued the insult - not this time. Beside him stood a tall, slender ten-year-old girl. Black hair fell in a long braid down her back, while shorter pieces framed her face and occasionally fell into icey blue eyes. Her hands rested on her hips, a smug expression lining her features. "So you're the famed Fullmetal Alchemist, huh? Daddy told me you were short, but this is ridiculous. I'll be your height in no time!"

Ed, still smoldering, glowered at her as his sheepishly smiling younger brother held him back by the arm. "Just who are you, kid?"

"I'm surprised at you, Edward Elric." Roy folded his arms across his chest. "The family resemblance is undeniable."

"...She's yours?" Al's eyes widened, and he looked to the smirking child. He bent forward, examining her face. "Wow. She does look a lot like you. Who's her mom, who's her mom?" he demanded excitedly. "Is it Lieutenant Hawkeye?"

It wasn't really a surprise to anyone when his suspicion was affirmed, though no one brought that up. "So you got a name, or what, brat?" snorted Ed.

She scowled indignantly. "My name is Kota--" The young girl brought her hand up to smack her own forehead as her father interrupted. Oh, not again...

"Her name is Kohaku Takara Yuki Asuka Mustang!" he exclaimed, proudly, ignoring his daughter's grumble of, "My name is Kota!" For the sake of time and effort, they had come up with that mix of her first two names. It satisfied everyone, except when her father was introducing her. He took way too much enjoyment out of saying her full name, whereas it just got on her nerves. Many a time she'd asked her mother why on earth she hadn't stopped him from naming their only child something so idiotic - and she never really had gotten a satisfactory answer. Riza simply stated it was sometimes better not to argue with the man. Kota supposed it was true, but that didn't make the fact that by the time she finished saying her name, an opponent would have her head on a platter. Oh, yes, she was an alchemist.

Clearing her throat and tugging her father backward by his sleeve, she sought to do her own introduction. One that didn't sound stupid. "I am Kohaku Mustang; Frostbite Alchemist!" Kota drew herself up with the family pride. Roy and Al were right - she did look amazingly similar to him.

Ed was grinning, much to the girl's annoyance. He even went so far as to give a little chuckle. "That so? How old are you, frosty?"

"I am ten years old since last month," she declared hotly.

"I see. And you've already got your name picked out, do you?"

"That's right. You want another taste of my frozen fury?" asked Kota, darkly. She extended her hand toward him.

Alphonse drew his brother back to his side, waving his other hand in the air. "No, no. That's alright. You've proven yourself a worthy alchemist, Kota. You'll definitely get really strong." He relaxed a little when she seemed pleased by his words. "You've got a really cute daughter, Colonel." She blushed, though it went unoticed.

"Actually..." Roy half-turned so they could see his profile, flicking a lock of raven hair from his face. "It's just Roy now. I've left official ranks of the military behind me. Riza insists upon staying in, and she's moved up quite a bit. You've been gone a long time, you two. Before I resigned completely, I was Fuhrer for several years. But now I'm just boring old me." He shoved his hands deep into his pocket, looking off into the distance with a mock-melancholy sort of nostalgia.

"Well, well! So you actually did mange to crawl all the way up there, Mustang. I'm impressed." Ed shrugged. "I didn't think you'd make it past general, honestly. But you never were very predictable."

Kota turned and ambled over to the fountain nearby. She pulled herself up to sit sideways on the rim, dipping her hand down into the water. The name "Frostbite Alchemist" wasn't just a name she's picked out of the blue. She delighted in making ice and snow, and manipulating moisture like that. Therefore, while the boring adults carried on their boring conversation, she formed ice cubes in the fountain of all different sizes and shapes. Some she even sculpted after Ed and Al.

"Speaking of being unpredictable, Fullmetal. How are you even here?"

"...That's a long story. Al and I were presented with a way back here, and I'd prefer not to go into any more detail than that. It wasn't an easy decision to make, all things considered. But hey, here we are!"

Alphonse presently came to join her while his brother spoke further with her father. "What's that you're doing, Kota?" he asked, giving her a warm smile. She blinked up at him in mid-formation, causing her creation to float away only half-finished.

"Just playing with the water... I like to make shapes."

"That's neat. Can I see?"

"Sure." Kota turned back to the fountain. She worked hard to create the perfect sculpture, and when it was finished she was quite proud of it. It was a cat, in the middle of pouncing on some prey unseen. When Al praised her and marveled over how detailed it was, she couldn't help but continue to show off. Eventually they got into a game of making icey artwork in the water, soon making the surface littered with the frozen shapes. She grinned, having fun with this stranger.

They had been in this park, in Central, she and her father, and he had been training her. Well, that's what he liked to call it, anyway. Really, Kota knew it was him playing with her - and she loved it. Roy Mustang wasn't exactly the most outwardly affectionate man, but she adored when he took the time to bring her out here to "train." She also knew her mother liked it, when she was home. It got both of them out of the house and out of her hair. They were entirely too similar in manner, as well.

In any case, her father had caught sight of two very familiar people. He stopped just after making his spark and starting his flare - meaning that Kota had to douse the wayward flame before it got out of hand. She had done so unhappily, disliking the fact that his attention had so easily drifted from her. Oh, she was a jealous girl. But all jealousy was evaporated when the Flame Alchemist stated that those two strangers were, indeed, the Elric Brothers he had spoken so much of. At once, she had wanted to challenge the Fullmetal Alchemist.

Alright, so her father had given her an idea. The impulse had been hers, as well as the action. Kota had assaulted Ed with a flurry of ice spikes. He and his brother had immediately taken cover, the former erecting a shield of rock from the ground to cover them both. And that was how it started, with Roy stifling his laughter at Ed's indignance and Al's pure shock. While she wouldn't admit it, she was extremely excited to meet the brothers. She'd pester the story of their return out of somebody later - no, she wasn't paying any attention to Ed's conversation with her father. For now, she was engrossed in ice-sculpting with the younger Elric.

"...There's no more room..." She blinked at the water, now filled with their creations.

"I guess we went a little overboard, huh?" laughed Al, running a hand through his brown hair.

"I guess so..."

"Kota, let's go." Roy and Ed were facing them now. "We're going to bring the boys back with us. I'm sure everyone will want to say hello." Her father beckoned her with a jerk of his head.

She hopped up. "C'mon, Al!" Kota insisted, pulling at his arm. Al, she liked. Ed... She predicted a long, passionate rivalry between them. How fun!

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There. Chaptah one. Do you like it? Tell me what you think. Don't kill me over it though. It's my first try.

Roy: ...

What's your problem?

Roy: ...Do you really want to know? -Prepares to snap-

o.o Nope. Not really! -Hides- Read and Review!