Well here's another story for you guys~! FMA this time! What can i say who doesn't love Fullmetal Alchemist?
Darkness surrounded me and I couldn't tell whether I was floating, or standing on solid ground and that fact alone scared me immensely. I willed myself to open my eyes and managed to lift them open a fraction, but I quickly shut them at the throbbing pain resonating through my skull from the action. The pain felt as if someone were slamming a sledgehammer into the side of my skull repeatedly and they wouldn't stop. Once my eyes were closed again the pain subsided into a dull ache in the back of my skull which I believed I could handle for the time being. As my hearing and touch slowly started to return to me I took in the steady hum of traffic as cars drove by wherever I was at the moment. I heard the faint footfalls of a small person walking near to where I was lying on the ground and I tried to call out for their assistance but the only thing that managed to pass across my lips was a pitiful moan of pain. I internally shuddered at the weak noise I had made but it seemed to be enough to grab the attention of the person walking nearby because I heard them stop before they quietly called out, "Hello?" I took in the sound of the person's voice and took note that it was a young man with a fairly high pitched voice and as I made another weak sound I heard his footsteps slowly walk towards me.
Once I heard the footsteps stop to stand right in front of me I tried to reopen my eyes to see the young man that was trying to help me but I found that I didn't have enough energy to even do that. I felt a smallish hand rest on my forehead and the ground crunched underneath the man's shoes as he crouched down to my level to get better access to me. I heard him quietly murmur, "This lil' guy has a small fever and seems to be bleeding if the red blotch on his side is anything to go by..." And I found myself mentally raising my eyebrow at the "lil' " comment he made and I wondered quizzically how he found a man almost six feet tall to be little. I felt the hand that was once held against my forehead joined by another underneath my stomach and was startled to be lifted easily off the ground and into the crevasse of the man's arm. 'How the hell did such a small person lift a man twice or maybe triple his size? Is he a mutant or some shit?!' I thought slightly panicked but tried to calm myself down after a moment. 'Calm down...calm down stop freaking yourself out...he said that I had a fever so I must be hallucinating and I'm injured if his words and the dampness and slight pain in my side are anything to go by...' I think calming myself down enough. 'Well I might as well take a small nap...' I think quietly feeling the small tug of unconsciousness pulling me under.
I was once again pulled from unconsciousness by the sound of a door being tugged opened and more or less being slammed shut with a loud resonating bang. I whimpered as the sound caused ringing in my ears and I squirmed deeper into the crevasse of the man's arms. "Hay Al I'm home!" the man shouted, not helping my ears in the slightest with his elevated volume, and I cringed wishing he would stop being so unnecessarily loud. I heard a muffled, "Welcome home Brother!" by another voice which I couldn't distinguish as male or female which confused and intrigued me. "Al look what I found." the man said as he moved me from the, surprisingly comfortable, crevasse made by his arm to being dangled in the air. I gave a startled yelp, that came out as a mix between a whimper and a whine, at the terrible way I was being treated by this inconsiderate man. "Brother! You're hurting him!" I heard the undistinguished voice say as I heard the clank of metal on metal and heavy footsteps moving quickly to our position. I was gently scooped out of the other's arms and lain against slightly cold metal as the being gently rocked me back and forth. I was comforted by this soothing motion and found myself attached to the obviously more considerate person in the household. "Al...you realize you can't keep it right? We're just gonna treat it's wounds and then back to the streets with it..." I hear the man say as his footsteps walk farther away.
"But Brother! Why can't we keep 'im? He's adorable, soft, sweet, and innocent!" I hear the voice make a noise similar to pouting. 'Why are they talking about me like I'm an animal or something!?' I thought slightly irritated, 'What happened to equality people!? I have my rights!' I squirm trying to force my way out of the arms of the person who is holding me and I successfully tumble from its grasp landing on my face painfully. I squeaked as the floor made contact with my face and I grip my aching nose only to feel a smooth wetness where my nose is supposed to be. My eyes fly open and the first thing I see is a large suit of armor with glowing red eyes staring and watching me worriedly. I hear the man from before say, "Did it hurt itself more?" as a short blond haired young man walks over. He has expressive golden eyes, that are mirroring his irritation at this point in time, and he is wearing a loud red coat, a black tank top underneath it, tight black pants, and black boots to finish it off.
"No...at least I don't think so...he opened his eyes though!" the voice from before says and I look to see that it originated from the suit of armor. The small blonde walks over and grabs me by some fat I didn't know I had on my neck and lifts me clear off the ground, "Well I guess I'll give 'im a bath while you set out some food and water for 'im..." he says as he walks by a kitchen and by a living room then down a hall into a room that I realize is a bathroom. He places me on a counter in front of a mirror and I can only stare at what appears to be my reflection. I saw a small black cat with red fur streaked across its body, had a pale pink nose, and emerald green eyes that I could recognize anywhere...they were mine after all. I tilted my head back and let out a horrified wail that startled the blonde, who had been getting a towel from off a high shelf, causing him to fall and hit his head on the floor with an audible thud.
"Shit! Shut the Fuck up you damn cat!" he cursed as he brought a hand to the back of his head only to quickly retract it with a wince of pain. "Damn it..." he muttered as he grabbed onto the counter to support himself so he could get off the ground and once he had risen he turned to glare angrily at me. "What the hell did you do that for?!" he growls angrily as he wets a cloth to put on his head. "Well...I was just surprised to find myself as a cat is all..." I said quietly as I stared at my paws. "Well that doesn't mean you can go around...just doing...that..." he grumbled as he slowly began to process what was said he turned his head slowly to look at me. "Did...did you just...talk...?" he asks warily and I reply quietly, "Indeed...I did talk..." and he just stares before screaming, "AL I FOUND A DEMON CAT! HELP ME!" and I wail at his loudness, jumping to the floor before retreating to the living room. I scramble under the couch and lay there heaving and shaking fearfully. "Al that cat is a demon!" I hear the blonde shout as he enters the room followed by the armor based on the clanking metal. "What do you mean Brother?" the suit of armor inquires as his feet walk by the couch I am under. "He talked to me! He fucking talked to me!" I heard the blonde rave as his feet paced in front of the couch.
"Brother...are you feeling alright?" the armor says warily as if it's speaking to a crazy person, "I am not crazy Alphonse! The damn cat spoke to me and I'm gonna find it!" he says as I hear the tumble of furniture being tossed over. I cowered lower and scooted father from the sound of flying furniture before the couch I was cowering under was sent tumbling behind me. "There. You. Are." I heard creepily whispered to my right and as I turned my head in that direction I saw the blonde staring at me manically with his hands raised slightly. I pelted for the door and felt a jolt of agonizing pain shoot up my spine and when I look back I see that it was caused by the blonde pulling painfully on my tail. "Stop I'm not really even a cat!" I wail as he still retains his painful grip on my tail, "Ah, ah, ah I don't believe you~!" he sing songs as he grins at me in a way that sends horrified shivers down my spine. I start to panic and wish that by some miracle that I could be human again only to get the insane blonde off of me! I feel a slight tingle roll down my spine before there is a loud poof and I feel myself change and when the mist clears I'm human once again. Albeit a naked human, but human all the same.
The blonde stares blankly at me as well as the suit of armor and then after a moment the blonde mutters to himself though it is heard by everyone, "Well damn..." I blush slightly as I shift uncomfortably to hide my...erm...intimate area and hesitantly ask, "Umm...c-can I have some clothes?" I say looking between the two others in the room. And after a moment more of awkward silence the blonde blushes crimson before quickly rising and uttering a nervous, "O-Of c-course...Al! Can you get him s-some water or some shit?" he says before bolting not even waiting for the suit of-erm-I mean Al's response. Al rises, slower than his brother, and walks into the kitchen while saying over his shoulder, "What can I get you?" I blush and murmur, "Oh! I'll just have a PB and J sandwich with some water sounds good...if it isn't of any inconvenience..." I finish quietly. "Nonsense!" he says as he pokes his head from around the corner, "It isn't of any inconvenience at all! Gosh compared to the way Brother treated you now I would call that an inconvenience and I apologize in my Brother's place for his rash behavior!" he says loudly directing it at his brother who grumbles, "Inconvenience...blah blah...Al's a smartass...blah blah!" I stifle a chuckle at the blonde's words as Al shakes his head in exasperation. "Now you see what I have to live with!" he sighs and I laugh openly at him and he soon joins in with me.
"He must not be that bad?" I say jokingly as I hear an irritated, "Who must not be that bad!?" from the aforementioned blonde. He tosses some clothes in my face refusing to look at me, "You can change in the living room..." he grumbles with a small blush adorably staining his cheeks. "Thank you Chibi-kun~!" I say innocently as the blonde turns to glare heatedly at me, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT FUCKING ATOMS WOULD BE CONSIDERED HUGE COMPARED TO HIM!" he growls loudly as I cower away slightly even though I am now taller then him. "G-Gomen..." I say as I hurry into the living room to get dressed. I finally look at the clothes the blonde gave me and smile at the red hoodie, the black tank top that has a pale white cross faded in the center, the white skinny jeans, the black socks, the green boxers, and the black vans and grin happily. After I have put them on I walk back into the kitchen; I am greeted by the blonde leaning in a kitchen chair and staring aimlessly at the ceiling while Al is just finishing making me a sandwich and my glass of water. Once Al notices me standing there he places the aforementioned items on the table and says politely, "There you go and it was so rude of me not to introduce myself! I am Alphonse Elric but you can call me Al, and the blonde, hot-headed, shorty over there is my elder brother Edward Elric or more commonly known as the Fullmetal Alchemist." An annoyed protest at the word "shorty" was made by the blonde shorty-I mean-Edward consisting of a few choice words along the lines of, "I AM NOT A FUCKING SHORTY YOU SMARTASS YOUNGER BROTHER!" I stifle my chuckle at Edward's obvious rage at being called anything relating to short...no wonder he didn't like my nickname Chibi-kun!
After his little outburst Edward looks at me and says in an a bored tone, "So...what's your name?" I stare blankly at him and inquire quizzically, "...M-My name...?" He glares at me like I'm a retard, "Yes your name dumbass!" he says irritated. "I...I don't...remember...my name..." I say quietly and there is a moment of awkward silence as I try to rack my mind for my name and somewhere in the deep recesses of my consciousness I remember it. "Oh! I remember! It's Takashi..." I exclaim as Edward and AL look at me then Al asks nervously, "Umm...Takashi...Do you remember your last name?" I shake my head as I draw a complete blank in that department. "Well I guess Brother can take you to Central Command and get you into the military so you can find out who you are..." Al says contemplatively. I smile as I happily say, "Thank you that would be great! I would love to help repay you guys for your kindness...well at least yours, Alphonse...Edward kinda attacked and man-handled me..." I say grinning sheepishly at Edward. "Ch! Call me Ed...You sound like your my mom when you say Edward!" Ed grumbles with an adorable blush staining his cheeks. "Alright Ed." I say smiling sweetly at him which makes him grumble an annoyed, "Your welcome Takashi..." I smile as I finish my food and water, "You can call me Kashi-kun or Taka-chan~!" I purr jokingly as the blonde blushes crimson at my joke before huffing in irritation.
Ed yawns loudly and Al chuckles, "Why don't we retire for the night? You can sleep in the spare bedroom I don't need it," Al says kindly and I thank him as I head in the direction he told me it was in. I open the door to reveal a medium sized room with pale blue walls and a queen sized bed with a small brown side table as well as a wall closet on the opposite wall. I take off my pants and lay down in the bed before closing my eyes and smiling slightly as I thought of the hilarious brothers I had met. 'I hope I get to stay with them for a while,' is the last thought that crossed my mind that night before sleep claimed me in its gentle embrace.
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