A/N: Okay, a few things you should know about this fanfic, Edward is a girl, Alphonse has his body back, and Roy is Führer. Also, Ed is 18, Al is 17, Roy is 30, and Riza is 28. I think that's all you need to know for now… This is my first FMA fanfiction, don't kill me.
Pairings: Roy/Ed, Al/Winry (that's all I have for now.)
Chapter 1:
It was five in the morning, and Alphonse Elric awoke to an ear splitting scream. It didn't last long, but it was enough to cause the poor boy to fall face first off the bed he was sleeping on.
He quickly got up, ignoring the pain in his face and felt around the bed in the darkness. "Ed? Ed, are you okay?" His hand touched something warm and soft, and he scooted closer to the object.
"Al. Hand. Chest. Off. Now." Edward Elric said in a monotone voice.
"Ah! I'm so sorry!" Al quickly removed his hand, his face going bright red. He was glad it was too dark for Ed to see his face. "I didn't mean to touch your-"
"Boobs?" Ed finished for him. "It's alright, Al. I know you didn't mean it. You forget sometimes, right? That I'm a girl."
"Well... Yes... Sometimes I do since you have me call you 'Brother' all the time instead of 'Sister.' But this time I really didn't see you in the dark..."
"Yeah, it is really dark." Ed said, sitting up and leaning over to turn on the lamp sitting on the bedside table. She picked up her silver State Alchemist pocket watch from where it sat beside the lamp and checked the time, silently cursing to herself. "It's too damn early for this crap." She complained, grabbing her pillow and hugging it to her chest.
Al stared at his sister with a concerned expression. "Oh yeah. Why did you scream?"
"Huh?" Ed blinked as she stared at her younger brother. It took her a few seconds to comprehend what he was talking about. "Oh, right. I just had a small nightmare is all. Nothing to worry about."
"Nightmare? What about?" Al asked, curious now.
"Drop it, Al." Ed told him sternly. She really didn't want to talk about the nightmare. It was the same as it had been for years, only altered every time. To put it simply, her nightmares comprised of when Al lost his body and when they couldn't successfully transmute their mother. Al has his body back now, yeah, but those memories still haunted Ed, even though she was now eighteen.
"Okay... Oh. Didn't Führer Mustang want to see us in his office later on today?" Al asked.
"Yeah. The bastard said he had some big news for me and walked off with an evil looking grin on his face. I wonder what he's planning..."
"Guess we'll know in a few hours time."
"No kidding." Ed sighed and ran her fingers through her straight blonde hair. When she was standing straight, it reached down to just above her knees. It had grown considerably over the years and she loved running her fingers through the length of it and definitely loved how soft it always felt. The only thing about it that irritated her was that it made her feel warmer even on the hottest of days.
"Don't you think you should cut your-" Al started.
"Don't even finish that sentence, Alphonse." Ed interrupted. You KNOW no one touches my hair. And that I never cut it." Ed said, braiding her hair into one long, single loose braid.
"Yeah, but..."
"No buts. Now get dressed. I don't want to go into Mustang's office feeling hungry." Ed said, throwing her legs over the edge of the bed and getting up. She tossed the pillow she was holding at Al, in which he caught and set back down on the bed as he got up as well to get dressed to go eat out.
"Hey, Führer bastard." Ed greeted Roy as she walked into his office.
"You're late, FullMetal." Roy stated with an obviously disapproving look.
"Yeah, well, when aren't I?" Ed asked with a cocky grin on her face. "Anyway, just tell me the news you have for me and give me my mission so I can get out of here."
Hearing that, Roy's disapproving look turned into a sly smile. "Oh, that. Congratulations, FullMetal. You are now my personal assistant."
"Your... What?" Ed asked, seemingly not comprehending what Roy had just told her.
"Personal. Assistant." Roy repeated, enunciating the two words as one would do to a small child.
"Why me?! Why not Hawkeye?!" Ed exclaimed, outraged.
"She is already my bodyguard."
"So what?! Add 'personal assistant' to her list!"
"I don't want to. So, FullMetal, are you going to turn down this offer from your Führer?" Roy asked, an evil glint shining in his eye.
Ed was at a loss for words. She wanted to turn down the offer, but also wanted to accept it at the same time. The fact of the matter is, she has had a huge crush on Roy Mustang for years already, so of course she wants to see him and be near him as much as she can. But then again, he doesn't know that Ed is actually a girl. The only people that actually know are Winry, Al, Pinako, and her father, Hohenheim. She would actually prefer Roy NOT to know, considering how much of a womanizer he was. "I uh... I guess not..." Ed replied.
"Great! Now go fetch me an expresso." Roy demanded.
"An expresso?!" Ed yelled. "Why don't you get it yourse-" Ed stopped mid-sentence at the intense stare Roy was giving her. It made her get a funny feeling in the pit of her stomach and her cheeks turned slightly pink. Turning away quickly, she walked at a fast pace toward the door. "I'll be right back..." She said in a tone of defeat, walking out the door.
"What did he say?" Al asked once Ed exited the room.
"I'm now his 'personal assistant.'" Ed grumbled. "Right now, I have to go get him an expresso."
"An expresso? You sound like you just got demoted or something."
"That's what it feels like right now."
"Sorry... Oh, but hey! Did you ask if you could take next week off?" Al asked.
"No. Why would I..." Ed trailed off. "Right... Winry's birthday. I forgot..."
"You still need to get her something, too. I'm done with my shopping."
Ed sighed and slapped her hand over her face. "Great... What the hell am I supposed to get her?"
"You could get her some new clothes? You could try the outfits on yourself. I mean, her chest area is bigger, but you two have the same waist size. And you also have the same shoe size." Al suggested, making sure to leave out the significant difference in height between the two girls.
"That sounds like a good idea. Let's go during my lunch break."
"Sounds like a plan." Al smiled enthusiastically.
"What do you think of this one, Al?" Ed asked, walking out of a fitting room she was in. She was wearing a loose orange t-shirt that hung from one of her shoulders, exposing her remaining shoulder and was small enough to show the majority of her stomach, a black mini skirt, and black knee high platform stiletto boots.
"I think she might like them. She'd find some use for them. But I don't think she needs platform boots. At least not as high as the ones you are wearing right now." Al said as he studied his older, yet smaller sister.
Ed decided to ignore the height comment that implied that she was short and instead looked at Al's face, chuckling. "Are you imagining Winry in these clothes instead of me right now?"
Al flushed slightly and looked away. "Maybe I am... What's it to you?"
"Hey, I never said it was bad. But I think you should ask her out on her birthday." Ed said, taking out her braid and running her fingers through her hair to loosen the knots. "I know you like her, and I have a hunch that she likes you back."
"Easier said than done, Ed. You know that." Al sighed. "You like Mustang, so why not ask him out?"
"Hey. You know that's way different."
"No, it isn't."
"Yes, it is."
"No, it's not!"
"Yes, it is!"
"Ed?" A familiar voice came from behind the blonde, causing her to freeze and tense slightly. She knew that voice anywhere. "Hey, Ed." The voice called again, this time at a closer distance.
"Hello, Fürher Mustang." Al greeted.
In a panic, Ed spun around and put on her best poker face. "Führer Mustang?"
"Hey, FullMetal. I didn't pin you as the kind of guy to cross dress..." Roy trailed off, his eyes on Ed's slim hour glass figure then moving up to rest on her chest. "You're a-?"
"Did you say Ed? You know my brother?" Ed interrupted, smiling brightly.
Roy and Al stared at Ed incredulously. After a moment, Al figured out where Ed was going with this and quickly composed himself.
"Edward?" Riza Hawkeye asked, coming up behind Roy and staring at the sight before her.
"Oh, this isn't Ed!" Al piped up. "This is my older sister, and Ed's twin!" Al scanned the store quickly in search of a name, his eyes landing on a tag and he blurted out the name printed on it. "Akina! Her name is Akina!"
"Akina?" Roy and Riza asked in unison.
"Yes! She's here to visit Ed! We couldn't find Brother so I took her in here for some shopping." Al gestured to the pile of clothes on a nearby chair. "Her and Brother are very close. Akina likes to try and be exactly like Ed." Al said, noticing both Riza's and Roy's stares at Ed's automail arm and leg.
Ed noticed their stares as well and decided to try helping out Al. "Oh, these?" Ed gestured to her automail limbs. "When we were little and I found out that my brothers tried transmuting our mother, I cut off my limbs with a butcher knife so Ed wouldn't have to go through the automail procedure alone. I just love my twin brother so much~!" Ed giggled slightly, making herself seem like some sort of lunatic. "Oh, don't worry. I love you, too, Alphonse."
Al let out a small chuckle and hugged Ed tightly. "I know you do."
"So... Ed's twin, huh? How long are you in Central for?" Roy asked, giving Ed a charming smile. "Maybe I could take you out for a drink." He added, winking, in which Ed's only answer was to turn away with her face as red as a tomato.
"Sir." Riza said, her tone of voice saying that this was not the time and place to hit on an officer's "twin" sister. She noticed Al's grip around Ed get a little tighter in a protective manner and the boy's eyes narrow to glare daggers at Roy which said 'touch my sister and you die.' "Lunch is nearly over. We need to get back to the office." Riza tapped Roy's shoulder as a signal to finish his business.
"Right. I hope to see you around, Akina." Roy said, smiling and waving while he walked out of the store with Riza.
Only when Roy was out of Al's sight did he release Ed, which earned him a questioning glare from his sister. "What?" He asked.
"What was that all about? I couldn't breath in that death hug you had me in!" Ed yelled.
"I just don't like Mustang acting that way towards you." Al mumbled.
Ed blinked a few times, staring at her younger brother in disbelief. "Oh, come on, Al. You know I can take care of myself against the likes of him. Besides, I thought you were rooting for me to get together with Roy."
"I am! But not this way... When you two hook up, I want you to be yourself. I want you to be Ed. Not a fake sister of ours named Akina." Al said matter of factly.
Ed sighed. "I see where you're coming from, but don't worry so much about it. After today, he'll probably never see 'Akina' again. Let's just pay for these clothes and get out of here. I need to get back to the office."
"Okay. Just don't do anything stupid."
"I won't, I won't." Ed waved her hand at him in a dismissive way.
Alphonse had a bad feeling about what was to come. He was usually right, but he hoped that wasn't the case this time.
