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Tales of the Abyss is the property of Namco and those affiliated to its production.
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Fullmetal Alchemist is the property Hiromu Arakawa

I

Riza Hawkeye stared out the open window of her house; she could feel the crisp spring air blowing through knocking strands of hair out of place. Absentmindedly she tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ear. Riza was a slightly petite seventeen-year-old girl, her blond hair the same as her late mother, and brown eyes like her father. She was wearing a pair of loose fitting jeans, and a black tank top. Suddenly there was a loud knock at the front door.

She frowned for a second wondering if her father had been expecting a guest, the loud knock was heard at the front again. Riza sighed and reluctantly moved away from the window and answered the door. At her door stood her blond haired, blue eyed, well-built seventeen -year-old neighbor Adamska. Adamska was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a plain white t-shirt.

"Want do you want?" Riza asked

"I'm here to drag you to school at the request of your father," Adamska said.

"Like my father would ask that, he doesn't care about me! All he cares about is his alchemy and his apprentice!" Riza said.

Adamska sighed, grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out of the house. Once he had her out, he took her keys and locked the door, "Let's go," he said as he began walking down the path that led from her house to the main road. Adamska didn't stop once until he reached the main road to see if Riza had followed him. He knew she would come.

"See don't you feel better, now that you're out of your house," he said.

"No, I don't," Riza said shaking her head refusing to admit that he was right. But she was happy to see that he was an unchanging part of her life. Even though he was harsh sometimes, and downright cruel at points. There were times, he had an almost sweet and gentle side, and it made her happy that she was one of the few people that got to see it.

"You're moving too slow," Adamska said as he began walking again.

"Fine, I'm coming," She replied as she picked up her speed

After about a half hour of walking, they arrived at the school gates. Riza sighed as she began to look around. It had been a while since she had come to school. She had started skipping classes around the time that her father had begun teaching his apprentice, Roy Mustang. Roy Mustang was the same age as her; he had charcoal black hair, dark brown eyes, and was decently built. After it came out that her father was an alchemist and that he was teaching someone, people had begun to treat her differently. She wasn't a weak girl but people began to treat her cruelly as if she herself was an alchemist. When she asked her father to stop teaching Roy Mustang, he denied her and began to shut her out of his life. So slowly but surely she began to shut down and come to school less. All I have to do is make it through one day.

"Well I guess I'll see you later," Riza said as she began to walk away from Adamska.

"Find me during school if you need me, I'll wait for you here when classes get out," Adamska replied as he looked around for his group of friends.

Riza made her way to her locker, she really didn't have many friends in school to begin with besides Adamska, and they had all turned on her once everything with her father had come out. She and Adamska didn't really speak in school unless they had class together. Riza could already hear the whispers of people in the halls, and all at once, she felt alone.

II

Roy was wearing a pair jeans and a loose button up shirt. At the time, no one in the school besides a couple of close friends and his teacher's daughter, who almost never came to school, knew he could perform alchemy and he intended to keep it that way. He had arrived at school five minutes before Riza and Adamska. As he finished getting the last of his stuff, he stared over at the blond girl down the hall: she looked broken, head hung low, shoulders slumped. As he stared at her further, he realized she was a very attractive girl, but it had yet to dawn on him who exactly this girl was. Maybe I could brighten her day. Roy thought cockily to himself as he walked over to the girl. No sooner had he tapped the girl's shoulder did he realize who it was. The girl's face immediately flashed two obvious emotions: shock and anger the moment she saw his face.

"What!" the girl said.

Roy had no reply. He hadn't realized that this was the daughter of his teacher until it was too late. He knew that her life had been harder since her father had begun to teaching him alchemy. But he had never been concerned or cared how the whole thing had affected her.

"Never mind," Roy said as he turned and left.

Not far up the hallway from where he had run into Riza, he ran into his best and childhood friend Maes Hughes. Maes Hughes was eighteen years old, slight taller than Roy was, he had black hair and yellow-green eyes. Maes was wearing a pair of jeans and plain black t-shirt.

"Yo! Roy," he called out as he walked over to where Roy was standing. "You look like you've seen a ghost. What happened?" Maes questioned as he took a look at Roy's glum face.

Maes' cheerful demeanor only bugged Roy more, "Nothing, Maes. It's not any of your business," Roy said as tried to escape the piercing gaze that Maes had locked onto him. After a second Roy sighed, "I'll tell you when we have class together."

Roy walked off down the hall, leaving Maes to ponder what had troubled his friend so much. Later on in class Roy and Maes sat next to each, neither seeming to be interested in what was going on in class. Maes pushed a piece of paper on the Roy's desk knowing that if they got caught talking or passing notes they would be in trouble.

Roy what happened this morning? (Hughes)

Nothing much I ran into my teacher's daughter that's all. (Mustang)

That's all, I doubt it. You wouldn't have looked so messed up, if all you did was run into her. (Hughes)

We didn't talk or anything I just ran into her, and I don't know I guess it was just how angry she looked when she saw my face. It's like she felt that I would be better off dead. (Mustang)

…Well she has had it pretty hard since her father started to teach. (Hughes)

It's not like it's my fault that everyone knows her father's an alchemist. He just so goddamn flashy about what he can do. I'm smart I keep what I can do secret. (Mustang)

I don't know what to tell you. She probably just needed someone to angry at and picked you because it was convenient to blame the only thing that changed when it all started to go downhill. (Hughes)

So are you telling me that I should say sorry for all of this? Because that's not going to happen. (Mustang)

I'm not telling you to go say sorry, because it's not your fault. But try to be nice, she's been through a lot and not many people are on her side. (Hughes)

III

Tatyana was a skinny, sexy looking girl with layered shoulder length blond hair and steel blue eyes; like Riza and Adamska she was seventeen. She was wearing a pair of khaki cargos, and a white camisole. Tatyana propped her head in her hand as she leaned over Adamska's desk.

"What's the matter with you?" she asked, noticing that Adamska seemed somewhat distant. They had been in the class together for almost fifteen minutes and yet to make a smart remark about anything.

"Get lost," Adamska responded coldly, brushing her question aside.

"Mmmm, did your girlfriend break up with you? Or maybe it was your boyfriend?" Tatyana teased as she tried to get his attention.

Adamska didn't respond for a second. "I'm telling you for the last time Tatyana, leave," He responded.

Tatyana sighed as she stood up from his desk. "Are you going to be like this all day? If you're so devastated about breaking up with your little lover maybe you should try and win them back over," Tatyana said still teasing as she began to walk away.

Before she was even registered the situation she had put herself in, Adamska had come up behind and jerked her arm behind her with considerable force. Tatyana winced in pain; she knew she had pushed it, if he was acting like this.

"Ok, I get it. Let go!" Tatyana said trying to shift the way she was standing to shake Adamska's grip on her arm. She knew no one in the classroom was going to help out, for the most part Adamska was feared around the school for being a sadist. "Let go," She said again.

"Why should I do that?" Adamska said, as he tightened his grip and pulled her arm up further.

Just then, a brown haired man with brown eyes came in. He was wearing a pair of woodland camo BDU's and the white gym shirt required by the school for those with gym class.

"That's enough, both of you," He said after glancing at the situation for a second.

Adamska didn't immediately react to the command but in the end chose to comply with it and took his seat begrudgingly. Tatyana sighed rubbing her arm where Adamska had gripped, and walked over to the man who helped her and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Well John, it looks like I owe you big time," Tatyana said

John Doe was also eighteen years old; he was the first person that Tatyana had talked to when she moved into the neighborhood at the beginning of the school year. Tatyana had had a crush John pretty much since the day they had met, but unfortunately for her, he was currently involved in a relationship with Melissa Clarks. Melissa Clarks was a decent looking girl, with shoulder length brown and light brown eyes.

John grinned after a second and removed Tatyana's arms from around his neck. "I'm sure I'll think of some way you can pay me back."

Then just as the teacher had finally decided that it was about time to start class, Melissa Clark walked in. She was wearing a white knee length sundress with pale gray paisley print and maroon bow on the center of the neckline of the dress. Melissa walked over to John with a big grin on her face.

"John!" she said, embracing him the biggest hug she could.

"Hey there, Mel," John said.

Tatyana sighed as she walked over to Adamska and sat on his desk.

"Are you feeling any better yet?" Tatyana asked.

"What, are you jealous that John isn't paying any attention to?" Adamska said.

"No, I'm fine," Tatyana answered.

I hope you all enjoyed my chapter, please leave a review, critiques, sggestions or questions are all welcome. I would like to thanks again to my beta reader koffee, for catching all the mistakes I would have never noticed. :)