I'm on an FMA rush right now, and I got this amazing ploy bunny while taking a shower, along with another plot bunny.

Me no own FMA. Arakawa, that lucky woman...

Ch. I- ED Arc

Ed had felt similarly when he had performed human transmutation for the third time, as if his soul was being washed forcefully out of his body and replaced with a new one. And at that particular moment, his eyes flashed open, and he was falling through the Gate.

He stayed unreacting for a moment, before a scream tore through his throat. (He didn't know why, but something felt.. Ed didn't know)

Then his eyes opened again and he was back in the gate.

Now he felt it again, 2 years later in an unconscious state, an indescribable, painful feeling that made him want to vomit.

Then he opened his eyes and slept once more.

When Ed woke up, the ceiling was cream, not the bland gray cement in Alfons' apartment.

Where am I..?

Groggily, Edward lifted his right arm in an attempt to reach the ceiling. It felt.. different.

What the..

A flesh arm?

The blond sat up in a newly found energy rush, to examine his leg and his right arm. A scar was lining his shoulder, his leg was still made of automail, but he still had his arm and leg nonetheless.

He stared speechlessly at the flesh limb, the human limb. Does this mean.. what's going on?!

A shocked cry betrayed him.

Alphonse was in the bathroom then, taking his routine morning shower, when he heard Ed.

Drying his hair as he walked out worriedly, because Ed very rarely shouts in surprise, he went to check on the older male. That was when he saw Ed in a dazed state, staring, shaking, poking at his flesh arm as if not really believing it was there.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"..Al.." Ed slowly looked up, "..phonse..?"

Al nodded, "What, did you get amnesia overnight or something?"

Edward just stared suspiciously. It had looked like ALPHONSE in first sight, but when he saw dirty gold eyes instead of gray, and a matching shade of blond instead of brown, it wasn't Alphonse, at all. His eyes narrowed, "Who are you?"

"Brother, it's Al." He reasoned. "Nothing's wrong."

"How can I believe you?" it could be anyone, after all, an impostor or somebody. "Give me proof."

Alphonse sighed, "In 1904, Mom died, and we tried to bring her back and failed. You lost your arm, and I lost my entire body. Then you bonded my soul on this armor."

"How do I know you're not Envy?"

"The Homunculi are dead."

After a few more minutes of Al's persistent insisting, Ed had (somehow reluctantly) come to accept that this was Alphonse, this was his brother. But if it was..

"Al, where are we?"

"Brother—"

"I'm confused right now, I have a splitting headache," Ed massaged his temples in emphasis, and Al nodded in understanding. Yeah, Ed tended to forget things when not feelong well or rapidly moving from one place or another. At times they would stay in Central, Ed would sometimes wake up and forget where he was, or think they were still in East City or some random inn. And Al would always be there to remind him.

Al gave his reply.

No.. impossible..

"..Resembool.."

-Chapter fin

A little short, but it's just an introduction to the Ed arc. Is it okay? Appreciating feedback. ^_^