Chapter Two-Different bodies.
The armor grabbed the front of the prince's jacket. A noise came from the helmet that revealed the soul now occupying it was frustrated.
"We have to fix this before Al wakes up."
"But I don't know what I did."
"Think, dammit!" Ed was beginning to sound desperate. There was this unsettling feeling that made him want to panic. He couldn't help but wonder if Al felt it all the time. There was the sound of metal scrapping against the front of the armor and he glanced down to see a knife pointing at him. The owner stood behind him and he realized Lan Fan didn't appreciate his threatening stance. There was a groan that caused the armor's crimson gaze to shift as the Fullmetal alchemist rubbed the side of his head before trying to get up.
"What happened." He took a minute to look around before seeing the armor staring back at him. Amber eyes blinked several times before he looked down at his hands. One metal hand and one flesh hand confirmed in his mind what had happened but he wasn't sure how. He could feel his heart beating in his chest and he sucked in a deep breath.
"But where's brother?"
"Al...I'm here." Alphonse stared back at the armor and for the first time in several years,he felt his heart aching.
"This can't be happening!" Al brought his hand up to his head, realizing he had to remind himself to breath or else he felt light headed.
"Hmm, I would have thought you'd be happy to be back in the flesh even if it is your brother's body," Ling squinted over at him.
"But this doesn't feel right. We can't stay like this." Al sounded like he was panicking. He wasn't used to everything he was feeling. His hands were shaking and he was really having a hard time dealing with all of this.
"Al, you've gotta calm down. We'll fix this, I promise." Crimson eyes turned back to Ling who was still being held in place. "Aren't we?" Even in a suit of armor, Edward Elric was still a force to be reckoned with. There was a jolt from behind that caught the armor's attention.
"Put Master Ling down." The ninja girl was demanding but she really couldn't do anything to Ed in this state.
"I will when he promises to fix us." There was movement at the open window and old man Fu called out to his master and granddaughter.
"I found a lead, sir." Ed's metal helmet turned as did Al. Before either of them realized it, Ling was at the window along with Lan Fan.
Ed glanced down at his now empty hands wondering how Ling managed to get away from him.
"Okay, let's go," Ling smiled at the older man.
"Wait, you can't leave now. HEY, get back here!" Ling turned, waving a hand at Ed.
"I'll be back, just stay here till then." With that the three foreigners disappeared from sight. Ed moved hesitantly for the window when he felt a tug on the cloth around his waist.
"Brother,don't leave." Al was trying to stay calm but this was all too much for him. Ed released a sigh as he turned back to help his brother up onto the couch.
"They'd better get back soon then." Edward didn't want them to be stuck like this for long. Alphonse glanced around the room, trying to get used to his brother's body. He felt like he was controlling every movement from somewhere else. Across the way, Ed was hunched over, staring across at himself.
"Brother, are you okay?" It was so much more difficult to read Ed when he had no facial expressions. The helmet tilted slightly to the side.
"Do I always look so mad?" Alphonse arched an eyebrow.
"That's what you're thinking about? What about this?" Alphonse gestured between them.
"Yeah, you're right. We really need Ling here. I don't know how he did this and I don't recognize that circle he used." The blond nodded back quietly. There was a low growl that caused him to blush.
"You're hungry...aren't you?" Ed's tone was flat like he was annoyed.
"No, I'm fine. Honest." The armor let out a vocal sigh.
"Yeah you are. You should eat something."
"Are you okay?" Ed shifted in his seat, glancing down at his hands.
"Does it always feel like you're drowning?" Alphonse didn't want to tell him the truth.
"Not really." His stomach let out another noise.
"That's it, we're ordering you some food." Ed stood up straight only for his head to hit the fan above them. He ducked some and attempted to move over to the phone.
"What do you want? How about some soup?"
"Soup? Can I get a sandwich too."
"Sure, anything else."
"Do you think they have potatoes? And maybe some desert? I should probably get something to drink to. I wouldn't want to choke." Edward turned away from the phone and even though he had no expression, it was still obvious what he was thinking.
"So what do you want to drink," Ed asked with a sigh in his voice as he brought the receiver up.
"Milk." The armor paused again and glanced over his shoulder.
"You're not putting that stuff in my body." His tone was firm.
"What? It's not like it'll upset your stomach. Besides one of us needs to take care of it." Ed's crimson gaze narrowed and he gave into his brother's request.
A/N- For those reading I got all of one review on the first chapter. So if you want the next chapter in a decent time frame you'll review. I like feed back.