Note: Two reviews only? Oh well, at least I got review which is cool for me since I'll keep this going if or if not get reviews. I would like to thank one of the two reviewers for pointing out that Ed is sort of a slider which make sense. I also left in hints for people to catch to see if they can guess where i'm going with some of the ideas. I would love to hear them from all of you who read this 2nd chapter. Thanks to SSR for editing this chapter!

Full metal Melancholy

Written by ShinyaKyoto and Syldoran (Edited by SSR)

Chapter 2

The next few days Edward would talk with Haruhi, picking his subjusts very carefully. He had to get her to open up more in order to get her to talk about the circle she drew. He would also find time to spy on his father, who would always find ways to disappear from his view. However the next day would be day that his life turned upside down.

Edward was once again walking up the long hill to get to the high school. He always wondered why the school was located on top of a hill and not on ground level.

"Hey, wait up!"

Edward stopped dead in his tracks and turned around to see the two guys he talked to about Haruhi coming towards him. The tall one that was named Taniguchi was the first to talk to him...

"What kind of magical spell did you cast?" Taniguchi questioned.

"What are you talking about? What magical spell?" Edward asked, already getting annoyed.

Taniguchi never noticed and went on, "This is the first time I've seen Suzumiya talk to a person for so long! What did you guys talk about?"

"Maybe he's into weird girls.." the one that he remembered was named Kunikida butted in.

Edward was going to say something before Taniguchi cut him off, "It doesn't matter if he likes strange girls. What I can't understand is why Suzumiya would talk to him? I don't get it at all."

"I'm just trying to get her to open is all, she's such a loner." Edward explained with a simple answer.

"I think that's a great idea!" an all familiar voice shouted in a cheerful matter. The three guys turned to see Asakura Ryouko standing there with her innocently smiling face. "I tried talking to Suzumiya-san a few times already but nothing came of it. Could you teach me how I should talk to her?"

"I dunno." was all he said.

Ryouko smiled "Either way, I am so relieved now. She can't go on being isolated from her classmates like that, so it's great that you've become her friend."

I'm just talking to her for information... not trying to be her friend. Edward thought as the group headed for class.

It was fourth period now and Edward's father was writing English words and kanji, while Edward was bored out of his mind. Being that he already knows English, he didn't have to listen; he did listen to the kanji problems, however. Out of nowhere, a powerful force suddenly exerted itself on his collar and pulled him backwards. Because the force was so strong, his head hit the corner of the desk behind him. He got up and turned to madly and saw Haruhi, one hand still grabbing his collar, with a big smile on her face.

"What the hell is your problem!?" Edward yelled at Haruhi.

"Why didn't I think of this before?" Haruhi yelled in a hyperactive tone and stared at him pointedly. "If it doesn't exist, I can just create one myself!"

"What are you talking about? Create what?" Edward asked still pissed off.

"A club!" came Haruhi's eccentric reply.

"That still doesn't give you a reason to grab my collar and hit me like that." Edward said calming down a bit with a hint of anger.

"What's with your attitude? You should be happier!" Haruhi shouted as Edward looked around and then back at Haruhi.

"Can we talk to you about that later? Right now, it's not a good time," Edward told her.

"What do you mean?" Haruhi asked as Edward wondered if she was blind or just an idiot.

"Did you even notice that class is still going?" Edward said, turning his head slowly. Haruhi finally let go of his collar and looked where he was looking at while he pressed the numbing back of his head. The whole class looked totally awestruck, even his father was looking at them.

Haruhi mumble about something that he couldn't hear and sat down unwillingly.Hohenheim then resumed his writing on the board and Edward was the next to sit down.

The class ended in a normal way until Haruhi forcefully took Edward's hand and dragged him out of the classroom, through the corridors, up the stairs, and finally stopped in front of the door leading to the rooftop.

"I need your help." Haruhi said while still grabbing his tie.

"Are you threatening me!?" Edward asked as Haruhi kept her cool.

"Help me make a new club! Because I need to secure a room for the club as well as members, so you need to find out what paperwork needs to be done for the school." Haruhi explained not even listening to his outburst.

"Listen when someone talks to you!" Edward yelled. "Besides, why should I help you if I don't even know what it's for?"

"After school today, you go home and read the club requirements in the student handbook. I want you to find out what needs to be done, and I'll go and find a room for the club. Okay?" With that, she leaves an awestruck Edward to his thoughts.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Edward mumbled.

...

With a slightly aggravated sigh, Edward pushed open the door to the apartment known as "home." His father seemed yet to be home yet, but with all his "teacherly" duties, that was hardly much of a surprise. It was most likely Ed would be on his own for the next few hours, which left him plenty of time to wrap up the minimal amount of homework he had left from a couple of his classes. He had no problems with this, however. Peace and quiet were nice.

Unfortunately, not even fifteen minutes into his work, an interruption came in the form of a knock at the front door. Though Ed hardly found himself even concentrating on the chemistry formulas, he was a little irate at having to get up. The blonde set down his pencil and set his hands down on his desk, pushing himself up onto his feet to answer the call.

To his surprise, the person at the door was a brown-haired woman who reminded him almost painfully of Gracia, Hughes' wife back in Amestris. Edward could remember her being around before, possibly a neighbor.

"Hi . . ." he said carefully, unsure of what this woman wanted.

"Hello, you must be Edward, correct?" the woman said pleasantly, a warm smile gracing her features. It was then Ed noticed she held a foil-covered tray in her hands.

"Uh, yeah, that's me," Edward replied with a slight nod.

"My name is Gachi, I live just a few doors from here," said the woman with a polite bow of her head. "I was baking some pies at home and had enough for an extra, so I thought maybe, since I've talked to your father before, that you all would like to have it." Gachi held out the tray toward Ed, who took it gratefully.

"Well thanks, I'm sure it's great," Edward said, smiling lightly at the older woman. The aroma wafting up from the warm tray certainly

"You're welcome, of course," Gachi said dismissively, almost looking a little embarrassed. "Of course, I've heard a lot about you from your father, so I was hoping perhaps you could do a little favor for me."

Ed tilted his head a little curiously to the side. "I'll do my best," he promised.

"My husband and I are going out in about a week, but we don't have anybody to babysit my eight-year-old daughter," Gachi explained. "You seem like somebody I could trust to take care of her. Do you think maybe you could keep an eye on her that night?"

Edward thought about it for a minute. In all truth, he didn't enjoy the idea of being called on as a babysitter, when most likely he would, by then, have found something more important or interesting to be doing at that time. However, he didn't want to be rude, and besides, what could the harm in one night be?

"Sure, I can do that," Edward agreed, nodding to emphasize his agreement.

"Great, thank you," Gachi said, once again bowing her head. "It's Friday. Come about eight?" When Edward nodded one last time to say 'yes,' she smiled thankfully. "Thank you again, have a good evening," she said, turning to leave.

As Ed closed the door behind her, shifting the tray to one hand to do so, he wondered to himself why and how he kept getting into these situations.

Once school ended the next day, Haruhi took Edward by force to the 2nd floor of the next school building. They stopped at at a door that had an crooked name tag pasted on the door and since it was in Kanji, Edward couldn't read it.

"What the hell did you do that for!?" Edward yelled at Haruhi who just opened the door and walked into the classroom. Edward rolled his eyes and was about to leave when Haruhi grabbed him before he left, forcing him inside. Edward noticed that the room contains a rectangular table, metal chairs, a bookshelf, and a girl sitting alone on a metal chair, reading a very thick hardcover book.

"From now on this will be our club room!" Haruhi announced formally with energetic smile. "This classroom used to the Literature Club. After all the third year students graduated this spring, the club had zero members. As no new members were recruited, the club was going to be canceled. By the way, she's a first year who's their only new member."

Edward rolled his eyes, he took a closely look at the Literature Club girl with glasses and short hair. He noticed that the girl didn't even lift her head once from Hauhi's loud energetic voice, apart from occasionally flipping the pages with her fingers. She had pale skin and an expressionless face. Her fingers were moving rhythmically like a robot. Just covering her face, her short hair made one want to take off her glasses for a clearer view. She gave the impression of an inconspicuous puppet.

"What does she have to say about all this?" Edward asked Haruhi.

"She said it doesn't matter!" Haruhi said giving him a tumbs up.

"Really?" Edward blinked.

"I asked her already at lunch time. I said I needed her to lend me the room and she said 'go ahead,' as long as she can read her book here in peace."

The she suddenly lifted her head and pushed the nose bridge of her glasses up with her fingers. They saw her deep-colored eyes staring at them from under those lenses. Neither her eyes nor her lips showed any expression at all, almost like a mask. She was different from Haruhi—her face is the kind that fundamentally shows no sign of emotion.

"Yuki Nagato."

...

Back in Edward's world in Resembool, Winry and Sheska were walking down the graveyard with Winry holding flowers. It has been three years ever since Edward disappeared and Alphonse Elric joined the state military in search of a way to reunite with his older brother. They made it to the grave, which had Winry's grandma's name, on it and put the flowers in front of it. It was two years ago when her grandma died of old age, leaving her alone with the house. Sheska helped her in any way she can and has helped her out of her shell.

"How's Al doing these days?" Winry asked.

"I see him around the national library alot," Sheska explained. "He's always researching."

"I see.. he hasn't given up on Edward, I worry that he'll end up like him..." Winry thought, getting to her knee to get a good view of the grave.

...

Edward was siting in one of seats of the clubroom waiting for Haruhi to come back from whatever she was doing. The room wa silent even though the only sound that could be heard was from Yuki turning the page of her book. He couldn't believe talking to Haruhi would get him into this situation that he was in right now. The girl in the even weirder than Haruhi, only talking when spoken to, and woouldn't say much when this happened. It wasn't before long that the the door crashed open like it was being kicked, and in came Haruhi waving one hand at them while her other hand was holding onto someone else's wrist.

"Hey, sorry I'm late! It took me some time trying to catch this gal!" Haruhi giggled, forcefully pulling the person inside the clubroom. Edward loooked towards Haruhi, wondering what the hell was going on, and saw a cute light-sized girl looking around nervously.

"What the hell is this girl thinking abducting people!?" Edward thought, getting annonyed.

Haruhi walked up behind the girl and pat a hand on her shoulder and said, "Everyone, this is Mikuru Asahina-chan. I found her daydreaming in the second year classroom, so I caught her from there. I explore the corners of the school during recess, so I've seen her a few times already."

"Why did you need to find her?" Edward asked in disbelief.

"Here, have a look." Haruhi suddenly pointed towards Mikuru Asahina's nose, causing her to back off instantly.

"And?" Edward simply stated.

"What do mean "and"?! Can't you see!? She's such a cutie!" Haruhi said proudy like she was thanked by her parents for doing a good job. "Besides, I believe Moe characters are a important factor!"

"... Excuse me, but what did you just say?" Edward asked not knowing what a moe character was.

"Moe! Moe! The factor to turn people on! Basically, most detective stories have some characters that would turn people on and cause them to be pitied." Haruhi went around in circles and waving a finger as she said this. Edward turned and observed Mikuru Asahina: she has a small body and a face that could easily be mistaken for an elementary school student. Her brown hair is slightly curly, hanging over her back. Her pair of large puppy dog eyes give out a "please protect me" aura.

"And that's not all!" Haruhi smiled confidently, and then she grabbed Mikuru Asahina-san's breasts from behind with her hands.

"Aaaaa!" Asahina-san screamed instantly.

"She's so small, yet her breasts are larger than mine! A cute face plus large breasts is also an important factor in turning people on!" Haruhi explained while having fun.

Edward got up from his seat and pulled the perverted girl away from Mikuru, "Ok, stop it at once!"

"But they really are huge! It's true! Why don't you give them a go as well?" Haruhi offered while Mikuru looked at her with a nervous and scared look.

"No! You crazy pervert, I'm not going to do something like that!" Edward yelled, looking completely shocked and disbelieving. He looked over to Yuki Nagato, still reading her book during all that commotion that Haruhi was causing.

"Whatever, A mascot-like character like her is necessary!" Haruhi simply explained.

"Necessary my ass! Whoever said that anyway?" Edward yelled.

"Mikuru-chan," Haruhi asked, "are you with any other clubs?"

"Man, she did it again!" Edward thought annoyed by her behavior.

"Y... Yes... the Calligraphy Club..." Mikuru awsnered.

"Quit that! It'll get in the way of my club activities." Haruhi told her.

"Haruhi! Aren't you being darn selfish!?" Edward yelled.

"Who asked you anyways." Haruhi said as Asahina-san had the expression of a victim in a certain murder mystery, looking at Edward with eyes that begged to be rescued. Then, it was as if she suddenly noticed the presence of Yuki Nagato. Her eyes grew large and showed some hesitation. A moment later, she sighed and whispered in a low voice.

"I see... I understand... I'll quit the Calligraphy Club, and join your club... But, I don't know what the Literature Club does." Her voice was so full of sadness.

"We aren't the Literature Club," Haruhi clarified.

Seeing Asahina-san puzzled, Edward hurriedly cut in to explain, "She's just temporarily borrowing this room for her club activities. The club you've joined is actually a new association that Haruhi Suzumiya will create in the near future. I don't know what activities there will be; it doesn't even have a name."

"I've just thought of a name!"

"... Okay, let's hear it," Edward said, with zero enthusiasm.

"The SOS Brigade!"