Summary: Hey guys! Go easy on me 'cause it's my first fanfic. Anyway this story is about a boy that accidentally gets sucked into the gate. Now he needs to find a way back, but not before going through hell…Based on the manga and 2nd anime.

Disclaimer: Fullmetal alchemist is the property of Hiromu Arakawa. I'm just borrowing his idea.

It was raining…The sky wept its salty tears that night. He felt the drops kissing his body, soaking him to the bone with their essence. He felt tired, more so mentally than physically. The weight of his current situation shook his very core, it made him afraid.

"Why is this happening to me?" he thought, speaking to no one in particular.

He felt his frustration well up in his heart, anger and confusion adding fuel to the flame. And when the fire finally grew, not even the rain could calm it down.

"AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" he screamed as hard as he could, simultaneously punching the ground he stood on…At that, his anger suddenly turned into shock as his momentary fit of rage caused him to create a small crater underneath his feet, prompting him to jump to his feet. The sudden depression on the ground made him lose balance and fall down. His face smacked the muddy soil as he fell, though at this point he couldn't care less.

"Fuck this shit…" he murmured as he got up to his feet once more, wiping the mud of his face, spitting it out of his mouth. He took a moment to try and calm himself down, though he didn't have much success, evident with the constant snapping sound he made with his fingers. Even back then he had this habit of snapping his fingers whenever he was in a pinch. While thinking, Lockheed, as he was now named, happened to notice just how cold he felt. In fact, he felt as if an uncomfortable draft had seeped through his clothes…Or rather, his lack of it. Awkward as it was, the gravity of the situation momentarily vanished and was replaced by embarrassment. And just as he thought that things couldn't possibly get any worse,

"HELLO THERE! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?"

At that moment a mountain of a man appeared, a foot or so taller than Lockheed, muscular and with a small, curled tuff of hair on his head. He was wearing what seemed to be hiking clothes, a mountain pack on his back, full of heaven-knows-what. Lockheed didn't seem to notice all this though as he was too busy covering up his shame, vain as it was.

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"Ah, I see…So you where hiking in the mountains as well when a band of robbers came upon you? And then they took everything you had, including your clothes and left you out there in this storm?"

"Err…Yes."

"And the crater you were standing on?"

"Well, I…I might've stumbled into that while I was walking around, looking for shelter."

The sheer audacity of his story was so ridiculous that Lockheed swore he felt the big man twitch. And upon closer observation, the giant of a man did seem to twitch a bit. Lockheed was bracing himself, expecting to be kicked out of the tent, when his companion suddenly burst into tears, ripping his shirt off and flexing his muscles. Lockheed swore he saw many pink sparkles floating about the guy as he did so. The giant then suddenly caught him in a tight, suffocating bear hug.

"Oh how terrible! Such a tragedy, for a man of romance to be caught in such a predicament while searching for adventure on these grandiose hills! My heart bleeds for you!"

"C-Can't…breathe…"

Lockheed's vision was just starting to blacken when the man released him. If he had still been naked at the time, the hug would have been very awkward. Thankfully he was already wearing loose clothes when it all happened or the situation would have been Brokeback-mountain-worthy. This big, somewhat emotional man said his name was Alex Louis Armstrong, an alchemist-in-training. He had been spending the past few months training up on these hills in order to polish his skills and was about to pack for home when the storm hit.

"I apologize if I am not able to give you more appropriate clothing. You see, I wasn't expecting company." Alex said, bowing slightly in an apologetic fashion. At that Lockheed held his hands up,

"No, no…If anything, I should be the one apologizing, imposing on you like this."

"Oh it's nothing to apologize about; I am honored to be able to give my aid. Now, how about sharing supper with me? I managed to catch some fish earlier this afternoon; I didn't expect that I'd be eating them soon though."

"Ah! It's alright, I-!" *growl*

"No need to hold back, I'm sure that terrible ordeal has left you famished. Come, let us eat!"

Lockheed didn't argue any more and accepted Alex's offer. He certainly didn't hold back as he ate through fish after fish. Alex didn't seem all too bothered, in fact, he even seemed pleased. They talked a bit more that night before going to sleep. Alex offered his sleeping bag, insisting so much that Lockheed thought it would be insulting to the man if he didn't accept. He tucked himself in and closed his eyes to sleep. Or at least tried to, he found it very difficult to sleep, all things considered.

"What am I supposed to do now? That…thing said he made me an alchemist. Apparently alchemists are…grander over here than it was back in my world." He thought to himself while he forced himself to sleep. Then his eyes shot open when an idea suddenly popped into his head.

"Wait! Maybe this alchemy thing can help me get back!...But…That guy wouldn't have put that info in my head too. It wouldn't be 'fun' for him…"

The excitement his felt in his breakthrough subsided quickly upon realizing this, though it quickly returned when he also realized that the answer he is looking for may be found in alchemy…And fortunately, that thing gave him enough to work with. It was only then did he realize just how much he knew…And just how much his body seemed accustomed to put into practice all that info. With that thought in mind, Lockheed finally fell asleep.

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The sleep seemed so long, so welcoming, that Lockheed didn't expect to wake up so early the next day. He got out of the sleeping bag and took a moment to stretch before taking his head out of the tent to check if the rain had stopped, which it did. Hearing the call of nature so vividly that morning, Lockheed hurried outside to find a tree to mark. After a few slips and trips thanks to his overly large clothing he finally answered the call, all to his relief. He then examined his clothes, frowning a bit at how big they were, at least 4 sizes bigger.

"Maybe now would be a good time to practice this…alchemy thing." He thought, taking a moment to dig up his new found info, something that came surprisingly easy for him. Touching his clothes, a slight flash of light and a tinge of static accompanied the sudden and welcomed change to his clothing. At that moment, Alex emerged from the tent, somewhat ecstatic upon seeing his companion to be a fellow alchemist.

"Goodness! You didn't tell me that you were an alchemist as well."

"Sorry, I was a bit…confused yesterday. It kind of slipped my mind."

"I understand. Still, I don't see any transmutation circle anywhere. Did you tattoo them on your hands? I didn't notice them."

"Transmutation circle?" Lockheed repeated, caught a bit off guard. He then realized what Alex was talking about, also noticing that he didn't require one when he transmuted his clothes…Apparently, this isn't normal. He quickly dug up an excuse, trying his best not to seem too suspicious.

"O-Oh yeah…No, I do not have any tattooed on me. I drew one on the ground; it must've gotten smudged when I stepped on it."

"Ah, I see. Oh yes! I am going to return home today, if you'd like we can travel together down to the village's train station below."

"I would be glad to…Err…But I don't exactly have a home. I'm kind of…Well, I'm not from anywhere 'here'…I'm a traveler, of sorts."

"Hmm…Then would you like to lodge at my family's home for a time? I'm sure a bit of a break from your travels would be a good reprieve for you."

"Oh, I couldn't possibly impose…"

"Once again, my friend, I insist! I am sure my family would love to have a traveling scholar such as yourself as a guest."

"Well, I wouldn't call myself a scholar…But if it's alright with you, then I humbly accept your offer. Though if your family doesn't want to have me over then it's completely alright, I wouldn't want to be a bother anyway."

Alex nodded in agreement, pleased to have convinced his new friend to come along. Lockheed, for his part, felt a bit weirded out with how he'd spoken with Alex…The big guy probably rubbed a bit more on him that he would've liked. Brushing it off, he hurriedly helped Alex pack up.

Phew…second chapter, at last. Took a while before I had the time, but I finally managed to update this old thing. Hopefully I'll have the next chapter up soon…And hopefully I'll get some feed back from any one who'll be kind enough to read.

Reviews please! Thank you!