Sorry that I haven't been updating as often, guys! I really haven't the time. Being a Junior in High School is very stressful!

BakaPsycho: I'm glad I could be of help to you as far as FMA is concerned, and I'm glad you like the story

PrepMassacre: Yep. He's getting a metal arm. As far as what he'll think...you'll find out!

Dragonfaeriex: Nah, Kagome didn't get into the well at the same time as Inu and Sessh. She'd be transported to her own time.

miroku-has-darkness: Glad you like it!

kireishi-chan: Actually, I looked on the site. It's during warlike times, but not WW II. Maybe you got confused by the Fuhrer thingy, but it's not during WW II. Glad you like the story though!

The Violent Tomboy: I'll hafta go see that Fullmetal Sengoku story you're talking about. Btw, I haven't come up with a good reason for Souta to sell, other than you know...he isn't exactly into the whole shrinegoing thing.

Inujoey20: sigh Well summer's over now, and I have stupid school and English III honors to look forward too...Sooo hard! But I'll try to update as often as I can.

Jupiter's Light: Continuing as time allows...urgh...stupid school...

eVilxSnare: Sorry you got sick and all...hope you're better by now...and automail is a replacement limb for a missing one that's made of metal.

Lady Erised: Thanx so much for your compliment! Its one of the best ones I've ever got, and I appreciate your interest in the story!

Swordsman of Fire: My thoughts exactly. I haven't seen too many excellent FMA/IY crosses, so I decided to do one of my own, not that I can say mine is excellent or anything...

Sesshoumaru girl 101: Dunno where they live, it doesn't say on my sources, even though I went to the FMA website. It gets confusing with the explanations I got...and yeah, he hasn't felt the attachment yet, but boy will it smart!

Well, here's the chapter. I'll try to update sooner next time!

Inuyasha laughed raucously at that.

"Feh! Little Sesshoumarus runnin' around? I can barely stand one! He doesn't have kids, but he does have a little girl with him named Rin…I think it was Rin…yeah…she's about eight or so."

"Is that why he's so good with kids?"

"Ah, I dunno what you're talking about. He did the asshole's shuffle around you…"

"Not really," Winry interrupted. "He was really a lot kinder to Al. When he impaled him, he apologized wholeheartedly, and he doesn't use as rough a tone with him."

"Hmm…grr…FEH!"

Inuyasha crossed his arms.

"Well, I oughta go check on him. You know, make sure he isn't convulsing or pissing blood or anything."

Winry cringed.

He's so…sensitive…she thought sarcastically.

Sesshoumaru managed to crash to the side of the house, panting rather badly. His stomach still felt excruciatingly painful, and it had been one hell of a task just to stand and relieve himself. His eyes glazed over slightly and his body shook convulsively.

"Why…" he muttered, his teeth chattering for some unexplainable reason. "Why must it hurt so badly?"

"Hey."

Sesshoumaru growled before he hiccupped slightly, trying to hold back his urge to get sick and succeeded.

"Inu…yasha…"

"Yeah, it's me. So how's your stomach?"

'Uuuuughhh…"

"Lemme guess. It's sore as hell, you feel like throwing up, and your teeth are chattering," the hanyou stated knowingly.

"H-how did…"

"I got stabbed there before. By you, by Musou, by Suikotsu…"

"When…does…it…stop…?" hissed the demon.

"Not for three days, at least. I think Tetsusaiga's barrier got you good from the inside."

The thought of that made Sesshoumaru shudder. Tetsusaiga's barrier burning his insides was almost too much to think about.

"When can Winry have the arm done?"

"I dunno, I'll get her and ask. In the meantime, I'll get her to make you some more of that herbal stuff for your blood."

"Why is that, hanyou?"

"Look at your back in a mirror or something. That wound hasn't healed yet, and you're bleeding all down your back, ass, and legs.

"I see…perhaps that explains why I feel lightheaded…"

Sesshoumaru made no move to rise when Inuyasha did.

"Call Winry now."

"Feh."

"You know, I have a feeling that demon guy is gonna want to learn alchemy," Ed said offhandedly. "I don't mind teaching it to him, but I'm not sure what kind of person he is either."

"He can't be so bad," Al said. "He definitely has one soft spot."

Inuyasha walked in on them.

"Winry, my brother's bleeding," he began nonchalantly, "and he needs some of that herbal stuff again."

"Does he? I have some more…"

"And he wants to know when you'll have his arm done."

Three Days Later

Sesshoumaru stretched his arm over his head. The wound had ceased to pain him two days ago, but he decided not to press his luck and rested a little longer. Now he was ready to begin the attachment of his new automail arm. Winry had gotten his measurements three days ago when he came in and while he healed, she'd made him the arm.

I believe the worst part of it was the herbal remedies anyway, he thought to himself as he ran his clawed fingers over the now flawless skin of his stomach. The demon lord certainly had learned from that battle. He wasn't likely to fall prey to such a painful attack again.

"Sesshoumaru, are you ready for the first part of the installation?" Winry called.

Sesshoumaru turned to face her.

"Certainly I am. Let us go."

He followed Winry into a room occupied by everyone, including Pinako, Winry's grandmother. She'd been rather surprised to come home to an injured demon lord and his half-demon full metal brother, but after Edward tried to explain, she more or less figured she didn't have a choice in the matter. She did have options, but none of them would've made Ed, Al, Winry, and the Inu bros. very happy. So she metaphorically shrugged her shoulders and let the boys get on with their business. Pinako herself was ready to help Sesshoumaru with his automail arm.

"Ohayou, Pinako-san," Sesshoumaru greeted, inclining his head to her slightly. As she was the matriarch of the house, he was inclined to put his best foot forward and show some respect.

"Good morning, Sesshoumaru-sama. I trust you slept well?"

"Much better," he replied. It was true. He didn't have any awful cramps from the healing wound last night like before. "I believe I am ready to have this 'automail' arm attached to me."

Pinako nodded.

"Okay," she sighed. "Get on the table and we'll begin."

Sesshoumaru laid down on the table after pulling off his haori and undershirt. Winry hesitated for a moment.

"We have to attach a base to your shoulder's nerves before we can attach an arm," she explained. "Do you want some anesthesia?"

"Hn?"

"It's a painkiller. We don't have much, because it's expensive, but then again, we don't have many customers who don't have the base.

"…You need not waste a 'painkiller' on me. I am a demon, I can handle the pain," he said carefully.

"If you're sure…"

Sesshoumaru didn't admit it to anyone, but he had a deep, instinctual fear of needles. They were like his claws, they injected things into you, and you never could know what exactly was being put into your bloodstream. That, and needles felt very uncomfortable, if not very painful. (A.N.—Don't lie, dogs just don't like going to the vet!)

His opinion began to change as Winry worked. It was getting rather painful as she attached nerves to metal, and he was beginning to grunt in pain.

"You okay?" Inuyasha asked as Sesshoumaru's free hand gripped the table and gouged pieces of it out.

"I will survive," the taiyoukai muttered, suppressing a yelp as pain flared through his shoulder. He grimaced.

"Almost done, Sesshoumaru. Almost…there!"

Winry made a final adjustment before standing back and allowing Sesshoumaru to sit up. On his stub of an arm, metal had been grafted to the shoulder in a way that, since he had a stub of an arm, ran down the side and then created a slot for his arm. The top and side obviously attached to the automail arm as well. He was breathing heavily as he stared at Pinako and Winry's work.

"Very good workmanship, I am inclined to say," he said as soon as he'd caught his breath.

"Of course, silly! We're the best automail mechanics this side of the universe!" Winry said, pleased at the compliment.

"Feh. Do not allow such a compliment to go to your head. You have yet to attach the arm."

"Well, I figured you may want an extra day before that…"

"Hn? Why?"

"That process," Pinako warned, "Is a very painful one. It matters not whether you have high pain tolerance. When your nerves are tweaked, it sends waves of pain through you just as painful as anybody else."

"It hurts like hell, trust me when I say that," Ed concurred. "I have two automail limbs!"

"I merely require a two hour recess, then we shall resume," Sesshoumaru told them firmly. "Inuyasha, you will spar me."

"Spar you? When did I agree to that?"

"We will spar," Sesshoumaru said more forcefully.

"Grr…fine!"

R & R, pretty please!