LunarFallenStar: Hey guys! Here's the new chapter! I'm placing my Response-to-Reviews at the end Author's Note that way people who don't want to read it don't have to scroll like mad to read the actual story.

~Previously~

"Would you mind explaining?" Ed inquired, facing the three others standing in the room.

"Well, you see," Giotto began, "We told you about the different kinds of flames. Lampo here happens to possess the flame of lightning. We are already associated with each other, so I chose him to be the lightning guardian of our vigilante group."

"Unfortunately," Cozart chimed in, "He and G don't exactly get along."

"I gathered that," Ed stated, deadpanning.

Ed woke up late one day, only to fine the household abuzz with life.

He walked downstairs, clothed in simple garments. Brown pants, a white dress shirt, and a brown vest.

Other than the house being so lively, nothing was really out of the ordinary. Lampo was currently being chased around by an angry G, Al was most likely in the library, and Giotto and Cozart were quietly conversing.

He walked over to the two best friends were rushing around the house.

"What's up with everyone today?" Ed inquired politely.

Cozart turned to face him, crimson eyes lighting up, "You don't know?"

Ed shook his head, smiling, "If I knew, why would I be asking?"

Giotto chuckled, putting down a box he was carrying, "A friend of mine is coming from Japan to stay here for a while."

"Is he a part of your make-shift vigilante group?" Ed asked, rolling up his sleeves.

The spiky-haired blonde chuckled, nodding.

The alchemist turned to his friends, "Well, I guess since I've been such a lazy bum lately, I'll chip in and help."

"Thanks," Giotto smiled, "We're just carrying some boxes that have been lying around up to the attic."

Cozart gestured to a stack of boxes littering one of the extra rooms, "Asari Ugetsu will be staying in that extra room so we've gotta' clean it out. We weren't really expecting all the guests we've been getting lately."

Edward grinned, heading over to a random box and lifting it up. He turned back to Cozart, "Well, lead the way."

Time Skip

The trio plopped down on one of the plush couches that dotted the living room.

"So when is this friend of yours, Asari right, arriving?" Ed asked.

"He should be arriving any day now..." Giotto replied, "He might even arrive today depending on how his travels went."

Ed hummed slightly, leaning back. He briefly wondered what this other friend of Giotto's would be like.

Meanwhile, with the Younger Elric

Al walked through the garden, looking at all of the many flowers and plants which occupied the picturesque scenery.

The younger Elric smiled softly at the golden daffodils which bobbed up and down in the wind. The aroma of the garden helped all of his worries disappear.

He closed his eyes, mind wandering back to his days in Risembool as a child. The gentle rolling hills and small farms dotting the landscape was only a distant memory now, but it still remained precious. The garden that surrounded him served to remind him of the times he spent outside, watching his mom tend the small garden located in the fenced off yard of their home.

His grey-speckled brown eyes opened when the single, melancholic tone of a flute drifted into his ears.

'Does Giotto or any of his friends know how to play the flute?' Al thought to himself.

Weaving his way through the plants, Al came to a pavilion surrounded by roses. Underneath the pristine white roof, sat a lone man appearing to be of Asian descent.

Pressed softly against the man's lips was a flute, the polished woods glinting beautifully in the light of the setting sun. His fingers worked with expert precision over the holes of the flute, creating a melancholic tune.

Al closed his eyes, allowing the melody to wash over him. The song reminded him of the lullaby his mom would sing to him and his brother whenever there was a storm or they had a nightmare. A sad smile settled upon his features.

Soon, the melody ceased and Al approached the man.

"Hello."

The man jumped slightly, turning slowly to face Al, "Ah! I didn't notice you were standing there."

Al smiled, " You're very talented. That song was very beautiful. Are you a friend of Giotto's?"

"Ah, yes," He replied, "I'm glad you liked the song. Oh, how rude of me to not introduce myself. I'm Asari Ugetsu."

"My name is Alphonse Elric," Al replied smiling, "Would you like me to take you to Giotto?"

Asari smiled, "That would be nice."

The brunette turned and gestured for the man to follow him, "So where are you from, Asari-san?"

"I come from Japan," Asari replied, "I can tell you have a subtle accent. Are you perhaps from Germany?"

Al chuckled, "You hit the nail on the head."

The two continued in pleasant chatter as they walked back to the building.

In the living room, the trio resting upon the couch looked up as the two walked inside.

"Asari!" Giotto called out, rushing over to his friend, Cozart hot at his heels.

"Ah, so this is the rumored Asari I've been hearing so much about," Ed remarked, waltzing over to where the Japanese man stood.

He held out his hand, "I'm Edward Elric."

"Edward... Elric?" Asari asked, shaking the blonde's hand, "Are you related to Alphonse?"

"Yeah," Ed smiled, "I'm his older brother!"

Just then, Lampo rushed through the room, screaming his head off as a growling G chased after him.

As the red head passed by, Ed noticed a rather large stain marring the pristine whiteness of G's shirt. Ed stifled a laugh with the back of his hand.

Asari stepped forward, holding his hands up, "Maa, maa, calm down you two. You shouldn't fight!"

Lampo stared at the man before him, "Asari! G's being mean and bullying me again!"

The green-haired man ran over and hid behind the tall musician, sticking his tongue out at G. The red headed Italian growled, "When I get my hands on you, I'm going to wring your neck! This was a brand new shirt that you just spilled your food on!"

Ed couldn't suppress his laughter any longer.

"You wanna' die, Elric?!" G growled.

"Maa, maa," Asari chided once more, stepping between the two, "Let's not cause any more trouble for Giotto. He's housing a lot of people."

G growled but turned away, arms crossed in anger.

Al turned to face his new-found friend, "Would you like to join me for tea, Asari?"

Asari smiled, nodding, "I would enjoy that, Alphonse-san."

Al waved his hand in a dismissive fashion, "No need to be so formal, just plain old 'Al' is fine."

The taller male smiled, following Al as he went to prepare the tea.

Later

Al and Asari sipped tea quietly out in the garden, enjoying the pleasant scenery. The distant roars of fighting could be heard.

"Argh! Elric, your foot hurts!" G's echoing roar could be heard, "What is it, made of metal?"

Al paled slightly before sighing, "Nii-san gets into too many fights for his own good..."

Asari chuckled, "Well, then it's good he has a level-headed brother like you."

Al smiled, taking another sip of tea, inwardly rejoicing, 'Finally, another sane person in this crazy house!'

And so, Giotto's vigilante group grew once more.

LunarFallenStar: And done! Thank you all for reading, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. 'Til next time, Bye-Bi~

majishan: Thanks for the review. Haha it's all in the genetics

easha: Thanks for the review. Yeah, such a brotherly relationship. I would feel bad for mothers everywhere if all brothers had this kind of... brotherly... relationship XD

HebaAce: Thanks for the review! Meditating really takes a lot of the stress off. Not to mention I have Chronic-Migraines that totally ruin my life at times. I can't eat certain foods anymore or participate in certain activities. I barely get regular sleep either -_- Glad you liked the attempt at humor. And I like seeing Ed and Al acting like each other. It would be so funny for Ed and Al to get their personalities switched. I can just imagine someone calling Ed short and Al getting all angry yelling that his brother's not short and Ed would be like flustered and trying to calm Al down. /sigh That would be amazing xD