Story: Isle Be Seeing You – A Full Metal Alchemist Fanfiction
Rating: T ( but will it go up to M?! )
Genre: Humor/Adventure/Romance
My Beta: SexySpoonsWillRuleUsAll (ILU!)
Warnings for Chapter: um... nothing
Current Song: What a Feeling (Radio Edit) - DJ Stubbs
Disclaimer: No, I do not own FMA. Why are you asking? Crazy.
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Isle Be Seeing You
Part 2: The Island
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Chapter Nine
Coconuts & Vines
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Waves crashing. Seagulls squawking. Salty air.
What he hell?
The gentle lull of the waves? The raucous sound of birds? The mineral smell in the air?
Ed cracked an eye open. Arg. Blinding sun?
Where the heck was he?
He slowly sat up. Ah… world spinning… His clothes were soaked. His mouth and throat felt dry with thirst. His stomach growled hungrily. He slowly opened both eyes, holding up a hand to block out the glare of the sun. He took in his surroundings.
His jaw dropped.
In front of him were miles and miles of ocean. Behind him were miles and miles of lush jungle. Beside him were miles and miles of sand. Above him were miles and miles of vast blue sky.
Ed stood up, dashing around; he whipped his head back and forth disbelievingly.
"W-what—" he stuttered. "What the hell is this?!"
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Roy was displeased. Roy was very displeased. To think he used to like crabs. He liked how they were so cute with their little pinchers and buggly eyes and pattering little legs. Why, when he was just a child he used to love collecting them when he went to beaches with his family.
But now, as he picked each little pinching bugger from his arm, his hatred for them knew no bounds. He couldn't wait to smash their little bodies and feast on their flesh.
Because—let's face it. What else was there to eat? Okay, coconuts. But coconuts were only good for drinking the coconut milk. They weren't very filling otherwise. There was fish—but catching them would take more time then his stomach was willing to wait.
He dropped the last crab into a bag before standing. He glanced at his arm, seeing the many red marks he received from being pinched by the crabs. He groaned inwardly, hoping it wouldn't scar. Okay it probably wasn't going to scar, but still. Those crabs are stronger then they look.
Roy walked along the beach, breathing in the warm, ocean air. He glanced up ahead, seeing his campsite in the distance. If it could be called that.
It was really only a small area on the beach that was shaded by a group of palm trees. In the center of the trees were many large leaves laid out which worked as a makeshift bed/couch/place to sit down. Sitting directly on the sand bothered him. The stuff got everywhere.
A little further away from the trees the sand sloped into small pit which was where Roy set up the fire. Yes, he carried matches with him. Yes it was a little odd. Yes Hughes always told him carrying them around was pointless. And yes, Roy just proved him wrong because if he didn't have matches with him he would have froze to death at night.
Placing the bag of crabs down, he picked up his knife and walked over to the closest palm tree. He brought the knife up and slashed a straight line across the bark, right under four other similar ticks.
Roy looked up and across the sunny beach, the shady trees, as his eyes landed on the large jungle and what appeared to be a mountain. It might be a volcano, for all he knew. Roy personally found it wasn't the right shape, but one could never be sure. He would likely attempt to climb it later, but to be honest the jungle creeped him out. And to get to the mountain he'd have to go through said jungle. Lastly, his eyes fell on the setting sun.
Grabbing a rock, he reached for the bag of crabs, before proceeding to smash the exoskeletons and eat his dinner.
He watched the sun until it disappeared under the horizon.
Day five of his life on the island was over.
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Curse you mountain. Curse you sand. Curse you ocean. Curse you jungle. Curse you... mountain.
Ed hated this place. Like, really hated. With a burning passion. What seemed like the perfect paradise was really a disgusting hell. He didn't even know where he was. All he knew was that he was somewhere in the middle of the ocean trapped on some tropical island.
He didn't know where Al was. He didn't know where Hughes was. He didn't know where Roy was.
They all were most likely still on The Endeavour. Ed knew the pirates had over-taken the ship, and he was extremely worried about Alphonse. He knew the pirates would probably leave him alone once they got their hands on Marco. Ed knew how selfish it sounded. Hoping to sacrifice Marco for his brother, but Ed just couldn't take it if something happened to Alphonse because he wasn't there to protect him.
But, Ed trusted Roy to take good care of his brother.
Ed knew Envy had defeated him, he remembered being knocked unconscious. And, he assumed He had been thrown over board. Well, he hoped. The pirates also could have just sunk the entire ship and everyone one on it.
It didn't seem like that since there was no one else here but him, and nothing from the ship had washed up on the shore. He knew that if he ended up here so would at least one other thing to signify that the ship had sunk. He personally hoped it would be a survival kit of some sort. He doubted it, though.
He dropped the pile of palm leaves he had collected on the ground next to the small cave's entrance. He chose this cave because of its size and because it was uninhabited by anything else. It was about as big as a small apartment, and this made it easier to confirm it was only him living there. It was dry. It sheltered him from the sun in the afternoon when the rays were unbearably hot. The last thing he needed was sun stroke. It was cold at night, but so was everywhere else.
He had tried his hardest to make fire, but it didn't go so well. He knew he would have to. He knew it wouldn't do to keep curling up in as tight a ball as he could to try to stay warm. He had his red coat which was cozy, but not enough, especially on the cold stone floor.
The cave was at the foot of the mountain that was in the center of the island. At first Ed feared it was a volcano, but it appeared that it wasn't. It wasn't really the right shape for a volcano. It was very rounded and wider then it was tall. Knowing his luck it probably was, though.
He would try to climb it eventually, but he hadn't gotten around to it yet. When he first arrived he stayed on the beach for the first two days eating crabs and drinking coconut milk. He eventually ventured into the forest, even though it was incredibly creepy. He hit the jackpot, though. He found a stream of fresh water. It ran down from the mountain, and was always moving. Ed knew those were two signs of clean water. He had been drinking it, and so far he was fine. He was very, very glad. The last thing he needed was to get some strange parasite or something from the water.
He also saw numerous fruit trees, but he couldn't reach the fruit. He was to…. Short.
Laying the palm tree leaves down, he placed them so they were laid out wide as well as long enough for him to lie down on. He straightened and looked around the cave. It was illuminated by the setting sun.
His bed was right up against the far wall on the left side. On the right side, he had a flat piece of bark he peeled off a palm tree set down on two rocks, creating a table. Set up on the table where some coconuts which he cut in half. One had some water in it, soaking the coconut that still remained so he could scrape it out. The coconut shell would make a good tool.
He had taken a bunch of sticks and long pieces of bark and tied them together with vines. At night he liked to prop that up against the entrance. It made him feel secure having some kind of a door.
He plopped down on his bed, finding that the leaves were actuality rather comfortable. He had a lot of them piled up on one another so that they were almost cushy. He hoped this would be warmer then the cold stone floor.
Ed had already eaten, and had washed up as well as he could with just water. He might try washing his hair with coconut milk. It would make it smell nice, but he seemed to remember seeing some shampoos having coconut in them. Maybe not. It might attract bugs to his hair...
Rolling over, Ed grabbed his knife, (okay, the knife he stole from Envy), and slashed across the stone of the cave, creating a scratch underneath four other similar ticks.
Day five of his life on the island was over.
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Cautiously, Ed reached for the next ledge. Once he was sure he had a secure grip on it, he hoisted himself up. He collapsed on the ground, breathing hard. After tearing his way through the jungle and then hiking up a steep hill for an hour or two, he though he deserved a well earned break.
Once his heart rate had returned to normal, he sat up and glanced around. He had made it to a high ledge on the mountain. He stood, brushing himself off. He turned around, admiring how beautiful the view was from up here.
The green from the thick foliage and how white the sand looked against the blue horizon was astounding in beauty. The sun was high in the sky, beating down with its harsh rays. The ledge above him supplied some shade, so he could cool off. A soft breeze whistled past. It was surprising how nice the scent of ocean air was.
Ed's eyes scanned the ocean ahead of him, looking for any sign of ships or other islands. There were many other islands, but from what he could see they were a lot smaller then this one, and were equally as deserted.
He saw birds flying, and the tree's leaves swaying in the wind. He saw the waves crashing on the shore, and smoke rising from what he assumed was a fire. He saw the clouds drift softly in the sky—wait. SMOKE?! FIRE?!
Could it be? Was another person on this island with him after all?!
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Roy skilfully tied the last knot. Pulling the vine until it was taught, he let go. The palm trees pulled apart almost immediately. Roy snarled. He tried again at a different angle; they stayed together for a minute or so, but then pulled back apart.
Roy wanted to kill something. No, he wanted to kill multiple somethings. He was trying to make a shelter with the palm trees, but they refused to stay together. If he had an axe right now, he'd chop them all down!
He breathed in and out a few times before deeming himself calm enough to try again. This time he'd try a different angle and more vines.
He went about tying the vines to the four trees, then tying the four vines to two vines that were weaved together. He then went to tie the weaved vines to a fifth tree that wasn't a palm tree but had a very thick trunk. This should work.
He noticed vaguely that they was an extra vine attached to the four other vines. He thought about what it could be attached to, but decided it didn't matter. He then let go of the four palm trees and watched them fling back up.
Something pulled at his ankle and suddenly he was soaring through the air. He was jerked up and down a few times before he was just swaying back and fourth.
ARG! THAT EXTRA ROPE WAS TIED TO HIM!
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Ed had never run anywhere so fast. It was probably a terrible idea since the whole time he ran he was going downhill, but still. He had fallen about a dozen times, especially when he was in the jungle.
He was sure he looked a mess. Leaves in his hair, probably covered in dirt. But he didn't care. He honestly didn't care. If there was someone else on this island with him, he had to know!
He reached the beach in what he was sure was record time, falling flat on his face in the sand. He was up in a second, running to where he saw the smoke.
Turning a corner, he reached a clearing, where only about four or five trees were. That was when he saw him.
"Roy!" Ed yelled much louder then he supposed was necessary. He was filled with so many emotions just then. He wasn't alone! Someone he knew was on this godforsaken island with him. Someone he knew!
Ed literally threw himself at Roy, grabbing him around the chest.
"I can't believe it's you! I though I was alone on this island, but no, you're here! How did you get here? Did the ship sink?! Is Al okay? Is he with you?! What about Hughes?" Ed paused for a moment, noticing something was off.
"Roy?" Ed asked cautiously.
"Yes, Ed?" Roy asked.
"Why are you hanging upside down?"
"That's a very good question, Ed. A very good question indeed."
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A/N: Hey guys! I'm so sorry this took so long! I just had no inspiration. But I do now, so don't worry. I guess I can't guarantee it, but the way things are going chapter ten should be up pretty soon. Isn't it good to have the two back together? I hope you like this chapter. We're into part two! Woo!
Please R&R!
