Chapter 9- Mission
"Irma Elric, from now on, you shall be known as the Forgotten Alchemist." Mustang announced. "Oh gee, just what I've always wanted, to be reminded that my family forgot about me every time you talk to me. Thanks." I drawled sarcastically, not actually caring about the name, but wanting to make the bastard squirm a little. "No, I didn't mean it like that," the Furur scrambled in panic, "I only meant that you were overlooked in acknowledgement!" Ed snickered into his hand, "Nice save, Furur Bastard." "Relax. I won't kill you, this time. Just don't do it again," I commented, staring him dead in the eye. "I c-can ch-change it…" Mustang trailed off. I grinned, "Nah, you already have the paperwork done. But really, have a little empathy. Any other girl probably would kill you for being such an unsympathetic bastard."
Two weeks after I became the Forgotten Alchemist, we were called back into Furur Mustang's office for a mission. Or so we thought.
"What!" my brothers screamed in unison. Though I refrained from joining in, my thought were along the same lines. "Let me get the facts straight. You, in your oh-so-infinite-wisdom, have decided that we're going to school." I deadpanned, "Because Ling suggested it." "Yes," Mustang admitted, "but I don't think you'll mind all that much, not if it's this school." "And what school would that be?" Ed bit out, looking ready to either snap Mustang's neck or scream again. "It seems to be in another dimension, Ling mentioned a fog covered rift that was traveled through in some old Xing fairytales, and that he thinks he's found it." "And your point is…" I waved my hand in the universal signal of continue, just wanting this over with. "We want to send the three of you to learn of their culture and judge their threat level." "Uh-huh, now what's the catch." Mustang sweatdropped, not having expected me to catch on so quickly. "You'll need to…" The last bit was mumbled just too low to hear. "What was that?" Ed questioned. "Yes, please do repeat," I asked, developing a twitch in my eye. "You'll need to learnanotherlanguage!" "What did he say?" Al asked the room, not understanding Mustang's garbled and rushed speech." I sighed, having understood from constant exposure to an excited Mei, "He said that we'll need to learn another language. My guess is that the 'dimensional rift' carries us to another country and not the dimensions equivalent of ours. Which makes sense, seeing as we have to sail to get there." "Alright, fine." Ed huffed, "What are the details of the mission?" Mustang smiled, happy to get his way, "You'll be traveling with Ling Yao and Mei Chang to an island called Japan and attending a school for the rich and privileged known as Ouran Academy…"
And that was the final chapter. Yeah... it's short, only two paragraphs that can be counted as paragraphs. *sweatdrop* It was more of an introductory to the sequel though, I only left a cliff hanger last time so it would actually be read. Believe it or not, when I first got the idea, this was the first scene I thought out. Then I realized I'd have to include a little back story on Irma and give a reason for Ed to have alchemy again. The sequel is call Never Forget. No real significance in the title unless you want to think of it as my way of hinting that Irma won't be slipping into the background completely. In all honesty, I thought it looked cute. Forever Regret, Never Forget. I kind of want that on a tattoo... Well enough of my ramblings, hope you enjoyed the story.