Summary: DBZ/FMA X-over. Sequel to my Alchemy and Saiyans fic. Chi-Chi decides to have Gohan learn alchemy, so she sends him to Amestris.
Disclaimer: it walks alone, BritKit, and Mordecai are sitting at a table
it walks alone: (scribble scribble)
BritKit: (plays with lotion bottle)
Mordecai: ... I. Smell. A. Vegetable. (notices tiny piece of lettuce leftover from lunch) Oh. It might be that.
BK: (pause) (stare) ...No comment.
IWA: (scribble scribble)
BK: (flips cap open and closed) Le sigh.
IWA: (pause) ...Nani?
BK: I'm bored.
IWA: I can see that, but... 'le sigh'? I thought you took Spanish.
BK: I do take Spanish.
IWA: ...I'm just gonna write this off as another weird-BK-mannerism-thing.
BK: (continues to play with lotion) You do that.
(silence)
IWA: (scribble scribble)
M: ... (steals BK's hand lotion) (sniff) ... (sniffsniffsniffsniff)
BK: o.o (steals back lotion) Don't get high off my hand lotion!
M: No, I was gonna eat it.
BK: o.o
IWA: Whoopde freakin' wee-hah.
BK: How do you spell that, anyways?
IWA: Whoopde space freakin' space wee dash hah. And I still don't own DBZ or FMA. (growls)
A/N: Note about the polls:
People, if you've already voted for a specific pairing, then you've voted for that pairing. I'm not gonna count it if you vote again. Not to mention it makes my life easier if you don't. Another thing: BK and I are quite willing to do yaoi if you want it. ...Thing #3: Neither of us can see Ed/Winry working. We see them as being like siblings, so that wouldn't work.
Pairing poll results so far:
Gohan/Ed: 1
Ed/Winry: 6
Mustang/Riza: 5
Gohan/Lust: 2
Vegeta/Lust: 1
Scar/Riza: 1
Gohan/Videl: 1
A/N #2: I REPLACED THE LAST CHAPTER. IF YOU HAVEN'T READ IT, THEN DO SO NOW. I added a couple scenes to the end that I found on a random plotsheet in my binder that I'd forgotten about. (sweatdrops) Heh heh. Sorry.
A/N #3: Yes, Hakuro's probably very OOC. Neither BK nor I know him that well. Deal with it.
"Speaking" Thoughts (Me to you)
Last time:
"—Check and check. Everyone's here!" She put the clipboard down, pulled something out of her pocket and handed it to Piccolo. "Piccolo, this is a cell phone that will connect you to someone in Amestris who can contact us. You and Chi-Chi keep an eye out here, okay?"
Chapter 11: Arrival in Amestris
"Y'know, Al, Amestris look reeeally different from a hundred miles up..." Ed mused.
"Uh-huh, sure." The suit of armor turned back to the two teen demi-Saiyans who were hanging on his every word. "So the circle represents..."
Ed sighed and turned back to the window, watching the world fly by beneath them. It's so strange to be looking at everything from so high up, he thought, wincing as he remembered the take-off.
000000000000000 Flashback 000000000000000 (IWA: This is not Ed's flashback. Just wanted to clear that up. It's not from his POV, so it can't be him.)
Cain Fuery would have very much liked to be running back to the Colonel's office right then, but due to the fact that he was leading King Bradley, Major General Hakuro, and two other random important military people, he couldn't. As it was, he settled for babbling. (IWA: I call it Fuerybabble!)
"—I swear it, sir, they're all missing! Colonel Mustang, Lieutenant Colonel Hughes, Major Armstrong, First Lieutenant Hawkeye, Second Lieutenant Havoc, Major Elric, his brother, AND his guest Mr. Son are all gone! No one's seen them since yesterday!"
"You had better be right about this, Master Sergeant," Hakuro growled. "No one of your rank should be allowed to barge in on one of King Bradley's meetings, and you, sir, should not indulge him!"
"Ah, General, it's no trouble. Besides, if the Colonel really is missing, an immediate investigation would be in order, and I would like to lead it myself."
The five trooped over to Mustang's office.
Falman and Breda were outside, Falman pacing back and forth in front of the door and Breda running around in circles clutching his head.
Bradley cleared his throat.
Both Falman and Breda froze, then snapped to attention and saluted. "Fuhrer President King Bradley, sir!" Falman said.
"At ease, soldiers. Now, what are you doing outside the Colonel's office?"
Falman took a breath. "Sir, Colonel Mustang, Lieutenant Colonel Hughes, Major—"
"We KNOW who's missing, Warrant Officer," Hakuro interrupted, growling.
Falman blinked. "The aforementioned people were all last seen heading into this office yesterday afternoon. None were seen leaving, and the office is now empty. Therefore, logically, they will reappear in this room, Fuhrer Pres—"
There was a hum.
"Just 'sir' is fine, Warrant Officer," Bradley interrupted.
The hum got louder.
Hakuro looked miffed. "So the Colonel and his entourage are all missing. Congratulations, Master Sergeant, you were right."
The hum was now very loud.
"What is that noise?" Bradley asked.
/HUMMMM/
/FLASH/
/BANG/
/THUMP/
"..."
"..."
They all stared at the doors to Mustang's office.
"Goddammit Colonel!"
They jumped. (IWA: If applicable.)
"Watch where you're standing!"
Bradley stepped forward and opened the doors.
And stared.
On the far left, a blue-haired woman was counting a rather large number of suitcases, apparently being aided by a man with spiky black hair and a halo who was floating over said luggage.
Next to them, a black-haired teen was attempting to remove the last traces of what looked like motor oil from a lavender-haired teen's face. The latter did not appear to be at all pleased by this.
"I look FINE!"
"They judge on appearances here! Hold still!"
In the back, a flame-haired man in spandex was sulking.
Ed was sitting on the floor at Mustang's feet, glaring up at said Colonel, who was standing in front of his desk, smirking.
Al was next to them, looking as worried as a suit of armor could.
Hughes and Havoc were standing slightly off to the right side with Hughes holding what appeared to be a spare military jacket. A Lieutenant's, by the decorations.
Armstrong was on the far right with someone draped over his shoulder. (IWA: remember, Riza knocked herself out.) And sparkling. (BK: Obviously.)
Fuery whimpered. "...Colonel!" He ran across the room and tackled Mustang in a bear hug, sobbing.
Mustang sweatdropped. "There, there, Fuery. I'm back..." He patted his subordinate's head awkwardly.
Fuery wailed.
Ed rolled his eyes.
The floating man, the flame-haired man, and the two teens cringed, and all but the one in spandex clapped their hands over their ears.
"—10, 11, 12! Yep, they're all here!" the bluenette exclaimed.
Fuery continued to wail.
"Colonel, you're back. I'll expect a full report on your disappearance on my desk tomorrow morning," Bradley commanded.
"Yessir."
"Where is First Lieutenant Hawkeye?"
"Right here, sir!" Armstrong supplied, sparkling.
"And she is unconscious because...?"
The floating man scratched his head. "Well, she was hitting her head on this metal table..."
"GOKU!" Mustang yelled in his I-am-your-commanding-officer-obey-or-die voice.
The other shut up.
Mustang turned back to the Fuhrer. "I'll include that in my report."
Bradley raised an eyebrow.
There was silence. (IWA: Well, except for Fuery's wailing...)
Hakuro was feeling ignored. "Colonel!"
Mustang jumped. "Sir?"
"Care to introduce your... ah... guests?"
"Of course, sir." Fuery was still clinging to him. "May I present Ms. Bulma Briefs, Goku Son, Vegeta, Mirai Trunks Briefs, and Gohan Son, who has been with us for the past few weeks learning alchemy. They are the residents of the world Fullmetal disappeared to about a month ago."
"I see," Bradley replied, eyeing Goku, who gave him a Son Grin™.
There was a moment of silence, broken only by Fuery's sobs.
Gohan finished cleaning Mirai's face. "There! Thanks, Bulma," he said triumphantly, turning tho said genius and holding the handkerchief out to her.
Bulma eyed it critically. "...Wash it and give it back to me then."
"Okay."
The lavender-haired teen sulked.
"And may I inquire as to just what is hovering over Mr. Son's head?"
Gohan looked up.
"The elder Mr. Son."
"Oh! He means you, Dad."
Goku looked up. "Eh? Oh, this? It's a halo!"
"...A what?"
"A halo."
"Halo, noun. From the Greek halōs, threshing floor on which oxen trod in a circular path, round disk of the sun or moon, hence halo around the sun or moon. A symbolic ring or disk of light shown around the head of a saint, etc., as in pictures; nimbus: often used as a symbol of virtue or innocence."
"...One of those things you get when you die," Gohan explained.
"And Mr. Son has one because...?"
"He's dead," the DBZ people minus Goku and Vegeta chorused.
"Well, technically, anyway... He keeps coming back," Gohan added.
"Dead," Hakuro repeated.
"Yep."
"...Colonel..."
Mustang gulped. "Sir?"
Hakuro pointed at the door. "Hall. Now."
"Yessir." Mustang started trying to detach Fuery. "Uhh... Hughes, a little help here?"
Hughes smothered a grin at Mustang's predicament and pried Fuery off of him. The poor technician immediately latched onto Hughes instead.
The Fuery problem solved, Mustang started toward the door.
Bradley grabbed the back of his collar as he walked past. "Wait a minute, wait a minute, I want to hear this... Please continue."
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Oooh, what's Bradley going to do with the knowledge that yes, people CAN come back to life, but only if you do it a certain way? ... You'll have to ask BritKit. I haven't thought that far ahead yet. She's my muse: She'll know. And if she doesn't, she'll come up with something plausible on the spot. And yes, I DID look up the definition of 'halo'. There were three, and that was the one that fit best. Anywho, please leave a review on your way out.