Operation: Matchmaker Chapter 25: Reunion of Father and Son, a fullmetal alchemist fanfic

A later update than I had expected .

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I'm sorry if the grammar is horrible and the characters are very OOC.

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA, only Angel, Christian, Alexander and Sol.

Chapter 25

Reunion of Father and Son

Angel sighed as she walked through the streets of the small village right outside of Central. She was almost back at start, but still a little while away.

They had left Lior just some days ago, traveling safely to this small place.

Winry had gone back to Resembool – she had asked if Angel wanted to come along, but the other girl had refused, saying she might find a way home if she went with Alphonse. The girl had wanted to see Edward and Winry meet each other again, but it was for the best if she went toward Central with Alphonse and Hohenheim; Jelso, Zanpano and Yoki had stayed in Lior to wait for Marcoh and Scar. The two later had something they needed to do while the others had gone to Lior, and they were needed in the battles that were going to take place in not too long time.

Alphonse had left to do something shortly after they had arrived in the village, something about calling his Teacher.

Which in its own turn leaded to Angel alone in the village with Hohenheim, waiting for either Edward and co catching up with them, or their other allies to come back.

The girl was on her way back to the main-center of the village when she heard the sound of something hard hitting flesh, and a body meeting the ground. She smiled to herself. Edward had finally showed up.

It didn't take her long to run over to the place the sound came from; the village wasn't that big, after all.

She reached it just in time to see Hohenheim rose from the ground, standing right in front of his oldest son. It was clear as the day that the two of them were father and son, seeing how much they looked like each other. Almost scary.

Behind the short blonde stood the two other chimeras Kimblee had taken with him to Briggs; Darius – also called Donkey Kong by Edward – and Heinkel – Lion King. Funny how the two of them had gotten nicknames similar to a game-character and a Disney-film back in her own world.

"Edward!" she called out, the worry she had felt since Alphonse collapsed finally disappearing. The girl knew he had been safe since Alphonse woke up again, but she couldn't help but feel a little worried anyway.

The boy turned toward her, almost shocked over seeing her at a place like that.

"Angel?" he asked, still looking at her strangely.

"Hey! Haven't seen you in a while. Everything's okay?" she smiled as she got closer to them. Her eyes felt on the fourth newcomer while she walked. Greed-Ling. Mei's older half-brother. A prince of Xing.

"What are you doing here, Angel? Aren't you supposed to keep away from Central?" Edward asked, almost sounding a little worried. After all, they were friends, even if he didn't knew her secret.

"Let's just say a lot of things dragged me over to this place, okay? By the way, have you seen Christian and Alexander lately?"

The boy felt silence for a while, not answering, before he looked up again.

"I think they are still up north, in Briggs."

Silence again. At least her silly friends hadn't gotten them killed when Kimblee tried to kill Edward.

"What an interesting tattoo," Hohenheim suddenly said, looking at the mark on Greed-Ling's hand.

The boy seem to wonder what he was talking about to begin with, before he lifted his hand to look at the said mark.

"Oh, yeah. Figure there is no sense in hiding it. You'd better not hide anything either, pops," he answered, glaring at Edward's father.

Hohenheim stared at his son, as if he waited for a signal that said it was okay.

"Agreed. I will tell you everything."

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It had become dark when Hohenheim finally had told them his story about Father and his time as a slave.

Angel almost laughed when she saw the look in the faces of the newcomers; they looked almost scared, or maybe disgusted.

The funny thing was that even Edward seemed to have lost all words.

"I am the Philosopher's Stone you have sought all these years," Hohenheim said to his son, pointing at himself, "Wanna use me?"

"Are you insane?!" Edward shouted back, not believing his own ears.

"Those are the lives of innocent people. It is our own fault we ended up like this. We could never use them!"

"I'm glad to hear you say that, son. Will you help me stop his ambitions?" Hohenheim said.

"Help you? Let's get things straight. I'm gonna stop him with or without you help. But right now, we stand a better chance with you on our side. That's the only reason I came here!" the short boy said, his voice dripping of anger.

"Well, regardless of your motives, for now, we fight together. That's enough talk for one night. Let's get some food and rest up." With that, all of them started to walk back toward the village. Then, Edward stopped.

"I just remembered, grandma Pinako told me to tell you mum's last words. She said 'I'm sorry I can't keep our promise. I have to go first.'" He said, looking at his father. The man kept his face hidden, before he gazed up at the sky, tears running down his cheeks. His son panicked once he saw the tears, telling him to stop crying. He didn't calm down either before his father told him it was okay, and the boy was able to run away.

Angel only shook her head as she stared after him, a small smile making its way over her lips. He really didn't like tears.

A voice behind her dragged the girl back into reality.

". . . We couldn't grow old and die together, but you still believed that I would follow after you some day," the girl turned around, only to find Hohenheim sitting around the fire they had made to keep them warm while he told his story.

"She loved you," Angel said, loudly. The man turned his head around, looking at her.

"She loved you 'till the end and I guess she still does, just like you still love her," with that, the girl turned around and walked back into the village. Angel still had something she wanted to speak with Edward about.

She found the boy right before he got something to eat, was even able to drag him away so that she could speak with him in private.

"You went to Resembool before you got here, right?" she asked out of the blue once they were alone.

"Yeah, how did you know?" he was suspicious again. After all, he didn't know her secret, and she wanted to keep it that way.

"We told Winry to tell you to come here just in case you dropped by her house. I just guessed out of that. Anyway, you met Winry again, right?" the answer was written in his face, the red colour telling everything.

"Y-yeah," he muttered, obvious thinking back at the event that had taken place inside Winry's bedroom.

"You love her, don't you?" the girl pointed out, grinning. Edward got even redder if it was possible.

Angel just laughed quietly, before she turned around to walk away, leaving the boy behind to try to sort out his thoughts.

A/N Hope you liked it^^