Chapter Two: Profanities in the Air

A/N: Hello again! Sorry this is taking so long but like I said I couldn't remember which episode came next. I hope Ang told me the right one…Anyway, I don't wanna be all mean and stuff, but if I don't get reviews saying that people like this story and want more, then I'm not going to update cuz, seriously, who wants to write a story when they think no one wants to read it? So, some reviews plz!

One day, we'll overcome the pain, and we'll have precious memories.

Fruits Basket

Ed, Al, and I left our home. I knew it was harder on them then on me, since I hadn't grown up there. But this was their home. I felt sorry for them.

But I remember what it was like to leave where I used to live. I sighed as I thought to myself. My family and I had no choice, though. Ed and Al do. They're choosing this. My family... I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts that I didn't want.

Before we left I found the hat lying in my closet. I didn't know why, but for some reason I could never throw it away, and it felt like the hat was mocking me (Yes, mocking me. I'm crazy. Get over it.)when I left it out. Thus, it ended up at the bottom of my closet, not to be found until I was packing a few possessions to leave. I glowered at it for a second before snatching it off of the floor and throwing it in my white sling-over-your shoulder bag. As long as I was gonna be seeing him, I might as well give it back.

Seeing him…I sighed again,twirling my bangs around my finger(Mybangshad grown out past my eyes, and down to my chin, by this time. My hair was now down to my butt. I kept forgetting to cut it…). I felt like I was submitting to him by not only letting Ed-and not just Ed, Al too-go, but beingtheir "parental supervision" as Pinako liked to say. I mean, it's not like I'd leta 12year old and an 11 year old go out by themselves.

I can still vividly remember them burning their house down. I was walking down to go and meet them. Now, I admit, I saw the smoke and the orange glow and I thought that their house had caught fire and they were trapped inside. I panic rather easily sometimes. I ran to the house and when I saw them standing outside, a wave of relief washed over me.

Though, for a spilt second I again remembered where I used to live. The image of my family and I running and me looking back over my shoulder just as I heard an odd noise echo up to the hill we were on, and part of the city exploded in flames. I shook the image out of my mind.

They walked towards me and stopped in front of me. I stared in between them at the burning house whenI realized thatPinako,Winry, and Denwere standing in front of it, before turning my eyes back to Ed and Al. Winry was crying. "Pardon me." I said and walked past them.

I gathered Winry up in my arms. She clung to me, making my heart break for having to leave. "Shhhh…" I whispered in her ear. I remembered when I was little and I would cry, my mother would always rock me back in forth in her arms and would sing into my ear, "Rain, rain, go away, come again another day," For some reason it always helped. I whispered it into Winry's ear, and the tears slowly stopped. I smiled at her, "Be a good girl, ok?"

She nodded, and I patted her on the head as I walked back to Ed and Al. I stopped after a few steps and looked at her over my shoulder, "And stop growing," I added with a scowl, "You're only like an inch shorter than me, and I'm 21 now."

She smiled at me. Good, that's what I'd wanted. I gave a short wave to Pinako who nodded at me before I continued walking.

Ed had a slight grimace on his face as I walked back over; I could tell he would rather not talk about it. "If you're gonna ask then just ask."

I made my face blank and said, "Ask about what?" I looked at Ed's shocked face before winking at Al, pushing past them and calling back over my shoulder, "Are you gonna just stand there all day gaping? Move your asses!"

They both came running after me, though I knew that I had to ask if I was ever going to help them.

When we were almost to the train station I abruptly stopped in my path; Ed ran into my back, "Oof!" I turned around sharply as he rubbed his nose, "Ow, Hana, what was that for?" Time for a mood swing...

"What happened?" I demanded.

"What?" they both said in unison, Ed's hand stopped in mid nose rubs.

"Your arm and leg, Ed! And Al, why are you like that? What happened?" The desperation must have shown in my voice. Ed's hand dropped, and he glared down at his feet.

Al said quietly, "Brother, she has a right to know what happened. I mean, she's coming all this way with us…maybe we should tell her. Besides, it must have been hard for her not to pound us with questions."

"Yeah, I know, Al." Ed still wouldn't look at me. After a pause, Ed opened his mouth. "We…we tried to transmute our mother."

My eyes widened. "Tr-transmute?" I didn't know much about alchemy, but… "Transmute. You mean…you…you both tried to…" I was afraid to say it out loud. "You tried to bring her back to life?" I whispered.

Ed gave a short nod and said in a slightly shaky voice, "But it wasn't her…it…it was so twisted…not even close to human…And Al lost his body, I had to attach his soul to a suit of armor."

"W-what?" I stuttered. "Then…then that means…" I lunged for Al. Before he could protest, I had yanked off the helmet.

Al yelped and waved his arms where he thought I was, trying to grab the head back. "Oh..." I said quietly as I collapsed on my knees in the middle of the road, staring at the hollow armor. How could I have not noticed?

"Hana-" Al began nervously.

I thrust the helmet back at him. "Don't. Don't…it's just a surprise, that's all." I felt tears sting my eyes. I stood straight up, my hair blowing around me. I swear, when I get emotional it's like I call on my own personal wind. "How…? How could you do that? I…I can't believe you guys! I…can't believe you thought you couldn't tell me…that you could go through that without help…" I dropped my head into my hands.

I heard cloth rustle as Ed's head snapped up, and Al's armor creaked as his head moved. I was so ashamed of myself…I hadn't even realized they'd been suffering so much. I suddenly reached out and pulled them both into a hug. Ed stiffened. "Dumb kids." I whispered.

I felt Ed relax and hug me back a little, and I heard Al crying, and it broke my heart to see no tears come out. He couldn't even feel my arms around him. No matter what it took, I vowed silently to myself; I would help them find what they were looking for. I wanted them to be normal again, so they could both cry with all their bodies, hearts, and souls.

I opened my eyes blearily from where I lay stretched out on the train station bench. I yawned, stretching like a cat. "Hey, Ed, Al, when's the train coming?" I was met with silence. I sat up straight with a jolt.

"Ed?"

Silence.

"Al?"

More silence.

Crap. I stood up quickly. "Where did those little-eh?" I noticed that something smallhad been neatly carved into the floor with a chalk circle around it. My eye's widened as I stooped down on the ground to read it.

Dear Hana,

Sorry, something came up. It might lead us to our Dad, sorry we didn't wake you, the train for that town was leaving, and we had to hurry. Go to the next train stop and we'll meet you there in a few days and from there we'll travel with you the rest of the way to Central. That train leaves at 3 o'clock, so I hope you wake up in time. Don't worry about us!

Edward and Alphonse

By the way, push the other little circle next to this with your palm and this should smooth back over.

I felt my eye twitching. I slowly pressed my hand in the circle, watched it smooth back over, stood up slowly, brushed off my knees, took a deep breath, and started shrieking profanities.

"THOSE LITTLE (BEEPS)! WHO THE (BEEP) DO THEY (BEEPING) THINK THEY ARE? I SWEAR, AS SOON AS I SEE THAT LITTLE MIDGET AND TIN CAN AGAIN, I'M GONNA KICK THE (BEEPING) (BEEP) OUT OF THEM! (BEEP)!"

I was breathing heavily by the time I finished, and half the train station had stopped to stare at me and my hysterics. I saw a Mother covering her little boy's ears and running onto a train with a horrified look. Another little boy was just staring at me with wonder.

I gave him a kind smile, "Hello,nice day, isn't it? Do you have the time?"

He pointed at a big clock on the wall. Oh, good, I had 5 minutes. I gave him another smile, "Thanks!" I called back to him with a backwards wave as I strolled onto the train.

Ed's POV:

"Al?"

"Yes, brother?"

"My Hana-in-a-rage senses are tingling and so are my someone-just-called-me-short senses. Think Hana got the message we left?" Years of living with Hana had taught me when and when not to talk to her. She is dead scary when she's pissed.

"I'm sure she did." Al gave a nervous laugh, "She's not the first person on my list of people I'm dying to see."

"Oh, God," I mumbled, looking out the window, "She's going to beatme to a bloody pulp, make me into chili, and feed it to some stray dog that she feels sorry for, and send you to the scrap heap all dismantled."

Al nodded, "Yeah, let's hope she goes that easy on us."

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