Chapter 4

Youji Michaels. That is the name of what I consider to be Satan reincarnated. But I digress; his evilness will come into light eventually. Mustang had suggested that we get to know one another better before we start any missions. I was not a happy girl, namely because my brother would throw a fit about this. His overactive imagination would kick into over-drive on this bit of information. I would just have to post-pone the search for the book till tomorrow. I could wait that long.

Somehow, we ended up in the café that I had visited earlier. Instantly the memory of that article came to mind. "The head bank in central has been the victim on an unknown hacker(s). The computer systems had been overwritten and several thousand dollars had been stolen electronically. Also, several computers randomly exploded causing severe fire damage to the banks archives. Police are still not sure if the two events are connected."

" Are you ok hun?"

" Ah…what?"

My intelligent answer, whenever I was in my own little world the coffee I was drinking might as well have exploded, I never would have noticed. Youji grinned, obliviously finding something funny.

" Well, now that your back from happy la-la land, we can get to know one another better."

I glared at him, his smile only widened. I would soon learn that he lived to stir up shit. His childish actions were, at times, a welcome distraction to the mundane, but more often then not it just proved annoying. What surprised be about him was his willingness to share about himself. I always kept to myself, even from Ricca and Leon, perhaps that's why his candor caught me by surprise. He said he liked to be described as an American Mutt.

" I'm everything but I was born in the states. I find that portrays me quite well."

When he asked about me, I didn't know what I should say. Oh me? I'm a chimera, part Vampire, and part Angel. Nice weather we are having hua? That would go over well. So I tried to come up with a good story.

" Well, I live by myself, I have an obsession with coffee. That's about it."

I did say tried didn't I? The only really important thing about me was a secret. He didn't buy it. He stared at me with an 'yeah right' glare. When he asked me what I was hiding, I nearly spit out my coffee. Oh god, did he know? I mean, maybe he listened to the militaries report on our brake in. I was gonna be sent to a lab an be dissected and…

" A pretty girl like you has to have a boyfriend, well?"

" A boyfriend! Ah…I mean…no."

Ok, so maybe Leon wasn't the only one with an overactive imagination. Not that I'd ever admit that to him. I couldn't help but blush at my embarrassment. If I was going to keep my cover, I had to clam down. Taking a deep breath, I attempted to re-start the conversation; But Youji beat me to the punch.

" Ya want one?"

Of course, that meant that he was implying him to be the choice. I knew he was kidding, But it was at my expense. As much as I wanted to say ' Don't you have to be a boy to be a boyfriend?' poking at the fact he could look quite feminine, I held my tongue. Even Mustang agreed that he could look like a women, He had to get him back for the Ronald thing in his office earlier. Surprisingly, we finished the discussion with me only having to kick him three times under the table.

After the interesting day at the café, I decided to check out that facility were my father's research was supposed to be. After the third security check, I was able to actually get the book. Only permitted to read it there, I took out some paper and began attempt to translate father's scrawl. I was only half way through the first chapter when it was closing time. Taking what I had, I left and went home to contact Leon.

" About time! What in seven hells were you doing?"

" It's nice to hear from you too brother."

I couldn't help but laugh; I could practically hear the vein in his head throb with aggravation, even over my crackling phone in my apartment. I plopped down on one of the couches that came with the rented out hole in which I lived. I was small, but fully equipped, so I couldn't really complain. Although the dust that wallowed up from the couch as I sat concerned me a little. After a few incoherent curses and grumbles, he continued.

" So, what are they calling you now? And what number did they engrave into your back?"

Oh he was so proud of me.

" The Elemental Alchemist, and there's no number on my back. It's on my forehead."

" Ha ha, your so funny. Anyway, did you find anything out yet?"

There wasn't much to tell, but I gave him what I got. It seemed to appease him well enough, for now anyway. Eventually Ricca wrestled the phone away from him and we were able to have a normal conversation. Well, every now and then Leon felt he had to input on something we said, that is until Ricca sent him running from the room in horror.

" What did you say?"

" I threatened to take away all his fire starting stuff. He's probably re-hiding it by now."

Once our laughter had subsided, I made the casual suggestion that she hurry up and marry my brother before some pyro-princess came along. She knew I was teasing, but she's so shy I have to do that every now and then. Ricca called me evil and hung up. She wasn't mad, just embarrassed. The look on her face was priceless when I told her I wouldn't mind being an aunt. When I herd the phone ring I figured it was Ricca or Leon calling me back, but it wasn't.

" Terra, Its Youji."

" Wait…how did you get this number?"

" Er…well…ya see…that's not important. The thing is Mustang said he wants us in his office, now."

" At 10pm?"

" Yeah, I know its weird. But he called and told me to tell you."

" Fine. I'm on my way."

" Love ya Hun."

I slammed the phone down. This had to be karma for what I did to Ricca. Or the gods really did hate me. Either case, I left to report to central like asked. In so many ways, I wished I just stayed home.

End Chapter 4

A/N: Since its my birthday, I figured I'd give you guys the next chapter ahead of time. And seeing as I am now 18, I'm off to but hentai, just because I can.