Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal alchemist, any part of it, or anything associated with it. Too bad... wistfully thinking of Ed...
Do you ever get this feeling, that someone is watching you? Like someone is boring a hole into your back, with searing metal? Ruri had this same exact feeling. Someone, she knew, was watching over her, eyes searing a hole into her body. Her palms were sweaty, she was so tired from this that she could pass out at any moment, and her head pounded. She knew why, though.
"Alright, lets go. Times up, turn in the test." Ruri reluctantly stood up, head hung in defeat. As a last chance, she prayed, and filled in a couple random circles on the last ten of fifteen questions. I'm soo going to fail… and after all this hard work, too… She handed in her test papers with the three other teens trying out to be state alchemists. She was 14, the youngest of the group.
Ruri silently packed up her bag of books, pens, and her jacket, and wandered out onto the streets. She lived with her friend, Satoshi. He was a state alchemist, the Blade Alchemist, because he used mostly knives and swords for his attacks. He was a very good teacher, and she really wanted that state alchemist position!
She studied very hard, reading all of her textbooks several times over, and she didn't even need a transmutation circle. (Guess why not?) She was a summoning alchemist. This totally went against the law of Alchemy, so many people tried to kill her because they believed she was an obstruction to nature.
Satoshi said her nick-name would be something like "the Life Alchemist". Ruri thought that was pretty cool. She could summon random things, some over and over again. She could also summon extremley strong demons, but that usually left her drained….
It was dark out, and as she was pondering, a man rushed behind her, out onto the street. He was holding a knife, and it slashed across her back, causing blood to run down her waist. Ruri cried out in pain. She could feel the warm dark liquid trickling down her leg. The corners of her vision got black. She fell to her knees, loss of blood becoming greater and greater. Images got blurrier, the horizon tilted, and she fell all the way to the ground.
§ Three days later… §
"Ughh…" Ruri brought her hand to her forehead. Her eyes were glued shut, and she didn't want to bother with opening them. From nearby, she heard beeping. It was slow and steady.
"Am I in heaven?" she asked herself. The beeping quickened with the thought. And it slowed again, because she knew there wasn't this much pain in heaven. Her back felt like it was ripping apart. Something was poking the inside Ruri's other elbow, and she had light, thin clothes on. Someone walked in.
"How are you doing, Miss Sato?" a nurse asked. Ruri mumbled in reply. She continued. "You have been out for almost three days now. Lucky you, a young man cam by with his older brother, and carried you here. It took a blood transplant from the younger one for you to live."
"I AM NOT THE YOUNGER ONE! JEEZ, CAN'T YOU SEE I'M 15!"
She kind of laughed, until pain shot through her back, causing her to stop. The nurse leaned in, whispering, "And he absolutly hates needles!"
A blonde haired teen walked up to the side of Ruri's bed, and shuddered at the sight of the IV linked to her arm. He extended his hand and said, "Hey. The names Ed. Edward Elric." She took his hand, and grasped it firmly. He reached up and brushed the damp hair from her eyes. "You doing okay?"
"Yeah..." she said softly. She blushed. "Thank you so much. Oh! Gomen nasai! My name is Ruri Sato." He thought, then smiled.
"My favorite stone!" he said. He was still holding on to her hand. The door to your room once again creaked open. A man with jet-black hair walked in, a.k.a. Colonel Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchamist. Ed dropped her hand and spun around.
"Colonel!" Ed saluted with his right hand, and Mustang nodded in return. "Don't forget what you were put here to do today, Elric." He swiftly walked back out. Ed sighed, turning to his charge.
"Good news, Miss Sato, you passed."
Ruri's point of veiw
"Good news, Miss Sato," he said, "you passed."
She shot up out of bed, so happy, the pain in her back was pushed to the corner of her mind. She smiled and spun around, laughing, throwing her hands up in the air. "YES! Whachya gonna do about that, shorty?" she asked playfully. Fortunatly, Ed could think of a lot of words descibing him, and being funny. Unfortunatly, "short" wasn't one of them.
He started stomping around, yelling about "being so short you could fry him under a magnifying glass" or whatnot. He came up, shaking her shoulders, almost realigning her spine in the process. "Whoah... slow down, brother," another voice said. Ed released Ruri's shoulders, thrashing in the air, as a man in a suit of armor picked him up off the ground. Ed slumped.
"Hello!" the man said cheerfully. His voice was young, though. "I'm Alphonse Elric, Ed's little brother!" He sounded like he was smiling inside the helmet. (author: yes, I can tell when someone is smiling, even if they aren't laughing. And when I can't see them, like over the phone or something.)
She giggled. "More like big brother! Jeez, your like three feet taller than Ed!" She was laughing, pain once more shooting through your back. Boy, did Ed get a kick out of that. So did Ruri, right in the shins.
See second chapter!