(Laughs lightly.) I believe I've been found out.

Raine of Darkness-It's is called Full Metal Alchemist.

Anya-Yes, ma'am. :)

Angel-(Laughs.) Yep, guilty as charged. Full Metal Alchemist it is. Luna is fine, had to get 'fixed,' so that there isn't mini Luna's running around. (Sweat drops,) Trust me, one is enough, (looks toward her innocent looking kitten who is to close to her sandwich.) Don't think I don't know what your planning. Anyway moving on. She's fine, just a little tired from the anaesthesia, though she gives you a mew of hello and thanks. Excuse me a moment, I must retrieve my turkey from her. (Nods to your statement.) Yeah, but that doesn't mean I got to like losing now does it? (Covers a supple smirk itching across her lips.) Very interesting mail from Aoshi there. (Waves over to your Heero.) "She's just showing me some more of your martial arts moves, that I can placate into my coming stories." (Looks back to A-chan.) I bet you could charm him to bring you the sun if you wanted right? (Shrugs.) Nothing personal on the disc, I just code them so I know what they are, and my brother doesn't erase the information off them. He is notorious for using all the disc's in the house. Anyway, onward, romance? Oh, you better believe it. (Laughs.) Even if I tried to avoid in the story, people always ask for it. (Scratches chin in thought.) Hmm, love triangles huh? Well, I guess we'll see. (Laughs.) I guess the term 'Space,' cowboy could describe your Heero at the moment. However, ah A-chan, you flinched the wrong disc, I don't particularly care for the schematics on Wing Zero. (Blinks amused.) Or for that matter all the abilities of the Zero system. (Hands back over disc, walks over and picks up the diskette laying on the table.) Got it, Thanks. S-chan? Hmm, haven't seen him in a while, he doesn't particularly get along with my new pet. (Shrugs.) I think he is pouting.

Tyrosuma-Thank you, and yes it is a FMA. (Holds up a leash with a smile.) Don't worry, my muse isn't going anywhere.

QOL- Ah, Thank you, I had the correct spelling, but someone threw out my notes. Offensive? Oh, I wouldn't of taken it that way anyway. :) As for your body idea for Al, (winks.) You'll have your wish. Oh, and I went back and corrected the spelling in the chapter, Thanks again.

Shira-Well, I'll be sure to read it when it does come to you. (Laughs.) You and me both, I never know what my imagination will spring on me.

Saturn's Spawn-Hey, how are you? It's alright if you didn't guess at first, its enough you are reading it. (Smiles at your comment.) Hey, for weirdness, there is nothing wrong with that. I have my own statement for that, and you can use it if you like. 'We are all weird in our uniqueness.' Oh, and the Requests will be updated soon, I'm like trying to write four of them to put up at once.

Snow Kae-(salutes.) Yes ma'am.

Flame Ivy Moon-Thanks, and don't overstress your self.

Feenix Fireborn-Ah, Thank you, cool name. I promise to keep writing and evolving, hopefully keeping you well entertained.

Rena Moon-Yep, It's FMA. I think it's because Blue Seed had such a short stint, before the really popular animes took over. I'm glad to hear you are doing all right, yes I am doing great.

Yami N-Yes.

Unspoiled Rini-(Laughs with a nod.) Yep you are right.

Sachi Nyoko-Yes, you are a legend to me. (Smiles gently.) Hmm DN Angel...(picks up notebook and pencils in an idea.). Well just maybe. (Blinks Surprised) I wasn't aware they took samisweet's story down, why? Oh, and it is Full Metal Alchemist.

Thank you for your glorious reviews. No ownership, and now for your reading pleasure.

His eyes refused to stay dry as he stared at the grave that held whom he considered his closest confidant. Raven strands stuck to his forehead as the rain poured from above, soaking his uniform, and the wind swept his bill of his hat over presenting his orbs. Dark eyes locked onto the unfeeling slab that portrayed his friend's name. As the funeral goers drifted off, including the wife and child of the one laid to rest, he took a step toward the grave. Memories played unheedingly before his eyes and drew up a white gloved hand eye-level with a small smile. The glove was marked with a five-pointed star within a circle painted red. Locking his fingers together, he snapped them, kindling a small fire upon his gloved tips. "One last salute to you Hughes." He murmured, and was disrupted as a dirty blonde stepped up beside him. "Yes, Hawkeye?" He inquired, neither turning an eye from the grave or shifting his stance.

"Colonel, it's time to go." Hawk-eye whispered, holding a car door open. The dark haired male saluted once more, throwing a picture onto the headstone. With a silent promise of making things right, Lieutenant Colonel Roy Mustang turned away entering the car.

Had Roy Mustang spent even a minute more at the grave site, he would of herald the presence of the Child Prodigy. Though not her alchemic title, she was allowed by Sera Pluto to be tested into the state alchemy at the age of eleven. There fore christening her the youngest alchemist ever, beating the other Child prodigy by a couple of years. Now fifteen again, Usagi brushed away her bangs that had gotten swashed across her eyes.

Her orbs focused on that which she had landed, and gasped in surprised. Gazing around, she noticed she had landed in a graveyard, specifically on a freshly covered grave. With out conscious assent, she glanced at the headstone she kneeled before. The rain making it hard to see, she reached out to trace the lettering, reading with her eyes and fingers. "Hughes." Usagi whispered out, noting that the name struck a familiar cord within her. Deja vu danced upon her memories, and she brought her hand to her mouth in surprise. "Hughes, Maes." She chimed, staring at the gravestone with sadness. "One of the nice military statesmen." Usagi reminisced. Laying a hand upon the dirt, she focused on her connection with Sera Pluto's powers of time, and Sera Mars's powers of psyche. Watching the events leading up to death of now, General Maes Hughes, she sighed with a tear hugging her eyelash. "Hughes, it's not your time to go." She whispered, clapping her hands together and facing them toward the dirt. Displacing the dirt, she summoned the body from it's rest, laying a hand on the ginzuishou and one of the surfaced body, she called to the stolen soul. Snaring it, she aligned back with it's mortal coil, and watched as a surprised breath exhaled from him.

Short raven hair ended in a spike formation, one bang arching over his crown. Navy blue eyes locked with hers, and she noticed recognition in them. It was quickly replaced with mistrust, and anger, one hand searching quickly for his firearm. "Interesting disguise you chose, shape shifter, have you made me a homoculi?" He questioned, his eyes narrowing. Usagi blanched at the word, turning her head in disgust.

"No, I am the alchemist you recognize me as, I have returned home Major Hughes." Usagi responded, only for him to blink and shake his head. Usagi tilted her head, wondering at what the denial might be.

"I am a General now." He stated staring at his uniformed shoulders. Tired of the ground, he stood from it, and offered a hand to the kneeling Usagi. "It is true then, the only alchemist who can ignored the rules, the Cel..." His sentence was cut off, as Usagi raised a quick hand to his lips.

"You talk to much General." Usagi exclaimed lightly, casting another glance around. Hughes removed her hand from his mouth and laughed. "I cannot ignore the rules either, I am just above some, and am able to change others." She remarked. He nodded, and watched as she preformed a transmutation with out a circle.

"You remind me of him in a way." He stated amused, and hoped into the newly affixed vehicle. Usagi blinked at him, wondering at the comparison, before a light blush tickled her face. Hughes laughed again, and Usagi turned away, her thoughts geared toward Central.

A metal fist smashed through a table in frustration, the limb a light alloy known as Automail. This fist was attached to a full arm of Automail, but hard to notice because it was covered by a long red sleeve. A growl escaped the young person who had the alloyed limb, drawing our attention to his blazing gold eyes. "Where is he?" He snapped out, searching the sea of tan skinned, ruby-eyed people. Moving his head with his agitation revealed a shoulder length braid of golden blonde. Standing up from the demolished table allowed us sight of his black clothing, and light red trench coat he wore.

"Brother?" A calmer voice inquired making the male turn, letting see his emblem. It was stationed in the circle noted for transmuting human life, it curved like a question mark and wrapped around a cross like emblem. At his full height, he was amazingly, height challenged, his eyes latched on to a tall moving suit of armor, and a flash of guilt echoed in his eyes.

"Yes Al?" He responded to the questioned concern.

"Scar's here." Al pointed out, his shadowy helmet looking beyond his brother's shoulder.

"Well, Full Metal Alchemist, why did you follow me?" A tale tan skin male, with shocking splash of white hair, and wine red eyes asked. The one noted as Full Metal turned, and glared unsure at the new male.

"For answers Scar." Full Metal answered, staring beyond the new pair of black shades that sheltered the red eyes, onto the wide scar shaped like a four point star upon Scar's forehead. "About the stone." Full Metal added, transmuting the table back to its glory and sitting down. "I want to know everything." Full Metal demanded.

Ah, well now everyone knows the cross, I hope you'll stick around to see what happens.

Much Care, and Please Review,

WolfchildBlazer.