Well, here, my friends, is the next chapter of The Alchemical Alternative. And, just an early note, Alphonse fangirls, let me tell you something: I appreciate you for also liking him, but in this fictional life, and in this story, he's miiiiine, so back the hell off. Sorry; just a little overprotective.
Chapter 5: The Date
Several days had gone by, and Al and Kay had gotten even closer and closer. They had only seen each other once, but the more they talked on the phone, the more they understood and got to know each other. Ed even became concerned since Al would spend at least five hours a day talking with her on his cellphone, and if he ran out of hours, he'd get pissed off at him quite a bit.
Finally, it was Saturday night. The big date. And there was one big problem: Kay had a closet full of cool clothes, but she couldn't decide what to wear!
"What about the short plaid skirt and black Playgirl long-sleeved shirt?" Noodle asked, helping Kay pull the two pieces of clothing out of the closet. Somehow, she felt the need to help her friend, being the little fashion guru she was.
"Nah, that looks a bit too sluttish," Kay replied. "How about the Japan track jacket and my short denim skirt with the black rhinestone-studded belt?"
"Ooh! That is a good idea!" Noodle clapped her hands in excitement. "What are you going to do with your hair?"
"Leave it down, but straighten it a bit more; you know my hair's not manageable."
"Well, I guess you are right. By the way, where is the rest of your family?"
"Don't know, don't care. They're gonna meet him when we come back home."
"Are you sure that is a good idea, that they meet him after the date?"
"Eh, who cares?"
"Do they trust you?"
"Nope, but I could really care less about their opinion." Kay let out a quick laugh. "I remember when my brother first met you, and I told him you were a foreign exchange student from Japan to cover up the fact that you were famous."
"I hate him."
"Why?"
"He told me to go back to Asia where I belonged."
"He did?" Kay growled. "I'll kill him."
"It is alright; he was just being a jerk."
"No, I don't care. I've had enough of his racist comments; he's becoming just like my father."
"Do you like your father?"
"I hate my family, except for my grandparents and some of my cousins. The rest need to go die."
"Do you think that is a bit harsh?"
"Nope. Now, um, can I change without you standing here and watching me?"
Noodle laughed. "Sorry, Kayla-san. It totally slipped my mind." She then skipped out of the room and closed the door behind her.
I hope Kayla-san was lyng about her family issues, she thought, concerned. She should be happy for her family; I never even knew my own...
Meanwhile...
Kay had already completely dressed herself, and was now fighting with her belt. And losing terribly.
"Go in the hole, damnit," she growled, trying to fasten the buckle. This was her favorite belt, but after four years of wearing it, she was starting to think two things: either her waist was getting too big, or the buckle just hated her.
Finally, she was able to fix her problem. Running her thumb along the inside of her belt, she noticed that it was a bit loose. Guess it was the second option.
"I think my hair's fine the way it is," she groaned, falling back onto her bed. "It just needs a quick comb before I leave."
Ding-dong...
"Oh, shit." Kay quickly hopped in front of her mirror, picked her comb off her vanity, ran the comb through her hair about ten times, dropped it, and ran to the stairwell, where at the bottom of the first set of steps, Noodle had already answered the door and was talking to Al.
He finally looked up at his date and smiled. "Look who decided to show up," he said.
"Can it, you loser," Kay laughed, hopping down the stairs. "I'm not gonna put up with that the whole night."
"At least ya won't 'ave t' put up wit' us." Murdoc came up from the basement and met the three at the front door, Russel and 2D standing behind him.
"Yeah, thank the gods for that. My parents will probably be home by nine, so be out of here by eight-thirty or so, just to be safe, alright?"
"Right. 'Ave a good time, love."
"Thanks, Muds-whoa!" Kay was interrupted by Noodle giving her the biggest hug the small girl could come up with, which was pretty big.
"Have a great time, Kayla-san!" she squealed.
"I will...but, you're crushin' me."
After letting Kay go, the two teenagers ran off to the same black Hummer that Kay had seen at the park, with Ed sitting in the driver's seat, and Cris sitting in the passenger's seat. The four band members then waved good-bye to them as they drove off into the darkness. (Author's Note:Okay, this is a story where Edward is sixteen and Alphonse is fifteen, okie-dokey?)
"I hope they have fun," Russel commented, smiling.
"Me, too," the perky, blue-haired singer behind him agreed.
"She jus' not betta' come 'ome banged up, is all I'm gonna say," Murdoc muttered.
"Murdoc-san!" Noodle pushed her fellow band mate hard in the arm. "She will be fine, do not worry yourself."
"Actually, I couldn't care less." The bassist began his infamous sinister laugh.
Meanwhile, in the Hummer...
"So, we gonna see SAW II?" Al asked his brother and sister-in-law in the front seats.
"Yup," Ed replied, looking back quickly to the people in the back seat. "Why, you chickenin' out or something?"
"No. I was just making sure that was the movie we're seeing. By the way, can we turn the radio on?"
"Sure, I guess. Cris, can you get that?"
"Sure." The blonde girl reached forward and turned the radio on. The minute the radio was on, though, "Feel Good Inc." was playing, andEd turned it back off.
"Aw, come on!" Kay groaned.
"Yeah, we like that song!" Al groaned with her.
"Tough," Ed said. "My car, my radio, and I decide what we listen to."
"Ed, just let them listen to the song," Cris begged her husband.
Giving up, Ed slumped a bit in his seat and let out an aggravated sigh. "Fine. Whatever." He turned the radio back on, only for his luck to be that the two behind him started singing. He glared at Cris. "I don't like you very much."
"I know." Cris smirked. "But you gotta think that's cute." She pointed to the back of the car.
"Kinda. Al finally has a girlfriend, and one who can understand him mentally."
"I heard that!" Al yelled over the music.
"Oh, guys, don't we need to have an adult come with us to buy the tickets? I mean, we're all underaged."
"Kay, don't you worry about a thing." Reaching into his pocket, Ed pulled out four tickets and showed them to her.
"But, what about actually getting into the theater?"
"A lot of people think I'm eighteen; stop being little Miss Play-It-Safe."
The Hummer pulled into the movie theater parking lot.
"Shut up, pipsqueak," Kay muttered under her breath, hoping that Ed didn't hear her, but yet somehow wanting to be heard.
And...she was.
"I'M NOT A FUCKING PIPSQUEAK! YOU'RE SHORTER THAN ME!"
Kay was pissed off now, but she was too busy laughing to care about that. "It's not my fault you're over six feet tall!"
"Oh, god." Cris smacked herself in the forehead.
"Cris, can I kill your friend?" Ed asked her.
"No! She just wanted a laugh outta that, and if Al keeps dating her, you're in for a lot more insults."
Ed slumped even more in his seat after turning the car off, and crossed his arms. "Yeah, I can't wait." His voice was obviously sarcastic. "So, are we gonna go and see the movie or not?"
"I'm gonna still see it." Kay opened up the car door. "Race you in, small-fry!" She closed the door and ran off laughing.
Ed growled. "THAT'S IT! SHE'S DEAD!" He then got out of the car himself, slammed the door, and chased after her, leaving the other two to catch up.
Once inside the theater, Al and Kay were going to sit towards the front ofit, while Ed and Cris were going to sit toward the back(hmmm...I wonder why? Hehehe...). During the movie, Ed and Cris were up to something, but the other two didn't dare look back; they just kept their eyes on the screen and thanked god that they were the only four in there.
"What do you think they're doin' back there?" Kay whispered to her date.
"I don't really want to know," Al replied. "Holy shit! Did he just get shot?"
"That would explain why the side of his head is almost completely blown away, dude."
(Author's Note:This next part may be a bit of a spoiler to you readers who look forward to seeing SAW II. Sorry!)Also during the movie, especially when one of the prisoners was thrown into a pit of syringe needles, Kay would bury her face in Al's shoulder. Syringes was Kay's biggest phobia, but Al had no trouble in making her feel safe. He kept his arm wrapped around her and held her close, and Kay was actually happy to get this kind of attention.
Finally, the movie had ended, and while Ed and Cris were doing still God-knows-what up in the back seats, Al and Kay could only keep laughing as the final credits rolled.
"That was the funniest horror movie I've ever seen in my life," Al said.
"It was freaky, and I'm still confused," Kay agreed.
"That's another reason why I'm laughing. Through half the movie, you had the most vacant look on your face; I thought your brain shut down or something."
"I think it did."
The two only laughed more. Until Al came up with another idea that beat just sitting there and laughing.
"You wanna go and sit in the Hummer until those two get kicked out?" he asked.
"Sure, let's go." Kay then stood up, and Al followed her out of the theater room and out of the building, without looking back at where their two friends were. As they were walking back to the car, Kay reached and grabbed Al's hand, which took him by surprise, but then again also made him a bit happy.
The two then got into the car, sitting in the darkness of it, with the only light visible coming from a dim street light outside.
"Well, that was fun," Al said, stretching his arms out.
"Yeah, it was. I just hope I can fall asleep."
"What do you mean?"
"What if Jigsaw kidnaps people in their sleep?"
"Come on. What have you done that would make him want to kidnap you?"
"I'd rather not say."
"Please tell me. I won't laugh or anything."
"No, but you might be a bit freaked out."
"After everything I've experienced, I don't think anything is freaky anymore."
"Okay...well, everytime I get depressed, I have this problem that whenever I feel really bad, I hold a bottle of sleeping pills in my hand, or I'll hold a knife or razor bladein my hand and turn it over and over in between my two hands, arguing with myself whether or not to end it all. And, so far, the only thing thing that keeps me from doing it is the fact that I'd leave behind so many of friends behind."
"Plus you'd start the Elric death chain."
"Huh?"
"Well, if you died, that either me or Cris would probably commit suicide, then, Ed would do the same, and then the lastperson alive would do that, too."
"And, who came up with this idea?"
"Ed and me, except I didn't know you at the time. I wanted to meet you, though; you seemed like a coolperson from the stories Cris told me."
"What did shetell you about me?"
"That you werefunny, really smart, a great manga artist-I saw one of the pictures youdrew for her-andwhen I sawthe pictures of you she had from parties and stuff, I kinda...well...had a crush."
"Aww! That's cute! Did she tell you I was a stuck-up bitch on occassions?"
Al laughed. "No, she left that out."
"Give her some more time; she'll say it eventually."
"Okay, I will."
Suddenly, the front doors to the car opened, and Ed and Cris both got in.
Cris looked at the two. "So," she began, grinning, "what did we miss?"
"Nothing," Kay said without hesitation. "What did we miss with you two?"
"We got kicked out," Ed said. "I don't think they're ever gonna let us back in there again."
Kay sighed. "Did you two have sex in there?"
"Not really. We were about to."
"Shut up, Ed." Cris hit him in the arm. "Are you two sure you didn't do anything?"
"Besides talking, we're good," Al said. "Why do you need to know?"
Cris laughed sinisterly. "I dunno."
"Cris, go to hell," Kay muttered.
"Shut up."
Sorry, fangirls! Still, it's just a fanfic, so don't get mad at me, and NO FLAMERS, PLEASE! I'm just trying to write a cute story-aw, who am I kidding? You Ed fangirls probably despise me right now.