Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, nor do I own Fullmetal Alchemist. However, the unique plot and events I put the characters through are original creations of my own mind.
Clouds hid the earth of sunlight, the pools of rainwater reflecting the overcast clouds above Amity. Walking along a long forgotten alley were Sam, Tucker, and followed by a reluctant Danny. He had absolutely no idea where this favorite shop of Sam's was, never mind what it was like. Sam always had a rather open mind. Strangely enough, Tucker was willing to go to the shop, unlike his usual attitude that seemed to remain on similar terms with Danny's attitude.
"Where are we going, Sam?" Requested Danny, keeping the disinterest and gloom from his voice. Still, he enjoyed seeing Sam happy.
"I told you- to that shop of Alchemy books and the place that had the Fright Knight's book. It's called 'Fantasy's Final'."
"Uh-huh..." Danny muttered.
'Fantasy's Final? Actual books on the Ghost Zone? Alchemy crap? Ugh...' Even Danny would never admit this, but he was curious, deep inside, to see this place. Obviously, someone may know something of importance there, if they mapped out the Zone so accurately.
Turning a final corner, Sam smiled, locating the shop. Looking up, Danny noticed the iron sign hanging above them, reading 'Fantasy's Final...worlds of knowledge.' Gazing at the sign, something caught Danny's eye. His blue eyes looking towards Tucker, noticing an odd smirk on his face...almost as though anxious for something...something he knew no one could do about. But as soon as Danny noticed this, Sam grabbed his wrist and dragged him within the shop, Tucker's wrist in her other hand.
As soon as Tucker and Danny were within the shop, whether of free will or not, Sam dove into the New Release section. Tucker looked around, the shop filled with the heavy scent of sage, sconces lining the Victorian style walls.
"Where'd you find that book on the Fright Knight?" Danny asked Sam, and she merely pointed to another set of bookcases, engulfed in reading the description of each new book. Sighing, he walked over to the pointed out book case, reading the titles along the spines of the books, nearly all of them appearing old and worn.
"Theories of the Heartless...Bending Fire...Flavor Guide to Bertie Bott Every Flavor Beans...what kind of a store is this?" Danny laughed, looking at the absurd topics he did not understand in the least. However, one title caught his interest. Slipping out a book tied together by a ribbon, he opened it, immediately noticing the scent of musty paper.
"The Essence of a Soul, by Hoenheim of Light...hmm..."
BANG! Sam and Danny jumped at the sound, each quickly putting away their books and rushing towards the source of the sound.
"Tucker! You alright?" Sam asked. A heavy atlas was sprawled on the ground, and Tucker quickly attempted to gather it up, appearing startled and angry in a way.
"Fine, fine..." He muttered, gaze distant.
"May I help you?" All three turned at a sweet, seductive voice behind them. Turning, Danny could do nothing but open his mouth in awe, unable to speak. A woman, with beauty almost as fine as the most delicately sculpted angels, stood silently before them, black hair falling in slow, graceful waves, features soft and utopian. The woman wore a green dress, fitted tightly to display the flowing motion of her body. Over this, she wore a simple beige employee apron.
"Uh...umm...uh...no, no thank you! But, uh..." Danny stuttered, mind dimmed by the beauty of this woman. Sam glared at Danny, and turned to get Tucker's support, but only saw him pick up the fallen books grudgingly.
"No, we're fine...I don't remember you working here, though." Sam directed towards the radiant woman. The woman smiled to Sam.
"I'm new here."
"Did Aerith hire you?" Sam asked, curious and perhaps suspicious of this new woman.
'The only good thing about this is it takes Danny's mind off of Paulina.' Sam thought glumly. Taking a position behind the counter, the woman began organizing books and ringing in numbers on the old register, appearing to be slightly unsure of herself and ignoring Sam's question. Sam glared at Danny, smacking his jaw shut.
"Keep your mouth closed. Don't wanna have to make a dam to hold back that saliva of yours." With a slight sneer on her face, Sam returned to the New Release section, weary of the new employee.
Rubbing his chin, Danny looked to Sam as she walked away.
"What?" He questioned defensively, a sarcastic whine in his voice. Tucker finally rose beside him, looking to his two other friends with curiosity.
"Somethin' wrong?" Danny merely shook his head in a 'no' gesture, returning to the book case to continue to skim through that book by Hoenheim of Light...
"Where'd it go?" Danny suddenly asked himself silently, finding a book on herbs in its place on the shelf. Searching up and down, he could not find the book. Perhaps his progress was slowed by the occasional selfish glance at the employee. Sometimes, thoughts of her without that dress and apron on made Danny giggle...but each time, a book would seem to fly out of no where, rendering his head with massive pain, with only Sam left to glare at him, another book ready in her hand. But still...that woman was so beautiful! It seemed he found a reason to return to Fantasy's Final now.
"Danny! Phone!" Raising lethargically from his pillow, Danny crawled out of bed, gaining speed as he ran downstairs to the call of his Dad's voice. Grabbing the phone from his father, Danny yawned.
"What's up?"
"Danny, Sam's wicked mad at you...I think it's cause you were eyeing her yesterday..." Tucker's voice answered.
"Why me? Weren't you looking at her?"
"Of course, but...not with drool seeping out of my mouth and giggles!"
"Alright, alright, I get it...but what can I do about it? I have last minute cramming to do for tomorrow's re-test..."
"Danny, since when had a failing grade been a problem before?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nevermind...just, forget about studying and meet me at Sam's house!"
"Wait- you're the one who told me to study! Would you make up your mind, Tuck?"
"Just...oh, c'mon!" The ring tone going silent, Danny hung up the phone on the receiver.
"Sheesh. Would he make up his mind? He's been acting so weird lately..." Danny muttered to himself, proceeding upstairs to change.
Slowing the scooter, Danny halted before Tucker, he leaning up against Sam's house. Danny took off his helmet, securing it on the scooter's handle.
"I'm here, okay? Where's Sam?" Danny asked. Tucker stood from his place.
"I asked her parents. She went to Fantasy's Final again." Grunting, Danny felt he had no time for this. So what if that woman was pretty? Sam never made such a fuss about Paulina. Besides, an interest in older women was normal for his age, right?
"I don't have time for this." Danny muttered, taking hold of Tucker's wrist once hidden in the alley between Sam's home and her neighbor's home. Two halos of white light engulfed Danny's form, his raven black hair becoming ivory white, eyes glowing green. As gravity became a distant memory to him, and his legs forming a transparent roiling black form, a malicious smirk formed on Tucker's face.
Author's Note: Did any of you recognize the similarities in book titles to other works? On purpose, of course. Just a bit of entertainment, although it gives you an idea of what the shop is like. However, the crossover is, and forever shall be, Danny Phantom and Fullmetal Alchemist. Chapter Six coming within a week or two. Reviews and critiques greatly appreciated.