Hi guys! (sighs and throws myself on the bed) Sorry for not updating in a week...or was it longer? Ugh...sorry, school's been keeping a tight hold on me now unfortunately . I'm afraid I won't be able to update often (as you have surely noticed) I'm really sorry for not updating and worrying some of you. (bows)

ANSWERS TO REVIEWS:

Panic: Thanks buddy! ^^ Eheh...thanks, well turns out, the whole class wanted to play a prank on a fellow classmate (who most definitely didn't want to get elected) so it ended up that he became class president lol. It was funny but yeah...I hope he will manage with the organizational work, that can be a bit rough at times (sweat drop)

AnimeOtaku9000: haha wow! Thanks so much! :) Royai huh? Don't worry, I wrote your request on the special chapter I posted Requests and I'll try to write it as soon as I can! Promise! I'm really glad and honored that you enjoy my stories so far! Thanks! :D

Daughterofapollo12345: haha Oh really? Who knows? Maybe she does have something to do with it, maybe not? ;) Meh, the class played a prank on a fellow classmate, who didn't want to get elected, so it ended up with him getting the position lol :P

Bleh: Hi there! Nice to meet ya! :D haha Yeah 'Letters from War', well they for most of their lives yeah. I made Resembool appear a little bigger, since its set in modern days, it's not exactly the rural village it was in FMA, more like a village in the country side, a bit bigger. Ed is a soldier, Winry is a mechanic and all the other characters have different roles too! I will explain once I get all those requests under control! XD

CrazyCat: That's great! Well...er..for the test anyway...Aw man, please feel better soon! I had busted (seriously bruised) ribs not too long ago (a few months ago?) and that had hurt LIKE HELL! I can't imagine how it is having a fractured wrist . I hope you recover fast! Hugs and kisses from me! :)

Lily: (smiles warmly) Aw, thanks for your concern Lil! :) Thank you, I'm fine, a bit tired and sleepless but otherwise fine. Exams will be starting soon and yeah...it's crazy. I'm afraid I'll take long to update again anytime soon so yeah...really sorry for the slow updates! . (laughs and smiles) Nah, not at all, don't be silly, your concern doesn't bother me. Thanks for worrying Lily, like I said, I'm fine but stressed over school. And I consider you and all my lovable readers friends in one way or another ;)

Just-a-fan: Sure thing! I will try to update as soon as I can!

Jadasimone16: haha the majority of them is finished ya know? ;) All ideas/requests with the word DONE! At the end are already finished and published! :)

QUESTION: This may sound funny, but did anyone heard of a (I think it's a kids lol) show called "The Miraculous Ladybug"? Yeah, I'm 18, I sometimes still can't believe that . Ahem..anyway, I thought of doing a few one shots with them. What do you guys think?

Also, if you go on Youtube, type in "Miraculous Ladybug – Handsome Prince (Comic Dub)" it will show a very heartwarming fanmade video about how the main female protagonist is a little girl and her dad tells her a story about a handsome prince, explaining to her that her future 'prince' doesn't have to be handsome and charming. I thought of writing that too with EdWin, Greedlingfan, Greed X Lena, AlMei, Royai as couples! Opinions?

Greed and Ling are in SEPARATE bodies!

Enjoy the story!

The Old Man I Cared about

Left. Right. Duck. Jump.

Left leg up, then drop down in a crouch, slam your left leg against your opponent's knees.

Right foot up, hit your opponent in the chin, send him flying, follow by a series of well timed right hooks. Headbutt.

Fu frowned disapprovingly, "This won't do," he shook his head, his arms crossed as he watched Greed beat up Ling.

Greed stopped, looking at Ling, whose cheeks looked a bit...swollen. And blue...and red.

The Homunculus rose an eyebrow, "Huh? Whatcha on about old man? I think it's perfect!" he raised his arms in the air, resting them lastly on his hip, his annoyance palpable as he released a irritated sigh.

Fu narrowed his eyes, "You have woken the young Lord from his slumber, Homunculus. I hardly think him suitable to spar with you at this time of hour," Fu gestured to the dark sky, it was somewhere around two in the morning.

Ling groaned in pain, still half asleep, Greed's punches haven't helped much in becoming more awake. He had been sleeping so peacefully, had such a good dream...

Then the menacing claw of destruction, Greed's hand, had literally dragged him out of his warm, soft bed and threw him out the window and into the backyard of the palace, demanding to spar with him.

Ling still had no idea what the hell Greed's sudden eagerness to spar brought on and why on earth he insisted on doing it at two in the morning, but he was about to fall back asleep.

Thankfully his savior intervened, Fu.

"That's enough Homunculus, the Lord needs sleep," Fu sent Ling, who groggily stood up, to bed again, the young prince in line for the throne obeyed eagerly, half sprinting, half dragging his feet on the ground.

Greed's expression was dark, his stance tense, eyes narrowed in displeasure at removing his sparring partner.

He rose a eyebrow when Fu took on a fighting stance, his demeanor calm but troubled, "Whatcha up to old man?" Greed's sudden mistrust only further spiked Fu's suspicions.

"You wanted somebody to spar with, did you not? Here I am," he gestured with his hand that Greed attack first.

The Homunculus snorted and charged, the old master parrying and countering every blow he dealt.

He lost sense of time, he didn't know how much time really passed until the first rays of sunrise moved over the horizon, bathing the panting duo in warm light.

"Are you willing to tell me what has been troubling you?" Greed looked at Fu, who was sitting cross legged on the ground, brows furrowed together, demanding silently he tell him what was wrong.

Greed sighed and slumped to the ground, one leg outstretched while he bent the other one, supporting his weight with a hand on the ground behind him and his other resting leisurely against his bent knee, "I don't have to tell you anything old man," he spat carelessly.

Fu didn't let himself get deterred, "The promised day is approaching...I assume you have second thoughts?" he fixed him with a stare.

Greed tensed, "Heh, course not. I would kick my old man's ass any day, as long as he stays dead that's good enough for me," he looked at the soft sunrays, a faraway look in his eyes.

Fu remained silent for a while, "Perhaps you are troubled by the outcome of the battle? I'm aware you have lost the majority of your siblings-" he was cut off harshly by Greed.

"Those imbeciles aren't my siblings ya hear me?! We ain't family or shit like that! We were born from a fucking stone! The old man is our torturer, nothin' else. I ain't got any mushy feelings towards them if you think that old man," Greed barked venomously, the red in his eyes more pronounced, especially in the soft, orange glow of the light.

Fu remained calm, "I disagree, Greed. You may not be bound by blood, but you've spent significant time with them have you not? You weren't alone all your life, you cannot say they don't mean anything to you at all," at Fu's stern glare, Greed scoffed and turned his head, black hair, oh so similar to Ling's, covering his eyes in a shadow.

Silence.

Fu waited patiently.

Greed bit his lip, "Pride's the most arrogant kid I ever met, not even the Elric kid is as arrogant as him, that's for sure. He's sensitive about not being 'daddy's favorite' son. Wrath doesn't care, he cares about that wife of his surprisingly, seems like he wants to detach himself from us and live his own life, away from the bird's nest. Lusty's fine as long as her dear younger brother Gluttony is with her, those two are like toe and nail, never apart. She protects him with her life, even if she would never admit shit like that, she's got pride too. Sloth's a lazy ass but he likes us well enough, he's lonely most of the time so he keeps coming to me and the older ones to spend time with. Envy...heh, that stupid runt, he's been jealous of me from the start, even though I hate his ambiguous guts, he's got it the most hardest. Never gets what he wants, he's got some deep seated insecurities and Father's making it worse when he tortures him. Envy likes his big, destructive form because he thinks that will protect him from those fears,"

Fu listened intently to what Greed was telling him, he was vaguely surprised the Homunculus spoke at all.

Carefully, with well thought out words, Fu asked him softly:" What about you Greed?"

There was a moment of pause, before Greed turned his head, a small forced smile on his lips as he finally revealed his face.

Glistening, red eyes pierced Fu's surprised grayish ones, "What about me old man? I'm the resident troublemaker and I always will be," he gave a crooked grin, attempting to brush off his vulnerability but he was caught completely off guard by Fu.

The old man had stood up, now standing before Greed, to rest a gloved hand on top of his head, gently caressing the scalp, almost fatherly in a way. Greed wouldn't know, he never got that treatment from his artificial bastard of a father.

Father, the Homunculus, was basically the closest thing Greed associated with the word "parent" since he had no other basis for comparison, but he saw little interactions between people here and there.

While Fu was Lan Fan's grandfather, they were as close as father and daughter and in the moments where there was momentary peace, they both allowed themselves to act of their own accord, not bound by duty.

Greed would always feel a pang in his heart at their affectionate, if not at times funny, interactions, it wasn't jealousy because he never had a loving father to begin with. It was a hollow feeling, something he wished to replace with a figure he would be able to call something of a 'father'.

Greed's eyes were astonishingly wide, shocked beyond belief at the old master's bold move. When he slowly, afraid of what he would see, trailed his eyes up to meet the steel ones, he froze.

There was something akin to affection in Fu's eyes, it was true, they only knew each-other for about half a year, maybe less, and their interactions haven't always been that friendly, but there was actual affection in those wise eyes.

Fu smiled, almost fatherly, "It will be difficult Greed, I know, but you have yourself surrounded with people willing to risk their well-being for yours. The young Lord, Lan Fan, Edward Elric, Mustang...everyone." Fu lightly ruffled Greed's hair before removing his hand and starting to walk back inside the palace.

"Not to forget, this old body can still fight and protect if need be," Fu's words were ringing in Greed's ears, "You included, Greed,"

When the old man left, Greed still sat in the same position, stunned.

Then, he felt moisture slide down his cheeks and he hastily lifted an arm to furiously wipe them away.

"Tch, stupid old man," Greed muttered, standing up and rubbing at his eyes, "Stupid old fool, making the big bad Greed cry like a wimp," he grinned, still rubbing at his eyes.

He shoved his hands in his pockets, a small, warm smile on his lips as he too, entered the palace to follow his routine of annoying the hell out of Ling.

Greed stood in front of the wall of stone, hands in his pockets, dressed in his usual black clothes.

He smiled, "Tch...stupid old man Fu," his spiky black hair covered his eyes again, the setting sun bathing his silhouette in light as well as the stone in front of him.

Loving grandfather and friend, gone but never forgotten.

Greed didn't bother to rub at his eyes as a single tear slid down his cheek.

And another.

The flowers, as cheesy as they were, he had placed on the gravestone were carefully wrapped and positioned, methodically, something Greed usually never bothered with. But this was different. This was for Fu.

The man who was the closest thing to a father Greed would ever know.

He never knew until then, that Homunculi can shed tears.

The end for this chapter! I hope everyone enjoyed it!