I'm back! Far sooner than I actually planned . I consider myself lucky about that haha. Gihi, I hope you guys enjoy this little one shot! It's a (rather good) prompt from Lily herself! ;)

ANSWERS TO REVIEWS:

Natsu: Aww Natsuuu! *.* haha Hi there, sorry small fangirl moment ;) I absolutely LOVE Fairy Tail! One of my favorite male characters is Natsu and (if you noticed in my name) Gajeel! Yeah I stole Gajeel's last name, what can I do lol :3

Lily: (groans) Sorry about that...I actually wanted to upload that to my other new(er) story "Zack Fair the Bad Boy" but somehow in the blazes I got here O.o Either way I'm getting way too old or I'm crazier than I thought XD Oh, really? Well, I know this sounds weird, but I sometimes make screenshots of stories I seriously LOVE because you never know when an author decides to delete them lol.

AnimeOtaku9000: hahaha Sorry about that ^^" Yeah, after I read the first few reviews I was really confused then I read the chapter and thought myself: what the hell did I post...wrong story bro . sheesh

Panic: (chuckles in embarrassment) Ah thanks buddy! ;) Well, it's not so much about updating as it is to silence those damn little voices in my head (no I'm not crazy, my mother had me tested – familiar anyone? Big Bang Theory? Sheldon Cooper at your service XD) that keep telling me to write and I honestly miss writing . Ugh, the problems of a amateur writer.

Enjoyyyy!

My World turned Dark

There were explosions everywhere, blood seeped into the ground, his ears were ringing and he felt the earth beneath his feet shook violently.

Was it another explosion?

He didn't know.

He felt weightless for a moment, then he felt a stinging sensation on the side of his body, warm liquid trailing down his side, seeping through his pants.

When he pressed a hand to it and recoiled in pain immediately after, he saw what it was.

Red.

Red, warm liquid.

Blood...his own blood.

Then he hit something, hard. He had been thrown in the air from the impact of the explosion somewhere near him and crashed to the ground. He had no idea where his position was on the battlefield.

His soul felt empty. Greed was gone, he sacrificed himself in order to beat Father. He thought they were succeeding judging by the familiar, loud battle cries of Ed and the others cheering him on.

Ling slowly lifted his hand in front of his face to inspect it, it was covered in his blood, his side was still stinging and bleeding, the pain worsening with every passing minute. He didn't know how fatal the wound was but in all honesty, he didn't care.

Dizziness hit Ling like a oncoming train, the world around him began to spin, at first slowly then with increasing speed. He tried to grasp at his head in order to stop the moving images, but he wasn't sure where his head and where his hands were anymore.

He made out a black blur running towards him, it may have been the enemy, but they beat all the other Homunculi and Father wore white, not black. A comrade? Ling truly had no idea, he only knew that he was in pain and that he wanted to sleep, nothing more than to rest, curl up in a ball and sleep. Forget all these things ever happened.

...Maybe even sleep forever.

He wanted Fu back, he wanted Greed back. He wanted everything to be the same. He didn't want this war, the bloodshed, the deaths...

Greed had been like a brother he never truly had, he had siblings, but they were more like rivals for his father's throne than real blood relatives. And Fu, he had been the closest thing to a grandfather Ling would have ever hoped to get.

And now they were both gone.

His head spun again, the images started getting blurrier and his vision darkened with black and white spots.

It was difficult to breathe.

"My Lord!" the familiar voice of Lan Fan caught his attention and he tried to reach out towards her but he couldn't pinpoint her location, couldn't see anything anymore.

The sounds of battle ceased to exist, as did everything else around him.

Ling fell into a deep sleep or at least he thought so.

Where am I?

Am I dead? Is this...the end?

Before Ling could try to figure out what happened and where he was, familiar laughter cut through the silence like a knife, the deep voice echoing around him. Wait...

He knew that voice!

"Aw, hell, ya don't really expect this to be the end do ya piss-ant? And I thought I would see you grow old and wrinkly when that time comes," the familiar voice of Greed echoed all around him.

Ling tried to turn this way and that, tried to find his friend but couldn't. Everything was dark.

"I'm disappointed, young master. Surely there is still some fight left within you to continue on," tears immediately stung the corners of Ling's eyes when he recognized the elderly voice that had offered him comfort and wise words in the past until his untimely death at the hands of the enemy.

F-Fu? Greed? W-where...?

Ling quickly shielded his eyes when a bright light nearly blinded him, it was warm, almost familiar. Ling felt the exhaustion he previously felt vanish and when he slowly lowered his arm to try and see what it was, he saw a hand reach for him.

Ling extended his own hand, feeling the need to find out what was behind that light. When the hand pulled him towards it he didn't protest.

But a strong hand on his shoulder stopped him in his tracks, halfway toward the bright light.

Ling froze.

"Tch, ya don't really think I'm gonna let ya kick the bucket so soon huh? Besides, you got some people waiting for you down there," Greed's voice penetrated the air and when Ling turned his head to look at him, the Homunculus was grinning.

Greed pulled him back, away from the hand and the light.

Fu appeared beside him as well, smiling, "To think the Homunculus had to stop you from entering the holy realm," the old man chuckled and said Homunculus frowned.

"Hey! I never liked old fashioned fairy tales old man!" he scoffed but smirked at Ling, "Now come on, this place ain't for you yet. The runt's fighting the old bastard, why not give him a hand?"

Ling shook his head, tears streaming down his face, "B-but...Greed...Fu...I want to stay here, you are here, I...I can't..." Ling didn't know how to form words, his throat tightening as the onslaught of tears struck him.

It was Fu that wiped his tears away gently, "Now, now young Lord. Now is not the time for tears to be shed," the old man's eyes were alight with determination, something that fueled Ling's own.

Ling furiously rubbed his tears away, straightening his stance slowly, "I...can't you come with me?" he looked at Greed and Fu.

Greed chuckled, "Sorry, no can do, seems like we are here for good. An' besides, I heard there was a pretty little lady waiting for you, now go out there and make me proud damn it," Greed punched his shoulder, looking himself like he would cry.

Ling smiled and hugged the Homunculus tightly, "O-oi! S-stop getting all mushy with me! Get off me ya stupid prince!"

Ling cut off Greed's ranting, "I'll miss you buddy,"

Greed froze, hesitantly wrapping his arms around Ling. He exhaled, "Yeah..." he paused, before tightening his grip on his friend, "Go,"

Ling smiled, understanding Greed's emotions even without words. When they broke away Greed swiftly turned around, pretending to wipe something away from his eye.

Ling hugged his grandfather figure tightly, burying his face against his uniform.

Fu smiled, "I wish you the best of luck my Lord, I'm certain you will be a very good emperor. And that you will protect my granddaughter," Fu smiled, willing himself not to cry as he broke away from the heartbroken prince.

Ling could only nod, wiping away the fresh tears.

Greed had finally turned back around, his eyes slightly red from "sweating" as he had so smoothly put it, grinning at Ling.

"Whatcha waitin' for? An invitation? Go back there and fight damn it! And don't you dare die alright? I'll personally drag your ass back to earth if I have to," Greed warned, crossing his arms with a fond smile despite his threat.

Ling took it to heart, "Don't worry, I won't let your sacrifices be for naught," he nodded one last time at Greed and Fu.

Fu offered him a kind, soft smile while Greed gave him his typical grin and a two finger salute.

And suddenly, Ling was falling.

He didn't know where, but he knew he was back when he felt pressure against his side and slight pain in his body.

He slowly opened his eyes, taking a moment to get accustomed to the light before he fully opened his eyes to see Mei and Lan Fan next to him, both looking very concerned.

Mei smiled the minute she saw he was conscious again, "L-Ling! You're alright! I've healed the wound and closed it, but please don't fight right now, not yet!" she pleaded desperately, the panda on her shoulder looking like she was frowning.

Ling smiled softly, petting Mei on the head affectionately before slowly heaving himself up to a sitting position.

Lan Fan immediately intervened, "My Lord-!"

Ling gently stilled her hands from assisting him, "Don't worry, I'm alright. Let's help Ed fight," Lan Fan remained silent for a moment, locking eyes briefly with Mei, before she wound Ling's arm over her shoulders and helped him stand.

Ling smiled and allowed Lan Fan to support some of his weight, knowing she was injured as well.

They were slowly approaching the battlefield and they saw something they never thought they would actually get to see the moment they met the Elric brothers and learned of their predicament.

Ed and Al..

In their original bodies.

Ling tightened his hold on Lan Fan, raising one fist in the air and a loud, celebratory roar.

Weeks passed after the fight with Father, facilities were still being rebuilt and the damage still repaired, but with the help of alchemy, things were going slightly faster. Ed had taken it upon himself to personally help everyone with the labor work and with construction, without alchemy. Ling never saw him do actual physical labor, but then again they didn't know each-other for that long a time anyway.

Ling himself was, under strict watch from Lan Fan, helping with repairs. The woman herself was supposed to be chained to the bed for at least two months due to her injuries and various check-ups at the Rockbell's for her automail but she was far too stubborn to actually listen. As long as she didn't strain herself, Ling wasn't too concerned.

He still sent her to the doctor at least twice a week for check-ups.

As Ling helped Ed carry a wooden plank towards Armstrong and the others, he paused to look up at the sky for a moment.

It may have been his imagination, but he swore he saw the faces of Greed and Fu, smirking down at him.

Ling sighed, smiling softly.

"Ling? What's wrong?" Ed asked, holding the other end of the wooden plank with his hands as he looked at the Xingese prince in confusion, looking at the sky too and wondering what the younger male was seeing what he didn't.

Ling shook his head, the faces of his two dear friends disappearing, "Nothing, sorry Ed, I just thought you needed some rest since I heard that shorter people need more-"

"I'M NOT SHORT DAMN IT! I'M AS TALL AS YOU, YOU STUPID IDIOT!" Ed raged, dropping the plank and instead opting to chase Ling with it, holding it over his head and attempting to beat Ling's brains out.

Ling laughed, running away from the enraged Elric brother as he hoped Greed and Fu had something to laugh over up there.

Finished...so...how was it? Did I meet the expectations or should I change it? ^^