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GrumpyCatWriter101: haha Ah trust me, it broke my heart too coming up with the ideas and writing them down T_T hehe well our little crazy Kimblee also needs some love ;)

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Daughterofapollo12345: (sniff) ...(sniff) T_T I FEEL WITH YOU! (starts sobbing and eating chocolate) Oh Den...you poor, wonderful dog you...T_T

Panic: Thanks so much Panic, ahh...now I don't like playing favorites, but you're one of the readers I can't wait reading a review about since you always make sure and put so much effort into giving me a glimpse of what you think of my stories and what you liked/didn't like...etc. Thank you so much for it :) Hehe thanks! The idea for Lena liking weapons (particularly traditional ones such as swords) stems partly from my own fascination with them and about combining the use of firearms and swords in the military with Lena's expertise in martial arts and swords, I thought it to be a nice touch ^^. Ugh, sorry for this long review again but I just can't shut up! . I'm glad that my writing (sometimes anyway) can impact people like this, that has been one of my key goals ever since I started writing :3

INFO ON THE CHAPTER: I WON'T write everything from the beginning to end...etc. since everything is exactly the same as it is with Back in Time, only this one has a special scene included where Ling and Greed have a short but "meaningful" conversation before parting ways. :)

Back in Time 2

"It's alright Bido, nobody's blaming you even if someone did follow you. Perhaps it could be a master thief," Ling heard the unsheathing of a blade. He cursed mentally, hand on the hilt of his sword.

Even if it did come down to a fight, he actually wasn't even supposed to see any of them, least of all Greed. Damn it!

"Wait," Greed stretched his arm out, sunglasses tucked into his breast pocket. He had smelled the scent too, perhaps not as potently as Dolcetto, but he had smelled it nonetheless.

The unnerving thing about it was, it smelled a bit like him too. But it wasn't any of his stupid Homunculi siblings.

Dolcetto and Martel looked at him expectantly, "Boss?" the dog chimera asked, a hand on the hilt of his sword.

Greed shook his head, "Leave it, I don't think it's anything to concern ourselves over. Didn't ya want to eat huh?" Greed fixed them with a meaningful stare and the group reluctantly calmed down, sheathing their weapons and slowly sitting down on the chairs, each grabbing a portion for themselves, leaving something for their leader as well.

"Boss? Where are you going?" Dolcetto asked, eyebrow raised suspiciously, his instincts telling him to follow the man he came to know as friend and leader for protection.

"Just gonna get some fresh air, don't follow me," Greed walked into the tunnel Bido had come from, as silent as a mouse.

Ling quickly retreated, jumping silently from side to side until he was a good distance away from Greed, who stopped after being farther away enough from his gang not to hear.

"Alright...listen up, whoever the hell you are," Greed's voice echoed through the sewers and Ling froze, damn he had been found out.

"I don't know what's your deal or why you followed us here but if you want to hurt my gang ya better turn back around. I don't treat strangers kindly who try taking away whats mine," Ling speculated Greed had his shield up as he said this, a threat.

There was a short pause, before Greed spoke again, "You also smell a bit like me, but I can tell you ain't a Homunculus. Just who are you?" his words echoed through the sewers.

Then Ling decided to answer, "A friend," before he quickly started running in the opposite direction, rounding a corner just as Greed reached the spot Ling hid in previously.

"What the..." Greed growled under his breath, annoyed at not having missed his chance of seeing the punk that sneaked in her.

"Wait...he said he was a friend? Who the hell...?" Greed crossed his arms, a serious, thoughtful look on his face.

For some unexplainable reason, he thought of Xing, he had no idea why that country all of a sudden, as he didn't have any ties to it at all.

"Tch..." Greed turned back around, walking back toward his hideout, "Stupid piss-ant,"

"G-Greed...that was Greed...he seemed different but it was still Greed! I can't...damn it not now!" Ling furiously rubbed at his eyes, feeling himself drown in despair and sadness at the thoughts of Greed's final moments before his death.

Ling sobbed, punching the wall in front of him repeatedly, "No matter what I do! I can't bring him back! Not through alchemy, not through time travel! It's impossible! Ed was right! You can't bring back someone from the dead!" he fell to his knees, his hands in his face as his tears fell in droplets to the ground.

"Hey! What the hell are ya crying for?!" the voice of none other than Greed rang out loudly through the sewers and when Ling, tears and snot running down his face, looked up at him, his eyebrow was raised in question, hands on his hips.

When Ling didn't say anything for a while, Greed tilted his head, waving his hand, "Hey! I'm talking to you! Can. You. Understand. Me?" Greed thought for a moment, before he started speaking in a language composed of bits and pieces of other languages randomly thrown together in what Ling called: gibberish.

He rolled his eyes, "I understand you!" Ling shouted, stopping the Homunculus from coming up with more absurd wannabe languages in his head.

He cursed, pounding his fist against his open palm:" Damn...I should have written it down somewhere to know what the hell I've said..."

Ling wanted to smack him, "You stupid ass! I'm speaking your language! Not that gibberish you've just made up!"

Greed looked offended, "Hey, hey! What's your deal? You don't insult a man in his own home and anyway, what are you doing here following my subjects around?" Greed threateningly touched Ling's chin with the tip of a very sharp, deadly claw infused with the Ultimate Shield.

Ling casually slapped his hand away, used to his threats and Greed seemed dumbstruck at such an action, "Stop trying to intimidate me, that stopped working long ago,"

Greed blinked in confusion, "What the hell?! Alright, that's enough! Tell me who the hell you are or I'll make sure your screams can be heard till Xing," he threatened, the confusion and nearly playful amusement gone from his eyes.

Ling straightened slowly, dusting off his pants, eyes pained, "I'm...no one," his heart gave a tug.

Greed snorted, "Tch, yeah right, you were blabbering something earlier about being a friend. What gives? I never saw you before," he rose an eyebrow.

Ling sighed, "Look, I'm not here to cause trouble for you Greed," he held his hands up.

"How do you know my name?" Greed's gaze was narrowed.

Ling hesitated, "...I know you can be a damn hothead and impatient, but as soon as I'm gone, you'll find out after a while who I am alright?" Ling smiled tightly, seeing Greed after witnessing his death was shattering his heart.

Greed frowned and crossed his arms, taking off his sunglasses, "So...you wanna tell me I have yet to meet you? Like in the future?" he seemed skeptical, "Alright, let's test it. What am I and who do I hate the most?" he smirked.

Ling sighed, "You're a Homunculus. If you mean who you hate from your siblings, it would be Envy the most. Otherwise, we are at each-other's throats all the time," he grinned a bit, feeling some of the usual comfortable feeling returning when talking to Greed, even if this one didn't know him yet.

Greed's eyes widened to the size of saucers, "What the-? H-hey you-"

Ling smiled tightly, "Sorry, gotta run," he swiftly turned and sprinted in the opposite direction, tears trailing down his face.

"Hey wait! Damn it!" Greed cursed and ran after him, but the stupid prince threw his sword at him which Greed easily deflected but thanks to the brief distraction, Ling was gone.

He couldn't hear his footsteps anymore, maybe he had escaped somehow to above, Greed didn't know, but he scratched at his head in confusion, wondering who the weird man was.

He looked down at the sword and picked it up, staring at it in annoyance before noticing the swords blade.

His gaze narrowed and he tapped his claw against it, this was...this was his shield covering it...but...how did that punk get his hands on his shield? Normally, Greed would need to willingly transfer his shield onto something so it was coating its surface...

"Just who are you?"

"A friend,"

Greed froze, gaze unseeing as he stared at the wall on the far end of the sewer, "...A-a friend..." he stared down at the sword, "...from the future?"

Greed found himself overcome with emotions, he shook his head furiously, suddenly seeing weird pictures, depicting him with that strange man, laughing, bickering and actually fighting together, against Gluttony, Pride...Father...what the hell?

Maybe he'd had one too many drinks...he placed a hand on his head, exhaling.

"Heh...no way am I touching Roa's special drinks ever again..." he groaned, looking in the direction where the man had ran off to, "...stupid piss ant..." he shook his head, heading back to his team.

When he returned, the gang looked at him in concern, looking at him from head to toe to see if he were in a fight, Dolcetto stepped forth, "Hey boss, you alright? What took you so long?" his gaze traveled down to his hand, where he still held the sword coated in his shield, "Where did you get that fancy sword?"

Greed looked down at it, "Can I take a look?" he growled at Dolcetto, who looked like a kicked pup and backed away.

"Nobody touches it, understand?" Greed passed by his surprised companions and into his room, closing and locking the door.

He placed the sword on a small shelf on the wall and fell back on his bed, arms resting behind his head, glasses on his stomach.

He stared at the sword, remembering the stranger's face and realizing he never caught his name.

"Hey Greed!" his eyes widened and he looked around, swearing he heard the stranger's voice from somewhere.

"Whoa, now that's one hell of a woman! Where have you been hiding her?"

"What can I say, I'm full of surprises!"

Greed sat up, looking all around his room before he clutched at his head as if in pain, "What the hell is this?" he growled, "Why am I seeing this?"

"You're not a monster Greed!"

Greed slammed his sunglasses against the wall, panting heavily, hearing the stranger's voice in his head, remembering conversations that never happened and seeing...seeing pictures or visions with that weirdo and him!

Where was all this coming from?!

"Damn it!" he clutched at his head and roared, willing for the voices and pictures to go away.

"Let's fight him together, eh partner?"

Greed froze, slowly lowering his arms, staring down at his hands then back up at the sword on the wall and he whispered a single word that suddenly forced a tear out of him,

"Ling,"

Very short I know but...T_T the feels... Anyway, what chapter do you want to see next? :)