Mustang hurriedly made his way to Hughes's hospital room -ignoring the nurses, which showed how much of a rush he was in because he usually flirted with nurses- before slamming the door open -which is extremely out of character for Mustang-, successfully scaring the occupants on the room. Ok, maybe just one person, because the other was currently unconscious.

"What the-?!" The sole conscious individual spluttered in fright, falling off the chair he was occupying because of the sudden shock he had recieved. However, Mustang chose to ignore this for the time being, moving onto a much more important matter -conveniently forgetting that someone who fell off a chair could have recieved damage to the spinal cord or head. Mustang is so heartless to anyone he doesn't know-.

"Hughes!" For the first time since the Ishbal civil war, Mustang really felt worried for his friend, despite Hughes's annoying tendency to phone him while he was working to boast about his daughter or wife, or just to tell him to get married.

"Quit freaking out, Colonel Bastard. Mr Hughes is stable, so stop acting out of character."

For the first ever, Mustang finally got a good look at the second individual. Gold hair and eyes...

"Fullmetal?!"

Said person sighed in exasperation, before getting off the hospital floor and dusting the non existant dirt off himself. Just then, Mustang noticed something very strange. Fullmetal was always right below mid chest in height, but this Fullmetal was nearly as tall as him! "I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I'm not Fullmetal here. There's someone else running around with that name, and I'd like less mistaken identities."

"You're... not Fullmetal?"

"Yes, and no." He replied, before pausing, and bursting into laughter. "Wow, that sounds weird."

By this time, Mustang was staring at him like he was insane, or something across that line.

"Ah, sorry," Ed finished his laughing fit. "I had to let that out."

"But what mean by yes and no?!" Mustang was getting increasingly frustrated by the Fullmetal lookalike, since he was busy talking in such a cryptic fashion.

"To put it very simply," He began smugly, annoying Mustang. "I am Edward Elric, but a completely one from the one you know. In this case, I'm from 1915, day of the solar eclipse."

Five minutes and thirty two seconds. That's how long it took for Mustang to finally register what Ed said. "What?!"

"You heard me. So, I'm technically from the future, and I've got god to thank for sending me here, because quite frankly, it sucks."

A small, sad smile crossed his face. "But then again, I did manage to prevent some deaths, so I guess that's a bonus."

"You prevented deaths? Well then, who was supposed to die?" Mustang probably should be questioning the validity of time travel, but somehow, it seemed right. This Fullmetal had much more defined features, msking him seem much more mature. But, time travel in this case seemed right mainly because Fullmetal in no way should have grown that much in just a matter of weeks!

"Wow, you're accepting that I'm the future rather quickly. And to answer your question, two people who were meant to die, are still alive." Ed replied flippantly, before continuing.

"Nina Tucker was supposed to die, after her father transmuted her with her dog and turned her into a talking chimera. Then, she died after being killed by Scar out of pity, I recall. And secondly, the other person who was meant to die... Well, it was supposed to be Mr Hughes."

Mustang's breath caught in his throat. Maes... Was supposed to die? No, that can't be right!

"I'm not lying." Ed remarked, seeing the look on Mustang's face. "And I also recall you went batshit crazy on his murderer and sent him flying sky high." Ed continued, a deadpan expression settling on his face. "Also, next time, if you ever do that in this timeline which I highly doubt since Mr Hughes is still alive, please don't threaten to burn my hand off, automail or not, because Winry will murder past me, and I'll have to get automail. And quite frankly, I don't want to endure automail surgery a second time."

"You don't have automail anymore?" Mustang asked, ignoring Ed's last remark about him threatening to burn his hand off. If Ed didn't have automail anymore, that would mean that he had succeeded in his resigning his and Al's bodies, right? Well, Fullmetal is going to be pleased.

"Sure I don't. Well, for the arm, at least." Ed replied, pulling off the glove for his right hand, revealing a hand, a real flesh and blood hand. "However," Ed tapped his left leg, a metallic sound echoing. "My leg is still automail, though."

Mustang frowned at this. "What about Alphonse?"

Ed's eyes darkened. "Why do you think I'm here? Sightseeing? I'm doing a favour for the Truth, and he'll give me back Al after I'm done."

Suddenly, Ed blinked in realization. "Woah, I just realized I managed to talk to you civilly without you throwing short jokes. That's a first."

Mustang smirked. "Just this once, shrimp."

Of course, this recieved the desired effect, which basically meant Mt Elric erupted. "WHAT?! WHO YOU CALLIN' A MICROSIZED SHRIMP, YOU BASTARD WITH A GOD COMPLEX?! I'M NEARLY AS TALL AS YOU!"

"You'll always be a shrimp as long as you're shorter than me."

"GAH!"

Very funny, how they could act civilized one moment, and the next act like small, bickering children. Well, Edward at least.

Just then, Hughes groaned, alerting the other two of his awakening. "Hughes!" Mustang rushed over to Hughes bedside, to see a pair of green eyes staring back up at him.

"Roy?" Hughes groaned. "You're here? Oh, good. Please tell me everything that happened yesterday was just a hallucination. Because I'm sure I hallucinated the homunculus Ed was telling me about. I'm pretty sure I saw Ed too..."

"Hughes, I hate to break it to you, but you weren't hallucinating."

Hughes blinked at him, just before Ed piped up. "Well, I feel real, so I'm pretty sure that I'm not a figment of your imagination, Mr Hughes."

"Ed?" Hughes fumbled with his glasses. "Weren't you on a train to Dublith?"

"I think you're referring to my younger self, because I've already done that, and came back." Ed deadpanned, knowing that he was in for a looooong explanation about his existence.

"Wha-?"

"Hughes," Mustang interrupted his friend. "I don't understand it either, but the Fullmetal you're talking to, he's from the future. Hey, don't give me that look!"

Hughes looked at Mustang like he was crazy. "Roy," Hughes began slowly. "How many glasses of alcohol have you had?"

As Mustang spluttered incoherently at his friend's blatant accusation about his drinking habits, Edward decided to be nice -for once- and help out the poor Colonel who had yet to from even a relatively coherent sentence. "It is the truth, though." Ed calmly said. "Because I do know for a fact that you were supposed to be murdered by Envy yesterday after he shapeshifted into Ms Gracia and shot you."

"What do you mean by-?"

"I'm not finished." Ed interrupted, before continuing. "You were murdered because you found out something they didn't want you to find out. The transmutation circle on Amestris, am I correct? No one did tell me what you found out, so I'm going to go ahead and guess that's what you found out." Ed finished, leaving the other two man gaping at him.

Hughes blinked. Mustang blinked. "Yes! Finally, I managed to make Colonel Bastard utterly speechless! Havoc now owes me six hundred cenz!" Ed cheered, leaving the two men to ponder about his sanity, if he even had any in the first place. Buy really though, sanity is overrated.

"Fullmetal, you have officially gone insane." Mustang deadpanned, his eye twitching.

Ed shrugged uncaringly. "Eh, seeing the country go into a day long civil war, followed by the entire population of Amestris which was about fifty million people I recall, being sacrificed to create a Philosopher's Stone does that to you, as well as being tossed into the past, barely half an hour later. And quit calling me Fullmetal. I don't hold any claim to that name while I'm stuck in 1914."

There was a rather long stretch of awkward silence, before:

"Full- Edward, you have some explaining to do."

"Why do you think I'm here, Colonel Bastard?" Ed grinned demonically. Oh... This was going to be fun.

LINE BREAK

Father had lived for four hundred years, caused the downfall on an entire country, currently planning the destruction of another, and yet he had never encountered such a situation before.

Time traveling.

The idea seemed completely ludicrous, but the proof was there, all right. Apparently, it was the older Elric brother who had been the one to time travel from his time, into the past, as it had seemed to Envy.

Recently, he had been receiving reports about a individual running about the country, and messing around. Father hadn't thought much about it, until Lust and Gluttony came back to report after supposedly disposing of that Ishbalan serial killer.

Apparently, while searching for the notes of the Philosopher's Stone, they had come across the same individual from before, who was more than likely searching for the sane thing. The end result was the library burning down, but Lust had mentioned Gluttony had said that the individual had smelled like Fullmetal.

And then, little more than half a month later, Envy comes back after having failed in his mission, describing it as 'having it foiled by the Fullmetal Pipsqueak who should have been on a train to somewhere else'. From what it had sounded like, it had seemed that Fullmetal had either hit a growth spurt -which Father highly doubted- or somehow had a older self running about. Funny, how the latter had seemed much more appealing.

However, never had he expected this new individual threatening to stop his plans to be Fullmetal. It certainly threw a wrench into his previous plans on disposing of him. After all, both Fullmetals were the same, and both had opened the gate, which therefore made them both suitable sacrifices for the Promised Day.

But, there was only one thing he worried about. If Fullmetal traveled to the past to change the events that occurred in the future, Father could only assume that he had succeeded in his plans, but Fullmetal, being the rebellious child he was, must have decided to change the future, therefore thwarting his plans. But, what if Father, by bringing in someone from the future into his plans, brought on his own destruction?

However, he did not give this much concern, placing another pawn on his table. He smiled. If Fullmetal wanted to change the future, let him. After all, one must pay a steep price, for trying to play god, right?

[A/N Ok, maybe this chapter is a little shorter than the others, but it somehow felt right to end there.

Hm, maybe now I should go focus on my other stories now, since I've been feeling a little guilty for not updating as frequently as I should. Only problem is that I've got a writer's block for both of them.

Now I'm going to do a bit of shameless advertising, so if you don't shameless advertising, feel free to skip this bit. For anyone who enjoys FMA and Naruto stories, I've got one sitting in my profile. Same to anyone who enjoys FMA school AUs.

Well anyway, thanks for reading this chapter and I hope enjoyed this. And someone please give me ideas for crazy school happenings! I usually ask ny brother, but the only one he as currently is one where some moron burnt down a water tank. Which had water in it. Will someone tell me the logic in that?

~ Gwntan12]