A/N: Hi everybody, here's the forth chapter.
Katrina: It's about time you know.
CM: Hey shut up, I've been busy.
Ed: How is being sick, busy?
CM: *Sticks out tongue*
Katrina: You're immature. *Everyone looks at her* What?
CM: This coming from you? That's practically a compliment.
Kat glares at everyone.
CM: And thank you Draconian Master for the fav.
Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist. But I do own my OC's.
~*~
Ah, sleep. How I love sleep. The wonderful feeling of soft sheets against your skin.... The peaceful feeling that rests inside you..... The beeping of an alarm clock in the back-wait a second-beeping of an alarm clock?! I look over at the alarm clock sitting on the bedside table, glaring at it through my bangs.
"You little bastard.... Waking me up every week day.... Just know, I will-repeat-WILL get my revenge...." With that said, I slam my hand on top of it, immediately shutting it off.
I throw the blankets off of me and sit up. I sigh, realizing I have to go into my room, the room where Ed and Al are sleeping, to get my clothes. Oh well, might as well go do it.
Once I enter my room, I immediately notice the eldest of the two brothers sprawled out over one of the beds, which just so happens to be mine, some drool on my pillow. I shudder, Note to self; throw out that pillow, I think, Or at least sell it on E-bay. Al, on the other hand, slept like a normal person. It really seems like they're not brothers, at all. They're so different, in so many ways.
I creep over to my dresser, trying to be as quiet as I could. The thought of waking them up had crossed my mind, but I immediately dismissed it. I don't know why...but I don't like waking people up unless I really have to. It's always been like that. I guess I just know how it feels to be abruptly woken up and don't like doing it to other people.
I pull open a drawer, searching through it for a shirt. I pull out a long sleeved black shirt with a red short sleeved one over top, Ed's trademark flamel on the back in black. I grab skinny jeans after that with a seatbelt like belt. I go into my bathroom, change and quickly brush my hair. I stare at myself in the mirror for a moment before rushing out. I just so happen to rush into someone, making us fall over with startled screams.
"Owwww....." I whine, rubbing my head. I try to get up when I realize something, or more like someone, had their arms around me. My head was lying on their chest and our legs were tangled together. The person groans, having yet to realize the situation, and I look up. "Ed!?" I yelp.
Both of our eyes widen, our faces becoming a deep red. My mind becomes completely blank, not knowing what to do. I'm not used to dealing with guys. I always thought that having a boyfriend was over rated, so never really went out with guys. If I did, it didn't really last for very long. But back to the point, I could've gotten up, but he was holding me there.
Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!! What do I do!?Don't these situations only happen in fan fictions!? Yeah, yeah they do! So, what usually happens? Uhhh.....they fall....land in uncomfortable position.....and uh.......Oh yeah! They.....kiss!? Hell no! Like that'll ever happen!, I scream in my mind.
"Brother?...Katrina? What are you doing?" We quickly direct our attention to the youngest Elric who was looking down at us at the moment, a confused yet amused expression on his face. Wow, wasn't this day starting out great?
"Uhhhhh.....Nothing! Absolutely nothing!" I reply, jerking out of Ed's grasp and getting to my feet. I sheepishly laugh, "Love to talk, but I really got to run, bye now!" I run out of the room at full speed, leaving behind two confused alchemists, one of them blushing. Al turns to his brother expectantly.
"What she said." Was Ed's reply.
I lean against my fridge in my kitchen, fanning my face with my hand. I heavily sigh, standing straight and grab my backpack. That was really not expected. And what do I do now? It's going to be so awkward between Ed and I now. I know, act like it never happened. Yeah, that'll work.
And on cue, the two brothers walk into the kitchen, one looking more flushed than the other. I smile, waving to the boys as I swing my pack over my shoulder with the other hand.
"Where are you going, Katrina?" Al asks.
"I gotta go to school, and please, call me Kat." I reply. Al nods to my request. "Anyways, I should be home around 3:00. There's food in the fridge, Ed don't eat it all. You guys can research or something 'till I'm back, and the computer, t.v. and anything else you're not familiar with is off limits because I don't want to come home to find out that you destroyed something. I'll see if I can find any more books at the school library that might help and I think that's it. I'll see you later then, bye bye!!"
I rush out of my house, the cold air hitting me hard. I try to ignore it and run to the school. Kids were just unloading off of the bus when I arrive and I become relieved. You see...I have a habit of being late for school. And when you're late, they give you an S4, which SUCKS!
I enter the school, immediately spotting Melina among the people in the common area. She seemed to spot me as well because she waved. I wave back as she runs towards me. And 3....2....1....
BAM!
I sigh, looking down at the fallen girl. I nudge her with my foot, "Ya know, sometimes I think you have two left feet." I muse. "You trip at least twice a day."
"Shut up...." She groans, getting to her feet. "What about you?"
"What about me?" I ask as we start to walk in the direction of our lockers.
"What happened with you and Ed this morning?" Right after that question was asked, I tripped, falling face first into the ground. She laughs, "Ha, something did happen!"
I jump up, "Nothing happened!!" I hiss.
"That's not what your face says. It's as red as a tomato! Wow, who knew you blushed. Quite a miracle."
"AGH!" I yell out of frustration, causing people to look over in our direction. I stomp away from a chuckling Melina, hoping I can get through this day alive.
"Did you run into him?"
"No."
"Did you kiss?"
"No."
"Did you embarrass yourself in front of the dude you have secretly admired, maybe even lov-."
"No, Mel!!!"
She has been trying to figure out what happened this morning since the beginning of first block, Math. She sat right beside me so I wasn't able to escape her questioning wrath. If I told her though.....I'd never hear the end of it....
I try to ignore her, focusing on the white board at the front of the class as our teacher was doing the lesson. But I couldn't concentrate on it, even after Mel gave up asking. The events from this morning just kept flooding into my mind. I shake my head, trying to rid me of the thoughts but they just came back. I sigh. This, my friends, was going to be a long day.
*Ed's POV*
"Nothing happened Al!"
"Then why were you in that position? And why are you blushing?"
"She ran into me and we fell, that's all! And I am not blushing!"
"Yes you are!"
"Agh!"
Ever since this morning, Al has been repeatedly asking what happened. He just won't give up! I concentrate harder on the book in my hands, trying my best to ignore his questions. After a while, he sighs, starting to read the book he had again. Finally, no more annoying questions.
"Do you like her?"
Until that one came.
"What? Yeah right, a tom boy like her?"
"Then why are you blushing?"
"For the last time, I am not blushing!!"
Al just grins knowingly, returning to his reading. I try to concentrate back on the book but I just couldn't. Thoughts about this morning were swarming around inside my head, making me incapable of thinking about anything else. She's just some annoying girl that was really immature, why should I even care? She doesn't really seem to like me and I don't like her much. Besides, we just get on each other's nerves. Why would Al even think that I like her? Yeah right, like that will ever happen.
But...maybe... I shake my head. No, like I said, it'll never happen.
*Kat's POV*
I look around. Each time I looked though, everything stayed the same but my confusion grew. Fields....many, many fields of grass. Above was a clear blue sky. The wind blew lightly but it was warm out, like in late spring. Last time I checked it was the middle of December with piles of snow everywhere. It didn't make sense.
"....The hell am I doing here? Wasn't I in math class? Not that I really care if I miss math or not...." I ask myself. I ponder on it for a moment before shrugging me shoulders, "Oh well, might as well look around a little."
And I do just as I said, I start to adventure a little bit. The place was beautiful. All the colors were bright. The grass wasn't dead like it usually is where ever I go and the sky was a perfect shade of blue, no cloud in sight. The spring breeze felt good, considering the fact that I'm now used to cold. The sun warmed up my winter knowing body, making me smile. I spin around, spreading my arms out wide, making my smile grow. I stop, chuckling softly.
I whack myself on the head, "Bad Kat, you're supposed to be finding out where you are. Not striking random dance moves. Even though it's fun..... Right, find out where I am...."
Walking....more walking....even more walking...... I pant. These fields were like a maze. There was no end, no beginning. I couldn't find my way out. This must be a dream then. I always did have screwed up dreams, one way or another. I don't know why...I guess it's just my wild imagination. You'd be surprised at how wild my imagination really is....
"Hey, Kat."
I jump. Trying to turn to look at the person, I slip on the grass. I fall onto my behind but I felt no pain. Heh, awesome. I shake away that thought and look up at the person who had spoke before. My green orbs meet gold and I blink. Why was he here?
"Kat."
This made no sense. It must be my fan girly pride screwing with me.
"Katrina."
And why the hell does he keep saying my name? I get it, that's my name. Wait, doesn't your mouth move when you talk? It wasn't him. I look from side to side, not seeing anybody else but fields of grass. That's weird.
"Katrina!"
The shouts started getting louder. Louder and louder. I cover my ears, trying to block the shouts out. The boy in front of me looked around, totally unaffected by the ear splitting screams. He sighs, his golden gaze coming back to me.
"I guess we ran out of time." He says and I somehow manage to hear him over all the shouts. "Until next time." Then he's gone.
"Wait!!" I yell. "What do you mean!? And where the hell did you go!?"
"Katrina!!!!!"
I wince. That one was louder than all the other ones. It seemed more closer.
"Come back!!!" I call out to the young man that just recently left.
"KATRINA!!!!!!"
Closing my eyes, I yell at the top of my lungs, "Edward!!! GET BACK HERE!!!" Complete silence. The shouts stopped. Nothing could be heard. I take my hands off my ears, releasing a deep sigh.
"Who's Edward?"
"Eep!" I squeak, jerking my eyes open. Everyone in my class, including the teacher, was staring at me. Melina beside me was snickering, a knowing smirk on her face. I glare at her as my math teacher repeated the recent question. I look forward, an embarrassed blush covering my cheeks as I slouch down into my chair, "No one. Edward is no one."
"Ohhhhh! Kat's got a boyfriend!!" One of the girls from my class exclaims, laughing.
My blush deepens, "I do not!!!" I protest.
"Ohhhhh, what's he like?"
"Is he cute?"
"Does he go to school here?"
I groan, banging my head against my desk. Just because of one out burst, so many questions can be asked. This was torture with a capital T.
Melina jokingly pats my back in mock sympathy and I glare at her from the corner of my eye. She just smirks and looks back at the board after our teacher had calmed everyone down and was getting back to the lesson. I sigh, trying to listen as best as I could. Hopefully, the day will go by faster..... Nah, those kind of hopes never get answered when you're in school. The one place where it's possible that time can stand still. Torture, I repeat, torture.
"So, was your dream about our favorite little shrimp?" Melina asks, spinning away her combination. Her locker was located right beside mine, which makes me happy yet disappointed. Happy because I have my best friend beside me. Disappointed because I can't escape her questioning wrath, quoted from earlier.
"Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't." I reply, sticking my nose up into the air as I open my own locker.
"Liar." Melina smirks, leaning against her now open locker door, "Remember, I can tell when you lie."
"Technically, that wasn't lying."
"Technically, I don't care."
"Touche, ma friend, touche."
"So what was the dream about?"
"Nothing much, actually. It barely even started before I woke up. But it was weird...." I pause in going through my locker and Melina cocks her head to the side, "It seemed like he had something he wanted to do." I get interrupted by Melina making kissy noises next to me and my eye twitches. "Please shut up before I'm forced to bring out my trusty roll of duct tape."
She flinches, "Please, no, anything but that."
It was true, I had a trusty roll of duct tape with me all the time. There was one in my locker, or more like my back pack, and a few rolls at home. It started out more as a joke one time when Samantha wouldn't stop talking, before I started duct taping everyone's mouth when ever they got annoying. I mentally smirk, oh yes, I can use this against Ed. Evil cackling filled my head as I pictured myself as a chibi duct taping Ed's mouth, chibi Ed of course. There's no such thing as normal people in my mind, only chibi's!
"You're picturing yourself as a chibi again, aren't you?" Melina asks, exasperated.
That jerked me out of my mind-movie-theater, "Of course not! Ed was a chibi, too." If she could've, she would've anime fell. Anime falling is so cool! I wish I could do that!
The young blonde sighs, shaking her head slowly, "Let's just get to Socials."
I immediately solute, "Aye, Capitan!"
She rolls her eyes, laughing at my childish behavior. Hey, she can be like this too! I'm not the only one! Where do you think I got this from? Oh wait.....I didn't meet her until grade two.....Never mind.
Sitting in my seat, I try to balance a pencil on my desk. I was supporting my head with my right hand, boredly staring at the pencil I had. Our teacher for this class apparently was away. So, currently, we were all waiting for our substitute to arrive. Substitutes were always fun. We usually pranked them to piss them off. One time, two people in our class switched their names. The substitute was so pissed. Another time, one of the guys pretended he had just moved her from England because he could do a perfect English accent. It was so funny, they actually believed him. Hell, in grade two, we scared a substitute in never wanting to teach us again, let alone teach at our school again.
The door to our classroom opens but I didn't pay much attention. It could've been Mr. Turtle Head for all I cared. No seriously, we had a substitute once that actually looked like a turtle, it was hilarious. Apparently, everyone else in the class didn't really pay much attention to the substitute either because they continued to chat away. The person clears their throat. Everyone continues to ignore them. I figured my pencil was more important at the moment. Hell, usually substitutes don't really care if we pay attention to them.
I look over at Melina when she stopped what she was doing. Her eyes were wide and some of the color had drained from her face. Her lips moved to form words but nothing came out. I cock my head to the side, what's eating her?
"SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Everyone immediately stops, looking towards the substitute in obvious shock. I do the same, but what I saw made my substitute theory seem dumb.
"Oh, shih tzu." I mutter.
There, standing in front of us in all her scary wrath, was Izumi Curtis. Ed and Al's short tempered, will probably kill you if you get on her nerves, freaky mood swinging teacher. Or at least the Izumi in this world. But the possibilities if her having the same attitude were 99.9 out of 100.
Her outfit was also different from that of the animes. It was a button up white shirt with a black jacket. She had black pants and fancy looking shoes. And all I could do was stare wide eyed and mouth gaping open.
"Now, I'm your substitute for this class. Your teacher has been sent to Vancouver for some business and I am filling in for her for the next few classes." She explains.
"Oh yay....." One of the boys, most likely Garrett, mutters under his breath.
She immediately glares at him, making him tense in his seat. "What did you say, young man?"
"Uhhh yay, we get such a great substitute?" He lies, hoping she'll just leave it at that.
"I thought so." She says, turning so she could face the rest of the class, "My name is Izumi Curtis but you may call me Mrs. Curtis. Heck, call me Teacher if you wish." We nod, not about to object in fears of being attacked. "Now...you!"
She points at me and a I jump, "Eep!" I squeak for the second time today. "Y-Yes, Teacher?" Holy crap, I sound like Ed and Al.
"What have you recently been doing? I have gotten the notes from you teacher but I wanted to hear from one of the kids." She asks, her gaze, as was everyone else's, on me.
I become slightly more relaxed, nodding, "Alright." And so I proceed to tell her what we've recently been learning in class.
It was shocking, to say the least. Here Izumi Curtis was standing in front of me. But from all of the events that have been occurring, I shouldn't be so surprised. But I know I shouldn't get on her bad side. I've seen what she can do in the anime. I should stay low and act like the innocent girl that I am. Maybe I shouldn't tell Ed and Al about this. I don't really want to go through that. I mean, in the movie, you find out that Izumi had died. So I guess it makes sense that this one is alive. But, anyways, Izumi had died. I'm pretty sure Al knew that, and he most likely told Ed. So I'll keep it to myself right now.
"Thank you....." She pauses, looking at me expectantly.
"Katrina. My name's Katrina, but please call me Kat." I reply.
She smiles, "Thank you, Kat. Now let's begin the lesson."
~*~
The high school library was pretty much empty when I entered. There was maybe one or two people seated in front of a computer in the two rows that were there and the library, and the librarian. I avoid looking at the librarian and head for the nearest isle. The librarian always gave me the creeps and in knew she didn't like me much. Must be because of the incident in grade seven.....
Mrs. Curtis, in our last class, attacked some of the poor boys that are in my class. They had gotten on her last nerve. No matter if their her students or not, she wanted to teach them some respect for their elders. It was pretty funny for the rest of us. Though I think it scarred them for life.
I lay the recently picked out books, which were few, on one of the tables. Melina's comment from earlier came back to my mind and I sigh. She had asked what would I do when the brothers do end up leaving. Then came the subject that I shouldn't get too attached, or else it'll hurt too much when they do leave. After that, I don't know what to do. I mean, I want to be friends with them. But it will hurt when they leave, it'll hurt really bad. The last time someone was my friend and they moved away, I cried for a week. But I got over it because I knew I could visit them sometimes. I can't visit Ed and Al....at all, can't even talk to them over the phone.
Shaking my head to try and rid me of those thoughts, I flip open one of the books. I take down notes that I think are important, so I don't have to check out the book. I haven't checked out a book since grade seven, after the incident occurred. Once I finished with that book, I move onto the next one.
When Ed and Al leave, because I know they will find a way back somehow, I don't know what I'd do. The thought of going with them has crossed my mind, but I'm just not sure. I don't really want to leave my family and friends behind. You know what they say, you never know how much you'll miss something until it's gone. And then there's the all mighty irony gods that love to screw with me. If I went, there's no knowing wether we'd end up in their world or a completely different one.
If I didn't go, I know I'll just cry for days on end. I'm emotional, really emotional. It may not seem like it when you first meet me but I am. I can even be a bit of a drama queen. This is just too confusing for a teenage girl.
That's when another thought comes forth and I look solemnly at the notes in front of me, "Will they even remember me......?"
"Will who remember you?"
I jump, letting yet another 'eep' escape. Why do people keep scaring me today?! I mean seriously!
Looking up, my eyes widen, "Mrs. Curtis! W-What're you doing here?"
"I am a substitute here, am I not?" She replies.
I sigh, "Right. Sorry..."
"Don't be." She waves her hand like it was nothing. She lays some books that she had with her onto the same table as mine and sits down across from me. "So, what're you studying there?"
"Oh...uh...just a little research." I smile nervously.
"It seems you're quite interested in Alchemy." She stated more then asked.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. I just...really want to help some of my friends out." I chuckle a little, "One of them doesn't exactly want my help because he doesn't really trust me. Hell-."
"Language."
"Right, sorry. Um, he doesn't really even like me. He just thinks I'm immature. But....I just wish I could prove to him that I can be helpful. That he can trust me."
"It sounds like you care quite a bit for these friends of yours."
I shrug, "I suppose. It's funny, though."
"Why is it funny?"
"I've only known them for a few days, and yet I'd do anything for them. Yet I already know practically everything about them..... I guess that's why he doesn't trust me. It's because he's worried I'll let their secret slip or something. But I'm not that type of person. Why can't he see that? Isn't he the smart ass?"
"Language."
"Right, dam- dang it. I'm sorry, please don't write me up."
She shakes her head, "I won't. But try to remember next time."
"Yes, Teacher."
"You know, you sound like a few students I used to have back then."
"I-I do?" Could this mean....?
"Yes. They were brothers. Ironically, they were studying Alchemy"
No way!!!!!!
"You know who I am talking about, don't you Kat?"
"I-I'm sorry, what?"
"Edward and Alphonse Elric. After all, they are staying with you. Am I wrong?"
"H-How do you know that?"
Damn, why do I keep stuttering? Am I really that nervous?
"I've heard you and Melina talking about it. Apparently, you're helping the two get back home."
"Y-Yeah." I mentally slap myself when I stutter once again. "I am. Trying, anyways. But wait, how do you know who they are? I mean, you've never met them before....have you?"
She smiles, "There's more to me than meets the eye." I nod in somewhat understanding. "Earlier, what I heard you say, you're worried they won't remember you when they go back, aren't you?"
I look down at my hands, "A little, yeah."
"Don't worry, Kat. Ed and Al aren't the type people just to up and forget someone who had helped them out. Even if that someone was their friend."
"I'm not Ed's friend. He doesn't like me."
"He may not seem like it, but he's just anti social that way."
I chuckle, "I guess you're right."
"Just remember, try all that you can. Never give up on what you believe and be strong, for yourself and the brothers. They need hope more than anything right now. If you need any help, you know where to find me."
"Thank you, Teacher. You helped me out, believe it or not." I smile up at her. She nods, starting to walk away, "Oh and one more thing..." She stops, looking at me over her shoulder, "The way you beat up Erich and Riley was hilarious."
I swear there was a smile when she turned back around and headed out the library. But now that one things has been figured out, I have another. The hell is Izumi able to know all these things? She's not the same Izumi from their world.....is she?
~*~
I ran as fast as I could, my heart beating fast and hard in my chest. My breath was quick and deep. My legs ached from all the recent running I've been doing since the end of school. Someone was after me and I had to get away. Or else! I stubbled a few times but managed to regain my balance. My backpack bounced on my back as I ran, the things inside probably getting jumbled and trashed but I didn't really care at the moment. I had to get away. I could tell they were gaining on me so I pick up my pace. My house soon comes into view and I try harder to run faster. I'm not really much of an active person so this was killing me right now.
I burst through my back door, slamming it shut. I quickly lock it, kick off my shoes and run into my house. Ignoring Ed and Al's confused stares, I proceed to lock all the windows and close all the curtains. Once finished, I sigh and flop down into the closest chair. I was still panting and my legs ached.
"Kat, what's going on?" Al asks, breaking the tense silence.
"I'm...being....followed....." I pant. "They...wanted to...do...something.....evil to....me."
"Like what? Ask you a math question?" Ed scoffs.
I glare at Ed, "No, much worse. Much, much worse."
"What, Kat?" Al continues, trying to get me to spit it out already.
"They wanted to take a picture of me!!!!"
Cue anime fall.
"How is that bad!?" Ed exclaims.
"I like having my soul, thank you very much!!" I cry. "Camera's are evil!! They steal your soul!!!"
"They do not." Melina says.
"They do to, Mel!!!!!" I yell at her before it even registered in my brain that she was not there before. I scream, running and hiding behind Ed. "You're freaking scary, you know!!!! You just pop up out of no where!!!!"
"Actually, I entered through the door like a normal person. Unlike you, Ms. I-crawl-out-windows."
"Shut up!!! And how did you even get in!?"
"I know where your spare key is, remember?"
"Damn it!!!"
"Teal and Zach are going to be here soon, by the way. They're the ones that have my camera."
"Crap!!!"
"Hahaha, SUCKER!!"
"No Melina!! Crap because they'll find Ed and Al in my house!!!! And you know how good Zach can keep a secret!"
"Oh CRAP!" She grabs my shoulders, shaking me frantically, "What do we do!? What do we do!? What do we do!? What do we do!? Teal will kill us when she finds out they were here and we didn't tell her and Zach will tell people!!!!"
"I know!!! AHHHHH!!!!!" I cry, Mel and I hugging each other and anime tears streaming down our faces.
Okay, we were both drama queens.
A/N: Yay, I finished the forth chapter, I'm so happy!
Kat: Back away, she is about to go into Armstrong mode.
Al: Armstrong mode?
Kat: she happy cries like him. It's creepy.
CM in background happy crying with stolen Armstrong sparkles.
Ed: That's really creepy.
Kat: Told you.
CM: PLS review!