Hiya again! here's part one of chapter two, fresh from the press! ...ok, that sounded odd, buti always wanted to say something stupid like that...oh well!

oh, and Bella's name for thekitten is Asher, and Rei calls it Koneko, k?

When Rei woke up, Bella was already awake and playing with Koneko. She looked outside, so Bella wouldn't see the flash of pain in her eyes as she saw the kitten that looked so much like her only friend, before the fire…Baka! You are not allowed to think of that! Focus on…what? We're already in Lior! she sighed quietly as she succeeded in diverting her thoughts.

Bella glanced up when she heard the sigh. "Finally, you're up! We've been in Lior for a while now, and they just said we'll be arriving at the station pretty soon."

Rei glanced at Bella. Oh goody, she's gonna start annoying me with pointless comments…prepare for constant babbling. She looked out the window again, and was surprised when Bella didn't start talking about the Philosopher's Stone, and how she was going to get it from whoever had it. Finally, someone who doesn't always talk…. In the past, she'd always had an annoying partner, who never stopped talking. Mustang, damn him, had said that he only wanted her to learn to open up, but after a year and who knows how many partners who were checked into the hospital, he had finally left her alone. Until now…Damn him! I was just fine on my own!

"Um…Rei? Are you okay?" Bella saw the flash of anger that had briefly lit up Rei's emotionless face. Hmmm…wonder who she hates so much? Probably Mustang…or me…

Rei turned to her, her face completely emotionless now. "No one calls me Rei, except close friends and family. To you, my name is Angel's Daughter," she winced at the name, "or Reian, if you must."

"Fine then, Angel. So, when we get off the train, we're gonna find the baki who has the stone, and beat him up!" Bella was determined to beat up the guy who had the stone…very determined.

Rei winced at her name, but decided it was better than Angel's Daughter. Damn you, whoever created that name! "Its baka, not baki," she corrected Bella.

Bella was surprised that Rei cared if she said the words right. She was about to ask, when Rei answered her.

"Japanese is the language of my people and family. I really do not like it when others cannot say the simplest of words right."

Bella nodded. She understood how Rei felt. Inwardly, she grinned. Ha! She opened up! Score one for me!

Baka! Why did I just say that! Rei was inwardly berating herself. I'm not supposed to care what others think! I'm not supposed to care if they say stuff wrong! She looked out the window again, and saw the scenery slow down as the train stopped. "Let's go. I hate trains." She led Bella off the train, happy to be off the moving…thing…

A while later…

"Argh! Damn this town! Where is the freakin' Philosopher's Stone!" They had been walking all day, and still couldn't find the stone, so Bella was…mad. Very mad.

Rei, on the other hand, was fine. She had been looking around, and now had a detailed map of the whole town in her head. Always know the enemy better than yourself. Know their home inside and out, and find the paths they do not know. That was what her sensei had always told her, before…

"Hey! Angel! Are you even listening to me!" Bella was very mad. And even that was an understatement.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm listening. But are you looking?" she pointed to an old man who stood on a platform raised above everyone else. On his finger was a ring, with a red stone on it. In his hand was a rose, which he changed into a sunflower. As the crowd cheered, they saw two people who looked out of place: a short boy with blond hair pulled back in a braid and bangs that got in his eyes, and a tall suit of armor that talked to him. When the old man walked off, they followed.

"We following them?" Bella asked. She had seen the stone.

"Why not? We might learn something interesting…lets go!" Rei led the way, and they darted after the three into a nearby church.

hiya again! k, Kira (the mature one) wrote this chapter, and i'm still waiting for someone glares at readers to guess who made which character! (looks at fudge) and i don't think the fudge will live much longer... (grabs random person) HEY! stay away from my fudge!