Sorry it took so long, ya'll, but here it is! For all of you who have waited for it, danke, and for all of you who've just started reading it, thank you too!

Disclaimer: I do not own FullMetal Alchemist. I do not own King of Bandits: Jing.

"How'd you know who I was?" Edward gasped, his golden eyes wide. Jing laughed and shared a look with his Albatross partner in crime.

"Your reputation proceeds your," Jing paused and cocked an eyebrow. "Height." He noticed as the suit of armor that was rumored to be his younger brother placed a hand on the blonde's shoulder.

"Anyway, what's the legend?" Alphonse asked quietly. Jing was quiet as he leaned back in his chair, put his arms behind his head, and put his feet on the table.

"I'll tell you in return for information on what we're looking for," Jing bargained. He once again noticed as the brothers shared a look.

"Sure, that is if we can help," Alphonse answered for the two of them. Jing nodded, of course that was all he could ask from them.

"Fine. It's really not that long. It's rumored that there is a bandit that can steal almost anything," he began.

"Almost? It's true that he could steal the stars out of the sky with his handsome partner at his side," Kir butted in. Jing cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Anyway… he's supposedly a real ladies man," Jing finished slyly. Kir glared up at him.

"If he's a ladies man, then his partner's a monkey!" he squawked. Jing pulled his feet off the table and landed laughing.

"Yeah, I forgot about that part!" he laughed. Al and Ed shared looks that clearly said to Jing that they didn't get the joke. Ed through in a couple of uncomfortable chuckles.

"What did you want information on?" Ed asked, butting his way into the laughter. Kir and Jing stopped.

"Well, I don't know if you've ever heard of it. It's supposedly a rare stone called the Philosopher's Stone," Jing said, taking a bite of the cake the waitress had just left. Ed and Al froze, and, Jing noticed, seemed to get a little mad.

"You want it?" Ed asked dangerously. Jing stopped eating and looked at the blonde alchemist in front of him.

"I'm not quite sure. We read about it in a magazine and were wondering if it was worth the hassle," he shrugged.

"Well, a deal's a deal. It's a rare stone. It can amplify anyone's alchemy to give them anything they want. Oh and there's a warning attached to this lesson. If you try to find it… that means you'll be at the sharp end of my sword," he said. Jing cocked an eyebrow at the dangerous blonde.

"Well, let me tell you something, little alchemist. There's a warning attached to the legend of the Bandit King," Kir began, suddenly grim, as Jing stood up. The albatross hopped on his partner's shoulder. "If you try to hunt him down, he will hunt you back," he cawed.

"Nice doing business with you!" Jing said on a happier note as he turned around and left the café, leaving the barely eaten cake to taunt the alchemist.

"Well, I don't do alchemy," Jing muttered. Kir gave a hearty cackle.

"So? I bet it could get a pretty penny on the black market!" he laughed. It was an evil laugh, and it was one that Jing soon joined in on.

"I don't know, Ed, there's something odd about him," Al said as he saw his brother wolf down the remaining cake. He finished and wiped the crumbs from his face.

"Oh, you mean beside the fact that he's got a talking albatross on his shoulder?" Ed said sarcastically as he watched the two walk away, laughing. The two brothers sweatdropped.

"Oh well, I guess if you had a dead albatross in there when I was put in here, we'd look an awful lot like them," Al said with barely concealed interest.

"What the heck do you mean? I'm way better looking than that kid!" Ed sniffed. Al couldn't hold in his mirth.

"Actually, if he put on a long, blonde wig and you put on stilts, you'd look like twins!" Al laughed. Ed glared at his younger brother.

"Yeah right!" Ed shouted. He stood and clapped his friends. He then looked in the mirror.

"Sweet mother of bulletproof automail! I do look like him!" Ed shouted as he looked in the glass next to him. He had transmuted himself a dark brown wig a pair of elevator shoes. Al nearly fell out of his chair as he gave a big, echoey laugh. Ed's face was all grim as he sat down and turned back to normal.

"Well, that solves that problem. Now we just need to find the Bandit King and catch him," Al giggled, slowly regaining his composure. Ed glared around the little café for a moment.

"Yeah… that's easier said then done. We don't even know what it looks like!" Ed said, shrugging. Their conversation was cut short by a girl's scream in the distance. The Elric brothers jumped off and ran out of the café, leaving a few coins on the table. They ran down the road and stopped when they saw a crowd.

"Move aside, State Alchemist coming though!" Ed shouted, pushing his way through the crowd. The moved aside and allowed the short alchemist and his brother through. They stopped when they reached the center and saw what the crowd was surrounding.

Jing was standing in the center of a semicircle of three men. Kir was floating above his head and glaring around at the crowd. Jing looked really cocky and hanging off of one of his fingers was a purse. The men glared at him.

"Give back my wife's purse!" The big ugly one in the middle shouted. Ed looked at Jing.

"You stole that purse?" he asked, shocked that the boy he was just talking to was a petty thief. Jing gave Ed a patronizing stare.

"Do you really think that man has a wife?" Jing asked. Ed thought about it for a moment and then looked at the man.

"I guess not. But maybe he just doesn't want people to know that he caries a purse," Ed shrugged. Jing rolled his eyes.

"If you had more patience than your height, you'd wait and see who it was," he said. Ed felt his temper rise.

"I've got patience!" Ed shouted. Jing shrugged and turned back to the men in front of him.

"Hey Jing, need any help?" Kir asked from his spot flying by his head. Jing shook his head.

"Naw, there's too many people here to do that. We don't want any civilians to get hurt," he said, glancing around the circle. The bird nodded in agreement and then flew over to the two brothers.

"Just watch and see, this is going to be good," he chuckled, landing on Ed's head. Stupid bird, it's treating me like a perch! He thought as he glared at the bird and then back out to the about-to-be fight.

"Hey brother… shouldn't you stop it?" Al asked nervously. Kir answered for him.

"No way! If you stop it then everyone will think Jing did it! Have patience!" he crowed like an old lady.

"Fine!" Ed huffed and looked at Jing.

"Hey boy. Just hand it over and I won't break your back!" the ugly one growled. Jing let out a laugh.

"Hey, thanks for the offer… but I'll take my chances," he swung the purse in an arc. The men began to tighten their semicircle.

"I'm warning you!" the even uglier one on the left grunted. Jing shrugged and looked to his left. Just as the purse reached the top of the swing, he let it go. It flew over the crowd and into someone's hand. The crowd parted to reveal a little old lady with the purse in her hands and tears in her eyes.

"Trying to take a nice little old lady's purse? Now that's just terrible!" Jing chided. The men growled and pounced, but Jing was too quick for them.

It was all over in a matter of seconds. In fact… it was so fast that Ed didn't even see what happened. All he saw was the beginning and the end, which was Jing standing on the chests of the men that were on the left and right. In between the two of them was the ugly one. A sword was pushed against his throat.

"Wow…" Ed said. Then… he noticed that that wasn't a sword… but Jing's arm. That looks like when I transmute my arm. Maybe this kid can use alchemy. But, I didn't see a transmutation circle, so maybe this kid and I have a lot more in common then I originally thought. He contemplated as he stared at the scene in front of him.

A gasp passed through the audience as Jing stepped off of the two men and took his sword back (Ed realized it was merely a hidden blade that popped in and out of his sleeve).

"A mere petty thief doesn't deserve to die. Mind you, a petty thief is nothing to be proud of. If you're going to steal, why purses from little old ladies? That's just pathetic," Jing sighed, turning around. The three men stood and ran out of the circle, crying like little babies.

"Great job, Jing! I think it's funny, though, how you give a lecture on being a thief," Kir said as he flew back over to his partner. Jing scoffed.

"It's not that. I just think that if you're going to steal, at least let if be from someone who doesn't need it." Jing stopped abruptly as he saw the old lady in front of him.

"Young man, I would like to thank you," she creaked. Jing held up a hand.

"No thanks needed, but you're welcome all the same," he said. He turned to see Ed walk up beside him.

"Oh, but I insist. Here, take this," she crowed, holding forward a wad of bills she had retrieved from her purse. Jing noticed as Ed gaped at the sight of the thick wad. He reached forward a hand and closed her open palm back around the wad.

"I was just doing what anybody would have done, so you keep it," he said calmly, flashing her a charming smile. She smiled sweetly at him.

"Oh, you're such a charming young man. Handsome, too. Why, if I was fifty years younger…" she reminisced. Jing let out a chuckle.

"I would have been honored," Jing said with a slight bow. The lady gave him a curious look.

"Might I have your name?" she asked, looking like she was trying to remember something.

"Jing," he said. She squinted at her.

"My granddaughter knew a Jing," she mumbled. Jing cocked his head.

"What's your granddaughter's name," he asked, knowing very well that he probably wouldn't know who she was.

"Rose. She's a cop in Blue Hawaii," she answered. Jing felt his breath catch in his throat. He looked up at Kir, who looked down at him. "But you couldn't be him, he was a…" she trailed off as she looked at him. "You're too nice," she whispered.

"I think that old man over there is checking you out," Jing said, pointing to an old man by the store that was staring at her. Her eyes opened wide as she tottered off towards the man. Jing let out a sigh of relief.

"Smooth," Kir whispered. Jing shook his head ever so slightly.

"Well, aren't you the average Robin Hood," Ed grinned.

"Well, aren't you the average dog of the military," Jing shot back with a grin.

"My brother's anything but ordinary!" Al said proudly. Ed puffed his chest out like a conceited peacock. I don't think he's conceited, though. There's something about him. It may just be me, but it seems like he's been though a lot in his life.

"Jing's anything but an ordinary Robin Hood!" Kir said from his perch A.K.A Jing's head.

"I'd stake my life on that," Ed said, looking Jing in the eyes.

"Right back at you," Jing mumbled under his breath. They stayed that way for a few seconds, before Ed got to thinking.

"How'd you know that purse was hers?" Ed asked, cocking his head sideways.

"I saw that man steal it," Jing answered without a second's hesitation. Kir let out a cackle.

"You mean he stole it in broad daylight and tried to deny it?" Ed asked incredulously. Jing began to laugh.

"No. He may have been a petty thief, but he was smarter than that. He did it in that alleyway," Jing stopped laughing and pointed to an alley outlet about halfway down the road. Ed looked at the overly dark alley and cocked an eyebrow.

"How could you tell what was going on in there?" he asked. Jing turned around and looked at the alley and just realized how dark it was.

"I heard it," Jing quickly lied. Ed seemed to swallow it, so he turned to Al.

"I better go. I'm looking for this so called legendary 'Bandit King'," Ed said, waving before following his tin can of a brother.

"Guess he'll be in for a surprise… won't he," Jing asked once he was sure the FullMetal Alchemist was out of earshot. Kir let out another cackle.

"What's that supposed to be? He won't even be able to hunt you down!" the albatross laughed. Jing threw in a grunt and turned around.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Jing muttered under his breath. He headed in the opposite direction of Ed… the opposite direction of the law. Two opposite look-alikes, heading to opposite sides of the law and bound to meet up somewhere in the middle.