Okay, I'm going to start another fanfic soon, a transformers one, the idea popped into my head. The main character's name is Maple. She's got strange talents, but that's not this story. TOS is this one. ;) AND MY HAIR'S ABLE TO GO IN A PONYTAIL!
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Chaper Two. Dealing with the shock.

"Yeah?" Ed and Al came down and sat on the couch.

"You know how I've claimed to be Verity Moir. Well I am. Proof." I pulled out an Ipod, the eight gig one I had before... He... gave it to me for my birthday. "This is mine, hers, whatever you want to call it." I turned it on and got into the Ipod. Password... 3336. This is my real password to my ipod, but you won't get a hold of it, and If you do, you are going to get powned by one angry Fullmetal Alchemist fangirl. I held it up. "Only she would know that and she didn't die, she had this thing called a Flame Pull." I went into high detail of the story of what we went through. When I finished, Ed was looking at me like a psycho.

"So, you have wings?" He asked, a non-believing tone, along with disbelief I had done an impersonation of our father. Without knowing. I nodded, taking my coat off. I let my wings stretch out and quiver a little. Ed reached out to touch one, but it shied away, something I wasn't letting anyone touch with out having an intimate relationship with me first. I pouted at him.

"No touchie." I stroked one of my wings, glaring at him. He laughed as he sat down. I put them away and put my coat back on.

"So, He's kinda... a hard topic to talk about?" My mom asked me. I nodded.

"He's going through some tough emotions right now... He's so depressed."

Dark

I sighed, looking at my feet, tapping the shoes toghther, trying to work some magic to get through to her. Come on... get through to her. I sighed as I covered my hnads over my face and cried.

"Shinji...' I murmured.

Shinji

I sighed, reading Kamichama Karin volume 7. I hadn't read it since I left. Ed was busing himself by drawing someone.

"Hey, do you draw manga?" He asked me. I put the manga down.

"Yeah." I looked at him. "Why?"

"The art in the drawers is quite amateur..." That ticked me off.

"AMATEUR! WELL I'VE BEEN AROUND MANGA AND ANIME FOR A LONG TIME BUDDY! DON'T GO AROUND CALLING YOUR 'NEE-CHAN' AN AMATEUR!" I shouted, getting up and going over him, my right hand sparking with magic. "AND I KNOW SOME ALCHEMY THAT I'M NOT AFRAID TO USE!" I glared at him, placing my hand on the living room floor and burnt the start of a circle in the floor with magic. He paled.

"SOOOOORRRRRRRRYYYYYY!" He shouted, throwing his hands up in surrender. I smirked.

"That's better. Gimme a page." I held my hand out. He held a piece of paper out and I automatically started to draw, sketching out Dark, Krad and Autumn. Krad and Autumn were holding hands and Dark looked lonely. He looked at the page as the three starting to get detailed.

"Hey, are those Dark and Krad?" He asked. "From DNAngel?"

"No shit, YES. Kaito Dark and his Hunter, Krad." I glared. He sweat dropped.

"Pretty good."
"The drawings in the drawer are OLD." I finished drawing Autumn. I sighed. "Where do I sleep?"

He handed a plush Ed and Roy to me. "Bottom bunk. And Happy Birthday. The room you woke up in. My room."

I blushed.

There we go. Chapter two.