Chapter 3

The Man of Many Questions

[Trisha POV]

The first thing I really remembered in the morning was Edward blushing really heavily. 'Shit... What'd I do now?' My best idea was to deliberately ignore it and take him downstairs for some food.

I walked out of the bathroom, and grabbed my head a little, I had a little bit of a migraine. I yanked at my hair and tried to muster my best smile. I didn't want him to think I was even weirder than I had made myself seem. "So... Who exactly ARE you?" I turned around and let go of my hair, fake smiling as best I could. The sun was shining through my blinds pretty heavily now.

"What's it to ya?" He asked me, stepping out of the bathroom. He seemed to notice my mood change. His blush had faded and I looked at him, a vein on my head pulsing.

I sighed, over exaggerating my annoyance at what he said to me. He grinned, seeming to get my point. "No, please answer the question. You do know that you could have died last night? I saved you from the rubble of something important to me, so I don't want to hear it mr." He seemed to hit a rough point there, like he was about to tell me who he was after he heard he could have died, but then he got smug and decided to try and make me explode.

"So? Couldn't you have just left me there? Now I have no idea how to get home and it's all your fault." I swear that kid. He was going to die.

But I decided to play it out cool, and try to earn his respect. "Well I'm so sorry for saving you. If you need, I'll help you find home, But I do not believe that you live anywhere near by, because no one wears those clothes anywhere." I pointed to the clothes that were now in the boy's hands. A bit of shock crossed his face for a half a second.

"Wait, where AM I exactly?" He looked at me and took a step forward, eager was written all over his face.

I gave him a smug look, trying to cover up the small bit of pain I was being delivered from the tunnel vision I was developing. 'Damnit this migraine was going to be worse than I thought!' "Well I'll tell you that once you tell me who you are. For now we should eat." I grabbed his hand and unlocked the door with my free hand. He tried to pull away, but I took a big amount of effort in holding on. I was not sure that I would be able to walk straight with this tunnel vision, and I was not a big fan of falling down two flights of stairs so I needed his arm for stability.

I pulled him out of the room quickly and walked down the hall to the stairs. He was not happy with me. "Let go you hag!" He finally yanked his hand out of mine. By now we were at the stairs (which might I add had no handrails) and everything around me but what I was directly looking at was black.

"Shut up, kid!" I yelled at him. That seemed to clear a bit of my vision up. I'm not sure why but it did. I turned and blocked out the next few curses he shouted at me.

I headed down the stairs while I could still see. "You know, my house is pretty big so I think you should stop trying to think of a come back and start moving!" I called to him one his curses, while racing down the stairs. I sighed when I had made it to the main level. He soon followed and I walked him to the kitchen.

"Sit here, kid" I pointed to my father's spot at the table. I walked to my medicine cabinet and grabbed 600 mg of Advil. I grabbed two glass cups and noticed that he had not yet sat down. He didn't get mad at my 'kid' comment this time. "You okay?" I looked behind me to see that he was staring at my tv. Yeah, it was pretty big. Taller than him by at least a foot. "Yeah I know it's kinda big. I'm pretty rich if you haven't noticed." I chuckled a bit and he looked at me like I was totally insane.

"What IS that?" He pointed to my t.v. like it was some alien from another world. His mouth was wide open, and mine soon followed. 'He was kidding, Right? Everyone knew what a t.v. was.. I just thought he was gawking at how big it was!' I thought to myself.

I set down the cups and grabbed my filtered water out of the refrigerator. "And that!" He pointed to my refrigerator. He walked over to it and touched it, flinching at it's coldness. I seriously was considering that he was an alien. While I poured myself and the kid water, he went around looking at my microwave and oven. I giggled half of the time, only receiving some angered looks from him.

I took my medicine and put the water away, handing him the glass of water. He accepted it and I smiled. "You really don't know what any of these things are?" He looked at me like i was crazy.

"And you're telling me you DO? I mean.." He looked at the oven, "I think that may be an oven, but it's somewhat different..." I cracked up.

"For some reason you seem like you aren't even from Earth! What with all of these weird clothes and no knowledge of anything whatsoever!" I closed my eyes wiping a tear that had formed when i was laughing at him. I figured that he would just laugh with me.. but he never did. I opened one eye and saw that this kid was dead serious about something. "Wait... Don't tell me.. You're an alien?"

[Ed POV]

A what? What was an alien? Edward was very confused. These things that surrounded him... This was not home. It was some unreal place called 'Earth'. He asked her, "You mean you don't know where Amestris is?" He furrowed his brow and she looked at him, she seemed to be thinking about something.

"Wait..." She finally said after sitting at the very large table which Ed had followed her to. "You mean that place in that one t.v. show? With that kid named Edo or something of the sort?" She confused him even more. What was t.v.? How did she know his name?

"How do you know my name?" He asked her. She was in the middle of taking a sip of water and once he said that her water was no longer in her mouth, but all over the shiny white table.

"You're ED? you mean THEEdward Elric?" She closed her eyes for a moment, as if remembering something. "So that's why you were wearing those clothes.. And the metal arm. How could I not remember? I must have been totally absent minded last night to not notice! I mean.. You look older, and i haven't seen you since 2007 but.. Woah." She was insane! Not only did she know his full name, but it seemed she knew about his arm and something about seeing him in a very futuristic date.

"You are crazy!" He stood up and backed away from her. "You are a stalker! How did you know all that?" I pointed at her and just kept walking backwards until I hit the white wall behind me. "You are a crazy stalker hag!"

She seemed to pick her next words carefully, Ed noted, as she took a deep breath. "You're so tall." Ed didn't realize it now, but she was using his only weakness against him to calm him down. She smiled evilly at him seeing it work as Ed relaxed his shoulders and came down from his tippy toes.

"Really?" He smiled, then frowned. "Wait, you're shorter than me!" He took great pride in this because everyone in Germany had been taller than him, all the girls, even Noah. Even a 6 cm. height difference was enough for Ed to be happy. This girl was at least 12 to 15 cm. shorter!

"Yeah?" She looked at him like it was a stupid thing to point out. "Everyone here is around my height, girl wise. The guys are all at least 5 foot 5, which you are easily." He now relaxed his shoulders feeling a little more comfortable. She looked happy, like she had accomplished a great task.

"So tell me, what are these 'feet' You speak of? Are they like the feet on the bottom of my legs? And what's a centimeter?" Ed was confused, as he had not yet heard of any way to measure but the metric way. She laughed at me.

"If you sit down I'll tell you all about it. Come sit and relax while I make us some Eggs and waffles. You seem really hungry." Almost as if it was on cue, His stomach rumbled.

"That sounds good." He was still tense, but he let himself lower his guard a bit, taking a seat once more.

Within ten minutes the girl had made him and herself 4 eggs to share and six of these 'waffle' things. She explained to him that they were made of a dough-like mixture, and that when you put them in a toaster they would be cooked and warmed. They were in the shape of a circle and she explained that the 'brand name' of the food was Eggo. She told him that a brand name was a label on food to tell someone who made it, and that a toaster was like an oven, but smaller. It cooked smaller things, basically.

She had grabbed herself some milk, and was asking Ed what he wanted.

"So Ed, do you want Apple or Orange Juice?" He answered with apple, considering he liked to eat apples, and only after she set the food and drink in front of him did he realize that she didn't ask him if he wanted milk. 'Hmm. She didn't call me short yet, in fact, she called me tall, and she didn't even offer me milk...' He let it go, shaking his head, and she began to tell him about the things in her house that seemed to be way too large for just herself to live in. Not even a small family could live in here without way too much extra room. She told him that the refrigerator would keep things cold, and that the microwave would heat things up. Also, The oven was still an oven as he had suspected.

"So do you live here by yourself?" Ed asked her. She shook her head. A light blush touched her cheeks for a moment, as if she was remembering something sweet and special.

"I live here with my mom, Amy," She took a breath in, "And my older brother Damien." Ahh. Edward understood. She liked her brother. She knew that face she had when saying his name anywhere. That's how Rose had looked when she got the crazy idea from Dante that I loved her or something.

"But even still," Edward tried to ignore the fact that he was slightly annoyed at the way she acted, "This house is much too big for just three people, is it not?" Ed questioned.

"Well, We are rich, so we could afford the house, but my dad used to live here as well with his younger sister." A solemn look flashed across her face for a moment. She looked like she was holding back tears. "It was the five of us..."

"What happened to them?" Edward face palmed, his ponytail swung back. How could he ask such an obviously stupid and touchy question?

"my Aunt left after she heard the news, about my father and the plane, and soon our house was just filled with three people." Oh.

"I'm-" Ed began.

"No need to say it," She smiled at him, standing up. She picked up the plates that were now empty, and the cups, and took them to the sink. The sun shone through the open window on her hair. It looked like it had been through hell. Almost like it hadn't been washed in a day or two... "I'm pretty sick of the apologies. It's almost like lying to the person you're apologizing to, because they could not possibly be sorry for something that they didn't do. They can't apologize for anything... When they don't know how it feels." She looked at Edward, recognition crossing her face. She knew something he didn't, and she didn't seem like it made her happy. "But then again... I think you DO have the right to apologize, at least half way, I guess." What was she talking about? He wondered. Could she know about that too? "You have gone through the same thing as me, I guess. I'm sorry, Edward." Ed got a sinking feeling in his stomach.

A/N

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