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Chapter 4: Edward or Edina-chan?

Evidently, Scar wasn't a big talker and Usagi had to find this out the hard way. She tried to strike up a conversation the night before, but each time she asked a question or prompted an answer, he shut her down with one word. He really loved one word replies and rarely spoke a proper sentence.

In the morning, Usagi thought he might be a bit spunkier, dare she say, but no such luck. However, when she asked about the nearest city he offered information on a place called Central. Scar said it was a couple of miles away and that he was traveling there. When she asked if she could go with him, he didn't respond. Taking this as a sign that he didn't disagree, Usagi promptly followed him when he left the camp site.

Personally, Usagi was having a rather fun time. Well, except for her feet. She didn't think Scar had noticed her bare feet yet, but that was besides the point. She had never been able to talk so freely and so much without someone telling her to shut up. Scar couldn't tell her to shut up because that would break his ''use only one word" rule. Plus, even if he did do that it wouldn't stop her from talking. She was in the middle of nowhere and was bored. For heavens sake, what else was she supposed to do?

"You know," Usagi mentioned, "you should do something with your wardrobe. It's so, so, so...bleak! Add some color or-" Before she could go on she tripped over a rock. "Ow," she screeched. "Stupid rock!"

Getting back up, she noticed that Scar had not stopped walking rapidly. "Hey, wait," she screamed, but Scar remained unaffected and continued walking. In a huff of anger she ran up to his side and put her finger in front of his face. "Do you even know I'm here? Huh?"

Scar stared ahead at the landscape ignoring Usagi's rantings. "Hey, I'm talking to you! What could be possibly interesting enough to stare at out-oh." Eyes wide, Usagi saw her first glimpse of Central. "Finally," she exclaimed. "What didn't you tell me?" Looking up expectantly she received no answer, but she could have sworn his eyebrow twitched.

They just entered the market area and Usagi was completely mystified by the human interaction that she almost fainted. After all, being with Scar didn't really constitute as being with someone. It was more like hanging out with a walking stone wall.

Usagi was so dazzled that she missed the fact that Scar was no longer there. That is until she looked behind herself. "Scar," she called. He didn't answer.

Franticly she searched through the crowd, but she couldn't find him. Great! There went the only person she knew. Maybe he'd come back, she thought, weakly. It was possible.

Defeated, Usagi walked off to the side of the market, next to an outdoor cafe.

"Can I help, you," asked, what she assumed was, the owner.

She instantly replied while waving her hands in the air, "Oh, no. I'm afraid I don't have any money."

"That's okay," the man said. "A pretty lady like yourself don't need to pay. What about a lemonade?"

Caught off guard, a small blush spread across her cheeks. "Thank you," she squeaked.

The man walked over to a little stand and swished out a glass. As he was doing this, Usagi found the closest seat, sat down and watched people pass by.

Busy watching these people, she didn't notice the owner sitting next to her until he placed the lemonade in front of her. Surprised at being caught unaware she said, "Thanks," once again.

He politely smiled and said, "Welcome," when his eyes quickly darted over to the circular crowd forming in the market.

"What's going on," Usagi asked, curiously.

"It's another one of those alchemists," he answered gruffly, crossing his arms.

"Alchemist," she questioned, her head tilted.

The dark shadow that covered the owner's eyes upon the mention of "those alchemists" lifted. "Yeah. The state alchemists, the military's dog," he elaborated. "People have been really iffy these days. Everything that's gone wrong is being blamed on them. Even those earthquakes from yesterday."

Alarmed, Usagi sat up straight in her chair. "Earthquake?!"

"Yeah," he said, nodding. "Even-" but he was cut off by a loud yell.

"Go back where you belong, dog," sneered someone from the ever growing crowd.

A few cheers erupted from the crowd. Some even threw stones at the red coated girl.

"Yeah! I thought you're supposed to serve the people. So where were you yesterday," someone screamed.

Eyes narrowing, Usagi stiffly stood up and marched through the crowd to the blond haired girl. The girl's back faced Usagi so she gently grabbed onto her shoulder.

"How dare you," Usagi yelled defiantly. "Attack an innocent person? What's wrong with you people?!" Some of the attackers appeared abashed. "Besides, she's only a girl!"

Her audience giggled and the girl Usagi was currently holding onto started shaking. Frowning, Usagi had no idea what was so funny. "It's okay," she soothed the girl. "They won't hurt you."

Suddenly, the girl turned to face Usagi with blazing gold eyes. "Girl," she spat, furious.

Very confused of what the problem was, Usagi replied, "Yeah?"

Glaring at her, the girl clenched her fist. One of the people that had previously shrieked in laughter commented, "She's not a girl. She's a boy!"

Usagi's mouth dropped open and she instantly turned red. "Oh."

"Tch. Nevermind," said a man, shaking his head, snickering. "You've taken all the fun out of it." Then he turned away and the crowd followed his lead and dispersed.

Studying her oh so fascinating feet, Usagi mumbled an apology. "Sorry about, well, you know."

For a second the newly deemed boy looked like he was about to retort, but instead just sighed and scratched his head. With one eye cracked open and a mischievous grin he said, "Name's Edward."

With a similar grin, she replied, "Usagi. Nice to meet you, Edina-chan!"