Summary: DBZ/FMA X-over. Sequel to my Alchemy and Saiyans fic. Chi-Chi decides to have Gohan learn alchemy, so she sends him to Amestris.

Disclaimer: Standard issue.

Chapter countdown: Last Chapter!

"Speaking" Thoughts (Me to you) "Telephone or other such communication device"

Last time:

"Your wishes have been granted," Rasshuyen rumbled. "Fare thee well."

The dragon glowed bright blue and seemed to explode into six streaks of light. A six-inch-diameter stone fell into Ed's hand. He blinked at it, then turned to Al and realized something.

His hair was down to his butt.

Al pulled some over his shoulder. "Whups."

"We'll get it cut later," Ed said.

Al fingered the lock of hair. "I think I like it like this, actually."

Chapter 24Back to Normal

After Al changed into a spare set of Ed's clothes, the entire group trooped over to the Rockbell house.

Ed knocked and waited a bit.

Pinako opened the door and stared at them. "…Ed? Al?" She smiled. "So you managed it, did you?" She let them in, then called up the stairs. "Winry! We've got guests!"

"Coming!" There were a few clangs and some thumps as Winry came down the stairs. She stopped in front of Ed and Al. "Hey, Ed!"

The blond State Alchemist grinned. "Hey, Winry!" He looked at Al, who waved.

"Hi, Winry," he said.

Winry's eyes bugged out. "A—A—A—Al?!" She squealed and tackled the both of them. "You did it! You did it! You're back to normal!"

Ed winced from his spot on the floor. "Actually, Winry, Al's back to normal. I'm not." She looked at him, puzzled. He held up his right arm. "I still have my automail. Which, by the way, I need you to remove. Ports too."

Winry stared at him as if he'd grown another head. "What? Why?"

Bulma held up a small bean. "So that we can get Ed back to normal, too," she explained.

Winry gave her a You've-Got-To-Be-Kidding-Me Look, but as Bulma was the master of Looks, she wasn't affected. "A bean? A bean is going to give Ed back his arm and leg?"

The blue-haired genius chuckled. "Not quite. This magic bean is going to grow Ed a new arm and leg—but we've got to get the automail ports off him first."

Winry turned to Ed, whom she was still lying on. "Are you sure these people are sane?" she asked him.

He chuckled. "Well, they were right about the Dragonballs, weren't they?"

Winry gave him a shrewd look. "Oh, is that why the sky when dark at noon?"

Ed grinned. "Yup."

Winry blinked, not having expected that. "Oh." She got up off him. He followed. "So, are you sure you want to do this?" she asked seriously.

"Yes," the blond State Alchemist replied just as seriously.

The teenage mechanic nodded and dragged him out of the room.

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A little while later found Al (he'd found a hair tie and pulled his hair back into a ponytail) sitting against the wall across from the room where Ed's automail ports were being removed.

Gohan came up next to him and winced as Ed screamed again.

Al shrugged, his knees pulled up to his chin. "Nii-san doesn't believe in anesthetics."

"Ah." The teen demi-Saiyan sat down.

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A few hours after that, Winry emerged from the room containing a now-quiet Ed, covered in blood. "Okay, the ports are out. You can feed him the 'magic bean' thing now," she informed Al and Gohan.

The latter stood up and entered the room, shutting the door behind him. Winry left to clean up. Al continued sitting there, watching the door.

About ten minutes later, Gohan came back out and smiled at Al. "You can go in now. He's sleeping."

Al smiled distractedly back and walked into the room where his brother lay. He had natural arms and legs, now. The scars he'd gotten from the automail surgery remained, though, seemingly as a reminder of what they'd gone through. Ed's face was peaceful.

Al sat by him and took his hand.

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An hour later, the DBZ crew plus Winry and Pinako were fidgeting in the kitchen when they heard slow, limping footsteps on the stairs. Everyone looked up.

Ed stood in the doorway, wearing a tank top and boxers—what he'd slept in—and leaning heavily on Al. Both were grinning happily.

Ed waved the hand that wasn't around Al's shoulders—his right hand—and said, "Hey, everyone, why the long faces?"

Winry squealed and tackled him. (IWA: Again. Seems to be happening a lot, doesn't it?)

Ed walked around the room a few times, testing out his new leg.

Pinako took a puff on her pipe. "Hmph. I wonder where we're going to get money now, since our main cash cow doesn't need us anymore."

Ed grinned at her. "Simple. Winry's the best mechanic I've ever met. I'm gonna tell anyone who needs automail to come here!"

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IWA: And the story is finished! Don't worry, though, there will be an epilogue! (does happy dance) Ed got his limbs back! Yay! (cheers)