Fullmetal Alchemist belongs to Hiromu Arakawa, not me. If it belonged to me... (evil laughter)


-I'd do anything-


He looked at his beloved one smiling sadly and running into the airship. He could swear his heart almost broke back then and he tried his best not to shout after him. But the little blond was already gone and he couldn't see him anymore. The other blonde in his arms struggled even harder and escaped from his grasp.

'Ed! Brother!' shouted the blond and ran into the airship after his sibling. The raven haired held his breath. Should he too…?


Roy sighed. It had already been two years since he had entered this world. However, he just simply couldn't get used to it. Obviously he had landed in some weird country, named Poland, and even now he could hardly understand what people were saying to him. Luckily for him, he had found someone that spoke his language. The person's name was Anna and she looked dangerously alike Winry. Also her father could speak their language. What he couldn't understand was that they called it 'Deutsch' or, how the locals called it, 'Niemiecki'. He soon was to leave this weird country with her and her family and stay at her father's country, German. Even though the locals were nice and tried their best to make him understand them, some part of them seemed awkward when he spoke in his language. He could only guess it was due to some bad experiences in the past. Really, this world was really all bruised from wars and bad memories. He sighed again. He hoped that nothing like that was happening back in his world.

Roy was packing his stuff into his small suitcase, when he heard a soft knock on his door.

'Przepraszam, Herr Mustang, kolacja gotowa' said an elder woman. From her sentence he understood most of the words, so he nodded his head and smiled politely. The woman smiled back and went downstairs. Only few seconds later Anna entered his room.

'Hey there, already packed?' she asked.

The girl was hardly eighteen years old and he felt so old just being around her, however he couldn't help treating her like a younger sister. Subconsciously he felt like he owed her that. Maybe it was because of the way he was forced to kill Winry's parents, maybe it was because she was the only thing in this world that reminded him of Edward.

'Yeah, I'd rather do it now than be late later.'

'Geez, I won't ever get used to you, you old womanizer!' she rolled her eyes and laughed. 'We still have got plenty of time! Now move your sorry ass or the supper will get cold!'

She laughed at him, poked her tongue out and ran downstairs. The raven haired smiled. Sometimes she reminded him of Ed too much… He felt something ache in his chest. It happened more and more often since he got into this world. When he was in Central he could take his mind off of things by working late or dating countless number of girls, but here he could do neither of it. Well, he was working, if you could call it chopping the wood, repairing various items and all the housework. About the girls… Anna was the only girl that understood him and the other girls in the village, even though they seemed to had fallen for him ages ago (he had to smirk remembering this), somehow they were too afraid to talk to him and if any of them was courageous enough, she was dragged away by her other friends or parents. This world was really weird…

He went downstairs and joined Anna and her parents at the table. He had been living with them since he had entered this world. He nodded his head in her father's, Hans', direction and next to her mother, Edyta. Hans was German and he could speak both German and Polish (which was the language of the country they were living in), as his daughter. However, Anna's mother could only speak Polish and Roy sometimes had real trouble trying to communicate with her. Hans said a prayer in the other language (the raven haired couldn't even understand a half of it) and they started eating. What he loved about his country was food. It was full of weird stuff that you could hardly say what it was made of, but the taste was like nothing from his world. He was sure he would miss it in Germany.

'Dobrze, a teraz wszyscy do łóżek!' said Edyta. 'Gute Nacht, Herr Mustang.'


Dictionary:

-Przepraszam (Polish) - Excuse me.

-Herr (German) - mister.

-Kolacja gotowa (Polish) - The supper is ready.

-Dobrze, a teraz wszyscy do łóżek! (Polisch) - Good, now everyone off to bed!

-Gute Nacht (German) - Good night.

(A.N. I presume that, since Edward, Alphonse and Hohenheim had no problem with communicating with other people in FMA – CoS, which had place in Germany, they do speak German. But since I don't speak German too well I'm just gonna make them speak English, just keep in mind that they do talk Deutsch, ok? x) Now let's get going! )