Resonance

Pairing: None- Ed/OC friendship

Setting: Modern Times, AU

Warning/Disclaimer: I don't own FMA...and T for slight language

[Edan]

Lynelle drove us to a restaurant called Tim Horton's where we sat down at a booth with hot drinks and sandwiches. She pulled a device out of her backpack (that I learned was called a tablet) and began tapping on it.

"This is Edward Elric," She finally said, turning the device towards me. "He's from an anime and manga series called Fullmetal Alchemist."

I looked at the device- trying my best to keep the look of shock and disbelief off my face. "He really does look a lot like me."

"Now you see why I freaked out a bit!" She laughed, turning the device back to her. "Seriously, if you had blond hair you guys would be twins."

I mauled over the information she just showed me for a bit before asking: "What is this anime and manga thing you say he's from?"

Lynelle replied that was Japanese anime (emphasis on anime and nothing like a cartoon) while manga was the comic book form of the anime. She explained that there were many different genres each having its big series within it.

"Interesting," I muttered, leaning on the table to look at a few more pictures she had brought up on her tablet. "I'll have to look into it."

"Yeah," She replied. "You might find a show you like. It's not for everyone, but there are a lot of good series out there…"

I looked up at her curiously, wondering why she trailed off. "What is it?"

I followed her gaze and realized that the sleeve of my right arm was pushed up a bit, exposing a small part of my automail. I quickly yanked the sleeve over my wrist, shifting back into the plush boot seat.

What do I do? I thought, trying to think of an escape plan of the spot. Usually, it wouldn't matter if someone so my metal prosthetics, but in this world it was not the norm. Actually, I don't think metal prosthetics like mine exist in this world from what I observed.

"Edan…" She started off slowly. She brought her gaze up to meet mine- trying to pick her words carefully. Her voice dropped to a whisper as she said: "Your arm is metal, isn't it?"

I nodded slowly, my body ready to bolt out if she starting freaking out. However, that reaction never came. I watched as she leaned back in her chair, staring in my direction, but not exactly at me. I couldn't tell what she was thinking, and I didn't really know if I wanted to know. "Lynelle, you okay?"

"Other than the fact that my brain just exploded, I think I'm fine," She replied with a shaky voice. She glanced down at her tablet before looking at me. "The hell is happening right now?"

"Well…I think you just met your favorite character," I replied, trying to make light of an increasingly awkward conversation.

She stared at me for a moment before a smile crept on her face. "Oh good God, this is freaking weird…"

[Lynelle]

I really have no clue what the heck is going on at this point in my life. At first, I'm cruising through high school- being a normal teenager- and then BAM! In walks freaking Edward Elric- and not just some random cosplayer, the real deal. Honestly, I'm confused and at the same time ridiculously giddy, but I'm trying to hide it, I don't want to come off as some fangirl (though I am one). I want to actually get to know him for him- not just the character I see on TV on the weekends.

After having my mind blown in Tim Horton's, I drove him around the small suburban town. The mall, school, and other shopping venues were all in walking distance from his apartment so he didn't have much of a hike to go anywhere. We stopped by the grocery store before going to his apartment. He lived on the top floor of the five floored apartment building.

"Where did you get the money to get this?' I questioned as I carried the heavy bags up the stairs. As soon as the question left my lips I realized how rude that must of sounded, I mean I've literally only known him for a day. "I'm sorry, that was rude. You don't have to answer that."

Ed pulled his keys out of his pocket, before answering with a sigh: "It's fine…when I got here I had money in my wallet and was told by the landlord to exchange it in in order to purchase the apartment. Apparently my cash looked a lot like German money so it was exchanged pretty fast."

Pushing open the door, we walked into a furnished apartment. For what he needed and the relatively cheap price it was a nice apartment. I wanted to ask how he was able to get the landlord to let him rent it, but I decided not to ask questions.

"You don't have to do that," Ed said, as I began putting the groceries away.

"It's fine," I replied. "It's no big deal."

We put the groceries away in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence, but we both were lost in thought. He explained that he was thrown here after trying to bring his brother, Alphonse, back after his fight with the humoculi. He didn't go into any more detail than that, but I didn't expect him to. I wanted him to know I could be his friend- his go to person. Everyone, even him, needed one. If he didn't want me to be, fine, but if he did I wouldn't mind.

"Hey Ed," I called out once I was finished putting away my part of the groceries. Once I got his attention I continued on to say: "I know we just met and all, but I just wanted to tell you that if you need something you can always ask me. I'm not saying that as some fangirl, I'm saying that as someone who wants to know you as you. If you don't want to be friends that's fine, I just…I don't know, I just don't want you to think I'm helping you because you're my favorite character."

Ed started at me for a moment, making my face flush, before a small half smile made its way to his face. "Thanks Lynelle…I appreciate that."

I smiled back, feeling my nervousness slip away. "No problem." I slipped my phone out of my back pocket when I felt it vibrate to check the message. "I need to go now, my mom has dinner ready." I slipped it back in my pocket as I walked towards the front door to put my sneakers back on. "You can come for dinner if you want, I'm sure my mom won't mind." I had a feeling he wasn't going to take the offer, but I felt bad not extending the offer. He had no one to fall back on. He used to have his brother to lean on, but now he was alone and in a place he knew nothing about.

"No thanks, I think I'll just make myself something," He replied.

"Alright, then I'll see you tomorrow then."

"See you."

[Ed]

Lynelle was too nice for her own good. She seemed to be one of those people that was extremely loyal to her friends and would do anything for them, and was slowly showing that attitude towards me. What I didn't understand was why. Why did she go to such lengths for someone she didn't know? Well. She did know me, but didn't know me as me- she knew what she read and watched. When she told me she wanted to be my friend and get to know me, as me I felt…strangely relieved. Only time would tell if she was true to her words or not.

With a sigh, I looked around my small one room apartment with stark white walls and a horrible view of the forest behind the complex. It felt so empty without Al to talk to- scolding me when I did something questionable.

"Brother you should do that homework that was assigned!" or "Brother you shouldn't have lied to that landlord like that. What if she eventually comes back and asks to see proof that you emancipated yourself?"

I enrolled in school as a cover up and to give myself something to do while I figure out how to get back home. I wasn't really expecting to get a bunch of homework (if you could really call it that- most of it was review for me). My next priority was getting a job to pay for rent- my cash was only going to go so far.

Maybe Lynelle can tell me where an ideal place to work is, I thought to myself as I moved around the kitchen to make myself something for dinner. I almost slammed my head into the counter after the thought went through my head. Damn it, I'm already relying on her…

With a sigh I started putting water in the easy mac I bought and popped it in the microwave. I still get it…how the hell am I a character of a book? That means hundreds- maybe even thousands- of people know my life story. I frowned, feeling queasy at the thought. Things just didn't add up. It shouldn't be possible that I came from a book and into another realm. If that was the case, then I wasn't real. All I am a character drawn on a page for others to examine and criticize. The thought of that made me feel weird and violated.

"I'm going to bed," I muttered to myself, abandoning my dinner and falling face first on the couch. I ignored that fact that I had homework and paper work to fill out and opted to fall asleep- deciding that escaping reality for a while would be a good way to keep my sanity.

[Author's Corner]

~I think I got this out in a pretty timely matter! And now Lynelle knows its really Ed!

~I hope I'm writing Ed in character. I've wrote him enough to the point where I should know how to, but there's always possibilities that I'm interpreting his character wrong.

~Well, anywho, have a good day!