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Disclaimer: I do not in anyway own Ouran High School Host Club or Fullmetal Alchemist (though I wish I did)

Collisions

By StarNight888

"Know the plan?" Ed murmured.

"Yep," Al replied quietly.

These were the words that the Elric brothers said to each other before heading off to their own classes. They were going to figure out what was happening in the Host Club and no one was going to stop them.

Al, eventually remembering the path that led to his first class, made it to his seat a few minutes before the bell. The brunet looked around, wondering who he could ask about Haruhi without looking stupid. His silent wishes were granted with a light tap on the shoulder.

"Hey."

Alphonse turned in his seat to the right to look at who had spoken. It was a boy with shaggy black hair that shimmered a little at the tips and bright green eyes, smiling a smile that reminded Al of the Cheshire Cat.

"Your name's Al right? I'm Hayato, welcome to Ouran," the boy said while brushing his bangs from his eyes. Al noticed the tips were actually dyed a dark purple that blended smoothly into his hair.

"Hi," Alphonse greeted with a small grin. There was a moment of awkward silence, well if you could call the continual chatter of the classroom silence. Hayato tried to break it first.

"So, how's your first days treating you?" he questioned. Suddenly, Al got an idea.

"Fine, I guess. It's an interesting school," Al began. "I've already heard some strange rumors." His eyes searched the room until Haruhi came into his view, attempting to read while having the twins speaking surround sound around her. "One's about that guy…um, Haruhi," the brunt said, pretending to forget the name and pointing in Haruhi's direction. "I heard he's really a girl." Hayato made a funny noise. Al turned to see him trying not to laugh through one hand, which wasn't working for him since the occasional snicker got out.

"Dude, that's one heck of a rumor," Hayato commented through his hand. "I mean, sure he's not exactly a macho guy, but that doesn't mean he's a girl." Al shrugged and make what he hoped was a slightly embarrassed face as the teacher called for order. Although, his mind wasn't on the lesson.

So people really think she's a he, Alphonse thought. Just wait until brother hears about this…

Edward sauntered into his own classroom a little ways before Al (mainly due to him remembering where it was). Sitting down and taking out his books as routine, his golden eyes peered from beneath unruly bangs as he tried to get a closer look at his classmates.

"So you are in my class!" cheered a voice that sounded too much like his own. Ed's hand clenched his pencil and he tried not to break it at the sound of utter idioticy in that voice. I thought he was in my class, Ed thought ruefully as he turned around.

Nobody other then Tamaki Suoh strutted over to his seat. The teen towered over Edward and his violet eyes started at him. He seemed to be…inspecting Ed. He was about to ask why when the blond suddenly clapped his hand together with a stupid grin.

"Yes! He's indeed perfect Kyoya!" Tamaki exclaimed to the boy with glasses whom Edward recognized from yesterday. "The long hair, the unusual eye color, the stand-offish appearance, the contradicting smal—"

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A BEAN SIZED ANT THAT COULD BE SMASHED BY A MICROBE!?!?!?" Ed roared before the Suoh could even finish the forbidden "s" word. Tamaki cowered a little, no a lot, at the sudden outburst and the rest of the class turned to them to stare. Edward scoffed before gifting a burning golden glare that was returned with nervous glances before everyone went back to their own conversations.

The "king" of the Host Club had retreated behind Kyoya and was peeking over his shoulder. Kyoya on the other hand seemed to be the only one unfazed by Ed's rant.

"Mommy, Edward yelled at me. Why'd he yell at me?" Tamaki whimpered into Kyoya's ear.

"It's my impression that you got on his nerves," the black haired teen replied with a slightly annoyed look at the blond. Ed was about to retort, but the teacher interrupted, calling everyone to their seats. With one final glare (which, Ed noted with satisfaction, made Tamaki shrink a little farther behind Kyoya) Edward sand back into his desk. It was going to be a long day.

It did indeed seem a long day, for both Ed and Al. Ed because of a certain annoying someone following and bothering him the entire day, so much that he wasn't able to shake him off to discuss any findings with Al during lunch. It was ages for Al since he had asked some of his other classmates about the "rumor" and had gotten the same answers. He was practically dying to tell Edward. Finally, the last bell rang and Alphonse disappeared into the hallways to find his sibling.

Al was walking in one of the outside hallways that circled one of the many courtyards, looking at the few remaining stragglers for the familiar blond hair of Ed. He eventually caught sight of his brother on the other side of the square (which was very far away do to the large size of it) being followed by another blond who Al dubbed Tamaki. Making his way steadily toward them, Alphonse began to hear their, well Tamaki's, loud conversation.

"…I'm sure the ladies will love you…"

"…"

"…you will get lots of privileges as a Host member…"

"…"

"…the field trips are amazing and…"

"…"

Al started to worry, for he knew his brother, and if Tamaki didn't stop soon…

Yep. Ed snapped.

"Will you just SHUT THE HELL UP!" Edward shouted. Tamaki halted in his speech to be met with a rather nasty surprise. Ed had turned around in his fury and punched Tamaki smack dab in the side of his face, with his right hand. A few people gasped and the second year was gingerly touching his soon to be bruised cheek while on the ground, staring at Edward in a sort of shock. Al was now running over to the scene, and he saw his brother's face flicker in shock himself, as if he couldn't believe he'd just done that. It didn't last though as it soon set back onto anger. Grabbing his bag and not looking at Tamaki, Ed dashed off past Al.

"Brother!" he called after Edward, turning around and now chasing after him. Ed didn't respond, but instead kept running. When Alphose finally caught up to him, his sibling was at the back of the school sitting on an old bench.

"Damn idiot…the finger joint got jammed…" Ed muttered angrily. Al plopped himself down on the bench, trying to catch his breath from the chase. Ed was messing with the ring finger of his right, prosthetic, arm. The metal clinked softly as the blond tried to dislodge the joint, the sleeve he used to make his arm look flesh and bone hanging off the side of his leg. Al sighed, faintly recalling the incident in which Ed had lost his limbs.

When the brothers were younger, they were driving with their mother when they were caught in a horrible car accident. Ed's right arm and left leg had been crushed and almost severed, forcing the doctors later on to amputate both. Al had gotten better off with a few broken bones and a concussion, but also suffered slight memory loss, unable to remember the accident or certain things like where they lived or what happened a year before. Edward had been reduced to a sort of traumatized state, blank, listless, and not talking. Waking up to find an arm and leg gone plus a brother with memory loss can do that to a 10-year-old. Although, after some time, reuniting with his mother, and a serious chewing out done courtesy of Roy, his eyes lit up again and he was turned into the headstrong teen he is today. Soon their father had personally made prosthetics for Ed and Al was slowly recovering is memory bit by bit.

Click! Al glanced over to see that Ed had fixed his finger and was slipping the sleeve back on.

"You know, you shouldn't have punched him…" Al started.

"It I hadn't that stupid excuse for a leader would have rambled on until the end of time," Edward retorted, flexing his fingers. Alphonse sighed, and began to tell Ed about his findings. What was he going to do with his brother?

"That's it then," Ed finalized. "Tomorrow we are going to the Host Club and getting some answers."

"What?"

Edward was sitting in the headmaster's office, staring dumbfounded at the headmaster himself, Yuzuru Suoh. "You heard me correctly Mr. Elric," the headmaster said with an unusually (for him anyway) steely expression. "I will not tolerate violence in my school. I've heard that you have an extreme disliking of the Host Club, so I've concluded that your punishment…"

Don't say it, Ed thought pleadingly.

"…will be helping the Host Club in its everyday activities three days after school every week."

End.

Oh no, Ed has to join the Host Club, his worst nightmare! XD Sory Edward, but it's fun to torture you sometimes....

Ed:...*glare*

*winces* Any way, thank you for reading chapter 3 of my FanFic! I shall try to update quicker if I can, but be warned that I have the most hectic schedule (for example, I stil have to write a paper, find family pictures, eat, study......). It took me a while to think of a back story for Ed and Al. Can any of you find the parts that were crafted from the anime/movie/manga? Then I got to add in an infamous Ed rant!! :D Those are so fun to think of. Thanks again for being patient and I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Adios!

~StarNight888