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"Edward you don't have to-" Mustang began but was interrupted by the small blond.

"I'm sorry, alright, I shouldn't have said that, just…don't send me to teacher's…please." Remorse steeped through his every word.

Mustang couldn't believe what he was hearing, Edward Eric the stubborn fiery brat actually apologizing to him. If it weren't for their current displacement, he laughs…or uses it as blackmail material. But why wouldn't he want to go to his teachers…the kid couldn't stand him.

"Why-" Mustang began again but was once again cut off.

"The memories." That was all Ed said and all Roy needed to know….but he had to call Ed's teacher again…..great calling her the first time was bad enough. She yelled and threatened him about Ed for a full thirty minutes before he got half a word in. as tough as the woman was normally, as a mother hen…she was worse…so Ed better do it!

"Ed, why don't you call her instead?"

"Why?"

"She likes you better, at least she won't yell at you."

"What world are you living in, hell she'll yell at me more!"

The bickering blond and raven went on and on, neither wanted to face the wrath of Izumi, both using the most elaborate excuses. Even if she was over three hundred miles away, they feared her reaction of not taking Ed back to his second home, when the phone rang. Unfortunately Ed had to answer it as Mustang somehow got out of the room when it started ringing….well he was in the room next door.

"Hi….."

"Ed, you better pack your things, you're coming to live with me, and I hope that dog told you!"

"Teacher…..there's been a change of plans…."

"WHAT DID THAT BASTARD BRIBE YOU WITH!"

Owww, his ears hurt, no wonder Mustang didn't want to answer the phone, and Ed was surprised that the bastard wasn't blind and deaf. After three hours of him pleading in every possible way, she agreed with the condition of her coming to visit one weekend a month. Why did that make him feel like he was with divorced parents, Mustang…and teacher together, not if she kills him first.

And so the long awkward silence began, neither knew what to say, well at least from Mustang's perspective the brat wasn't as depressed. But what to do? Well then Mustang did something that may have damaged his health more, but for a very good cause!

"Shrimp."

"…"

"Midget."

"…."

"The tiniest brat known to mankind, smaller than an atom of a membrane of a cell."

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT AN ATOM WILL BE TALLER THAN HIM WHEN IT'S CREATED!" Ed screeched and pouted, why was the bastard calling him small anyways, he thought that he was staying here to get better, not worse.

Now he knew where Ed got his screaming tendencies from, well hopefully living with the brat won't make him deaf. If he was blind and deaf, he be a vegetable…..now to tame the tiny headache so he can look ahead. Not move one since it can never happen, he'd know, Hughes' death taught him that.

Elsewhere at the site of where father died, a heart was thumping in its raw glory absorbing what energy it could get. It wasn't the remains of father nor was it a sin, it was much more gruesome as the surrounding plants withered away under its aura, the blood it bled was not human red or even the undead blue, but a rich dark black.

So black that it makes even the darkest of human creations seem white, the sun unknowing fed it as it gathered strength. It was in father for too long, that energy held it back, but now that it was free. It didn't seek sacrifices, nor to rule mankind. But its objections can only bring horror of unstoppable amount to mankind.

It wanted the control of who set it free, the one that freed him from father, Edward Eric. The vessel of the mortal will allow it to accomplish the goal it set so long ago. It was neither a divine creation nor a devil's invention. No, neither would suit it; it was something that they both forgot when the world was created, or when it created the world.

It was the lone spirit that wondered in the darkness since time's beginning, when it stop wondering and started to drift between conscious and the dream. Good and evil was created and all that came with it, but it was dismissed by both whom though that they were all powerful. Then locked away for thousands of decades, none of the gate child was strong enough to take him out, until he came along, in exchange of its unlimited power it freed it, but constrained it for centuries to come.

But now that it was free, it will reverse the curse of time, the universe was never meant to be, the world wasn't meant to be and certainly mortals weren't meant to be. And the one with a heart that was desperate for so much would suit its needs, the boy didn't know; when he was released the death of his brother was engraved.

The boy, it needed the boy…..

Author's note: My first cliffy, well Ed's getting better….but now it came into play, you may wonder what it is. The it in this story is sort of the whole start of the universe, the universe and all in it are unintentional since they were only created since it shifted its movement. You can think of the philosophical theory the first cause personified. So review! ^.^