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The Ballet Alchemist- No, she didn't always live in Glory. She lived at her house (in the middle of nowhere, a very long way from Glory) until she stumbled across the city and met Sal.

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"That's alright. It'll come back." Teacher smiled warmly, and the girl's hazel eyes shifted from confusion to relief.

That is, until she looked at Al, where her eyes widened with explicit fear and she fell scooted across the bed, away from him, and fell off on the other side. Scoot, scoot, scoot, then she hit the wall.

"I won't hurt you. Don't worry about me," Al raised his arms like a sign of surrender. Her heart was beating so quickly it was painful. She'd always been small, and the sight of someone so... huge was more than she felt she could handle.

"You're going to need to take a nice warm bath and I'll clean up your wounds," Teacher knelt beside her, and Wrath peeked around her leg at Kairi.

"Hi," he said shyly.

She looked at him like he would attack at any second, but it only took a moment for her face to soften and a small smile crossed her dry, chapped lips. He smiled back. Ed sighed. No one spoke for three seconds before she turned to Teacher and whispered, "Where's the washroom?"

"Ed will show you," Teacher said his name sharply, signaling not to argue because it might've upset Kairi.

"Sure I will, Teacher!" He smiled wide, his arms cross, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Kairi looked offended, and Al laughed lightly, it echoing inside of his "body."

"You'll need clothes," Teacher announced, standing up, taking her arm so she'd have no choice but to stand up, too.

"I have clothes. In my bag." Kairi responded, confused again. Her facial expressions weren't at all subtle, but she hadn't needed them to be for a long while.

"I left it there. Ed will get it. It's by the pond."

"I'll come, too!" Al volunteered.

"Now go on, you two." Teacher ushered everyone out.

Kairi walked at a pace that was infuriating to Ed. How could someone walk as slow as an infant? Step, step, step.

Oh, look. We're an eight of the friggin' way there.

She was walking toe-to-heel, her arms out to keep her balance. "What's your name?"

"Huh? What?" Ed turned, three yards ahead of her down the hall.

"What. Is. Your. Name." She looked at him slowly, like he couldn't understand.

"Edward."

She giggled. "Eddie."

"No." His voice was sharp. "Ed."

"Well, fine." She growled, and her voice cracked on the word "fine."

"Look, just take your bath in there," He pointed at the door.

"Jeez, stop being so grouchy. I don't like you much either." She huffed dryly and walked inside, closing and locking the door behind her.

Ed ran his hand through his blond hair. What a strange girl! Her hair was practically white and she behaved like a child. Her teeth were way too white and she didn't remember anything useful. She'd called him Eddie! Eddie!

He walked outside, his hands in his pockets, and started to jog down the road, just in case her bath ended sooner than he got back and Teacher would snap at him for making her wait in the tub.

The pond was serene, and it made him feel a bit less agitated. What was with these people, turning up out of nowhere and at the worst time. What was with Teacher, taking everyone under her wing. She was too motherly.

His frustration returned, and he picked up the tattered backpack. Peeking inside, he noticed the clothes were in a strangely good condition in contrast with the backpack. They looked almost new!

What a wierd girl! The sooner she's gone, the better off we'll be.

Three Hours Later

Wrath heard the door of the washroom open, and she finally came out. Her white-blond hair was pin-straight now that it was brushed and all the dirt was washed out of it. She was wearing a pair of short black shorts and light blue sweatshirt, unzipped, over a black tanktop.

"Hi," he walked over to her. "Do you feel better?"

"A little bit," her hazel eyes were troubled. "I still don't remember much. I don't really like it here. I think I should leave."

"No, don't leave. I like you here." He said. They were nearly the same height (she'd always been short and thin, and her eating habits didn't help but any weight on her small body). He paused. "They said my name is Wrath."

"I'm Kairi. I like your name." She smiled at him.

"I don't like Ed that much," Wrath started to lead her down the hall. He'd decided she was the perfect candidate for a best friend. She didn't remember anything either, and she seemed a lot nicer than everyone except Teacher. "He's mean to me. He tried to attack me. He says I stole his arm and leg. But he has two arms and two legs. So I don't know why he's mad at me."

"Oh, okay," she laughed. He was much younger than her, but she liked his company a lot. She hadn't had much of it in so long. Ever since Sal. The thought of him made her realize she needed to stretch very badly. Her teeth felt clean for the first time in weeks (she'd borrowed somebody's toothbrush). She sat on the couch with Wrath and turned to him, listening to him talk.

"Al's okay, though. He's not mean, but he's not too nice either. He agrees with everyone too much. It's like he doesn't have his own opinion. Teacher's husband is quiet. I don't talk to him that much. Teacher's the nicest one here, but she hits Ed and Al a lot. But I don't care, because I don't like them."

She laughed, "I don't know. Ed's kind of cute."

"Ew," Wrath laughed, too. She decided she liked him. He hadn't said anything rude, and although he was young he seemed like a sweet and good-natured child. Innocent, too. Like he'd never done anything wrong his whole life.

She was getting chills down her back then, and the hair on the back of her neck was rising. Someone was watching her. Everyone knows that feeling, right? It's almost like everyone has their own sixth sense: they can feel when someone's watching them. Wierd, huh? Kairi turned and saw Ed, his red coat missing, his hands in his pockets.

Oh. My. God. He heard me.

She could've died with embarrassment, but she didn't blush easily, thank God. "Hello." Her voice came out cold, and it was still scratchy.

What was going through Ed's head, you ask? Well he was thinking that she wasn't dazzling beautiful, or really pretty, even, but she definetely wasn't ugly. It was somewhere in between.

"Hello," his was in the same tone, except his voice sounded smoother than her's. Her throat had been aching, and she was losing her voice. "You might want to let Teacher clean the wound on your head."

She absent-mindedly reached up and touched the gash. It wasn't as bad as it had looked before, now that it was clean, but it wasn't pretty either. It would definetely scar.

"Nah, I'm okay." She looked away and noticed Wrath was attempting to hide behind the couch. He left the room for a moment, and returned with a wooden cup full of water.

"Drink it. Your voice is really bad."

"Jeezum, that helps my self-esteem." She took the water and sipped at it. She wished for tea. She hadn't had it for a little over a year, ever since she'd lost Sal (he'd been big on drinking tea, too). Of course, she didn't know how she knew she hadn't had it for over a year, she didn't know why she was having the unexplainable urges to stretch, brush her teeth for five minutes, drink tea, take care of herself. She didn't remember Sal, she didn't remember anything passed her father's death. She didn't understand what he'd been doing anymore, either. She didn't remember her alchemic studies.

"Whatever," he said gruffly, then turned toward the other half of the couch. "Come out, Wrath."

"Go away, Ed."

Ed shrugged, turned, and left.

"What's his damage?" Kairi commented lightly, sipping her tea.

"Good question. I'll ask him later."

Good enough for you? It just occurred to me how much I already love this story. It seems to be popular. I'm going to try and update more often. Thanks guys!