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Unsettling Affairs	By : xkesshoux Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1906 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Each
individual chapter will have a different rating, different pairings,
different spoilers, and a different setting and timeline. Multiple
people were involved in writing this fic, I do not claim to have
written anything other than my own characters. I do however claim to
have come up with the plot, story idea, and organizing it all. The
others who write characters in this fic are well aware that I am
posting it, and contribute willingly. This fic is an ongoing project
with an unknown number of parts, with alternate storyline as of the
fifth laboratory incident. Enjoy!

Death
of the Man, Birth of the Animal

Rating:
PG-13 (For mild language use, graphic gore in
transmutation)
Pairings: HavocxEd
Disclaimer: I
don't own FMA.
Spoilers: If you don't know Munich, this
equals spoiler.
Setting: Side one in Ishbar, side two in
Munich, Germany.
Timeline: The hours after the massacre of
military personnel stationed in Ishbar.

The
world was a washed-out dirty grey... no color, no life. It was
supremely depressing.

Havoc
sat down on a bench, trying to figure out where the hell he was.
There were no landmarks to help him.

“Lisa,
he’s slipped into unconsciousness. We don’t have much
time.”

“Colonel,
I can’t do anything if he hasn’t signed the paper –
you know the rules just as well as I do.”

“He
has signed the paper, now just do it!”

Lisa
Delgardie – a not-very-well-known alchemist who specialized in
chimerical transmutation of humans for medical reasons –
flipped her coppery hair over her shoulder. “Are you an idiot?
I may be a genius, but I can’t do a chimerical transmutation
unless there’s an array involved! Not even the Elric brothers
could do that.” She ran her left hand through her hair, the
scarlet flamel tattoo prominent against her pale skin. “Get me
the animal and bring Second Lieutenant Havoc down to my lab.”

K'so!
Rain again, why didn't I feel that one coming!

A boy
of about eighteen with long, blonde hair, tied back in a ponytail and
looking rather like a London boy, dashed through the streets with an
odd gait, dress-suit drenched and the bottoms of his shoes covered in
mud as he held a faded newspaper over his head to try and keep
himself dry, unsuccessfully.

He
didn't stand out anymore by now, at least not to the locals. They
were used to the one known as Edward Elric, Hohenheim's son, making a
general spectacle. He was too interested in rockets and space, not a
very grounded boy at all.

Havoc
decided to get up and explore his surroundings, since he was
obviously NOT in Central and NOT in Ishbar anymore.

Rain
had never been an annoyance to him, and he strolled sedately down the
way. Until a boy barreled into him.

"Oh,
excuse me," he said politely. Then got a good glimpse of the
young man. "My GOD!"

In the
middle of Lisa’s workshop there was a gigantic array carved
into the floor, two smaller arrays fitted inside.

The
alchemist supervised the movement of Havoc’s limp body into the
middle of the second array. “There will be a twenty-four-hour
critical period of gestation,” she informed the surgeon. “In
that time, you cannot disturb me, otherwise the lieutenant will die.
What am I crossing?”

The
surgeon nodded to two of his underlings. “Lieutenant Havoc and
a male lion.”

The beast
was dragged in, fighting its captors weakly.

Ow!
Stupid good for nothing-The boy looked up, golden eyes widening in
shock, reaching out his left hand to touch a face he hadn't seen in
years.

"Jean...?
Wh...what are you doing here!" Ed's voice was worried, it wasn't
even an undertone, more like blatantly obvious. "Forget
it...come on, we should get out of the rain before we catch cold!"

The
golden eyed boy grabbed the older man's hand, and attempted to head
off down the street, only falling as his hand slipped.

"Ouf!
Damn leg!"

He
struggled to get back to his feet, stumbling a bit and falling
against Havoc, clinging instinctively for support.

"This
isn't right...you shouldn't be here..." The boy's words were
barely above a whisper.

Havoc
pulled the young man upright, steadying him. "Where exactly IS
here? I don't mind admitting it, I'm confused as hell. One moment I
was in Ishbar, the next I was here, sitting down on a park bench.
What the hell is going on?"

“I
have a sixty-five percent success rate, and none of the chimerae I’ve
created have ever gone mad or lost their memory. The least you can do
is trust me,” Lisa snapped. “The lieutenant has a
three-to-two chance of survival. Now get out before he dies
completely!”

The
surgeon scuttled out, his attendants following rapidly.

She
scratched the tranquilized lion’s ear absently. “I’m
sorry about this. But it has to be done.”

Lisa
clapped her hands and touched the outer edge of the main array.

Ishbar...oh
god...no...

"Don't
worry about it...let's get inside..." Ed pointed at a nearby
house.

"The
door's open, just hurry..."

He
squeezed his eyes closed, glad for the time being that it was
raining, and that tears couldn't be distinguished from the rain
dripping down his face.

"Ed,
wait a second. Where am I?" He lifted Ed's chin, puzzled
by the obvious tears. "What's going on?"

The
reaction itself took an hour. Lisa wiped her forehead, averting her
eyes from the mess on the floor in front of her. It always made her
want to throw up.

"Twenty-three
hours of gestation," she repeated quietly. "Don't let me
down, lieutenant."

God...don't
look at me like that...please...

Ed
turned his head away and started to walk towards the door he'd
pointed to before.

"We
can talk about this once we get dry, I don't want to have you
catching cold..."

He
waved one gloved hand over his shoulder.

"Come
on...inside..."

Havoc
sighed, following the young man indoors. Doubtless, he'd be told at
some really rotten time. But he was still curious as to where he was
and why... nothing... looked... like... it... was... supposed to?
Including himself?

"Ed
–"

Steam
rose from the non-human lump on the floor, accompanied by a moan of
pain.

Lisa
watched the blood ooze out from the combined bodies, wincing. She
knew exactly what kind of pain the lieutenant was going through, and
sympathized deeply.

"C'mon,
Havoc..."

Without
so much as looking at Havoc, Ed began to strip out of the drenched
clothes, throwing them in a pile on the floor.

"Come
on...out of those wet clothes...I'll get something dry from
upstairs...the stove is over there, go warm yourself up..."

The
boy acted as though everything was common sense, just motioning to
the glowing warmth across the room and heading upstairs to get a
couple of blankets and some dry clothes.

Havoc
unbuttoned his brown jacket, frowning at the worsted wool. He'd never
wear something like this back in Central... and a black silk string
tie? White silk shirt?

He
peeled off the shirt, looking curiously at a little tag at the nape
of the neck. "Harding Bros. Inc. of England. Made in China."

"Wha...?
China? England? What's that?"

Lisa felt
faint. She had exerted too much energy to pull of the reaction. Right
before she passed out, she managed a weak chuckle. "Damn... I
must've really wanted you to live, Jean."

Ed
came back down, snatching the clothes from Havoc's hands to
discourage further scrutiny. "Hurry up...pants too..."

The
boy himself had a thick woolen blanket wrapped around his shoulders,
and apparently was wearing nothing else.

Golden
eyes dared to glance over tanned skin, and narrowed slightly...what
was that? It was undoubtedly an alchemical array...god why couldn't
he remember! He'd seen that same array before...

Edward
shook it off, holding out the other blanket to Havoc and walking
across the room to sit by the warmth of the coal-lit oven.

Havoc
reached out to grab the blanket, then doubled over in pain, retching.

With a
cracking and rupturing of bones, blood vessels and muscles, an
almost-recognizably human hand reached up out of the mess. It
clutched uselessly in the air as a horrible roar-cum-wail of pain
echoed through the stone laboratory.

"Jean!"
Ed somehow managed to support the older man just enough so that he
didn't hit the floor too hard.

The
boy wrapped his blanket around Havoc's shoulders as well, cradling
the man in his arms.

"What
happened, Jean...? Are you okay!"

Blood
began to run out of the man's mouth as he clutched at his stomach. A
tiny whimper of pain was the only sound he managed to make.

The
ungodly sound slowly synthesized into a voice recognizably Jean
Havoc's as the hand attempted to lever the steaming mass off the
floor. The curve of a man's back slowly became evident, then
collapsed back into the sick mess of blood, flesh, and fur.

"Oh
god...Jean...god...what's happening to you..."

Now
that Edward's face was dry, his tears were even more evident, heat
that dripped down onto Havoc's shoulder as he held the man closer.

"God...I
can't...I don't want to lose you again..." His voice was barely
a whisper, etched with pain and loneliness.

Edward
began to run his fingers through Jean's hair, not even realizing it
at all as he did so, nuzzling his face in the damp, dirty blonde
mess.

"Ed..."
The pain receded into a dull ache, and he finally managed to support
his own weight. "Ed... what the fuck... is going on...?" A
shaking hand touched the young man's cheek. "What's happening to
me?"

Pain
glazed over blue-green eyes.

Another
scream echoed around the chamber, as the mess convulsed, once, twice.
Leonine and human features merged into a semblance of Havoc's face,
though they moved and shifted fluidly.

"I
don't know...I don't know...it'll be okay..." Despite how many
times he told himself that, Ed still didn't believe a word of it.

"Let's
talk about old times, okay? Roy...how's Roy doing?"

The
golden-eyed boy forced a smile on his face as he brushed strands of
straw-coloured hair out of Havoc's face. Brows furrowed slightly,
betraying his worry upon seeing green mixed with the familiar blue.

"Roy..."
Havoc's face tightened at another spasm. "I... don't know. I
haven't seen him for three years..." He convulsed, again
retching blood.

Deep
blue-green eyes opened in a mostly human face, pupils contracting and
dilating wildly. Neck and shoulders developed with a horrible
cracking sound, attaching the face and lone arm. A hoarse voice
whispered, "No..."

"I
won't let go...stay with me, Jean you can't go now!"

Ed
propped the man up against the wall, wiping away the blood from his
mouth with a corner of his blanket, wiping at his own tears with the
back of his arm, the rest of the blanket pooled around his waist.

"Come
on, Jean...you're strong, I know it...you can make it..."

Havoc's
chest heaved in labored breathing, even as his eyes stared uselessly
ahead. "Ed," he whispered, fear obvious in his voice,
"Edward, I can't see anymore...!" His eyes darkened.

Fanged
teeth gritted uselessly against the pain, as another arm developed
with the same excruciating sounds. Fur rippled down his naked
shoulders, appearing then disappearing.

I will
live!

A human
roar echoed for the third time.

"Just
try and relax, Jean...I'm not going anywhere I promise..."

Ed's
voice wavered with each word, though he tried to keep it steady,
fingers threading restlessly through still-damp hair.

He
cradled Havoc again, face resting in the crook of his neck as he
sobbed quietly.

I finally
see you again...and now...you're going back...it's better this
way...but I can't help but want you to stay...

"It's
just a nightmare...you'll wake up and everything will be fine..."
It was more for himself than Jean, really...

"Am...
Am I dying?"

"God,
grant me life," the Havoc-chimera whispered hoarsely. He pulled
himself up, even though his legs were not yet developed. Strength
flowed through what existed of his body. "I'm alive..."

"No...you're
going back to where you belong...tell everybody I'll see them soon,
okay?"

Ed
smiled through the pain, it was better this way...it was...

He
leaned up and kissed Havoc's forehead lightly.

"And
I'll see you soon too..."

Havoc's
entire body convulsed grotesquely as a scream of pain ripped from his
throat. Then he was limp, eyes empty.

In one
massive burst of excruciating agony, the rest of Havoc's body
developed.

Long,
lean, tough muscles rippled beneath dark golden skin. Messy blonde
hair flopped into blue-green cat eyes. Pointed ears caught every
little sound.

Havoc was
a perfect fusion of lion and human, and he was alive again.

"Al...it's
almost time now...I can feel it..."

Body
wracked with sobbing breaths, Edward clutched the limp mass of flesh
and blood and bone to his chest, supporting the head and cradling it
carefully as hot tears flowed down his cheeks and onto the cold skin.

"Take
me back home...please god just take me back home..."

Please
review, constructive criticism and questions appreciated, flames will
be deflected back at you by Roy. n.n;
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