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Vergoldungaugen, Silberschimmer	By : Mayzen Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > General Views: 2125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from FMA, Characters (cept for ones I make up), places, nothin.. sadly and I absolutly do not make any $ from writing this, this is completly for fun.

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Ed was out with Sophie �she had gone back home but
came back to visit today- a month after marking up Central Headquarters. Ed wondered
if Al knew anything about it; if he did he hadn�t mentioned it or berated her
for it. She had been careful about where she went during that time period, she
also met a new friend; a female one. Ed had a feeling that besides Gracia that
this woman �slightly older than herself- would be someone she could go to if
needed. How the two met was an interesting affair; during a fist fight. That
particular afternoon she had returned some of Mustang�s property and his money
�she did her return his shirt but took another in its place.-

While returning home; Ed came upon a slight�
disagreement which seemed to her about ready to turn physical. So she had
pretty much forced herself into the middle of the confrontation; telling them
to get lost, in doing so the brawl started. To say the least when it ended the
opposition was laying flat on their backs with bruises, scratches, and a few
bites �Ophelia had joined in as well- or running. They looked at each for the
first time after they were gone. With an easy smile, the other woman invited Ed
to lunch. Gold and soft gray twinkled, finding kindred spirits in each other,
as Ed accepted the invitation. The taller one introduced herself as Phoenix
Tracey as they walked; Ed of course told Phoenix her name. An odd look twisted
the others face, but she soon chuckled, telling Ed that she was an interesting
person. To Ed she was just as interesting; she knew how to box among other
things.

As they sat down, Ed could see why she
was named Phoenix �though she doubted the other�s parents knew the Greek
meaning; nor the myth going along with it.-�
She had short dark red curly hair that went to about mid-neck. As they
talked waiting for their meals, Ed found the elder woman absolutely charming
and intelligent. When they were done, they were already good friends and
enjoyed each others company so much so that they saw each other daily.

Coincidentally that�s who the two were
going to visit. When Sophie got her first glance, she was in awe; of course the
first thing the platinum blonde noticed was her red hair. Joyful gray eyes
sparkled as they were waved at to come over. The ringlet of hair that was between
her eyes was gently lifted by the breeze, while Ed had to grab Sophie�s hand to
get her to the table. A smile eased onto Phoenix�s scarlet colored lips,
dimples appearing on her light russet skin. Ed�s eyes took in something she had
known about but hadn�t ever seen; the redhead�s �she was wearing knee high
shorts- right automail leg. �So this is the friend you were spoke of Ed. Please
sit.� Ed allowed the shorter lady to sit first, than sat down herself, of
course Ophelia laid next to Ed�s chair while Norn was in Sophie�s lap. �

�guten
Tag⁽¹⁾, Phoenix.� Daintily setting her chin on her now
intertwined fingers �use to Edward�s mannerisms by now-, Phoenix replied.

�Good afternoon, Ed.�

The blue eyed woman then asked what Ed
had been wanting to for weeks. �How did you lose your leg?� The 27 year old
pursed her lips slightly. Her faux ankle rotated while she thought.

�The short version; is well my step
father disliked me for being a bastard child; and had some delusions about me
being some�� She tried to remember the words, waving her hand a little above
her head. �Heathen skank, he was very strong and had a very sharp and big knife.� Ed had wondered about the choker that was always about
her neck, but had dismissed it before. Now the golden blonde deduced she wore
it to cover up some sort of scarring or at least something of that nature. �It
happened when I was about eleven I think.� The younger women were gobsmacked,
Phoenix smiled though. �Soon after my real father came for me, he�d found out
that Mom had given birth to me before she had gotten married.�

�So he�s the one who��

�Yes, he took me to Rush Valley to get me an automail leg.� �Ed noticing that this was a difficult �but not
an embarrassing- subject for her subtly steered the conversation away from
automail.

�What�s your father like?� Gray eyes
gratefully glimmered at Edward.

�My father is well, my hero to say
the least.� Both blondes could tell that she idolized her father. �When my
mother had me he was already shipped off somewhere, he had enlisted into the
military just before they both had sex. He still is a military man, I know he�s
some sort of General now.� Well that
explains why she took to me so well. I use to be in the military� and she must
have learned how to kick ass from her dad. The gold blonde thought. �He�s
no alchemist but, he is a fair and brave man. My father is highly regarded by
his subordinates and other officers. He�s not stationed here in Central, but
he�s close he comes to visit me often as do my half-siblings.� A fond wide
smile crossed the redhead�s lips �

�I can�t wait to meet him.� There was a
slight twitch �of amusement- in the corner of Phoenix�s lips.

�I�m sure he�ll like you. He always had a fondness for the Fullmetal Alchemist
even though you were just a kid.� Soon after than the three spoke of various
subjects; they were having a grand time talking, discussing and even arguing
over some points �mostly Phoenix and Ed but they didn�t hold anything against
each other- during lunch. They were so into their talk that they didn�t notice
Ophelia pilfer a bit of meat from Ed�s plate for her and Norn. Phoenix then
looked at her wrist watch. �Oh I have to be going, see you same time tomorrow
Ed?�

�Ja,
same time.� The younger females waved as the redhead left, waving as well. Ed
looked over at Sophie. �Do you need me to w-� The silver haired woman shook her
head.

�No, I�ll be fine Ed. I�ll see you later.� She smiled and walked off. Ed
decided to check out Central command just to see if they got the paint off, and
possibly a still fuming Mustang.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Roy wandered the grounds, trying �in
vain- to get the foreign woman out of his head. He was starting to get an
erection, remembering all those dreams he�d been having recently. That sweet
little mouth on his� ack! Bad! I
shouldn�t be thinking like this. �Suddenly
out of the corner of his eye he saw a flicker of gold. Standing up in a flash,
he rushed over to get a better look and not get caught. He saw the person from
the side; Mustang could see the slight bulge of breast under the white shirt
and dark vest. The brunette almost couldn�t believe his eyes, seeing her here
and right in front of his work too. Looks
like a man in those slacks, if you don�t know what you�re looking for.

Unconsciously Mustang slipped off his
ignition gloves; walking over while putting them into his pocket and grasping
her wrist gently. He barely noticed the dark and large cat next to her. Wide
gilded eyes homed in on him, as he leaned forward; his left hand reaching to
cup her cheek. Her lips are soft. The
Lt. General thought as his lips touched hers. Nimble fingers soon plucked her
hair tie out of her mane of silk. Long fingers captured some strands, while
again cupping her cheek.

Ed�s eyes only got wider by the time,
her hair was let loose. She couldn�t move, only stand there like a statue. Her
mind couldn�t seem to comprehend, the smug git kissing her. Something warm and
wet caressed her lips, Ed finally snapped out of her stupor; realizing it was
his tongue. Shit! What the hell?! The
brunette separated with a wet pop; smiling. Ed�s right hand was clutching
harshly on the leash. Gently Roy settled his forehead against the females;
black mixed with gold. Beautiful. Roy
thought. She was flushed, her lips a tad redder than before. It took Ed a few
moments to gather her wits. �Du-Du
Arschloch, Du bist ein Schei�schweinehund Roy Mustang!⁽²⁾�
The raven haired man only grinned broadly as Ed spoke his name� poor man still
had no clue.�

�Glad you remembered my name. Yet I
still don�t know yours� do you remember what it is?� Ed still had enough sense
not to say her actual name; suddenly she was thankful that her dad had given
her a feminine sounding middle name.

�Ailbhe.� Ed tried to stress the �v�
sound of the pronunciation; nevertheless it sounded vaguely like an �f�.

�Al-va? Lovely.� He then caressed his
lips with the golden threads. Ophelia sat patiently for the bit the two were
kissing but she was getting tired of waiting and sitting there so she tugged on
the leash. Ed glanced at the dark cat; from the corner of her eye.

�Ich
muss gehen.⁽³⁾� The blonde muttered quickly as she gracefully
got out of his grasp and took off down the street. Leaving poor Roy gaping like
an idiot, hair tie still around his wrist, until a bullet landed near his
feet. Making him jump and now take notice of a not so happy female Major.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Ed slammed the door behind her,
Ophelia�s leash laid freely on the floor. Her back against the door; Ed was
nearly hyperventilating. Ed had nearly run all the way from HQ to her home.

�Her arms were arranged in such a way, someone
might think she was trying to prevent someone or something from getting in.
�Holy shit; Holy fucking shit. Mustang kissed me.� She could still feel his
tender lips on hers. She began to wonder how they would feel elsewhere. Ed let
out a keen anguished howl. Now I�ll think
of his gentle sweet tastin- �Dammit!�

~*~*~*~*~*~

When Al came home, Ed was quietly
�though her thoughts where firmly in Mustang land- reading. It pissed her off
to no end that Mustang was even disturbing a riveting Sherlock Holmes mystery;
�A Study in Scarlet.� �Sister� we�re
gonna have guest for supper.� This incurred her interest; she hoped that it
wasn�t someone from the office.

�Who?�

�Mrs. Hughes and Elicia.� Ed let out a
breath of air.

�Tonight?� Alphonse winced, and nodded. �Then I suppose I�ll invite my own
guest, a friend you haven�t met yet.� The younger Elric blinked, as his elder
went over to the phone to make a call. She waited a few moments while it rang.
�Hello Phoenix� I know this is short notice but do you think you could come
over for dinner?�

~*~*~*~*~*~

�You must be Alphonse; it�s a pleasure
to meet you.� The redhead gave the taller man a firm handshake, Gracia and
Elicia had yet to arrive.�

�Phoenix right?� Al asked making a face.
He had no problems with calling his sister Edward; since she use to be a man;
and his sibling. But it was awkward to call this pretty woman a bit of a
masculine name. The woman gave a melodic laugh, as he watched Al wondered why
she had one long cuff like earring in her right ear but not in her left. It looks like she�s covering something up.

�You can call me Nikki; if you like.
Where�s Ed?�

�I�m in here Phoenix. Come in if you like.� A sweet smile and she went into the
kitchen. It was at moments like this when heard the woman�s name; it reminded
her of the 2 nicknames Roselle had given. One in Lakota �the raven haired woman
was part Indian from her mother�s side- that meant �Crazy Fire-bird.� The other
was Chinese �Golden Fenghuang⁽⁴⁾�; Ed preferred the latter. The red
and golden haired women talked awhile Ed continued to cook.

It was around 20 minutes later that a
knock came; of course Alphonse answered. �Hi Mrs. Hughes, please come in.�

�Hello Alphonse, please call me Gracia.� The dirty blonde told him gently. Al
then felt the crash of a smaller body against his legs; hugging them.

�Hi big brother Al.�

�Is that Elicia?� Ed called from the kitchen; she had poked her head out when
she heard them. Gold eyes marveled at how big the girl had gotten since she had
last seen her. Yellow-teal eyes peeked around the only man�s legs.

�Little big brother?� Ed instantly bit
off her obscenities, biting her lip hard enough to draw blood; Elicia is only nine for crying out loud she
doesn�t need to hear a rant and vulgarities. It didn�t take long for the
young girl to pounce on Ed�s legs. A small sigh and a gloved hand settled on
the child�s head.

�Yes Elicia it�s me.� She turned to the
girl�s mother. �guten Abend⁽⁵⁾�
Gracia.� Ed hesitated slightly at calling her by name. With a warm and
quite knowing smile, the oldest woman replied.

�Good evening Edward.� �

During supper Ed and Al explained to the
best of their ability and child appropriately to Gracia �Phoenix already knew
most of it- about what happened to Ed. To the gilded blonde the older woman
seemed to know instinctively that Ed was now a woman. Maybe she saw the same thing that the bastard did� whatever that was� Ed
thought absently. What she had made for them was her homemade sauerkraut,
roasted chicken and dampfnudel⁽⁶⁾ as a side with vegetables. The one
seemed to enjoy Ed�s cooking the most �other than Al- was Phoenix. Who was
asked some questions as well; one in particular caught Ed�s attention. �What
did she do for work?� To which she responded that she was a songstress in a
nightclub in downtown Central. When everyone was finished with the meal, the
eldest woman looked at Ed. �That was very nice Edward, thank you.�

�Yeah that was very yummy, sister.� Without thinking, the said blonde replied.

�Danke und Du bist willkommen.� Since
Ed was still hardwired in German �she had done it while living with Roselle;
but it wasn�t much of a problem since the woman also spoke German- she hadn�t
noticed. She only recognized what she had done only when Al gurgled. �Sorry, I
meant thank you and you�re welcome.� Phoenix chortled along with Al when Ed
said that.

Elicia�s eyes focused towards the living
room. �Is that yours big brother?� The young girl asked pointed at the piano.
She had been intrigued by it since she saw it when she entered the house.

�No, it�s Ed�s.� Big eyes turned to Edward.

�Do you know how to play, sister?�

�Ja�� The fair-haired female paused
before continuing. �I suppose I could play a little before I serve dessert if
you want.�

�Yes, please big sister!� Elicia begged;
with a half smile the blonde relented. Ed didn�t take long to be seated in
front of the keyboard, swiftly stretched her fingers. She started her most
favored piece of music that she had played many times before; Beethoven�s �Moonlight sonata.� �She had loved it since the first time she
heard Roselle play it. Her mind focused on the music, putting everything else
out of her mind even Mustang who had been metaphorically taunting her since that
afternoon. When she finished, turning towards mother and daughter she saw them
looking at her in awe; Phoenix was grinning brightly. Alphonse was doing the
same but proudly.

�So what�s for dessert, sis?�

�Schwarzw�lder Kirschtorte.� The young man took in what
she said.

�Black� Forest�Cake?� He half guessed. A proud smile.

�Ja.�

~*~*~*~*~*~

Mustang sat in his office, pissed
because they still hadn�t found out who smeared his office with paint. Every
time he thought about it, his fingers itched to turn someone into a match;
preferably the one who did it. His dark eyes turned to his paperwork, then his
hand over his eyes and into his hair. His mind was also thinking of the kiss he
had stolen yesterday. Jumping somewhat when his phone rang; he picked up the
receiver. �Mustang.�

�Hello Roy.� A rueful smile appeared.

�Hello Gracia, to what do I owe for you to call?� The woman laughed.

�Nothing really. Just someone.� Roy who
had been lounging in his chair, sat straight up.

�Someone?�

�Yes, Elicia and I had dinner with
Alphonse last night. I was surprised to see Edward, but it was a delightful
surprise.�

�Full�Metal?� Like a lying husband
getting bashed over the head with his wife�s rolling pin, it finally dawned on
Roy. I�m an idiot! The man had finally perceived that everything done
was solely pointing to the young alchemist. Only
Fullmetal could concoct something so childish and brazen as defacing a grave;
his own and my office. Roy conveniently blocked out the
rest of it, since it seemed so trivial to his office.

�Roy!� He jumped again.

�Sorry Gracia, something just came to me. I�m sorry to cut you off, but there
is something I need to checkout.�

�But Roy; Ed-�

�I�m sorry Gracia, goodbye.� Roy had
barely heard the replying �goodbye� as he put it back on the hook. He suddenly
didn�t care, that he might get a bullet in through his skull, nor that Hawkeye
might put the gun to his head while he did his work. He rushed out the office
door and out of the building. Anger driving him to get to Al�s home as quickly
as possible; so he could strangle Ed. Too bad he hadn�t let Gracia finish
telling him about Edward�s� change in circumstances.

~*~*~*~*~*~

It wasn�t long before Mustang stood in
front of a door; Al and Ed�s door. Vainly holding back his anger, he knocked.
�Open up Fullmetal.� He waited a brief moment before knocking a bit harder;
enough to sting his knuckles. When he was about to rap on the door a third
time; it finally opened. Revealing the very
female Edward Ailbhe Elric.

1.) �Good afternoon.�

2.) Roughly �You-you asshole, you�re a
fucking pig-dog� (I�m using it to replace bastard, but it�s the same general
idea.) I think it can be either schweinehund
or Shwein-Hund as you can see I
went with the former.

3.) �I have to go.� But it literally
translates to �I must go.�

4.) A Fenghuang is commonly referred to as the Chinese phoenix; it
as also known as the �August Rooster. Originally Feng was the male and Huang
was the female. But now it is blurred into a single female entity, since the
dragon is seen as the male one. In a way I see Ed as that a phoenix that rose
up from his ashes.

5.) �Good evening.�

6.) Dampfnudel is a bun like side dish, it�s made from yeast dough
and formed into balls, and then they are cooked in a pot with a little liquid.
Depending on the region, it�s cooked in either milk and butter or salt water
and butter. When done they normally have a crispy bottom and soft top, and they
can made with or without a filling.

I have to thank Iriko-chan for helping me with the German; she
told me that �sie� is the formal way of saying you; but it also means �she� or �they�.
�Du� is informal; I�ll say that Ed was using formal in the first chapter
because in her own mind she was trying to cover up her tracks even though she
knew they couldn�t understand her. She switched to informal because well half
of her wits were gone, and didn�t feel the need to be formal. I also thank
everyone who has enjoyed my story so far, and added it to their favs. I hope no
one takes offence to my use of Indian, it�s just how they talked back then I
want to be accurate for the times. As for Ed�s middle name I wanted it to be a
bit embarrassing for when she was a he, and Ailbhe (also spelled Ailbe) was the
name of a male Irish saint and yes it
is roughly pronounced Al-va, I also read somewhere that in myth it was the name
of a female warrior. If you have any questions, suggestions or just anything in
general e-mail me at lumina_the_mutant At yahoo (dot) com, or review any will work (if you want to see un colored pictures of the �tattoo�
or Phoenix leave me an e-mail address or something.) Please R&R, until next
time folks. *twiddles with a metal stick* ��
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