Name: Aikou (Ah-ee-Ko) Herutsu (Heh-roo-soo)
Age: 17
Homeland: Japan
Living: In Germany
Occupation: Novelist and Illustrator (she writes and draws)

Looks:
Eyes: Black
Hair: Black, long (mid-back), straight
Clothes: A black ankle-reached skirt with a black shirt under a white jacket.
Best Feature: Smile to the camera! D

Likes: Quiet, Peace, Drawing, and Reading.
Dislikes: Loud explosions (close), in center of crowd.
Desires: To be known in books and finding a love.
Past: Aikou's life if pretty simple. She is born, has a normal childhood, succeeds in school, grows up, gets a job, and moves to Germany from Japan. One thing that was different about her is that she sees and talks to spirits. She found out at the age of 14.


I looked around Munich and smiled. I was amazed at how the city is different from Japan's town. I was walking backwards and bumped into someone. I fell to the ground and looked at who I bumped into.

It was a young man with blue eyes and blonde hair. He held a suit case and many rolled up papers which I assumed was blueprints.

"I'm so sorry…" I said with my Japanese accent.

"It's okay, I wasn't looking too." He said.

I nodded.

"You're not from around here are you?" He asked.

"Uh, yes… you are correct… I am from Japan." I said.

"I can tell by your accent." He smiled.

"What are those papers?" I asked.

"Umm… nothing, it's just about rockets." He said.

"Oh I see…" I said.

"Well, good bye, we might see each other again!" He said walking off.

I smiled and went off looking for my house.


(2 years later)

I was now pretty much known by becoming an author of children books. I was better on my German skills and spoke it fluently. I saw that man I bumped into two years ago.

We happened to be a block away and his job was on the way at my house.

I stepped out with a notebook and saw Alphonse. "Alphonse!" I yelled.

He looked around and turned to my house. He smiled as I ran up to him.

"What's happening, Ai (I-ee)?" He asked.

I held up my notebook. "I'm still writing." I said.

"Oh yeah, I bought your book called… Umm… Dreams and Spirits. It's pretty interesting." He said.

"Really?" I asked.

The book, Dreams and Spirits, was the only book that I didn't write as a children book. It was more like a book explaining about types of dreams and how spirits feel. After all, I can talk to them.

"Yeah, how do you know about the 'Spirits'?" He asked, emphasizing Spirits.

"I can talk to them." I said and smiled.

"Right…" He said.

"I'm serious, I can." I said.

"I will believe that when I see pigs fly." He laughed.

I nodded and sighed.

"Alphonse?" An unfamiliar voice came from behind us and Alphonse turned.

I looked behind us and we saw a boy in a brown over coat, brown pants, and a white shirt.

He had golden eyes and blonde long hair tied in a low pony tail.

"Do I know you?" Alphonse asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry; I thought you were someone I knew." He said looking sad.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"Huh?" He asked.

"Who's the person?" I asked.

"Alphonse Elric, my brother." He said.

I held out a hand, "Aikou Herutsu, but you can call me Ai." I said.

"Edward Elric, but you can call me Ed." He said.

"Hello Ed." I said.