AN

Ok, I'm really sorry about the way I did the paragraphs in the last chapter, I really appreciate the criticism because it helped me to work out the way I should do my paragraphs. I've never actually learned how to put writing into paragraphs, the school system failed me, how could they? But saying that I've never been told how to do them is no excuse! I've borrowed some books on writing and structures and such, and my Dad is a writer, so I can get him to help me. I hope this chapter is better in that sense.

Please keep giving me constructive criticism in your reviews, it really does help.

Also, in response to Anatidae's review- I'm really sorry, but I really can't write a lemon. don't worry, there will be more than just a kiss on the cheek. I understand your view point that it's very unrealistic that they would be married and not do anything. I'll make it so that it skips the actual lemon bit and cuts off before they actually do anything major, that way you still know they did it, I just don't have to write the lemon.

FicletMistress- Thank you for demonstrating how to do the paragraphs, it really helped because I wasn't sure how to do it or where to start. Also, I edited the first chapter so it would be more understandable.

Warning- This is yaoi, which means boyxboy. If you don't like, then don't read.

Disclaimer- I really want to say I own it, but I don't.

On with the fic!

"YOU COMPLETE IDIOT!" I yelled, feeling a lot like Izumi-sensei in that moment, but not really caring. He deserved to be scared of my anger, the fool. However, he wasn't scared, he merely smirked.

"I'm sorry, Fullmetal, I've never taught before. How was I supposed to know that lessons need planing?"

"I would have been able to tell you that if you had actually told me that we would be teaching!" I growled at him in frustration. I sighed, there was no point in just yelling, we had to and start planning the classes that we would be teaching. I stormed away from Roy, leaving him sitting there in the great hall to finish his breakfast. "Mimbulus Mimbletonia." I muttered at the fat lady.

"My my, you look angry dear, did something happen?"

"Stop mongering for gossip and let me through to the stupid common room!" I yelled at her. Looking highly offended, she swung inwards, muttering to herself about young people having no manners or respect, and how she wasn't 'mongering for gossip', violet had put her up to it to find more out about the two new teachers.

"Like I care." I said, collapsing onto the sofa in the far corner of the common room, one which held the desk that I had marked as my own. With a sigh, I set to work on the subjects to cover in each class.

2 hours later

"Bah, this is too much like paper work, except it requires more than just signing your name!" Roy whined at me from the floor next to the fireplace.

"Whatever, you were the one who didn't tell me about the teaching job." I accused, and it felt good, "What did you think, old man, that we were just going to teach whatever came into our heads?"

"Uh..."

"That's right, you have no excuse," I teased, "So accept this as your punishment and be god damn thankful I'm helping you." Putting our heads back down, we began to work once more.

The next day

I wiped the sleep from my eyes as we waited next to the lake. The view was truly beautiful, but I wasn't in the mood to study it. I studied the environment around me.

The ground was nice and soft, a good thing for if anyone landed on the ground. A nice layer of grass covered the ground, not thick enough to trip over, but long enough to cushion a fall. There was a rack of equipment standing to my right, all newly transmuted, because there had never been any combat classes before.

It was ridiculous really, they were trying to train these children to teach these children to defend themselves in a war, and they hadn't been trained in hand to hand combat yet. Pathetic. That was why today they were going to test the students' basic ability to defend themselves. But, of course, we weren't allowed to leave them on an island for a month to get attacked repeatedly, but I had arranged a more... low key version of that.

I looked over to Roy and smiled, the troubles of yesterday's class planning fiasco almost forgotten... almost. He walked over to me and planted a kiss on my lips. we were like this for several seconds, but when he tried to deepen it, I pulled away.

"Don't think you're completely forgiven yet." I whispered in an ice cold voice, enjoying the fact that a shiver ran down his spine. I leaned back in for one more kiss.

"Great," A voice sneered, "We're being taught by a couple of fags." I turned towards the now assembled class, one arm still around Roy. The one who said it was a boy with hair so blonde that it was almost white. He was dressed in the green colours of slytherin house. Others around him, mostly in the same colour, sniggered.

"50 points from Slytherin house for discrimination, insubordination, and being a-" I Was cut off by Roy's rough hand over my mouth.

"Language Fullmetal." He smirked at me.

"Yes, sir." I hissed at him, and injected poison in to the two short words.

"What's you're name, kid?" I glared at the boy who had spoken before.

"Draco Malfoy." He said smugly, with the same look that the higher ups would usually wear when they stated their rank.

"Well, Malfoy, since you seem so determined to show you're better than a fag, you can go first for the assignment today." I gave him a smug look of my own, and pointed towards a small, circular island that had been conjured up in the middle of the lake that was about four metres wide either way . "You have to fight me without using magic, and not fall in to the water, easy enough?" He just sneered at me, and I watched him as he sized me up. He obviously thought that I'd be an easy target because of my... smaller (Damn it) frame.

"Sure, you'd be an easy opponent, midget." By that point, Roy had to hold me back from attacking him right then and there.

"Alright then, let's go!" I snarled, and muttered the incantation that I had been told to use to summon the boat. A simple black boat rose from the depths of the water and floated gently towards the shore.

"Teach the brat a lesson." Roy whispered in my ear, a twinkle in his dark eyes.

"Don't worry, he called me small," I replied,"That kid is gonna pay, in fact, I hope he gets hypothermia, or at least a cold from that lake water."

"There's the man I married." said Roy in a teasing voice, but I ignored him for once.

"In." I commanded, pointing at the boat.

Sending me another malicious sneer, he jumped into the boat.

"Everybody watch closely, you're next." I said to the students who were now crowded at the edge of the shore. The Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and Hufflepuffs all had mixed expressions of glee and happiness- because Malfoy woauld have to fight, and doubt- doubt that Ed could defeat Malfoy. The Slytherins, however, were absolutely and completely sure that Malfoy would flatten Ed, and their expressions were all sneers.

Hopping in to the boat, as soon as I was seated, it began to move steadily towards the small island. Within twenty seconds, we were climbing out of the boat and standing on the grass.

"Rules;" I heard Roy's velvety voice float over from the shore, "You are only allowed to use regular hand to hand combat and you must use it to force your opponent off the island. Alchemy, magic, and any other non physical fighting methods are to be used." He drew a small silver whistle from the depths of his military uniform. "Ready and... FIGHT!"

Malfoy immediately took a swipe at my face. It was like fighting a child, his movements were sloppy and slow, his feet together which made him unstable and wobbly.

I stepped simply to the side, as he fell past I whispered to him, "Don't splash me when you fall in, this uniform is a bitch to clean."

He growled at this, and in his anger lunged at me, this time faster and with more force, just making him sloppier. I stepped past him, this time sticking my leg out. He fell on his face, but didn't quite reach the water. That one was just for fun. He would fall in next time.

"What's wrong, Mr Malfoy? Upset at getting beaten by a 'fag'?"

With that he tried to fully jump on me, and this time I dodged, turned around, and gave him a small push on the back to help him along. He hit the water with an almighty splash, and I only just managed to transmute my automail in to an umbrella in time. Everyone except the Slytherins were clapping and cheering. Smirking, I climbed back into the boat and started to move back towards the island.

"The losers have to swim back to shore." I clambered out of the boat and over to Roy. "Do you want to put them into pairs?" I asked, smirking once more as I heard all of the students groan in unison.

"Sure, sounds good." As Roy put them in to pairs, I watched with amusement as Malfoy struggled to get himself ashore.

After they were all paired up, we walked around the outside of the lake to a place where we would have a better view of the island.

"So, did I do well?" I asked with glee clear in my voice.

Roy chuckled as he answered, "You were cute, I'll be seeing that again later tonight."

"You'll be getting a smack if you're not careful."

"Aaaw, but you know you like it when I say you're cute!"

"Geez, you're such a dirty old man!"

"I AM NOT OLD, SHRIMP!"

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL HE COULD EVAPORATE?"

"I didn't say that, Ed."

By now, everyone was staring at them.

"RIGHT, FIRST PAIR!"

As the students of their last class for the day walked back to the castle, I turned to Roy.

"That was awful, most of them barely even knew the sort of stance you should use to stay up!" I complained.

"Well, we certainly have our work cut out for us."

"I'm beat," I sighed, "And I didn't even do much today! I guess dealing with brats is harder work than I thought."

"Well then, I suggest we get food from the kitchens and eat in our room."

"Whatever old man, you just want to take advantage of my tiredness, don't you?"

"You can read me like a book." He smirked.

"Alright, let's go."

The following Friday was the first alchemy class. I sat down in one of the two chairs at the front and glanced behind me at the blackboard. I had written down the basic principles of alchemy, and it was probably about half a page worth of writing.

The students started to flood through the door, and before I knew it, there were about fifty students occupying the desks in front of me. I glanced at Roy and nodded, signaling that he could start.

"Hands up who has heard of alchemy before?" He asked in a loud voice. The girl from the train... Hermione, I think was the only one to raise a hand.

"Yes, Miss Granger?"

"Alchemy is the ability to use energy to turn lead into gold and to gain immortal life." She said, she sounded like she already knew she would be right.

"Wrong," I cut in, "making gold is illegal, and nobody truly has the power of immortal life." I frowned, "In fact, the only ones who have come close to immortal life weren't human, and they didn't do it to themselves, nor are they alive now."

"What do you mean they weren't human?" One brave soul at the back asked.

"What didn't you get about 'not human'?" I asked, and they quickly shut up.

"But what about Nicholas Flamel?" Ron Weasley asked, "He managed to make the elixir of life, didn't he?"

"Nicholas Flamel," I scoffed, "He wasn't an alchemist, he was just some guy who made a third rate philosophers stone, he had no actual skill! That stone was a rebound!"

"But he was immortal!" Hermione pointed out.

"If he was immortal, then why is he not alive now? If he isn't alive, then you can't call it immortality, just a prolonged life!"

"But-"

"Enough, just write down what's on the black board!"

Grumbling, they set to work. I watched as Roy walked over to me and sat down at the desk.

"Ed, make sure you don't kill any kids, okay? I think we might get kicked out of here if you do." He mocked.

"It's annoying, they think that idiot Flamel had immortality? I visited him while we were looking for the stone! It was a fake and was almost out of power!"

"Excuse me," A voice interrupted, "I'm finished."

"Right, then next-"

"Why do we even need to learn this crap?" I looked around to see who had asked that, and found it was that Malfoy kid.

"Well, tell me how well you'd do with your 'magic' if you find yourself without your wand?" I questioned.

"Yeah," Another person cut in, "But this is all just stuff about making toy horses and stuff? What good will this do us?"

"It's teaching you the small things because you're beginners, that's why it says 'Alchemy For Beginners' on the front of your books." Roy answered.

"This isn't working, why don't we show them?" I supplied, winking subtly at Roy. He got the message, clicking his gloved fingers at once sending great tongues of fire to lick at the students, without actually hitting them.

"My turn." I said, clapping my hands. As I pressed them to the ground, big stone limbs with pointed ends rose from the floor and pressed gently to their throats. "That is how useful it can be." Nodding in fear, the students questioned turned back to their work. Hermione, however, raised her her hand once more.

"Yes, Miss Granger?" I asked.

"Well," she started, "At the end of the book it mentions a taboo, but it doesn't tell you what the taboo is." Roy glanced worriedly at me as several of the students looked up in interest.

"I'm alright," I muttered to Roy, trying to reassure him, but I know that he noticed my hands shaking, "Alchemy's greatest taboo is the forbidden science of human transmutation, the art of bringing a human back from the dead." Several more students were now looking at him with interest. "I know it sounds tempting, even more so as your families are fighting in the war, but human transmutation never works, it has consequences, and you will only end up causing yourself more pain."

"What sort of consequences sir?" Someone asked.

"Loss of limbs, pain, and seeing things that you will never forget."

With that, the class worked in silence once more.

"Are you alright?" Roy asked as the back of the last student disappeared through the door.

"I'm fine." I replied, wrapping my arms around his waist.

"You will be." He whispered to me, breath tickling my ear. Leaning in to his chest, I let a tear trickle down my cheek, leaving a single dark spot on his blue military jacket. Lifting my head, I smiled gently as he kissed the mark it had made as it ran down my face.

"Come on, it's time for dinner!"

"You really do have a one track mind, don't you?" He teased playfully, and I gave him a mock scowl as we left the deserted classroom.

AN

Gah! Stupid filler chapter! I really did like humiliating Malfoy though! I also wanted to make this chapter about the first combat and alchemy classes, but I'm not sure that I did them justice. About Ed's automail, the reason he doesn't want anyone to find out is simply because he doesn't want to explain, not because he's been forbidden to show it. Uuuh, well, please review, and once again, I'm sorry the chapter is so short! Hope that the paragraphs were better this time!

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