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"Fullmetal!"
"What is it Colonel Bastard?" I answer while sitting in the uncomfortable chair in Mustang's office.
Mustang smirks. Man I hate that smirk, although he's kinda cute when he does it. Whoa, stop all thoughts there. Bad thoughts, bad, bad thoughts.
"Fullmetal!" Mustang almost yells.
"What?" I glare at with him with all the anger I can muster.
"I just said I have another assignment for you. Weren't you listening?" Mustang leans back in his chair and tosses that damn annoying smirk at me...again.
"Of course I was listening."
"Then what did I say."
"Like I am going to repeat it to you."
"Listen carefully because I am only going to tell you this one more time." Mustang lifts up a manilla folder from his desk and skims the contents. "Liore needs help with some mysterious beings that keep stealing food, clothing and other various items." Mustang sets down the folder and looks at me with his dark charcoal eyes. They look like they are trying to peer into my soul. I lock my golden orbs with his. The assignment immediately catches my attention.
"Could it be homonculi?" I lean forward on my chair never breaking my gaze away from Mustang. Then I think about it again. "Wait I doubt that they would steal clothes and food. Does the report mention anything about people getting hurt or killed?"
"No, just the thievery is occurring at least according to the report, but you never know what might be happening behind the scenes. Is Al going to be going with you?"
"Of course do you even need to ask," I snap.
"Calm down what's up your ass?" Mustang get's up from his chair and makes his way around the desk and sits in front of me.
"What do you mean 'what's up my ass'?" I glare up at him. Damn bastard and that cocky smirk.
"I mean what's up your ass? Fullmetal I need you to focus on this case and not have anything ruining your concentration." Mustang looks down at me with concern? Nah that can't be concern.
"I'll give this case all my time, but I am also going to be looking for information on the Philosophers Stone." I lean back in my chair and look up to see that Mustang is staring intently at a tile. "Colonel Bastard?"
Mustang seems to snap out of his daydream. "I am going with you and no arguments." Mustang gets up from his seat and goes around his wooden desk. He picks up the phone and starts dialing an unknown number. And I am left a little shocked.
I realize what Mustang had just said. And I make it clear that I don't like that idea one bit. "Hell NO! I don't want you coming along. I don't need you." Mustang looks up from dialing the phone number and he looks a little hurt, but that's immediately wiped a way with a smirk.
"Yes Hawkeye I am going with the Elric Brothers to Liore. So I am going to be taking a couple of days off. No it's not my assignment, but I am going with them just because it feels right." I'm pacing the room waiting to for him to finish speaking with Hawkeye. I don't want a gun pointed at me for interrupting a conversation with her. Mustang nods his head and sets the phone back on the receiver.
"What the hell do you think your doing? Al and I have gone on missions by ourselves a million times. Why are coming?" I march up to Mustang and I make myself as tall as I can almost standing on my tipie toes.
Mustang looks away for second and then I see fire in his dark eyes. "Hawkeye already has our tickets, but it seems that Al wont be going because he's going to go visit Winry at her apprenticeship." Mustang turns away from me and starts collecting some papers and other things to take on the trip would be my guess.
"What? How do you know that? Al never told me anything about that." I stand there dumbfounded.
"He was right there next to Hawkeye and that's what he told her. Apparently it was a last minute decision. He thought that you both would be going, he didn't know that you were going to be given an assignment."
"I am going to go talk to him."
"Fullmetal! Al already has his train ticket and he had to trade yours for one to Liore."
"Oh, jeez! This sucks!"
"Hey you get to go with me I would say that your pretty lucky." Mustang makes his way to the door with... you guessed it that cocky bastardy smirk.
Although I still think that it makes him look cute. The back of my mind whispered and I am talking about the back part of the mind that has cobwebs and has no idea what it's talking about.
"Fullmetal are you coming?" Mustang looks over his shoulder to see if I am following.
"I am coming, I am coming jeesh." I walk past Mustang and make my way down the hall to the exit to make sure that Al isn't coming.
"Fullmetal I repeat my earlier question what's up your ass pipsqueak?"
"Okay that does it Colonel Bastard who are you calling so small that they have to use a step ladder to look over a rock!" I scream at the top of my lungs while my arms are flailing around some one is holding me back from hitting the god damn...wait what who's holding me back? I start calming down and my captor loosens their hold on me until they finally let go. I turn around to see Al.
"Hi Big Brother are done trying to maul the Colonel? I am sorry about that Colonel Mustang." Al says over my head his armor is making a clanging noise as he position himself between me and Mustang.
"That's quite alright Al, I am use to it by now." Mustang leans against the wall in the hall way. "Oh, I guess I should give you two some time to discuss some things. Fullmetal when your done I want you to meet me at the station at five. Our train leaves at five thirty. So see you then." Mustang waves his goodbye and I reluctantly do so to.
I turn my attention to Al and we start walking out of the building and make our way to our small shared apartment building that is shared by other members of the military. My anger toward the Colonel completely forgotten.
"When did Winry call?" I asked while I threw my hands to the back of my head and took in the warmth of the sun over head.
"She called this afternoon and I just assumed that we would both be going and I got our train tickets to leave for her apprenticeship tomorrow morning. I am sorry Big Brother."
"No need to apologize Al. I hope you have a great time while your there and tell Winry I say HI! And that I am taking good care of my automail." I grin up at Al and we both start laughing. We both know the luck I've had trying to keep my automail in tact lately.
We reach the small apartment in no time. I open the door and look at our 'home' it's not much. The walls are white and there's a couch and a coffee table. There's also our bedrooms that don't contain more than a bed and other various personal items. It's not much but it's home in a way when we are actually in central.
I make my way to my bedroom and I start packing some clothes. I pack my favorite red coat and some black sleeve less shirts and black pants. I also pack a few pairs of boxers, brush, and of the all essential tooth brush with tooth paste included. I make my toward the bed and decide to take a cat nap before I have to go. I lay down and I immediately fall asleep.
I hear a soft knock on my door and I lazily open my eye's my vision is slightly blurred. I manage a muffled, "come in."
Al slowly open's the door, "Big Brother I don't want to be a bother, but I thought you should know that it's four forty five."
"What? Are you serious? Oh, crap." I jump off the bed and I slip on my traveling bag and fall flat on my face on the hard wood floor.
"Big Brother are you okay?" Al is on his knees helping me up.
"I am okay, thank you Al. I gotta get moving though." I run around the room and to try find my black heavy duty boots. I find them quickly and I throw them on. Not really caring if they are tied or not. I check myself in the mirror to notice that my hair is a complete mess. My braid is coming apart and my bangs are sticking out in ways I never knew they could.
I run over to my bag and pull out my brush. "Brother there's no time for you to re-braid your hair."
"I have to make it look at least half way decent. The Colonel Bastard can wait and extra minute or two." I say while un-braiding my hair and brushing back to pull it in a pony tail. I don't know why I don't wear it like this more. It's easier to do sometimes. Wait why do I care so much about my hair looking perfect or not? I shrug off the thought to save it for another day.
With my hair in a pony tail Al walks with me to the train station. To be more precise it's more like run like bats at of hell, but we make in time at exactly five'o clock. Mustang is already there leaning casually on a brick wall. He looks breath taking with the way the lowering sun is casting light on him. His ebony hair looks like soft silk flowing in the wind. His eyes meet mine in a stare and I find myself drowning in the emotion that his stare contains. I immediately feel a pang of pain from the sadness behind the torrent of emotion. I also see some happiness from what I am not sure, but I all I know at that moment in time is I want to help make him happy. Mustang seems to realize that he's showing to much and automatically builds walls around his emotions and now all his eyes and face is a smirk and confident aura. Nothing like a moment before when a vulnerable man was seen. A man I knew I had to see again. I have to find out more about what makes Mustang no I mean Roy himself.
"Hey Fullmetal right on time, but the way you running suggests that you were behind." Mustang picks up his suit case and brief case most likely containing paper work that Hawkeye wants him to finish. Like that's going to happen.
"Hey the important thing is I got here on time okay." I huff trying to push the urge to ask a million questions that are running through my head.
"Well I better get going Big Brother. I have to go pack too. I hope you have a safe trip and be careful." Al gives me a big bear hug and almost lifts me off the ground.
"I will and you have a safe trip too okay."
"Oh, and try and get along with the Colonel." Al whispers. "Bye Colonel Mustang I'll see you guys soon and remember be careful." Al waves goodbye.
"I guess it's you and me." For some reason I feel a little thrill at the thought of being able to spend some time with Mustang. I mean Roy. Okay one step at a time. But that doesn't mean that I still don't have fun arguing with him though. He will always be a bastard.
"Yeah we better get our stuff on the train and find out seats." Mustang makes his way to the train guy. I've been riding on trains for years and I am still not sure what the train guys are called.
I notice that I am lagging behind so I jog up beside Mustang and I give the man my luggage and thank him. I follow Mustang on to the train and I let him lead the way to our seats. I see that we are headed to what looks like a private compartment. Mustang slides the door open and makes a gesture with his hands that I should enter first so I do. The compartment has two bench like seats on either side of the small room. I sit down and I prop my feet up on the seat. Mustang takes the seat opposite of me and seems to relax a little in his position.
"I've never been in a private compartment before it's nice." I say trying to relieve some of the uncomfortable silence that has been passing between us since Al left. I don't get a reply though. "Hey Colonel Bastard don't igno...," I fall silent because I finally notice that Mustang has fallen asleep.
He looks so peaceful. I find myself drawn to him, so I cautiously move to get a better look at his handsome face. His skin looks so smooth. I hear him snoring and I can't help suppress a chuckle. He looks so adorable I want to snuggle up against him and fall asleep too and maybe do some other things. I hear the whistle signaling that the train is getting ready to move and I move to take my seat, but I take a step forward I'm jerked backwards from the force of the train starting to move and I am thrown into Mustangs lap.
"Umph...what? What's going on? Ed what are you doing in my lap?" I freeze on the spot I can feel Mustangs breath on the back of my neck and it's sending shivers up and down my spine.
"Um, well uh the train started moving and I sorta got thrown onto your lap from the force of the train moving." I stammer I can feel the heat of a blush rising in my cheeks. Why I am so embarrassed? Although I like it here on Roy's lap it feels good. I turn and look at him and he doesn't seem to mind that I haven't moved.
"Uh, Ed as much as I like the fact that your in my lap could you please get off." I jump off him like I was just stung.
"Sorry didn't mean to stay there that long." I blush even more furiously. Wait did he say what I think he just said. "Colonel I mean Mustang did you just say that you liked the fact that I was in your lap?"
Mustang took a moment to absorb my question and then he started to have a coughing fit. "What did I say?" Obviously he was still drowsy from his nap when he said it.
"Never mind Colonel Bastard. We are already on our way to Liore." I grumpily sit down on my seat opposite Mustang and pout slightly. Geez, I can't believe I actually thought he meant anything by that, but it seemed like he meant it. I am going to find out some how if he meant anything by it or if I am just heading for heart ache.
I turn my gaze to Mustang who's already asleep the bastard. Okay I guess it must have been that he was still sleepy when he said it. I decide to follow Mustangs example and I lay down on the seat and I fit perfectly. And it's not because I am shor, shor, shor,.. well it has nothing to do with that word. I fall asleep as soon as I close my eyes.
Yay! Chapter 1 one is done. I'll post chapter 2 soon.