Chapter 1: The Mission

Description: Due to Ed's lack of literacy skills the furor decides to send him back to school. What awaits him at Ouran Academy?

"Major Edward Elric, Sir!", The young private who had just walked up to Ed saluted.

Ed looked up at the man with slight disappointment that he not as tall as this nervous looking soldier.

"Yeah that's me," he grumbled with a scowl, "What do you want?". Ed was currently in the mess hall of Central HQ enjoying a nice bowl of curry, and he did not like being interrupted while eating.

"S-sir, Colonel M-mustang wanted to s-see you," this young man with impressive soldierly form stuttered this proclamation. Edward came to the conclusion that this was yet another soldier in the military who becomes excessively nervous in the presence of 'The Great Edward Elric'.

Ed's scowl deepened. The fact that he now had to go see Colonel Bastard did not help his mood either.

"Fine," He quickly shoveled the remainder of his food in his mouth before standing from his seat and stretching, "Thank you for delivering the message." The young blond waltzed out of the mess hall mentally reminding himself that he still had to meet Al at the library afterwards.

He soon arrived at Mustang's office. He kicked open the doors in his usual flamboyant manner before stalking over to Mustang's desk.

Colonel Mustang peered over is clasped hands, probably to hide a smirk, at Ed, "I'm glad to see that you still have no consideration for the welfare of my door, Fullmetal."

"Glad to see you fixed it from last time, Flame." he taunted.

Roy shot him a warning glare before reaching into his desk drawer for some papers, "No matter," he plopped the file of papers onto the desk in front of Ed, "The Fuhrer wanted me to inform you that despite your obviously impressive knowledge in alchemy and maths, he finds your education somewhat lacking."

"You've got to be kidding." Ed deadpanned. "I'm a child prodigy for Truth's sake!" He threw up his and in the air theatrically.

Mustang began rubbing the bridge of is nose in irritation. "You're not the one who has to go through your reports Fullmetal."

"My reports are fine! I might not have the greatest spelling or grammar but they get the point across."

"Calm down Fullmetal," Roy drawled, 'Here comes the bad news…'

"The Fuhrer only wants you to complete your secondary school education. He has already taken the liberty of getting you enrolled in one of the most prestigious schools in-"

"HE WHAT!? I HAVE TO-!?" Ed exploded in frustration, "NO! Absolutely NOT! I will NOT go to some fancy school with people my age!" he said the last sentence more with disgust than anger.

"Fullmetal."

"Do you have ANY idea how STUPID regular people my age are?!"

"Fullmetal."

"And what about Al huh?! I promised I'd get his body back! You CAN'T expect me to just up and LEAVE!? And what abo-"

"FULLMETAL!" Mustang boomed.

Ed finally stopped his rant – not without a scowl though – and stood there waiting for some sort of explanation that would prove satisfactory.

With a sigh the colonel continued, "I understand your frustration but you don't have much of a say in the matter."

A/N: This I started forever ago and literally just finished it in my art class because I forgot my art... heh. I hope this will turn out nicely I pretty much have it planned out. So ya there you go. Also I apologize for not updating my other story "To Save Them All" yet. I am working on it and I'll hopefully post it soon.

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