A/N This is just the beginning, hope you all enjoy.

More Than a Fire Hazard

It was a particularly boring day for the Elric brothers, as they sat in the military building... just sitting. They had no other leads on the stone to go investigate, and Colonel Mustang had nothing for them to do. The sounds of the somewhat busy workers a little way away from them, just flitted in one ear (or in Al's case from one side of his helmet) and out the other. Sighing almost defeated, Al made a small ruckus as he stood up, "Brother, I'm going to go for a walk around the office. Do you want to come with me?"

It was apparent that the young boy was too restless to just sit around, but his elder brother had other ideas, "No thanks Al, I'm just going to stay put. Watch where you go though, you don't want to get into any trouble with so many people being so bored..." a slight hint of amusement filled Ed's lethargically slow voice. He felt just as sluggish as well, a slug. With a short nod in Ed's direction Al took off at a slow pace, his head held high as he just wandered around.

Ed, however was feeling the ache of sleep creep up behind his eyes, as he had missed a lot of sleep traveling back to central from the last dead end. And what better place to take a nap then the particularly fire-hazardous spot than a stairwell. Coming back into the building from his lunch break, Havoc was leaping up the stairs, two at a time, and of course being in such a hurried state he was not looking where he was going as he dashed towards the door once his foot hit the landing. About five feet down the hallway after the door, Havoc was thrown from his upright position onto the floor with a loud "Augh," and a semi-conscious grunt from the obstacle named Ed. Pulling himself up from the floor, Havoc shot a nasty look at the Fullmetal Alchemist before calmly walking through the door intent on seeing Colonel Mustang now, instead of Hughes.

Said Fullmetal Alchemist didn't seem to stir from his peaceful nap, his head resting against his balled up cloak. He slept on, until a few minutes later Hawkeye entered the stairwell, looking for the sleeping Alchemist. "Ed, Sir. Wake up, Colonel Mustang wishes to speak to you," she said in a slightly amused tone as she poked at Ed with her foot.

All that happened was that Ed turned over and grumbled, "Tell the Colonel that I died and didn't leave a forwarding address."

Sighing exasperatedly Hawkeye whipped out her pistol and bent over pressing the barrel lightly against Ed's temple, "Get up now Fullmetal, or else." Her tone was now 'say anything smart assed again and you're fucked over'.

"Okay, okay! I'm going. Put that damned thing away Riza, no need to threaten my life," now Ed's well known temper was flaring as he sat up and grabbed his cloak. Standing up and rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he shuddered slightly at the sudden coldness of his auto-mail fingers pressed against his eye lid.