I had a dream about this fic, but I dreamt the end and a little of the middle, so I have no idea how the beginning is going to end up…But here goes nothing…
P.S. this is also my first series fic that I actually plan on finishing, so any encouragement or criticism is welcome
On with the story!
"You want me to do what?"
Hoenheim crossed his arms and stared at his eldest son, who was sitting opposite of him, a desk separating them. "I wish for you to attend school, Edward."
The duo was sitting in one of Hoenheim's rented offices. Ed leaned back in his cushioned chair and shook his head. "Absolutely not. There is no fucking way."
"Why not? You're only sixteen years old, Edward, you should be attending school anyways."
Ed chuckled a little and rested his forehead in his hand. "Yes, but I don't see why I have to move across the country just to go to some prestigious little school you picked out."
"It's the best school there is." Hoenheim started, "I could easily cover the expenses and the entrance exams would be simple enough for someone with your level of intellect."
This brought forth another bout of small laughter from Edward. He had yet to remove his hand from his head, and shielded Hoenheim's view of the boy's eyes. He was about to ask what amused him so much, when the laughter suddenly died away, and Ed stood up, slamming his hands on the desk.
"You just can't do that!" He yelled at his father. "It's not so simple that you can just show up out of the blue after disappearing for seven years, demanding that I move across the country for you! Don't you realize how crazy you sound? You can't make someone do something against their will!"
As if expecting this, Hoenheim exhaled softly and folded his hands together calmly. "But you see, Edward," A man walked into the room and placed a few documents on the desk and excused himself. "I'm still your legal guardian, and until you are eighteen, you're under my jurisdiction."
Hoenheim slid the papers towards Ed and waited for him to read them. Ed picked them up, one by one, and listed them off inside his head. Birth certificate, a bunch of paper work…a plane ticket…
"As you can see, you will be leaving tonight so you can catch the entrance exams. It's a boarding school, so you will need to bring everything-"
Ed didn't hear the rest, his mind going blank as he stared out the window. He was going to school. He hadn't been to school in three years. He was moving thousands of miles away from his home, and thousands of miles closer to the one man in the world he couldn't stand. And there was nothing he could do about it.
"This will be your room." Hoenheim opened a door in the corner of the hallway. He pretended he couldn't feel the tension in the air, continuing on as if everything was ok. "Since it's the corner room, it's a bit bigger than the rest."
Edward simply glared at the back of his father's head, refusing to speak to him. Hoenheim set down Ed's bags and opened another door, showing the bathroom to his son, who ignored him. They kept this little game up until Hoenheim excused himself and left to do some paperwork.
Sighing, Ed walked around the campus, looking at all the hopeful students studying for the exams, some already in uniform. The guys wore brown dress pants, white button up long sleeves, and a yellow vest with the school crest on it. The girls had brown pleated skirts, and long sleeve, yellow sweaters. Ed regarded those types of students with disgust, who would want to attend this pristine little school, much less already wear the stiff uniforms. Edward himself had on a baggy red sweatshirt and the nearest pair of jeans he could reach that morning. He looked up at the four story buildings, the main building, the dorms, the sports complex, this place was definitely one for the rich.
For a long time, Ed wandered around aimlessly. Eventually he wound up back at the dorms, he decided to go back up to his room, which was on the fourth floor at the end of the hallway (lucky him!). Right before entering his room, he caught sight of a slight opening. Behind a potted plant, there was a small crawl space in the window where one of the giant glass panes had been moved a little, creating just enough room for someone to squeeze through.
After maneuvering his way through, Ed ended up outside, teetering dangerously close to the edge on the window sill. Curious, he followed the sill to the right, leaning against the wall so he didn't fall off the ledge and die. After about fifty feet, the ledge bent around a corner. Ed was planning on turning back once he got there, but then he noticed a missing brick that he could put his hand in and he carefully stepped around the corner. The sill opened up to a space big enough to safely stand on, from there, the roof slanted up and the noise of something rustling came from the very top of the roof. Slowly, Ed crawled up the shingles 'til he reached the top, where he found a boy sitting crisscross with a big textbook and notebook open on his lap.
The boy looked around Ed's age or a little older. He was scribbling notes down quickly, peering with obsidian colored eyes at his paper through his dark bangs. It took a while before he noticed Ed's presence and looked up slightly alarmed.
Ed figured he was shy, until a smirk spread across the strangers face. "Guess the freshmen are finding all of my hiding spots."
Ed's eye twitched. "Freshman?" He asked, clenching his fists. "I'm a second year. Sixteen years old."
"Really?" The stranger looked genuinely shocked.
"Why the hell is that so surprising?" Ed yelled, causing the other teen to cover his ears and cringe slightly.
Ed watched as the guy stood up and measured his height to Ed's, laughing when he found several inches between them. "Are you sure you're not a freshman? I'm 5' 9", and that's normal."
"It's none of your freakin' business!"
Walking in a full circle around Ed, the stranger tried guessing how tall he was. "5' 2"? Nah, you're a little taller than that. 5' 6"? Nope, way too tall. I know! You're 5' 4", aren't you?"
Ed pushed the guy away and stomped towards the emergency exit door that lead from the fourth floor up to the roof. Briefly wondering why he hadn't taken the stairs, and risked his life just to meet this asshole, Ed gripped the handle. "I'm 5' 5" you dumbass-"
"Don't!" The guy suddenly yelled right before Ed yanked the door open, surprising him. Ed jumped a little and the door swung open. In the next second, an ear shattering cry resounded throughout the court yard, scaring the students and teachers alike.
"You idiot!" The teen yelled at Edward, getting up and shoving the young man down the staircase, following with all of his books. "Don't you know that if you open the emergency exits, the fire alarm will go off?"
"No!"
As protocol states, all of the students stood on the school's lawn, whispering and glaring at the blaring alarm. When Ed and the stranger reached the lawn, the siren was cut off, and the students sighed in relief, happy to have peace and quiet again.
From inside the building, Hoenheim and a set of teachers started towards the mass of children. As Edward saw this, he began pushing his way through the students to escape in the back of the crowd. There was no way that he was going to get caught by his father. The other kids, silenced by seeing the teachers, obediently stayed put, as they were supposed to in case of an emergency.
Hoenheim stopped walking, skimming the crowd. "Who is responsible?"
Everyone was silent and Ed was forced to stop moving or else he'd be caught. A low murmur started amongst the students, and Ed used this to his advantage, pushing his way through the bodies. Suddenly, an arm looped around his throat, and he was tugged off the side.
Annoyed, Ed glared up into the obsidian eyes of the kid from before. "What the hell do you want?" He spat.
"This is my chance," The teen whispered to Ed, grinning. "If I turn you in for setting off the alarm, I can get on the good side of the headmaster."
Ed narrowed his eyes. "You wouldn't dare…"
"Oh, but I would." He began dragging Ed to the front, closer to all of the teachers.
Ed struggled against the grasp of the taller boy, spouting things like, "You don't have any proof!" and "You're an accomplice to the crime!"
The duo received plenty of stares as Ed's screaming and struggling reached a maximum, causing everyone to stop what they were doing. As they emerged from the crowd, Ed was met with the leveled gaze of Hoenheim and the irritated glares from the rest of the teachers. The dark haired teen properly stood Ed, and nodded his head respectively to the instructors. "This is the culprit. I saw him open the emergency exit doors to try and get on the roof."
Hoenheim crossed his arms and stared sternly at his son. "Why am I not surprised, Edward?"
Ed finally shoved the guy off of him and started to make an excuse, but Hoenheim cut him off, telling him to meet in his office. Thanking the student who brought his son forth, Hoenheim lead Ed across the court yard and into the building. Smirking, Roy Mustang gathered his books and headed off to his dorm room to study in silence, like the rest of the students.
This is probably going to be the shortest chapter in this series. I promise that I'll make them longer!
Before anyone say anything, I know that Ed's height is a little off. But I just couldn't make him that short! Especially because I have a romantic future planned for him, he must be taller than the female! Even if it's only by half an inch…
Anyways, please tell me what you thought of this and if I should write another chapter.