This is my first time attempting not only an FMA story but also Yaoi...If it's no good I'm sorry. First few chapters will be short..But you can expect them to get a little longer as we go along. Anyways I hope you like it.

Chapter 1: Missing

Edward Elric yawned as he walked into Headquarters early one morning. He had just arrived back in Central from a week long train ride from Xing. Every inch of his body ached and he felt a little queasy from the jolting movement of the train he had just disembarked from. Sleep had been hard and not having his morning shower every day was making him more than a little cranky. He wanted nothing more than to hand in his report, and go home and jump into his own bed.

Combing the mostly empty halls of the familiar building Edward made his way towards Colonel Mustang's office. Though they sometimes fought, Ed knew deep down they probably understood each other far better than most people did. Especially the last little while, the Colonel had been unusually…nice. This change of attitude was somewhat disturbing to the teen, and he had spent the last month trying to make heads or tails of it, and failed to come up with an adequate explanation.

Pushing open the door to the Colonel's office, he was greeted with an empty chair and numerous worried faces. Quickly taking in what was going on he figured he had walked in on an important meeting, one that didn't include Mustang. Instead of turning around and walking out, Edward waltzed right into the middle of the group and demanded to know what was going on.

The answer shocked him and he felt himself pale as it sunk in. The Colonel…was missing. The moment his life turned upside down and topsey turvey, was actually around the time Colonel Mustang had disappeared into thin air.

'It's my fault...' the blonde thought to himself, 'If I wasn't so insecure he wouldn't have tagged along…And he wouldn't have been put in this situation.'

Clenching his fist, he made up his mind. He was joining the team looking for Mustang. He would find the man and get an answer to the questions in his mind, the very same questions that had cost him hours upon hours of sleep. Quietly he spoke up and directed his question to First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye. "I want to help," he stated simply earning him a look of confusion from the Lieutenant.

"Of course you can help Edward, but I thought you had your own agenda?" The blonde haired woman frowned, looking hard at the young alchemist. The boy's request was the last thing she expected to hear from him...He and the Colonel were always bitching about the other, and how much they hated each other. Edward shrugged nonchalantly. "I do have a report to make, and besides...I was last to see him. I can help you figure out exactly what happened."

Edward struggled inwardly with his words, was that really the reason he wanted to help? He thought back to his last few moments with said Colonel and couldn't help the faint red flush that crept across his cheeks at the memory. The Colonel had been oddly nice to him, caring...And it had thrown everything out of whack for Edward. He had to find him, if only to overcome this new desire that threatened to engulf him.

Luckily Hawkeye had already turned away and so did not notice the blush that darkened Edwards's cheeks. She pointed to a couple of blue uniformed men in the distance. "Major Armstrong and Lieutenant Colonel Hughes are leading the investigation, I'm sure they would appreciate any help you could offer them." Without another word she walked away leaving Ed alone. Slowly he made his way over to the aforementioned adults waving carelessly as he approached. He explained to the two shocked men his plans to help and asked for whatever information they had.

It was Hughes who spoke first. "We know he disappeared off of the train as he was returning. Eye witnesses report that there was quite the struggle before an unknown male forced the Colonel off of the vehicle at knifepoint. Though his current whereabouts are unknown we have had sightings of him in Dublith....but" Ed's ears perked up at this, Dublith?? He had to get there and find out for sure. He nodded. "That's where I'll go then, don't worry I'll find him and bring him back." He turned on his heels and walked away, not noticing the frown from the other man. Though there were reports of the Colonel, what didn't seem right was that he was walking alone, no escort...As though he wasn't a prisoner. He had been trying to tell Ed that when he had walked away so quickly.

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Edward slumped into the bench of a train for the second time that day. He was exhausted but he couldn't wait till the next morning to start his investigation, every moment he wasted was another moment for the trail to turn cold. He was worried, and he couldn't hide it..Not from himself, or it seemed, from the other passengers. He had received more then a few stares when he had practically thrown himself into the bench tapping his foot impatiently, waiting for the train to move. Maybe it was just the fact that he was a child traveling alone, maybe it was more.

Edward didn't care. Though he did long for some company, he relished the silence that was giving him yet another chance to sort through his thoughts. Not too long ago everything had been crystal clear to him: find the Philosopher's Stone, get Al's body back..That was all. Now there was something else, he hated to admit it to himself...But perhaps there was more to the Colonel then he had ever thought.

For the umpteenth time that day Ed remembered the last time he had seen the Colonel. The boy had been chosen to lead the mission in Xing and the Colonel had come to explain customs to Edward so he didn't offend anyone. Edward had been visibly shaken when told that he had been handpicked for the mission and felt oddly exposed because Al hadn't been allowed to come. Ed knew he had a bad temper and didn't think he could successfully keep things from turning hostile.

When the Colonel had noticed Ed's fear he had said nothing, just wrapped his arms around the younger man and held him, whispering encouraging words. And Ed had been comforted and had slept. Ed closed his eyes, feeling more then a little frustrated. 'Why did he do that!?' he thought heatedly. Maybe the reason he felt so compelled to find his missing superior was that he craved an answer to this question. He felt he deserved a reason for having his black and white world suddenly changed to shades of grey.

The trip to Dublith seemed to take forever but eventually the weary boy reached his destination. Stretching to relieve the aches and stiffness in his body he joined the other passengers and left the train behind. Now that he was here, he was a little lost on where to begin. He hadn't stayed long enough to even hear where in Dublith the Colonel was last seen. Ed kicked himself mentally for being so impatient. Hughes had seemed to be about to say more, he knew, but he had not been able to wait. Sighing he realized that he'd just have to look around himself and hope for a lead. Aimlessly he combed the back ally's of Dublith looking for a sign of some sort. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed something run away from him..Someone actually. Unthinking Edward gave chase, being lead out of the city and to a small clearing in a nearby wood. The figure had disappeared, but there in front of him was a campsite, recently used.

Ed leaned down to inspect it, there were a few different sets of footprints, and the ashes were still faintly glowing. They had just left. From the look of things it had been hurriedly abandoned. Not something a vacationer would do. Ed wondered if it could be the kidnappers. His eyes searched the ground...Wait, something was flashing in one corner pushed into a hollowed out tree stump. He rushed over to find it. Inside was the Colonel's pocket watch. Ed looked at the silver watch, feeling apprehensive. It seemed to be crusted shut with something that could only be blood. Shuddering Ed whiped it off carefully and put it in his pocket. He'd have to hurry and find the kidnappers, who knew what those bastards were doing to Mustang....