Alright, so this is my first time writing something in the humor genre, so I'm actually really excited to give this a try. You know, have a change from my normally horribly depressing stories. Oh and this chapter is dedicated to my best friend, Blackrose2358, and you should totally check out her Laven story!

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA, which is rather disappointing

Chapter One:

Friday Nights and Best Friends

Edward Elric was actually in a good mood, which was rare for him during school. I mean, after dealing with all the jocks and the idiots, and the neanderthals who went to his school, with their constant teasing remarks and obnoxious attitudes, who would be in a good mood at eight in the morning?

But today his spirits were high and he didn't even yell at that guy who called him short. Well, he didn't yell too much. Less than usual, anyway. But why was this teen in such a good mood, you ask?

It was because Roy was back.

Yes, that's right, Roy Mustang (the pyro) was his best friend in the entire world, and he was back in town from some mandatory family vacation that he had been forced to go on. Roy had been gone for two weeks, and anyone in the school could tell you that although Ed was next to always in a foul mood, when Roy was gone, his mood plummeted even more so.

Ah, the power of best friends.

But today, Edward would be meeting Roy after school, when Roy got back from the airport. And they were planning on staying over Ed's house, seeing as it was only Ed and his younger brother Alphonse living there. His father left when he was a kid, and his mother died a few years later. But he still had Al. So Roy would come over to his house, and they'd stay up all night eating junk food and playing violent video games, and his raven-haired friend would complain about his family members until they fell asleep on the couch.

Yep, sounded like the perfect Friday night to him.

"Hey, Ed!" A voice called from behind him.

Turning around, he saw that it was his old lab partner, Winry Rockbell. They hadn't really talked all that much, but she was nice enough, so Ed talked to her quite often during these last two weeks when Roy wasn't here. It was better than being alone, after all.

Winry was pretty enough, long blonde hair and bright blue eyes, and he knew that she was popular with the male population of the school, and even some of the females as well, judging by the catcalls and appreciative glances he saw her getting. Guys were falling at her feet every time she turned around.

He just happened to not be one of those guys.

"Hey Winry." He greeted, waving his gloved automail hand in a small wave. A small smile spread across his lips.

"How's your morning been going so far?" She asked him, a large smile on her face as she walked beside him, their classes in the same direction.

Ed shrugged noncommittally. "Eh, everything's fine I guess." He paused, rubbing his neck with his flesh hand before continuing. "I just wish school was over already."

"Oh? Why?" She stopped, flashing him a teasing grin. "Ya have a hot date?" She wiggled her blonde eyebrows, her voice taking on a suggestive tone.

The shorter blond let out a bark of laugher. "Pfft, as if Winry." He grinned back at her. "Roy's coming back home tonight, you know that."

She rolled her eyes. "Of course I know, Ed. Practically the whole school knows." Deciding to tease him further, she continued. "I mean, that's all you've been talking about for the last two weeks. Do you have a countdown calendar in your locker?"

Scoffing, Edward quickened his pace, walking ahead of her in mock anger. "Shuddup, Winry."

The girl scrambled after him, resuming her place beside him as they turned down the hallway corridor. "Ed..." She said quietly, her head to tilted towards the floor.

Edward turned to face her, wondering why she was suddenly so soft-spoken. Winry tilted her head to look at him, her mouth open as if she was trying to force herself to speak.

After a moment of silence, she finally got the words out. "Ed... There's uh, something I have to tell you. Meet me at your locker after school on Monday, okay?" A rosy blush invaded her cheeks, making her cheeks go from their usual smooth pale color to a fiery pink. Sweat beaded on her forehead, and she shuffled her feet nervously, clearly embarrassed by the thought of what she was going to tell him.

Edward thought she had a fever.

School had officially ended for the day, and he practically jumped down the stairs at the entrance to the school. Damn, school was boring when you didn't have anyone to talk to or joke around with.

"I know you're excited to see me, but damn, calm down shortie." A cool voice said from beside him.

The reply was instantaneous. "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT THEY WOULD DROWN IN A PUDDLE!" The blond yelled, not turning around to look at the offender, already knowing full well who the only person who dared make remarks about his height knowing they'd get away alive was.

Turning his head, Edward's golden eyes settled upon the sight of his best friend leaning against the trunk of a tree, a smirk on his face. Walking over to the older teen, albeit glaring.

Roy was older by two years, Ed being sixteen and Roy eighteen. But Edward was what you would call a prodigy, so he skipped a few grades, and both were now in their Senior year of high school.

As soon as Edward was close to Roy, the pyro placed one gloved hand on his head, ruffling up his hair, effectively screwing up his braid. Eyes narrowing a bit more, Edward muttered some rather foul swears at the taller boy, to which said raven-haired teen feigned hurt.

"Now Edward, is that any way to greet your best friend?"

The petite teen continued to mutter swears.

Laughing, Roy ruffled the blond hair again, making it even more frazzled and chaotic than it previously was. "Missed you too, pal."

Shaking Roy's gloved hand off his head, he turned away, walking on the sidewalk, his onyx-eyed friend following after him. "Come on idiot, let's just go home."

The two had long since stopped referring to the Elric residence as "Edward's house" seeing as the pair spent the majority of their time there, they had just started calling it "home". And for some reason, there was this odd-fuzzy feeling they both got in their chest when the other called it their home.

As soon as they stepped through the threshold of Ed's old house, they immediately kicked off their shoes and dropped their bags on the floor. Al was over at his friend Fletcher's house and wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning, so the two decided to camp out on the couch.

The two sat on the couch, playing video games to their hearts content. Roy did complain about his family vacation, how his aunt what's-her-face kept pinching his cheeks and telling him how much he grew and his uncle whoever smelled really weird.

Edward had laughed and said Roy must've gotten that from his uncle.

Roy pouted about it for hours.

And as the hours went by, they fell into their normal routine. Play video games, eating crappy frozen pizza from the nearby supermarket, filling each other in on their weeks, complaining about people from their school. Ya know, teenage boy stuff.

The more levels they passed on their game, the more they realized it was now around one in the morning, Ed had a long day at school and Roy still had jet lag. With a yawn, Roy put down his control on the small coffee table that was littered with various cans of soda, pizza boxes and bags of chips.

"Ed, we should probably sleep..." Roy told his blond companion, leaning back on the arm of the couch.

The shorter teen nodded in agreement, he really was tired, but his excitement from Roy's return gave him energy to last throughout the day. "Yeah, you're right... But Roy..."

"Hmm? Shortie, is something bothering you?" Roy asked, concern entering his tone. His friend had only given an angry grunt to the height remark... Just what was on his mind?

"Well, you know that girl Winry Rockbell? The Sophomore?" Edward asked, watching his friend think for a moment before nodding. "Well she said she had something to tell me on Monday, and asked me to meet with her... What do you think it is?" Edward paused, clueless. "I have no idea..."

Roy sighed. His friend had always been oblivious, but really? He was this dense? "Ed, really? It's kinda obvious."

The blond looked at his friend, blinking his golden eyes owlishly. "Really? What is it?" Wow. He really was dense about these types of things.

Suppressing another sigh, Roy marveled at the fact of how dense Ed was. "Ed, for a prodigy, you're not very bright."

Said prodigy flushed scarlet. "S-Shut up Roy!" He said angrily. "Just tell me already!" He demanded, taking a handful of salt and vinegar chips and shoving them in his mouth with his left -now ungloved- hand.

"She's gonna confess to you." After examining Ed's blank face, he continued. "You know... Like confess her love for you?" Another confused look. "Ed. She's. Going. To. Ask. You. Out." Roy said each word slowly, enunciating each word, mocking his friend and his cluelessness.

Golden eyes widened in realization. "Why the hell would she do that?"

Rolling his obsidian eyes, Roy answered as if he was talking to a kindergartener. "Because she likes you, idiot."

"But... What do I say? How do I answer her?"

"Well, Ed, do you wanna date her?"

Roy received a deadly glare in reply. "Roy, you know full well what my answer is, don't be a bastard."

Yeah, Roy had known he was gay for long time now. At first, they had both believed that Ed was an aromantic asexual, seeing as he never showed interest in anyone. But then, a year or so ago, Edward had come clean about his thoughts on his sexuality. Roy had just given him a smile and said that he was happy for him, and he'd be sure to tell him if he saw any hot guys.

And that was one of the many reasons they were best friends.

"Alright, you obviously don't want to date her, how are you gonna reject her?"

Edward paused, blinking his big golden eyes at Roy. "What do you mean, reject her?"

Rolling his eyes for the billionth time that night, Roy elaborated for his dense friend. "You don't want to go out with her right?" A nod came in reply. "So you have to reject her."

"How do I do that?"

It was moments like this that made it obvious that the blond had never been in a relationship before. "Goddammit Ed, we'll talk about this tomorrow."

Settling back on the couch, Roy tugged one of the blankets over him and Ed, who was lying at the opposite end of the couch. "I'm too tired for your PMSing teenage girl relationship shit." The raven-haired teen muttered.

"I am not a teenage girl!"

Reaching over, Roy turned out the lamp on the small table next to the couch. "Well, you sure act like one." He grumbled.

A metal leg kicked his shin from under the blanket.

Yeah, it really was the perfect Friday night.

To Be Continued

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