JUST WON'T DO.

Edward Elric was gonna get it.

Somewhere in the four years that he and Alphonse had been missing in the other world Edward had become immune to all forms of teasing and taunting that General Roy Mustang could throw at him.

This did not sit well with the General.

Now that the government was elected by the people, and Roy had far too many black spots in his past to even think of running for Prime Minister, Roy found himself slipping in to an easy, normal, happy life.

It was boring as hell.

Sure being a General was great. It had its kicks, ordering people around, intimidating the masses, the fact that women flocked to a powerful man.

But Roy had found that being content was exceedingly dull.

Then Edward had show up again.

His clothes ratty and strange, his hair in a messy blonde ponytail, he had staggered into Roy's home and life, and asked, ASKED, for Roy's help.

As if his appearance alone hadn't been shocking enough.

After Days of questioning by the new government and military court, they finally accepted the answers Edward was willing to give but Roy knew it wasn't even close to the real story.

The real story, well, they just didn't need to know.

A week passes, and life had become a whole lot more interesting for Roy Mustang

Here he was again, in his office, on a Monday but today was different from any other Monday in his office.

Across from his Paperwork coated desk sat Edward Elric, in a military uniform.

"Wow Edward you certainly have gotten … wider" Roy waited for the anticipated out burst

"And you've gotten older General Mustang." The blonde imp replied a smirk gracing his lips.

The General smiled, folding his hands and resting his chin on top of them. "Really? I am surprised you can tell form all the way down there."

"You shouldn't be, after all I'm rather young in comparison, and age hasn't affected MY eyes yet."

An obsidian eyebrow rose, almost as if in challenge.

"Some men are like fine wine, they get better with age, and others just never GROW up."

Rich laughter filled the large office. It was bright and vibrant, seeming to bounce of the walls.

The General blinked in surprise, watching as Edward composed himself. The laughter had reached his eyes; turning those strange orbs to molten gold in his mirth.

"Some things never change, do they?" Edward asked. He looked up smiling like the cat that got the canary. His eyes darted to the clock on the wall.

"I have to be going, good evening General."

Roy blinked, then again, then one more time.

"What just happened here?' He asked his empty office.

Edward Elric had gotten the last word. Not only that but he hadn't cursed, screamed, yelled or even fumed, not in the slightest.

Roy was genuinely baffled. This person looked like Edward, sounded like Edward but didn't act like Edward.

Where was the fire? The temper? The passion that drove the young man in his earlier years?

Sure, Roy expected Edward to grow up a bit; to mature; it was only natural. Even for some one with such unnatural god-like abilities.

But this lack of reaction had to be a fluke.

But it turned out not to be.

No matter how crafty his insults were, no matter how masterfully he weaved his teasing, he could not faze Edward.

And that just would not do.

author's note: Please review and give me honest, constructive critisim. I'ma novice at this and just looking to improve my writting skills in general and have fun while doing it!