Edward and Alphonse Elric had just gotten back from a wild goose chase. Another fake Philosopher's Stone. How long until they finally got to the real one? Neither of them knew. As they walked into the Military's office, Ed scratched his head and sighed.
"Well, Al? What have we got to show for this Philosopher's Stone? Another fake."
Alphonse clanked down the hallway, his huge armor body taking up most of the space in the small hallway, making various military staff squeeze around him.
"Big brother, how long are we gonna look for the Stone?"
"Until we find it and get our bodies back."
Al let out a huge sigh, but didn't say anything else. Ed closed his eyes and put his hands behind his head, not noticing where he was going. After a couple minutes of walking blindly through the hall, he bumped into someone. Looking up, he grimaced. Roy Mustang. Damn. Roy looked down at Ed and smirked in a way that only Roy Mustang can smirk.
"Where have you been all this time?"
"None of your damn business."
"Now, now. It's not a good thing to swear at your superiors, FullMetal."
"I don't care, you bastard. You can go to Hell for all I care."
While Ed went on his little swearing rant, the Flame Alchemist's eyes softened just a touch. Ed, not noticing anything, kept on cussing, and in those few seconds of swearing, Roy bent down and kissed Ed on the lips.
"Hey, shut up for a second. I missed you. And dogs shouldn't stray too far from their masters. Especially little blonde puppies."
Mustang blushed a little (yes, Roy blushed) and quickly walked away down the hall. Ed looked like he either wanted to run after him after him and punch him, or run after him and kiss him. The young alchemist decided to stay where he was and mumble something only Ed would say...
"Did he just call me little?"