Zira- Yay! New fic!

Ed- I hate you.

Zira- I love you too, anyway, I have Ed here, and he's not very happy about it.

Ed- Nope! (growls)

Zira- hehe! Well, do I really need to do this?

Ed- Just do it, so you can leave me alone.

Zira- Tch, fine. I don't own FMA, or anything else that makes its way in here. I do however own Zira and Tena.

Chapter 1 – A new City

I staked down the hallways of Central Command, clutching a piece of paper in my hand. Some soldiers saluted to me as I passed by, but I didn't acknowledge them. Some of them however, knew me slightly better, and they quickly got out of my way. I barely noticed any of this, that's how ticked off I was, and I'm pretty sure that it was showing on my face. Eventually I arrived at his office door, and as I was coming up to it, I gave Hawkeye a quick nod. She sort of sighed, as if she knew that this would happen, and actually, she probably did.

"He's in Zira, but please don't destroy the office again. That didn't go over very well with our superiors."

I kept walking, the cause of my anger, that simple piece of paper, still in my hand. "No promises Hawkeye." I said, and turned to her. "Yes I know, don't kill him. Can I at lease wound him a little?" She nodded at me and I smiled a little bit, despite my searing anger. Then it was gone, and I proceeded to shove the door open, satisfied at the noise it made.

"MUSTANG YOU DAMN MORON!" I screamed as I walked up to the man in question. He simply looked over at me from his desk, a desk that I might add, that had about 15 years plus worth of paper work on it.

"Now Zira, do you really need to yell?" He asked, and my anger went through the roof at the sight of that indifferent face.

"Don't give me that you idiot, now what the heck is this about?" I shoved the paper in his face, and Mustang just glanced at it and smiled.

"What does it look like? Its transfer order of course. You'll be moving to East City with us in a few days time" I slammed my hands on his desk, spilling ink on some paper work, and continued yelling.

"I know what it is, what I want to know is WHY! Why the hell are you keeping me tied up near you! I would like to get some serious work done you know!"

This was the fourth time, and I was sick to death of it. Right after I became a state alchemist, Mustang put me under his command and never let me go traveling for anything. He seemed to think that because I didn't leave seconds after I got my license, that it was okay for him to keep me here. Well, unfortunately for him, it wasn't.

"I don't see why you mind so much Shion, its normal for military personnel to be moved around periodically. And any way, you'd never manage yourself out there, its much to dangerous for a girl like you." While he was speaking I had gotten more and more annoyed, he called me by my last name, he insulted my abilities, and he called me a girl! Well, I couldn't take it anymore, so I punched him in the face, hard.

"Ow! What the hell was that for!" he yelled at me, while holding his cheek, and fumbling for his ignition gloves. I ignored that, grabbed the back of his shirt, and threw him over the desk, and into the nearby wall. He manged to cough out some swear words, but he was stunned, and his gloves were on the floor. That gave me a good 25 seconds to trash the room, and boy did I. The paper work ended up on the floor, chairs got turned over, pictures thrown down, desks and draws emptied out, and when I was done, Mustang looked like he was ready to kill me. I just smiled, waved, and ran like hell to get out of there.

As I was running I heard Mustang yelling, and I saw Breda, Falman, Havoc, and Fuery coming in. I waved to them and laughed as I saw their reactions to the mess that I had made. Once I was out of the command center, I slowed down, and headed back to my hotel. If I was transferring, I needed to pack my stuff up, because Mustang had lied. The train ticket that was attached to the papers was for tomorrow, not a few days time.

Tomorrow was gonna be crazy...

Next day

I hate mornings, I like to go to sleep late, and wake up late, I am also very hard to wake up. As a result, I am hardly ever on time to anything, heck, I was really close to failing the exam because I came as the doors were closing.

And this morning was the same, the alarm clock went off, and all it did was make me burrow deeper into my blankets. When it got too annoying, I slammed on the sleep button, and gave the time a quick glance. It read 8:45, the train left at 9 sharp, and it was a good 10 minutes away from here. I just stared at the small clock, and when it finally sunk in I jumped out of bed, already reaching for my clothes.

Black jeans, a black camisole, and my hooded jacket that came down at the knees. I gave my short black hair a brushing and fastened my state pocket watch around my neck. Then I grabbed my knapsack and suitcase, ran out the door, and headed for the station.

My legs were screaming at me to stop, and my lungs were burning up from running like this first thing in the morning. The fact that I had skipped breakfast to save time wasn't helping at all, but at least I could eat on the train to East City. But I had to actually get to the train first.

When the station came into sight, I could see Havoc and Fuery boarding, then the train whistle blew, and the doors were closed. I let out a yell and pushed myself even harder, and when I was about 50 feet away, the train started too move. Just when it was at the end of the platform, I jumped onto the back, tossed open the door and walked into the car, trying to catch my breath.

All it contained was 15 or so people from the military, all in uniform, so seeing my outfit, one of the guards walked up to me. I just pointed to the watch around my neck and started looking for my demented group. I found them, sitting in a middle booth, but only five seats were taken, and it was Mustang that was missing. That was weird, I thought that he had actually missed the train, but then I saw him sitting with some higher up looking people. He apparently had been sucked into a conversation, and was not enjoying himself very much judging by the look on his face. I smirked, serves him right for transferring me again.

Breda spotted me and waved, so I came over and took the window seat next to Havoc. After giving some hugs out, I proceeded to hit Havoc and Fuery over the head with one of my books.

"Ow! Zira, what was that for!" Havoc looked at me, rubbing the bump on his head. Fuery just stayed quite and looked at me questionably.

"That's for not waiting for me!" I said " I saw you guys getting on, you could have waited two more minutes."

Havoc mumbled something about me "still getting on the train so why the big deal" and I just smiled.

"Do you want this book to hurt you even more?" He shut up at that. "the reason I'm annoyed, is because no one waited, I had to run all the way here, I have a stitch in my side, and I skipped breakfast. So unless someone wants their nose broken, I suggest that you guys find me some food." I also swiped Havoc's cigarette out of his mouth and crushed it under my foot. "Not today Havoc."

"You are evil, you know that?"

"I know. Ah! Thanks Fuery!" Fuery had gotten me a sandwich, which I happily took, and I procured a water bottle for myself. After I had eaten, I pointed over towards Mustang "Whats up with that, I knew he was a kiss up, but he looks surprisingly pissed about this."

Falman glanced over at them "They apparently wanted to talk about something with him. I put my money on them trying to get the Colonel to like them."

Havoc took a look too "Lets make this a real bet. Everyone gives 10 bucks* and winner gets it all. I think its one of those demented tactics talk things that go nowhere at all."

"It might just be a friendly 'stay out of my territory' kind of talk." that was Fuery, we all looked a Breda and Hawkeye for their bets. Breda spoke up first and he had a pretty good one.

"It's gotta be about his transfer or something like that." Then Hawkeye looked up, and once she saw that we were all in this, she tossed in her 10 dollars and spoke.

"Most likely its something that will end up annoying the Colonel." dang she had a good chance of winning when you put it like that. Then it was my turn, and I'm pretty sure that I had it right.

"I bet that its something about his subordinates, you guys, or about me." I put my money in the pile, and counted it up. 60 dollars, that would be really nice to win, and the others thought so too, I'm sure of it. I wondered when we would get the bet results, I hoped that it was before we got to the City, because I didn't really trust anyone to hold onto the money.

We amused ourselves with small talk since we had nothing else to do. Honestly I was bored to death, and after 5 minutes of no real conversion I pulled out my basic alchemy book, and settled back for a relaxing re-read. However, having read the book over five times, I was bored again after 10 minutes. The train ride was roughly 3 hours or so, and it hadn't even been an hour yet. This was bound to go wrong in so many ways.

Looking up from my book, I could see that everyone else was equally, if not more so, bored. Yeah, we all needed amusement in the worst possible way. So, what to do to kill time? When you're the Water drop alchemist like I am, you get some chalk out. I started drawing a transmutation circle on the floor, and Fuery started to look nervous.

I couldn't say that I blamed him, I used alchemy for a lot of things in Central. Most of them were directed towards the Colonel, but somehow someone else always manged the get involved. The old office still has ink stains on it from the ink transmutations. I looked over at Fuery, "Nothing major this time, I promise." and continued to draw.

I sat back up and checked it over, then I turned to Breda. "Name something." He jumped and looked at the circle.

"Um, an ink jug." Well that would be easy, but hey, anythings better than being bored. I placed my hand on the circle, and there was a flash of blue light. Now, there was wooden ink jar laying there. I tossed it to Breda, and settled back with my book again. After 10 minutes or so, I was fast asleep, and my last thought was, 'I better win that bet'.

3 hours later- East City Station.

I woke up to Havoc and Hawkeye shaking me, I pried my eyes open and looked around. We had stopped moving, so I guess we were there. I got up, yawned, and made sure I had all of my stuff with me. The only people left in the train car were Mustang, Havoc, Hawkeye, and Fuery. The rest of them had gone on ahead. When we got off the train, Breda had gotten us a couple of cars, so we went straight to the command center.

It was smaller than Central, but we had a pretty big office. Mustang had his desk, and the rest of us had our smaller desks in the same room. I immediately claimed mine and started to put my stuff onto it. Not much really went onto it though, I traveled light, and I liked to carry a good portion of my stuff around. As I was assembling my desk, it occurred to me that I had nowhere to stay. I didn't have a house, I hated the dorms, and I didn't like to pay for long term hotel stay. In Central I had been staying at a hotel, and that was because I really couldn't find anywhere else.

I located the Colonel and yelled over to him "Damn you Mustang!" This was all his fault, he could have warned me, so I could find someplace to stay.

"I'm guessing it's the usual problem Zira?" Hawkeye asked and I nodded, she looked over some papers and handed one too me. "We took the liberty of finding you an apartment this time." I looked at the document, it basically told me the rent, how big it was, and the address.

"Thanks Hawkeye!" She nodded and went back to her work, while I finished up my desk. I glanced around the room, and found a window with a large ledge. I hopped up onto it and opened the window. A nice cool breeze came in, effectively scattering some papers.

I looked out at the City, already planning some "interesting" things that could be done here. The plus side to this move was that we weren't going to be right under the Fuhrer. Here in East City I could do a lot with alchemy, and almost never have to worry about seeing the Fuhrer. I guess this move wasn't that bad, but I'd never admit it to Mustang.

Chapter End!

*I don't know how much that would be in sens, so we'll stick to dollars for now

Zira- Well? What do you people think!

Ed- Where do I come in?

Zira- later on, maybe a chapter or two.

Ed- fine.

Zira- Ed and I have made peace, sort of!

Ed- grrrrrr

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Ed- please review, then maybe Zira'll shut up for once.

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Edit!

I cleaned it up some more, but if this is your first time reading, don't worry about it!