/A.N. My first FMA fic is a FemEd fic...what am I thinking XD Decided to write this after watching the Conqueror of Shamballa, reading a bunch of fanfics and pulling an all-nighter for no reason o3o/

Poke.

"Nii-saan!"

Harder poke.

"Mmmmf?"

Pinch.

"Ow! Wassup, Al?"

"General Mustang has sent a message. He wants you to meet him ten minutes ago!"

Ed shot out of bed, the thin blanket wrapping around his legs and making him fall over in the process.

"Why didn't you wake me?!"

Alphonse grinned, leaning against the wall. "Because, I may have lied a little. General Mustang does want to see you, but not until this evening. It's nearly noon already, nii-saan."

Edward glared at his brother, before yawning. "Well I'm up now, so I may as well get dressed." He grabbed the rest of his clothes from crumpled mess at the end of the bed and began to dress.

Al blinked, a hint of remorse flitting across his features. "You can't keep it hidden forever. It's habit for me to call you nii-saan now. The military must have accepted you for who you are by now."

Edward stopped halfway through pulling on his gloves. He sighed. There was a brief awkward silence in which Ed pulled on his red jacket and placed his right hand on the apartment door knob.

"You didn't have to watch you know."

/A.N. Really short, I know lol. But I wanted to end it there .u./