Chapter one: Mission

(Author's note: Hi! This is my first attempt at a yaoi fan fic, so it may suck. But I have received come complements so it can't be all bad. Um… I want to extend my thanks to Black Cherry Blossom-Chan because she is the coolest person/editor/friend ever!! Ok, here's the first chapter, so enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own no characters from Fullmetal Alchemist and the title was from the song "Prelude 12/21" by AFI)

"Honey, is something on your mind?"

A young man turned his gaze from the deep orange sky above to his girlfriend's blue eyes. He knew he could try to fake a smile and tell her everything was fine, but he also knew that his eyes would betray him.

"Why makes you think I have anything on my mind?" Edward asked.

"You've just seemed a little agitated about something this week," Winry said as she threw her small, black jacket onto the bed.

"It's nothing that you need to worry about, Winry," he said, leaning his back against the windowsill.

"Edward," she whispered, stepping across the wood panel floor and wrapping her arms around his waist. "I may not need to worry, but you know I will."

Edward smiled, bring his arms from behind him and circling them around Winry's hips. "That's true."

Winry gave Edward's golden braid a playful tug. Edward was taken aback as Winry's face became a battle of a smile and tears.

"Win?"

"I don't want you to go. You just got this promotion. Why…why can't they send someone with more experience? Didn't they say it was an advance mission?"

Edward placed his hand on Winry's cheek. "They gave it to me because they're sure I'll come home. Ok?"

"Yeah," Winry sniffled.

Edward gently kissed her forehead.

It's not the mission that's on my mind…

Edward sat outside on the porch, wondering how long it would be until he left. He'd been asked to attend a stake out mission in the West Country. He didn't mind it. He was use to going to foreign country. The thing that bothered him the most was who he had to work with. The Brigadier General and Flame Alchemist, Roy Mustang.

Ever since Edward entered the military six years ago, the General had been giving him a somewhat hard time. He was constantly made fun of by Roy and compared to him as well.

Edward rose, extending his arms and releasing a long yawn. He was leaving for the mission in the morning. The military had no idea how long the two alchemists would be out there. Edward didn't care if it was only a day together. That was far too long to spend with Mustang.

He gazed up at the deep purple sky dotted with stars. It was true that since he had gotten this promotion and mission, trivial things had been bothering him. Nothing that was going on made sense to him. He had been off active duty for almost three years now. Then, out of nowhere, the military decided to activate him and give him a promotion to Colonel.

He could just imagine what would happen when he got to Central. He would see the Brigadier General sitting at his desk with a cocky grin on his face. He would look at Edward with jet-black eyes beneath hair that matched them. He would make some crack about Edward's rank and then brief him on the mission and talk about how much a pain it will be to work with him…

Edward pulled his jacket closer to his body. As his bare left hand brushed his cheek, he realized his face had gotten hot. Am I blushing?

(OOOO...What's going to happen next? Well, I kinda know because I wrote it. Go figure. I hope you enjoyed the story. Read on and please Review!!!)