I don't own FullMetal Alchemist. Nor will I ever. #FrownyFace

"The red thumb tacks represent children between the ages of 5-15 that have gone missing. The Blue thumb tacks represent sex offenders. And the green, the bodies that have been found." The colonel stated with a heavy sigh. "I'm going to inform everyone of this assignment that we've been given. I'm giving you a head start, see if you can make anything of this."

"Alright. I'll get started on this. You go inform everyone." Ed told him, his nose already in the piles of paper, more than likely unaware of what he had just repeated what Mustang had just told him. Sighing, Mustang opened the door, chancing a glance at the younger man, left the office and called a meeting, excluding Ed, since he was already informed and working.

Colonel Mustang had just debriefed his subordinates on the new case. So everyone Minus Ed was working on the case in the main room. Occasionally Mustang would glance over at Ed, working diligently in his office. Every head was working on solving the case. But no progress was made before lunch. One by one everyone filed out of the office, everyone except for Mustang and Ed.

Ed was oblivious to the time, since his head's in the case files. The thought of finding Al, after all this time. . . Ed decided that he would work day and night, 24 hours if need be, until Al and/or these missing children were found and their captors found, then he wasn't going to sleep willingly.

'That's for damn sure.' Ed thought.

Mustang got up and stretched.

'My brain is fried!' He thought yawning. He checked his Alchemic Pocket-Watch. 6:55 the watch read. 'Shit! Well, there goes lunch. It's time to go home.' The thought crossed his mind and he instantly agreed with it. He picked up his blue jacket in his arms and yawned again.

"Jeeze! Why am I so exhausted?" The Colonel questioned aloud, not expecting the answer that he got. The answer came in the form yawn that emanated from the Colonel's personal office.

'Is Ed still in there?' Mustang thought as he walked over to his Office. Ed's still sitting in front of the secondary desk in the corner of the office. Blond hair blocked his face on both sides. With his face in one hand, a file in other, the young blond yawned once more, covering his mouth with his hand holding the open file.

"Fullmetal?" Mustang asked. Ed said nothing; he just continued to read the file. Mustang sighed and tried again. "Fullmetal." With no response Mustang sighed again and walked over to the young alchemist.

"Edward." Mustang said, shaking Ed's shoulder.

"WHAT!" Ed shouted startled, jumping out of the chair and away from the table, his hands poised, ready to transmute.

"Easy there Edward." Mustang said, raising his hands in surrender, showing that he meant no harm.

"Damn it Mustang! You know not to sneak up on me like that!" Ed exclaimed, lowering his hands to his sides.

"I did Ed. I said your name three times before shaking your shoulder." Mustang said with a light chuckle, walking up to Ed.

"I take it, since you're using my name, and not my title, that everyone's gone." Ed said looking at Mustang.

"Yep." Mustang replied, planting a kiss on Ed's forehead. Ed's stomach growled, as Roy's mouth began to move down towards Ed's mouth. Ed's face became red from embarrassment, while Roy just smiled.

"You skipped Lunch, didn't you?" Roy asked.

"Uhhh… Kinda…"

"Ed! You know you have to eat!"

"I know, I know. I just got caught up working on this new case!" Ed exclaimed.

"Fine. Fine. Ok. Just, let's not revert back to old habits. OK?"

"Ok. And I won't." Ed said with a huff

"Just making sure." Roy said with a laugh. "Let's go get something to eat." Roy said making his way to the door.

"Fine." Ed said, gathering up his things quickly before following him out the office door. "BUT YOU'RE BUYING!" Ed exclaimed, running after said boyfriend, who had just shut out the light and was about to shut the door to the room.

Ed drove over to the local Long-John-Silvers, while Roy sat in the passenger seat. Ed was driving because he argued that it was his car and that since it was his car, no one drove him around anymore. As crappy of an argument, as that was, Roy gave and let Ed drive.

They got to the Long-John-Silver's with no incidents. Ed parked the car and they got out. Ed ordered the breaded tilapia, fries and a Mountain Dew. Roy got some breaded chicken; hush puppies, fries, and a Coke.

After getting their food, they walked back out to the car, not wanting to be in the over-crowded restaurant any longer. Ed unlocked the car in, while walking to the vehicle. Roy opened the passenger side door before slipping inside the black car. Ed opened the driver side door.

"Here. Will you hold this?" Ed asked handing Roy his bag of fried food and his green drink.

"Sure." Roy replied grabbing the items that were being held in front of his face. Ed stretched a little bit in the parking lot. Getting the kink out of his back, Ed yawned, looking around the almost empty parking lot. Ed saw this green-haired kid was watching Ed.

'Is that the same kid I saw watching me earlier?' Ed thought.

"I'll be right back." Ed said to Roy before sprinting to the kid.

'Wha! Wait! ED!" Roy yelled, trying to unbuckle his seat belt to stop the blond before he got too far away, but failed. Roy got out of the car, only to find Ed gone, he had disappeared into the crowd that was gathering on the parking lot.

"SHit!" Roy yelled, sitting back down on the passenger seat, leaving the door open. Roy place the food in the floorboard with his and the Mountain Dew in the cup holder, and waited.

"HEY! GET BACK HERE!" Ed yelled at the green-haired kid. The kid just continued to run away. Ducking thought people and alleyways. Obviously this kid knew his way around Central, but so did Ed.

"HEY! I SAID STOP!" Ed yelled as they turned down the second alleyway. Ed was done with this chase. Ed dropped to one knee, clapped, and transmuted a wall in front of the kid. The kid skidded to a halt, just barely able to stop without the wall making his stop. The kid turned around and looked at Ed, gold eyes glistened with fear. The child quickly clapped his hands and transmuted a hole in the wall, and jumped through it, sprinting away from the alleyway.

"SHIT!" Ed yelled, surprised that this ragged kid could transmute. Ed jumped through the hole like a hurdler would jump over a hurdle. The kid turned right, exiting the alleyway, Ed skittided and turned to the right, hoping to catch up to this strange, green-haired, alchemist.

The kid was gone. He had disappeared into the crowd. Since the kid wasn't running thought the people, he wasn't easily spotted. Ed leaned against the brick wall, and gripped his side. It felt like his lungs were collapsing in on themselves.

'I really need to get in shape.' Ed thought to himself, taking deep, slow breaths. When Ed felt better he looked up at the crowd, getting his bearings so he could get back to Roy and his food. He looked around at the buildings, realizing that he's only five blocks away. Taking a deep breath, Ed stepped out onto the sidewalk, and froze momentarily. The kid was standing across the street, staring at him again. Ed took a step towards the road, wanting to cross in order to get to the alchemist, but a car sped by him. Stopping him in his tracks. Jumping back, Ed fell onto the sidewalk, landing on his butt.

A vichilal, a van, sped up to the kid and stopped, but before that van stopped, Ed could have sworn that he heard the kid say,

"Sorry. . . Brother. . ."

Max: Well. I guess that there is going to be Roy X Ed in this Fic. XD

Helen: *Sighs* What about your other story's?

Max: About that. . . Um. . . I'm working on that. . . It's just that the juices for this Fic, is flowing, and I can't find a spicketit to stop it from over flowing!

Helen: Jeezes. You are so over dramatic!

Max: Can you blame me! I kinda have to be the over dramatic one in this trio of misfits!

Helen: *Sighs* Whatever. Just, working on your OTHER fics as well as THIS one.

Sam: Don't you think you're being a little harsh on her?

Max: Yeah Helen! Don't you think you're being a little hard on me? *Places hands on hips*

Helen: *Glares at Max*

Max: *Hides behind Sam. (AKA Samantha, for those who don't know)* Help ME!

Sam: *Sighs*

Helen: *Sighs*

Max: Uh. . . It may take me a while to write the next chapter of, well, anything. . .

Helen: What. Do. You. Mean? Max.

Max: Um. . . Well. . . * Becomes smaller in order to hide behind Sam better* I sorta lost my Notebook.

Helen: Your notebook?

Max: Yeah. My, Brainstorming. Notebook.

Helen: *starts to see red.*

Max: *Starts to run.* DONT KILL ME! PLEASE!

Helen: YOU BETTER FIND THAT NPTE BOOK YOU UNGRATEFUL TWIT! *Starts to chase Max*

Sam: Oh No. *Looks at reader.* Please R&R. While I make sure your author doesn't die. *Runs after Max&Helen* COME BACK HERE YOU TWO!