Me: ... This is weird. Although Ed is weird, so I guess it's ok XD

When one couldn't sleep at night, one began to think of strange things.

At least, this is what Edward had decided as he lay there, in bed, in the middle of the night. If he squinted enough, he could sort of make out where the hands of the clock hanging on the wall opposite were pointing, and if his squinting was good, it was around four o'clock in the morning.

He puffed out sigh, the short blast of air lifting stray strands of blond hair and whipping them upwards before they settled on his forehead. Edward waved them away irritably and experimentally shut his eyes to try and drift off.

Mustang would screw at him if he was tired the next day, which was something Edward was really not in the mood for. He wouldn't be late, he was sure, and she would make sure of that.

The alchemist never had a problem with getting up, and certainly not when sleeping either, so he was rather confused as to why he couldn't seem to drop off like rock as he normally did.

He supposed he could blame it on the cheese he had before bed… wait. That gave you nightmares.

Did he want to go to sleep now, then?

Edward scowled at his tired brain's wobbly track of thought. Turning over onto his stomach roughly and burying his face into his pillow, he muttered muffled nonsense into the white material.

Turning his head slightly at the soft, sleepy sigh that echoed gently in his ear beside him, Edward returned to his original track of thought.

This was that woman sleeping beside him, Riza, had nice ears.

The blond haired man made a face at the very strange thought. Although… it was true, he decided.

Elegant lines, soft skin, and a tiny little hole where the pin of an earring slid through. Reaching out with a human finger, Edward traced the very edge of Riza's ear gently.

"… This is weird." He decided, dropping his hand, turning his face back into his pillow and shutting his eyes stubbornly, trying to think of relaxing things and places like others said to do when one was having trouble sleeping.

"What is?"

Edward lifted his head so fast off of the pillow at the lieutenant's voice that it was a miracle he didn't crick his neck. Twisting his head, he looked at the now awake Riza Hawkeye. "… Eh?"

"You said something was weird." The woman replied quietly, her voice quiet and husky from sleep. Her eyelids were drooped halfway across her eyes, and she had turned her head so that the ear Edward had been stroking earlier was swallowed by her pillow.

'Nothing' was what Edward's mind had said to say; "…You have nice ears." Was what came out of Edward's mouth. He cringed at that, blaming the fact he had been distracted by the second of Riza's ears poking out from between strands of light blonde hair.

The lieutenant raised an eyebrow, confused. "Thank-you." She replied simply, the corners of her mouth tilted up ever so slightly, giving away her slight amusement.

Edward caught it and the embarrassment burning in his stomach grew in intensity and he dropped his head back onto his pillow. "Let's just go back to sleep." He muttered sourly, hoping to not have to explain why he suddenly blurted out he thought Riza's ears, of all things, were attractive.

"… Have you even been to sleep yet?" Riza's concerned voice questioned.

"Urr… sort of, kinda… not really."

A soft sigh.

Edward expected her to say something, and was surprised when the woman beside him simply reached out with a slender hand and brushed the hair away from one of his ears. He opened his mouth to say something, but she simply shook her head. "Go to sleep."

He gave a grunt of agreement and let his oddly heavy eyelids slide closed.

"… You have nice ears too, you know."

Edward reached out with an auto-mail finger this time and poked her playfully in the side, where he knew from experience she was ticklish. He smirked into his pillow at her slight gasp and twitch.

Me: ... Yeah. Review, please?