Hope you enjoy this chapter! I had a little bit of time left after work...And I'm pooped...so tired...
Chapter 3: Scar Tissue.
"Sheesh brother...I didn't actually think that you were capable of getting sent to the principal's office on the first day of school." Alphonse announced quietly from the other side of the door of the Vice Principal's office. "Winry owes me ten bucks for that bet." He said with a triumphant smile.
Just then the door to the Vice Principal's office was swung open with a loud bang, and out exited a short blonde teenager, scowl pressed firm on his face as he quickly stormed across the staff members room, through the head office room, and out the other door on the other side, shaking his head sadly at his elder brother's bad behavior, Alphonse went to quickly catch up with his storming brother.
"Wait Ed! I got you're books from class!" Alphonse stated, hurriedly going to the side of his seething brother. Sheepishly handing him his books with one eye closed for the inevitable.
Edward grumbled and chose to ignore the fact that his own brother was being jumpy around him and quickly grabbed his books from within Al's hands with a dark brooding scowl. "I didn't get detention, just a slap on the wrist since it's the first day of school." He growled out. Then groaned loudly and hid his face with the help of his books before pulling them away with a small growl.
"I owe that Ling guy a good swift kick in the ass, since it's his entire fault!" Edward barked.
Alphonse raised a questioning eyebrow at his older brother. "Ling? Who's that?"
"The guy that passed me this note..." Edward grumbled as he dug around inside his black skinny jeans and pulled out a crumpled up piece of paper, then handed it to Al beside him. "He passed me another one, but I didn't get the chance to finish it and pass it back to him. Wish I did. Maybe then he would've left me alone after, that son of a—"
"—Hey there!"
"WAAAH!" Edward shouted, he instantly dropped his books in order to shove Alphonse to the side.
Hearing Alphonse scream with fright at suddenly being tossed to the side by his brother un-expectantly.
Edward was expecting a big burly jock looking for a fight, but once he swiftly turned around and only met with black shifty looking eyes—that seemed to have this thing, where his eyes just had this weird ability that was capable of peering inside of him every time their eyes met—and knew right away that it was Ling Yao.
Edward groaned aloud and kneeled down in order to pick up his fallen books. "Go away Ling. Trying to get to class without you fucking it up yenno?" He grumbled as he sluggishly piled his books on top of the other.
He stilled instantly though when he saw hands reach out and helping him.
Edward stopped his sorting to blink up in surprise. Ling was willingly helping him pick up his books, without a word of "sorry" or complaints being said.
"Sorry about that by the way."
Oh, there it is, that word "sorry" he was half-expecting to be said with total sarcasm.
Ling looked up from the fallen books to give the uncertain looking teenager an apologetic smile. "I didn't actually think that you would get caught though." He smirked at this. "You gotta be sneakier than that Edward if you ever want to survive Ms. Hawkeyes class. Her last name suites her perfectly just to warn you." He quipped in with a short snort.
Edward rolled his eyes in passion and scoffed loudly. "Gee, thanks...Could've used THAT heads up earlier. Completely useless to me now when I just got the boot from her class on the first day." Edward said, sighing in exasperation as he finished piling up his books, then straightened out his hunch over position.
In front of him, Ling straightened out his posture as well and handed him back the papers that fell out of a random empty notebook, a smile plastered across his face as usual.
"Thanks." Edward briskly acknowledged before turning away to continue storming down the hall, pulling a bemused looking Alphonse along with him.
"Why did you push me?" Alphonse squawked.
"Hurry up and shut up! We gotta get to class before—" Edward started to say.
"—So, you need help finding the way?"
"Jesus!" Edward cried out in surprise as he almost dropped his books a second time. "Quit sneaking up on people damn it!" Edward bristled. "Is this how you always greet people? Scaring the crap outta them then get them kicked out of their classes?" Edward accused as he let go of his younger brother's sweater sleeve and huffed in annoyance at the tag-along that is Ling.
Who only smiled brightly as he closed his shifty looking eyes. "Yep! So need help finding Math class?" He asked yet again, once he re-opened his eyes to stare down into the glaring gold colored eyes of Edward Elric's, he couldn't help but blink in surprise when he finally noticed a second person standing beside the short blonde that is Edward, and tilted his head in confusion.
The both of them looked the same, the only difference between the two was that one had long bright blonde hair kept in a braid, and the other was cut short and spiked here and there around the dirty blonde colored head. If Ling wasn't mistaken, they were brother's.
Ling plastered on a grin and took a step toward the tallest of the two, the one with the short dirty blonde hair. "I'm sorry; don't believe I know your name." He said with a small apologetic smile as he held out his hand in greeting. "Ling Yao. Grade 11."
Alphonse smiled nervously as he took the out stretched hand. "Alphonse Elric, Edwards's younger brother." He replied sheepishly. "Grade 10." He quickly quipped in.
"Younger?" Ling tilted his head once again. "But why is Ed the short one?" He smirked deviously.
"Don't call—" Can't say that Alphonse never tried.
"Who're you calling a fucking bean sprout that you have to use a magnifying glass in order to see me with?!" Edward roared.
Right in the middle of the hallway, and so loudly that all the students walking around them, all stopped dead in their tracks and held their breath, waiting for a chance to see a fight breaking out in the hallway.
Edward quickly lunged for the throat of Ling within seconds of Ling calling him that dreaded fucking word.
Only for Ling to quickly dodge the attack—big grin still alight on his face—and leaving Edward momentarily surprised at how fast the guy can move. In only a matter of seconds, Ling looked as though he was doomed, the cause of his death was going to be by strangulation of course, but in no time flat, he ducked his head, took a good leap back and was standing several feet away from the bemused looking blonde-haired teen.
Alphonse was also quick to react, he grabbed Edward from under his arms to try and subdue his attack on the smirking teenager that is Ling, and held a tight grasp around his arms and held Edward firmly in place.
"You promised me no fighting on the first day!" Alphonse complained, holding his brother by the arms and grunting every time the little teenager tried jumping out of his grasp.
"I promised nothing! Get over here you shifty eyed old man!" Edward hollered with rage, still trying desperately to claw the smiling guy's shifty eyes out.
But then Ed grinned cruelly when Ling gave a sudden hurt expression as he pointed to himself.
"Old?" Ling cried. "I'm fifteen! I was born like this, why do you think I always try to smile?" Ling defended himself, crossing his arms in defiance as he raised his nose in the air haughtily.
"Besides…" Ling trailed off suggestively, smirking over to Ed, who only gave him a confused expression. "You would've been happy to be born with this kind of face, it would've made you look much older than what you look like now. How old did you saw you were again? 12?" Ling stated, grinning widely when Edward only roared from the top of his lungs and tried desperately to wrench himself free from his younger brother's arms.
"Let me go! This bastard has to die!" Edward shrieked.
And finally, Edward managed to tug himself free from Alphonse's strong hold and quickly he lunged for Ling again, a loud battle cry rung throughout the hallways as Edward dashed towards the smirking long-haired teenager.
The students around them inside the hallway cheered with glee they were finally going to see the two teen's fight in the hall.
Alphonse's ears were still slightly ringing from the loud and angry roar that came from his brother.
And he soon gave up on trying to subdue his elder brother with a heavy sigh of disdain. "Why am I always the one trying to break up the fights? Isn't that the older brother's duty?" Al said, hanging his head in misery at his older brother's ignorance of how immature he always acted. "I really am going to have grey hair by the time I'm 20...!" He muttered under his breath, glad that the cheering students around him couldn't have heard his sad announcement.
'No girl would want to go out with me with white hair...!' Al thought as he hid his face in both his hands.
"Lunch." Edward deadpanned as he quickly gathered his books and stuffed them into his back-pack sitting beside him by his desk.
He was done with his Biology work fifteen minutes early and was mostly sitting in class being bored, drawing doodles on his books, and thinking about how Ling is such a dick.
When the bell finally sounded, indicating that it was exactly 12:00, that meant that the students now have time to themselves and get to have a lunch break.
As he finished rounding up all his books and piling them in a half-assed manner into his duffle bag, he quickly got up from his desk and began zigzagging through the students that were already beginning to disperse from inside the Biology 11 classroom. Thankfully that annoying Ling guy didn't have the same class as he did.
Nor did they go to Math 11 together either.
"Elric!"
Edward's head perked up at the sudden call of his sir name and he looked around within the close knit group of students surrounding him in the middle of the classroom, turning his head in every direction from inside the classroom, he saw no one looking at him, and definitely didn't see anyone coming towards him either.
'I'll just wait until everyone else has gotten the hell out of here before I start looking.' Edward thought, crossing his arms over his chest in impatience, until finally he was the only one left standing inside the classroom, glad that he can finally be able see without the students cutting off his line of view, he looked over to the teacher who stood there with a smile on his face.
"Hey Ed!" The man smiled brightly, the dark purple glasses situated in front of his eyes, fell slightly from his nose at the sudden wave of his hand.
Edward soon gave a small smile as well and a small wave of his hand, "Were you the one calling me Mr. Hughes?" He asked politely as he walked over to the man with oddly colored dark green hair, noticing a single strand of hair poking out from the center of his head that then looped low and close between his eyes as he stood with a smile on his middle-aged—but still very handsome looking—face.
"That was me," Mr. Hughes—or Edward's Bio teacher—confirmed with a smile. The man scratched under his dark bearded chin as he leaned against his big steel desk that stood in the center of the entire classroom. "Just wanted that sheet back that Mr. Graham handed to you this morning, yenno, that application sheet to let me know whether or not you were actually enrolled into L.A Central High?" He asked with a small tilt of his head.
Edward quirked an eyebrow up at the man but un-zipped his back-pack anyways. "How do you know that Mr. Graham handed me a sheet from this morning?" He questioned as he plucked it out from the front of his duffle bags pocket and handed it to Hughes.
Who only smiled as he clapped the young boy on his shoulder, rather roughly might Edward add, as he began laughing loudly above the teenager. "I may be the teacher of Biology, but I'm also this school's Principal! That's why you didn't see me this morning, I was busy getting this classroom ready for the students arrivals." Maes Hughes, the biology teacher/principal announced with a huge grin to his constantly smiling visage.
Edward gaped. Obviously a little taken aback that this nice man was actually the hard ass principal he heard students murmuring about inside the hallways of the school. "YOUR the principal? But why're you—"
"—Nice?" Hughes interjected with a small smile. "I'm a principal; I have to get to know each and every one of my students. Doesn't mean that I don't like it, because I enjoy it a lot, new faces, old faces, it doesn't matter. Every student here is now my responsibility and I'm happy either way to teach them lessons about life and education." He explained with a kind smile.
Edward couldn't help but give the man a genuine happy smile as he huffed a small chuckle. He had a feeling that this was the type of man he could easily give some respect to. For once.
He soon perked his head when he heard Hughes hum under his breath as he read over Edward's registration form. "Everything seems to be in check with your form. Here you go, you can go to the cafeteria for lunch break now. I don't want to see you wondering about inside the school though. Especially picking fights." he quickly chided with a waggle of his finger as Edward took back his registration form with a small nervous smile.
"Heh...Sorry I started a fight in the middle of your hallway again..." Edward apologized meekly as he remembered his and Ling's little dispute in the middle of the biology hallway, with cheering students crowding all around them.
Hughes was fortunate enough to have come by and break the two apart. But that doesn't mean that they got off scat free, Edward got a day of detention after school as did Ling when they got yanked apart.
In front of Edward, Hughes shook his head with a small smile playing at his lips. "Just don't do it again Edward...Or my supervisor might not be so considerate when he hears word that you had a fight and I only gave you one day of detention."
"Yes sir," Edward quickly saluted the man who saluted back with a smirk, then the teenager turned around and began heading into the direction of the cafeteria.
Edward remembered the conversation he had with that crazy old man (Mr. Graham) that morning, that the cafeteria was located down on the last floor of the school building, and that today they were getting burgers since it's a "Joyous" occasion of the first day of school.
Edward rolled his eyes passionately. 'Yeah, right, 'joyous occasion' my ass...Me and a guy named Ling getting into a scrap in the middle of the hallway, getting a whole day of detention on top of that was a very 'enjoyable day' indeed...Pssh...Stupid Ling.' Edward thought with a hard scowl on his face.
Ed can still remember the guy's smug look on his face after they were both told that they were spending a day of detention together after school as punishment.
He can also hear his voice inside his head mocking him.
"That was fun; I never scrapped like that in a long time. Let's not do it again though, you sure can punch for such a SMALL competitor," Ling stated with a small smile as he rubbed at his jaw gingerly. Then he quickly grinned back up at a seething blonde teenager. "I'll see you when it's lunch break Edward. Later!" Then the guy waved a quick good-bye—with a great big fake grin on his face—as he swiftly ran out of the vice principals door without giving Edward the satisfaction of finally getting his hands wrapped around his throat, strangling and swearing at him like no tomorrow.
Edward soon snapped back into reality when he finally made it down four flights of stairs, where he then took a sharp right turn to where he was instructed that the cafeteria was located, further down the hallway he just turned from, and round a left hand corner where he will then be faced with the cafeteria double doors.
The Vice Principal also told Edward that the cafeteria's back-doors would be left open on the warmer days, meaning that today, the doors leading into the outside lunch tables and benches will be open for any of the students willing to eat outside.
'It's beautiful out, maybe I should go eat out there once I find Alphonse.' Edward thought, smiling happily as he rounded the last turn leading to the cafeteria doors.
But just as he had that fresh in his mind, a dark brooding scowl replaced his expression and he groaned loudly when he realized that Ling would most likely be looking around the cafeteria for him.
'I just wanna find Al, eat, and get the hell outta here before that weirdo finds me.' Edward grumbled inside his head.
Once he walked in through the double doors of the cafeteria hall and was greeted by the smell of burgers, overly greased fries, and the fresh scent of the outdoors, he all but forgotten about the whole Ling incident as his stomach roared hungrily for sustenance.
'Be still my growling stomach,' He halfheartedly willed his stomach.
Zigzagging his way through the crowding students, he was finally in the cafeteria lunch line. When he turned his head to look over his right arm shoulder, he was met with the sight of four steel double doors, all of them opened, and that's when he caught notice that half of the students were already piled on most of the benches outside, and the other half were already sitting at the tables inside the cafeteria.
He pursed his bottom lip in displeasure, now where was he gonna find Al?
'I should look around here, and then head out.' He thought, nodding his head at his own idea as he turned his entire attention to the lunch line before him.
He stuck his tongue out in concentration as he dug around inside his jeans pocket for his lunch money. 'I gotta have at least 5 bucks in here somewhere...There it is!' He announced happily inside his head as he pulled the money out, an eager grin on his face as the line was getting closer to the lunch ladies who were handing out burgers and fries.
Edward noticed that there also seemed to be poutine on the menu as well when he saw one lunch lady pile on cheese and a whole spoon-full of gravy onto a student's lunch tray, and Edward's stomach only growled and roared at the sight of gravy and cheese, two of his favorite condiments that complimented food perfectly together.
'Now I REALLY can't wait to eat!' Edward smiled brightly at the food, which he was heading nearer to.
"Keep walking pipsqueak! Other people in line too!"
And there goes his good mood, shooting itself in the face and flinging its own dead carcass out of the cafeteria lunch window.
With a low deep growl escaping his lips, Edward swiftly turned around inside the lunch line and was about to unleash all hell onto the poor fool who dared to call him short.
That is until the blonde shaggy haired teenager got whacked upside the head by someone behind him in the line.
With a lunch tray.
Edward flinched back at how loud that cafeteria lunch tray smacked into the head of the teen in front of him, and cringed at how it just seemed to echo throughout the cafeteria.
"Ahh!" The guy that called Edward 'pipsqueak', cried out in pain as he kneeled onto the cafeteria floor, holding his now sore head in both his hands.
Edward looked up from the kneeling teenager and up towards the person that just hit the poor kid in the head with a lunch tray.
Once he looked up from behind his own lunch tray—what? He had to protect himself too—Edward is met with a set of deep auburn colored eyes, the guy standing in front of him wore black-spiked wristbands on both his wrist with silver rings on each of his middle fingers, he had an odd black and red tattoo on his left hand, the guy had short spikey black hair that reminded him of the old 50's styled slicked back greaser hair-do, he also had an evil twisted smirk on his face as if he was proud of himself that he just assaulted a teenager that looked younger than he did while standing in the line for cafeteria food—that may or may not have been worth the hit at all.
One thing that Edward DID like about the guy, was that he had a pretty awesome tattoo. A dragon looking as though it's either chasing or eating its own tail as a single star sat just inside of the curled tail dragon.
"Just shut your mouth before you say anything else you might regret." The dark haired teenager practically spat into the teary eyed face of the teenager.
The dark-haired guy soon looked up from the poor excuse of a man kneeling on the floor, and is met with rather shocked looking gold colored eyes—that seemed to shine in the lighting above their heads—a small light-hearted smile lit his features as the boy still continued to look at him in complete shock.
He looked rather adorable if he did say so himself, all scared and staring up at him as though he might attack him as well. Adorable fear.
"Wha-what did you just do?" Edward gasped as he knelled down to the floor; he reached for teenager, who he noticed was already beginning to form a nasty looking bruise on the left side of his eye and cheek.
But was startled out of his wits when the teenager suddenly slaps both his helping hands away from him.
"Get away from me!" The teenager shouted in utter disdain as he swiftly got up and ran out of the cafeteria hall.
Edward continued to kneel on the floor, staring wide eyed at the fast retreating figure of the hurt teenager, hands sore, but that wasn't the only thing that was stinging him.
"He was obviously pissing you off, so I just thought I would step in and help out a fellow student." The dark-haired teenager announced coolly he also knelled down beside the shocked looking blonde haired boy. He tilted his head curiously as the boy didn't reply. "I'm Greed by the way." He introduced himself.
And pouted just a bit when he still didn't get an answer from the boy in front of him.
"Whaaaat?" The older teenager dragged out. "Did you not like my methods of teaching a bitchin' student a lesson?" Greed laughed as he straightened out his kneeling posture to crack his back. Hearing a few joints crack here and there.
Edward scowled darkly as he slowly got up from the floor. "But you didn't have to give the kid a concussion! Besides that was my fight to deal with! Who the hell are you to step in like that anyways?!" Edward shouted, taking several steps towards the guy and yanked on the collar of his black shirt down to his height. Just so he can stare eye-to-eye with the lunatic.
The guy put up both of his hands in show of surrender with a small smirk on his face.
Edward was slightly taken aback at how sharp the guy's teeth looked.
"My name is Greed, as I just explained to you earlier." The older teen—Greed—said with a smile. "Now if you don't mind...You're ruining my shirt." He said with a sly smile as he grabbed the wrist of the blonde haired boy in his hand and pulled the shorter teen forward, practically nose to nose at the distance he pulled the blonde-haired boy forward.
Greed actually surprised himself that he was able to wrap his whole hand around the shorter teenager's wrist.
Edward huffed and pulled away from Greed's touch.
Disgusted that Greed's hand managed to touch the bare skin of his wrist.
"Leave me 'lone." Ed slurred as he quickly grabbed his tray and marched off, not before taking two burgers, a large order of poutine, and then swiftly walking away.
Greed's smiled never left his lips as he watched the shorter teen, with the long shining blonde hair, sway his hips as he tried to hurriedly leave him behind. His round ass making him shiver in anticipation. Oh yes...He would enjoy this one. 'Mmm...Fresh meat, innocent looking too, probably a virgin...Been a while since I had a good lay.' Greed thought as he licked his lips in anticipation. He never wanted anything more.
Edward was still disgusted that the Greed guy managed to touch him—even though it was only his wrist that got violated by his hand—he still felt grossed out by the mere thought of him.
There was something about that guy that Edward despised. And Edward wasn't the kind of guy to judge a book by its cover, and then hate it quickly after.
But if he got grossed out, and his skin prickled by the mere thought of that guy, than there is something obviously off about Greed.
Shaking his head away from those unpleasant thoughts, he began sweeping his eyes around the large cafeteria hall, in search for his younger brother. "Where is he...?" Edward trailed off uneasily.
He knew that Alphonse wasn't the type to get lost, he knew his brother too well, Al kept perfect track of everything and everybody around him. But still...They were in a new school...And it was their first day.
"Alphonse..." Edward whispered, his stomach dropping when he hadn't caught sight of that familiar clean-cut short blonde head of hair anywhere. 'What if he's...?'
"Lost?"
"Dear God!" Edward shouted in surprise, almost throwing his food tray up in the air once he jumped back from the voice behind his ear. When he swiftly turned around, he groaned aloud. "Ling..."
Ling tilted his head to the side with a confused expression, his black pony-tailed hair sweeping over his shoulder as he did. "Why do you sound so disappointed? Looking for someone?" Ling suggested as he too started looking around for whoever Edward Elric was looking for, then he realized. "Hey is that your brother?" He stated with a grin.
Edward whipped his head in the direction to where Ling's finger was pointing at. "Where?" He shouted as he looked around frantically.
"Right there, follow me." Ling said as he began walking down and through the many students lined and piled on top of, and around, the cafeteria benches, the students were already ravenously eating their cafeteria food, and half of the rest, were already outside doing the same.
Ling looked over his shoulder and smiled in delight when he noticed the short blonde teenager was walking closely behind him, smiling for the fact that the antenna looking strand of hair was bouncing with each of the boy's hurried movements.
When Ling was getting closer to the empty cafeteria bench he saw Edward's young brother residing in, he smiled with joy when the short haired boy caught sight of him and waved with a bright smile on his face.
"Ling! Over here!" Alphonse shouted.
Edward perked his head at that oh so familiar sounding voice and eagerly pushed Ling out of his view. "Al!" Edward cried jovially as he rushed to the bench to glomp onto his younger brother. "I thought you got lost or fell asleep on the toilet! I'm so glad you're OK!"
"Bro—ther—yer...Choking..." Alphonse gasped, weakly petting his older brother on his arm as a way to loosen his grip Edward had on his neck.
Edward dropped his younger brother with a smirk as he sat right next to him with his tray of food. "Hey! So how are your classes without your older brother? Come on, don't be shy or bashful, they sucked big ones without me didn't they?" Edward asked as he stuck his nose in the air proudly, posing with what he thought portrayed true confidence and power.
To a witnessing Ling and an embarrassed looking Alphonse, the both of them weren't so convinced that that was what he was trying to go for.
Alphonse only smiled meekly and scratched the back of his head. "Well...Hate to break this to you brother, cause I know it'll hurt your feelings and all but..." He trailed off nervously, but then beamed a smile at his scowling brother. "There awesome! Quiet, but fun nonetheless!" Alphonse admitted as he bit into his burger eagerly as he waited for Edward to flip his lid—as he always did—that he was having fun without him.
Edward shrugged and took a huge bite out of his burger and chewed loudly.
Irritating his younger brother, for the fun of it.
"Domph mimb—"chew chew "—My classes aren't as bad either." Edward finished, loudly slurping from his Coke can with his straw.
He noticed Ling and Alphonse both cringing at how loud the he was being on purpose, just for the fact that Edward knew it annoyed the crap outta Al, and he just wanted Ling to go jump in a lake for all he cared.
Ling cleared his throat as he softly bit off a fry he held between his thumb and forefinger. "So which classes are you in?" He asked the younger Elric brother casually.
"Me?" Alphonse asked as he pointed to his face and smiling small when Ling nodded his head. "Well my first class is with Ed, which is Literature, second is Math 11, also with Ed, but then I'm alone for the rest of my classes, which those are…Science, Psychology, Art and then last is Chemistry." Alphonse hurriedly explained as he finished his fries then looked up with a grin. "What about you Ling?" He asked soon after.
"Me? Well...I have the first class with you guys in the morning, Literature, then Physics 12, Home Room, Chemistry 11—" Ling started.
Edward cut him off with a loud and disdainful groan as he slammed his head on the table.
Ling and Al both stared at the suddenly sick looking Edward.
"Is something wrong Ed?" Alphonse asked as he tilted his head in concern. "Eating too much again?" He smirked.
"No." Edward snapped. "I just…Got the same class with HIM." He pointed directly to the smirking face of Ling with a scowl across his own face.
Ling only shrugged and chewed on a fry silently. "I can see you're thrilled about me." He teased as he took a shot out of Edward's Coca-cola can, smirking victoriously when he managed to dodge the shorter teenager's hands that lunged for his throat. "I also have History 11—" He got another loud groan from Ed. "And finally...Physical Education." He pronounced slowly, for dramatic affect.
The long-haired teenager would absolutely LOVE IT if he managed to get most of his classes with Edward, just so he can annoy the crap outta the little guy. So he can at least have someone to pick on, and have a person to actually mock him right back.
It isn't fun having friends who couldn't take one of his mean jokes once in a while, no fun at all.
For Ling, joking and teasing is a new and better way to form a more comfortable and meaningful friendship. No one would be able to break a friendship like that. Joking was the strongest kind of friendship he knew and was most comfortable with, for the fact that that's what he grew up with. That kind of friendship was enjoyable, and the relationship kind, yenno…Hand holding, kissing, and all that jazz. He really does ENJOY those kinds of relationships too.
Girls, with their long hair, beautiful faces and cute personalities, what's not to like about girls?
Either than the fact that they can be kinda…Well—bitchy—once a month.
Ling was snapped rather rudely out of his thoughts when he heard Edward groaning and shouting out curse words inside both his hands, which were covered over his face.
"What? Do I have some classes with you?" Ling teased, smirking heartlessly at the angry glare he received from the runt in red.
"Come on big brother." Alphonse sighed heavily. "Ling was the only one that offered to help you when we first came to school. You should've thanked him like a civilized person, instead of beating him inside the hallway." Alphonse defended, scolding his brother with a sharp glare.
"Thank him for what?" Edward argued. "For getting me kicked out of my first class? For getting me detention? Or for calling me that Godforsaken name?" He questioned heatedly.
"Godforsaken...?" Ling trailed off as he looked up towards the ceiling in thought. "Oh yeah..." He smiled happily. He actually forgot that he called this here little shorty in front of him, a shorty.
'So he has height issues?' Ling thought with interest. 'Hmm...I can use that to my advantage someday...' Ling thought, evil smirk spreading across his face.
Edward slammed both fists onto the cafeteria table top, forcing Ling out of his thoughts.
"Don't just drift off to Ling-Land! Beg me for forgiveness then maybe I might respect you just a little bit!" He harshly spat, glaring into the dark eyes of Ling, crossing his arms angrily. "Waiting!" He roared, already impatient.
Ling wasn't going to budge, nope. He wasn't the type of guy to cave in on other people's demands...But with the look he's getting from a scornful little bean sprout, he felt his insides twist and turn at the thought of him actually managing to get his little hands on him and finally being able to strangle the life out of him.
And personally? He didn't like that idea so much.
Not unless he apologized now, just to get it over with, and out of Edward's mind so he can actually get to know the short stack a bit more.
So with a heavy sigh of defeat he bowed his head at the table. "Fine...I'm sorry Edward Elric for stating the cold truth. It won't happen again." He quickly apologized, smiling to himself for the fact that he also insulted Edward in between his apology.
"That's much better." Edward nodded as he started eating loudly once again. But then scowled and looked at the happily smirking Ling. "You think you're so smart huh?" Edward scowled, picked up a fry and threw it at Ling's forehead.
"Are you looking for a food fight?" Ling suggested slyly, already picking up most of his fries in between his fingers.
"Bite me." Edward deadpanned.
"You would like it." Ling smiled.
Edward wrinkled his nose. "What? The food fight? Or the biting?"
"Your choice." Ling replied.
"I'd rather have a face full of food than have you anywhere near me." Edward retorted.
Ling feigned a look of pain. "You wound me with your words." He stated dramatically.
Edward rolled his eyes. "And you annoy me with yours. We're even."
"When do you stop being mean?" Ling asked casually.
"When you take the hint and leave."
"You're an ass."
"I know, you'll get used to that." Edward smirked.
"Both of you guys are difficult." Alphonse shook his head. "Both of you argue over nothing."
"You're just jealous that I'm having a conversation." Edward teased, sticking his tongue out immaturely.
His brother merely rolled his eyes. "Please, you call that a conversation? You're dissing him."
"At least I didn't make any gay jokes about him." Edward defended. Nose high in the air.
Ling raised an eyebrow. "And what's that supposed to mean?" He inquired. "Are you telling me I look gay?" He gasped.
"That's Ed's way of asking if you're gay or not." Alphonse smiled happily.
Edward scowled darkly. "Bullshit! I'm just saying—"
"I'm not." Ling answered with a bright smile. "But for you babe. I can be." Ling stated slyly, winking at Edward.
Who only stuck the middle finger out at him. "And again, piss off."
"Aahh~" Edward sighed in content as he finished packing his meal away inside his now full stomach.
Including Al's last few bites of his burger.
And laid his entire body onto the right hand side of the cafeteria bench, resting his sneakers on top of Al's legs as he lazily pulled on his braid behind his head to move it out of his way for him to rest his head on the bench.
"That was an awesome first lunch from the usually crappy cafeteria food!" He exclaimed with a loud burp.
"Yeah, my thanks to the Chef," Ling stated as he too laid on the other side of the bench, resting his boots on the cafeteria table top as he laid his hands behind his black-pony-tailed head, yawning loudly as he did.
Alphonse sat there, with Ed's sneakers on his lap, looking from between the two older teenagers who are both laid out flat on each side of the bench. 'They both act the same...' Al thought with a shiver. 'I hope Ling isn't a hot-head as my brother. That would prove to be difficult if they keep hanging out together like this.' Just as Alphonse had that in mind, he blinked in surprise when both of the teenager's stretched loudly and started resting again after that. 'Alright...That was just freaky...'
Edward scratched at his head lightly and then got up from the bench. "Now what do we do?" He asked Alphonse. He pointed behind him and over to the clock on the other side of the wall. "We still got time to kill, wanna check it out outside?"
Alphonse nodded his head eagerly. "That would be cool! I never got to walk around the school grounds yet and see what the whole place looks like."
Ling shrugged his shoulders as he peeled himself off of the cafeteria bench. "You ain't missing out on anything, but I can take you guys to all the fun places." He stated excitedly.
Edward scowled. "And who invited you?"
"Ed, we don't know this place, he might actually be a lot of help." Alphonse stated, hinting at his older brother to "shut it, and let him help."
Ling surrendered. "Hey, now I can take the hint. You don't want me here."
Edward nodded his head.
Getting a slap to the shoulder from his younger brother.
Ling smirked widely. "But too bad I don't listen to faulty hints. Let me show you guys around!" The long-haired teenager exclaimed loudly.
Already up and waiting for the two blonde haired teenagers to join.
Edward sighed heavily in defeat and got up from the cafeteria bench, but then shivered in repulse when he felt a pair of leering eyes behind him.
The blonde-haired teenager looked around furiously behind him. 'Who is it?' He accused loudly inside his head as he continued to look around the cafeteria, most of the students by now were leaving due to the fact that the bell would momentarily ring indicating it was now class time.
But he wanted to know now who the hell it was that kept leering at him as if he was a piece of meat.
'Greed?' He thought furiously, eyebrows knitting together in both confusion and anger.
"Well, well," who's your tiny friend ding-a-Ling?"
Edward jumped and gave a startled gasp as he turned his head over his shoulder, those were the eyes. Those were the eyes and he knew it! They had to be by how the guy was just peering into his own eyes, unblinking and still smirking as he eyed him up and down.
Edward first noticed the eyes, a very odd shade of dark purple, a very large smirk on his pale face, long dark green stringy looking hair that reminded Edward of a crazed palm tree, wearing a dark purple folded bandana across his forehead that had a black pentacle in the very front of it, and very tight black clothing. A form fitting black muscle shirt, that hugged every curve and groove of the guy's skinny (Yet masculine) looking body, and tight black skinny jeans that hung low from his hips, slightly revealing the pale skin by the hem of his pants.
"Got a good look blondie?" The guy stated in a sly and teasing voice as he posed—just for the sake that the kid in front of him would most likely blush dark red in embarrassment—and soon he laughed hysterically at the very predictable reaction.
Edward hid his face with the long sleeve of his black shirt, but soon glared heatedly at the guy and pulled his arm away, trying hard to school his surprised expression. "Who are you? And what do you want?" Edward questioned, his voice mean and intimidating.
Well, at least as intimidating as he could put it. A very small squeak was evident at the end of his sentence though.
The long green-haired guy in front of him just shrugged casually with a small smirk. "Just wanted to see what got my so called 'brother' acting so disgusting...Now I can see why." He stated slyly, looking back to the shorter boy and glanced at him up and down. "You're a sight for sore eyes short stuff. My name is Envy." He introduced, holding out his hand, but swiftly dodged the foot that came flying by his head. "Whoa!"
"Don't call me short! It really pisses me off and makes me want to punch a few noses in you long-haired psycho!" Edward yelled, cracking his knuckles in the center of his palms, getting himself ready for a fight if push came to shove.
Or if he simply got called the dreaded "S" word again.
Envy raised his hands with a smirk on his face. "Don't want to fight you Edward, just came to say hello to an old friend of mine." He stated nonchalantly, then looked down furiously at the guy sitting and observing the whole show from the cafeteria bench. "What's new Ling? Still chasing after girls?" Envy asked, sneering down at that familiar emotionless face.
Ling snorted. "Yeah, sorry to disappoint you Envy." He snapped back, choosing to get up from the table and walk away. "Let's go." He deadpanned to the two brothers as he grabbed his and the Elric brother's trays in his hands and as quickly as he could, stormed away from the bench.
Edward smirked at that perfectly chosen come back, and went to follow his brother and Ling, wanting to get away from the Envy guy as fast as he can. Just because Edward thought of him as a freaky fucker, but just as he turned to walk away, a hand reached out and grabbed his wrist in a tight clasp.
Edward quickly turned his head over his shoulder to stare wide eyed at the guy with the long-dark green colored hair, Envy looked like he completely forgotten all about his and Ling's little dispute by the small smirk he now had plastered across his face.
"Not so fast shorty…Just wanted to give you a little heads up..." Envy said, his eyes glowing with an emotion Edward couldn't quite understand.
And just as Edward was about to snap at that the guy that called him short a second time, his whole body went cold and rigged when he felt Envy close by his ear and neck, the guy's breath practically heating the outside of his earlobe at how short a distance he was at his side.
And Edward couldn't help but flinch instinctively at the touch.
"It's about Greed...Stay away from him whatever you do. I don't want to see a pretty face like yours getting hurt." Envy whispered briskly into his ear.
Edward ignored the fact that his body felt completely immobilized by the mere distance Envy had with him, and then completely despised himself that when Envy pulled away, he had gave a short sigh of relief.
That asshole smirk was once again back on Envy's face as he let go of Edward's wrist and took a step back away from him to look him in the eye once again. The smile Envy had plastered on his face, made Edward want to tear him a new one, just for rendering him frightened and made him feel vulnerable for a fast couple of seconds.
"Don't let him fool you kiddo." Envy said, shooting a warning glare into Edward's slightly widened eyes. The long-haired teenager soon smirked as he pulled his hand away from Ed's wrist. "See you around." Envy announced, swiftly turning around and began jogging down the cafeteria hall, and over to a girl.
Who Edward noticed that that was the girl who sat in front of him during Lit class. The girl that had long black and wavy hair.
Edward couldn't help but purse his lip at how beautiful the girl was, she didn't even look like she belonged in high school, but at a college for how...Erm...Well-proportioned her body seemed to be.
Screw being formal and gentle-man like, she looked fucking gorgeous with her long hair and gigantic jugs!
Edward's pulled his head away from the smirking duo who looked over their shoulders back at him, Edward mainly looked away for the fact that Envy seemed to be smiling and pointing at him as he conversed with the girl with the jugs.
His thoughts still swirling around frantically inside his head at the warning that he got and what exactly just took place.
'How come Envy came to...Warn me? And about Greed for that matter...? Why? Not only that but he said 'came to say hello to an old friend of mine' and that was Ling he was talking about! How do they know each other? They both looked like they wanted to kill each other by how…Menacing their glares were…What the hell does it mean...? What's up with that Greed guy anyways...?'
"Are you coming brother?"
Edward was snapped out of his train of thoughts and flinched at the sudden call of his name. He then picked up his slow pace and jogged towards the two awaiting teenagers at the cafeteria doors with a small scowl on his face. "Don't rush me! I was busy!"
"With what?" Alphonse asked curiously, looking back into the direction where he saw strange looking retreating figures.
Edward rolled his eyes and snapped. "With my thoughts." He stated dryly. "God, can't a guy think any more without being questioned about it? Let's just get to class already the bell rung a few minutes ago!" He quickly changed the subject, all but grappling with Ling so he can kick him the hell out of the cafeteria and out of his way.
"Move it ding-a-Ling!" Edward ordered.
Ling allowed Edward to push him out of the cafeteria's front doors, but not without at least a fast glance in the direction to where he saw Envy retreating to. When the coast was clear, he grinned widely and slung an arm over the shorter teenager's shoulders and pulled Edward to his hip to give him a fast—and rough—hug.
"You're my hero Edward!" He wailed, pulling Edward up in his arms.
"Let go of me!"
A bit of the conversation here was never seen before, I changed up quite a bit in this story...Actually no, not that much, but it is noticeable hah. Hope you enjoyed!~~
Tah!
