Anyway here's chapter 3 yeah... I know it took FOREVER but I had a crap ton of tests. Including the PSAT. I HATED IT WITH A PASSION... well that's enough of my complaining

I DON'T OWN FMA... (enter more disclaimer crap)

Ed hated this… he hated every stinking part of this. Waking up earlier than early and going through this crap. He could barely sleep last night because his brain wouldn't shut up about today. He was even careful so as to wake up on time and be ready on time! But despite all of this, here he was sitting in his the small house whom he and his brother shared waiting.

"Damn… he said three-forty." Looking at his state alchemist watch, it read three-fifty four. Where was he?

Letting out a frustrated sigh the irritated blonde once again looked over to the window by the door. He was hoping to see some flashing car lights…or something… anything. Sighing yet again, Edward leaned back into the couch deciding to relax. Shutting his eyes for a moment he inhaled the wood smell of the house deeply to calm himself. Exhaling he opened his golden eyes and studied his auto-mail arm. Lost in his observations, he pretty much jumped at the sound of deep knocking at the door. Shuffling over to the door, he opened it to a certain smug colonel. Though he'd like to deny it, Ed felt a tiny spark of happiness in seeing the handsome older man in the light o his porch.

It's not fair.

"You're so late I don't even wanna do this mission anymore." Ed grumbled turning around back into the house.

Seeing this as an invited in, Mustang followed.

"I was busy getting a few more travel arrangements together that Havoc missed. Anyway are you ready?"He replied.

"Yeah." In saying this, the blonde turned around and grabbed a shoulder strapped suit case. After slinging it around himself he tossed a glare at his superior that served as a 'come on… get moving' Nodding the two alchemists made their way to the waiting car in front of the house.

Since they were taking the trip by train, which of course was due to havoc's folly, they were stuck in a single seat. The tickets were a last minute buy so naturally they were the last to board. But despite the small seat, that allowed no space to either of them to the extent that their legs and arms were touching Ed somehow managed to put up a steel barrier between them. Allowing no small talk or… really anything for that matter. Every time the train turned or jostled, Ed just tightened his grip so as to not get any closer than necessary to the older man. Even though every now and then he kinda wanted to, he didn't.

But the air was slightly awkward to the colonel so he attempted yet again in small talk.

"I haven't seen Al around recently where'd he run off to?"

"He's back home. With Winry."

"Ah. Have you talked to him recently?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sure that Winry is getting more beautiful as she gets older. Hmm? Am I right?"

Trying to imply some kind of young love talk, all Mustang got was a large sigh and the feeling of the blonde turning towards the window.

Well crap… Roy thought to himself.

The country side zoomed by in a blur that consisted of earthly colors and sunlight. Mesmerized by the view, the two proceeded to gaze out the window. Subconsciously, Roy leaned in a bit closer to window. Closer to Edward. Ed noticing this, shifted uncomfortably at the body heat that radiated off of the older man. Inhaling, all he could smell was the colonel's cologne and light musky scent. A single whiff sent delicate shivers down his spine and gave him persistent goose bumps despite the heat. The young man couldn't help but feel a bit of unwanted arousal.

Ed POV

Holy damn! Why is he even this close! Urg!

I tried my best to draw in a shaky breath but his scent was not going to filter out. The longer I took in his smell the more I shivered. Crap…

"Are you cold Full-metal?"

I stifled a moan as the smug bastard whispered into my ear. I could feel the heat of his hot breath tickle my ear and that side of my face. But not just there, the heat from his close contact gave me an idea of exactly how close he was. I could even smell the faint waft of his aftershave.

"Full-metal… I'm sorry if I made you angry at me."

You're apologizing for the wrong reason dammit!

That last purr of a whisper went straight to my groin.

Gritting my teeth I tried to concentrate on the window again. It was going pretty well until… shit.

Out of nowhere, Roy's soft, moist, warm ungloved hand caressed my forehead forcing a furious blush throughout my whole damn body.

"Colonel Bastard… WHAT THE ACTUAL EVER LOVING HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!?" that came out to strangled but that's better than the moan that's at the tip of my tongue.

"You kept shivering and flushing. I was only checking your temperature."

"…Bastard..."

Later

Now that they had finally gotten off of that wretched train, and into another vehicle (with more space) Ed sighed in relief at all of the room he had to sprawl out in. Stretching out like a cat, he readied himself to fall asleep. Until a thought came into his mind.

"Hey, where exactly is the town? I know it is an old outpost that's most likely secluded… but where?"

"The outpost itself is between two smaller cities that are quite a distance away from each other. The whole strip of land is slightly untouched despite the remains of a war that never got over there. So therefore it's bordered by untouched trees and a wooded area. So I can't tell you specifically where it is but that should suffice in giving you an idea. Besides at one point the outpost was kept secret from most of the militia around that area and some of the actual army itself. So certain details weren't really recorded."Mustang responded staring out the window

"I see."

With a frown the younger man laid his head down on the car seat as they rode along to their destination.

Maybe if he keeps up this attitude instead of that 'caring' crap from earlier this whole situation will hurt less.

With this thought, Ed drifted off into sleep.

BAM!

A sharp pain went through his body as the world around him flipped violently. Sounds of screeching metal and loud crashes filled his ears as he was suddenly launched across the vehicle into the glass of a window. Registering his surroundings, in horror he noticed he was atop an unconscious bleeding Roy. His shoulder bent at a strange angle and barely- if not at all moving.

The driver was dead and the whole car was flipped upside down.

"E-Edward…."

Flashing immediately to the raspy voice of Mustang, Ed began to hyperventilate as the colonel went silent.

Sorry about the cliff hanger and the short length . But someone had to die … maybe… (ENTER DRAMATIC MUSIC)…. Man that's screwed up of me I'll update soon