*hits head against desk* CURSE YOU WEEKEND HOMEWORK! CURSE YOUUUUUU~! *headdesk* At least its Saturday and Bleach and Fullmetal Alchemist come on tonight. Well, read, review, and enjoy~!

(Michelle's POV)

"So, you like cats?" Roy asked me. We were walking around East, finding something to do.

"Yes, I love cats!" I said in annoyance. This was probably the fifteenth time he brought it up.

"Why?"

I was about to explode. I took a deep breath.

"Roy?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you please, for the love of all things good and awesome, stop asking me that?"

"Hmm, no." he said.

"Why!" I asked, on the brink of spazzing. Roy just smirked.

"It annoys you."

I stomped my foot and groaned.

"What? Got a problem with that Mitchie?" he said, still smirking. I flinched.

"Please, for the love of all things awesome, DO NOT call me that!" I said, trying not to yell.

"Oh, why?"

"My cousin calls me that all the time and it annoys the CRAP outta me!" I answered. [1]

"Oh, sorry Mitchie. Didn't know it bothered you so much." he said smiling. I held back my anger. I, unlike most people, have a short temper.

"You bastard." I muttered under my breath.

"What was that?"

"Nothing!"

"So your the Flame Alchemist?" I asked. We were sitting in a diner.

"Yes." Roy answered. I giggled.

"Figures. I'm the Ice Alchemist." I said, sipping my chocolate cappuccino. I put more sugar in it. "So I'm guessing your useless on rainy days?"

Roy flinched. "I wouldn't say useless..."

"But you can't use your alchemy, right?"

"Right."

"So you're useless."

"No."

"Yes."

"No.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"NO!

"YES!"

"NO! I'M NOT USELESS ON RAINY DAYS!" he snapped. The whole diner was starring at him. I sipped my cappuccino, looking around.

"What the hell are y'all looking at!" we both exclaimed. Everyone went back to what they were doing.

I hit my head against the table.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Five thirty. Why?"

I groaned and put more sugar in my cappuccino. "I'm tired and need energy."

"What time do you usually go to bed?"

"I dunno, like, one in the morning. Why?"

Roy's eyes widened. "One in the morning! That's late!"

"I can't help it! I have friggin insomnia!" I said. Roy grabbed my cappuccino and pulled it towards him.

"Maybe it's because you put too much sugar in your cappuccino." he sipped it and his face twisted in disgust.

"Ack! That's too sweet! How can you drink this stuff?" I pulled the cup towards me.

"It's friggin' delicious-ness!" I said, about to drink it. I put the cup down and put it in the middle of the table.

"Now I can't drink it thanks to you!" I said, hitting my head against the table again.

"You're so cranky!" he whined.

"That's how I am when I'm tired." I replied.

"Let's go back to East Headquarters..." he said

(Mustang's POV)

"So this is my office, which I will be sharing with you. And your desk is over there. Any questions?" I asked. Michelle tiredly shook her head, yawning.

"Now if you excuse me, I have to get my paperwork." I said. I left the room and came back in. Michelle was asleep on one of the couches next to the coffee table. Her hair was long, I could tell since her hair wasn't in a bun. I sighed, deciding not to bother her. I sat down and started on my paperwork.

[1]= Please tell me I'm not the only one who has this problem. My sixteen year old cousin always calls me 'Aly Saw' and it annoys the crap out of me.

*yawns* Daaaanng! It's two in the morning right now! Please note that I don't swear as much as Michelle did in this chapter. Well, I am going to sleep! I'm tired as heck! Review please! (That means you. You know who you are!) Constructive criticism is appreciated/welcomed and no flames please! That's Roy's job! Well Bye!