A/N: Sorry for the late update. I was actually going to update yesterday, but I got caught up reading TvTropes…for 3 hours straight. Uh…let's see, not very much action in here. Hehe. And an idea began forming in my head, for like a side story… Thanks for the reviews by the way. BUT I HOPE YOU GUYS KNOW THAT I CAN SEE THE AMOUNT OF FOLLOWERS AND VIEWS RIGHT? You lazy, lazy people who don't review!

Dashita Tichou: You…killed a character? 0_0 How dare you!?

Fatealchemist: Yeah, well I might start another story like I said... I mean like, this arc (don't know how to say it) is going to be over and then a new one might start. Sounds good?

FlyingInMySleep: What were you going to do with plus signs and equals? And no, actually it's not really…that devilish… Well…um…

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CHAPTER 6

Roy rapped his hands on the little desk as he stared at his youngest subordinate lying in the bed with his eyes closed. Though he knew, his sleep wasn't a peaceful one.

After getting Ed to a hospital, Lieutenant Hawkeye had explained what had happened to Al. According to her, Alphonse had taken the news pretty well, knowing his brother would overcome this.

It had been over a day since the incident. Luckily, the ambulance had come quickly and Edward hadn't lost so much blood. Knowing how much Ed hated hospitals, Roy Mustang had gotten the discharge papers and gotten them back to the dorms.

Now Alphonse sat beside Ed's bed and held his hand in his own metal hands. Sure, Alphonse couldn't feel, and his brother was still unconscious. But even though, he had said that Ed had to know that there was someone for him, even in his sleep.

Roy felt the need to be in the room for some reason while Lieutenant Hawkeye and Havoc waited outside unless something happened. Maybe it was the fact that Ed was being particularly cold to him ever since the mission with the serial killer known as Dasher.

"He said some stuff about you too, Mustang. You know, the usual. Stuff everybody knows."

What does everyone know? What did he mean?

"I'll thank you if it turns out to be true."

Maybe that was it. The Philosopher's Stone had turned out to be a rumor after all and on top of it all, Ed had accidentally killed the murderer.

But no, Ed had began acting cold before he went to Salzetrax. He hadn't responded to any short comments he'd made. Just a nod, an angry look and that was it.

And what about the split-personality?

"Of course, I never expected you to understand since you're the one who caused all this!"

Caused what? Caused Ed to have a split-personality? How?

"You find fault in everyone except yourself."

What had Mustang done to him? Was it that the Stone had turned out to be a fake? But no, Roy was sure that lead would be a good one.

He recalled Ed's words when he came to the office yesterday, right before the split-personality kicked in.

"I DIDN'T KILL ANYONE! I…I d-didn't…I didn't d-do a-anything…"

He had broken down back then. But it hadn't taken long for him to put an expressionless face. Maybe that was how he kept himself from crying, from giving in. Put on an emotionless mask and pretend nothing ever happened. That's what Ed was doing when Roy had come to visit him, when he awoke tied to the bed.

"Did I really try to…kill you?"

Of course, that was probably what caused Ed to do this. He'd accidentally killed someone once, and he was feeling so guilty that he knew he couldn't allow himself to even have the idea of killing again. And to prevent himself, he'd taken desperate measures.

Edward shifted on the bed, his fingers tightening around Alphonse. He was waking up. He was waking up. He blinked a few times before opening his eyes and focusing his gaze on Al.

"Hey brother? It's you, isn't it?" Alphonse asked with a hint of worry in his voice.

Edward wouldn't harm him even if he changed personalities, would he? Of course not. He was mad at the Colonel and his crew probably. Lieutenant Hawkeye had explained that Ed had attacked Havoc simply because he was mad at what he said but Alphonse recalled what Ed had told him in Salzetrax.

"Looks like we'll just have to wait till tonight. Then we'll know for sure that the Stone rumor was something the Colonel made-up."

Yeah. That was probably it.

"Yes." Ed responded with a shaky voice. "I-I'm-"

"No, it's okay. It's not your fault, is it? You can't control the other you."

Ed suddenly released his grip from Al's and looked away. "Yeah…thanks Alphonse." He mumbled.

"Edward?"

Ed's eyes fell upon Colonel Mustang who was sitting a few meters away from his bed. "Why did you do it? We could have found another way… You didn't have to…do this." He said, trying to meet his gaze with him.

But Edward was pretending not to hear. "I don't think I'll try to kill anyone anytime soon, eh?" he asked with a comical tone in his voice. But no one laughed.

"Brother, please…you know we're here so why don't you-"

Ed turned back to Alphonse with a tired face. "What do you want me to do, Al? Pretend like nothing ever happened? Recount what happened that night? I've already done that."

Al stared down at his hand. "Well, brother, something needs to be done so you can overcome this. We've got a Stone to find, like you said."

Mustang saw something flicker in Ed's eyes but it disappeared as fast as it came. "Yeah…We do…" Edward said, mind seemingly wandering off again.

"Do you want to sleep or rest? The doctor said you'll heal in a week or so. I'll be here all the time, so you don't have to worry."

A week?

"Uh huh." Ed said and closed his eyes. He knew they would be closed for a long time before he finally fell asleep.

When Ed awoke, Al was still beside him. And so was the Colonel. Why was he there? Wasn't it already the other day or so? Shouldn't he be at work?

"Mustang?" he asked, looking at him. Roy raised his head and looked towards him.

"You're awake." He said, looking surprised.

"Why are you here?"

"Brother…" Al started.

"Why aren't you at work?" Ed tried again.

This time, it was the Colonel that was avoiding his eyes. "I took a few days off. I was…worried…"

Ed raised his eyebrows.

I just can't bring myself to believe that. I'm sorry, Colonel…

I tried not to believe what Dasher said, what that woman said...but I can't anymore. I though about it…and it seems true.

He turned his face away.

"How long are you going to be staying here?"

Mustang's hand fidgeted. "I-We're waiting to see if you'll change personalities. I want to be here if that happens…"

"Is that so. So that means you'll be sleeping here?"

Roy turned towards the bed where Al slept, and Al spoke up. "Yeah, he'll sleep in my bed." Alphonse explained. "I can't sleep anyway so I'll be in the living room during the night."

Roy Mustang saw Ed immediately turn tense as he stared at Alphonse. But he didn't say anything.

Maybe Ed didn't want to be close to him. Or maybe he was hiding something. Roy knew it had something to do with what Ed had said when he switched personalities. When he'd said that Mustang was the one who caused all of it…or when he'd told them that they find mistakes in everyone but themselves.

But Ed couldn't remember what he'd said, could he?

Unless he had already switched personalities and was faking everything.

Well, he'd figure it out sooner or later.

Night 1

Roy Mustang decided to observe Edward till he fell asleep before he decided to sleep himself. Ed was allowed to turn on his side now. So he turned with his back facing Mustang and pulled the covers way above his head. Roy waited, and he was sure he was trembling under those sheets. He hadn't spoken to anyone since Al had told him that Mustang was going to be sleeping in his room. Sure, he'd talked to Al but it had been small talk about alchemy or old memories.

"Ed, are you asleep?"

The room was pretty hot and Roy was sweating even without any blankets. What was Fullmetal doing?

There was no response, so he decided that Edward was asleep He stood up and walked towards his bed. He held the covers and tried to push them down.

They didn't budge. Ed was holding an iron grip on them. Bending over, Mustang saw Ed's face.

His eyes were closed, he wasn't sweating and he wasn't trembling.

Then what was it before? Did he think he saw him shaking in the dark?

He entered back to his own bed and closed his eyes.

What he didn't know was that Ed turned around and took a while to stare at him before going to sleep himself.

Night 2

Roy Mustang didn't sleep till three am that day. He pretended to be asleep, but in reality, he was waiting for something to happen. He had to know if Ed had really changed personalities and was faking everything. The day had passed like before, Edward hadn't talked. Just nodded at certain questions, asked for water and went back to sleep. He eventually threw a few glances Mustang's way and Lieutenant Hawkeye and Havoc who had come to visit but he hadn't even made direct eye contact.

So Roy waited, observing Ed from where he lay. He had changed positions every two minutes and Roy knew he was awake. The blanket had come down too, up to his hips, revealing the bandage under the tank top which had come up a few centimeters.

And there it went. Edward flipped on his stomach and buried his face in the pillow. And then the shaking began.

He was crying.

Roy saw Ed's body shook, his hands grab the blanket and pull it back up. Eventually, he turned on his side, holding his stomach. He lay there for a few minutes, taking deep breaths to calm himself. After a while, he slightly raised his head, flipped the pillow over and continued laying there with eyes closed.

Damn, why did he have to keep this all in? Roy was right. Ed was hiding everything by putting on a cold face. He was pretending like everything was fine by acting so distant.

It was not fine.

Roy got up from his bed and sat on the chair next to Ed's bed.

Edward slightly opened his eyes, but seeing who it was, he immediately close them back.

"Edward." Roy said, pointing out that he knew Edward was awake and that he saw what happened.

Edward's face went from slightly surprised to serious and expressionless as before.

"What?" he asked roughly, eyes boring into Mustang's.

Roy could read his eyes.

"Leavemealone. Leavemealone. Leavemealone. Gobacktosleep. Forgetwhatyoujustsaw. Leavemealone."

He wasn't going to let it go that easy. "You know, Ed." He started crossing his knees. "It's not healthy to keep things inside you. You can talk to us. Even someone like you is allowed to cry-"

"I'M NOT WEAK!" Ed cut angrily as he sat up, eyes furious. The bandages around his torso turned red and blood began to seep through the opened wound. But Ed didn't seem to have noticed it. His eyes had changed.

Roy Mustang's eyes widened at the sudden outburst. "I never said anything like that." He put his hands around Ed's shoulders, and tried to push him down, worried about the wound. "Lay down, you opened your wound."

Edward smacked his hand away. He reached out to the counter next to his bed, grabbed the empty glass cup and smashed it against Mustang's head.

The glass broke and Roy fell on the floor unconscious, blood tricking down his forehead.

Hearing Al's footsteps coming this way, Ed transmuted a lock on the door. Then he made an opening on the wall to the outside. Ignoring the blood on his stomach and the glass on the floor, he began dragging Mustang outside. When he was outside, he transmuted a wagon and put Roy in it. He began to run who-knows-where, bringing the wagon with him. It wouldn't be long before he achieved his goal now.

Alphonse knocked on the door. "Colonel? Brother?" he yelled.

No answer. He put his hand around the handle and twisted it but the door didn't budge.

"Brother…" Al mumbled as he took out a chalk and transmuted the lock. He ran in and the first thing he saw was the two empty beds. There were shattered glass on the floor and a blood trail, drip by drip on the floor leading into the empty opening at the wall. It had been transmuted and the cold breeze was coming into the room, the drapes moving slightly.

"No…" Al said as he ran outside. A part of the floor had also been transmuted. Ed must have used something to carry the Colonel.

"EDWARD!" He called out into the darkness, but received no response. He looked down at the floor of the yard. He could see a bit of blood here and there, it was going somewhere. But about four meters, it disappeared. The grass was hiding it. That, or Ed had transmuted the ground to hide where he was going. Alphonse couldn't tell in the dark.

He ran back to the dorms and grabbed a phone.

"Lieutenant Hawkeye, brother ran off with the Colonel! We have to find them! Please, he's bleeding!"

"Alphonse, calm down. We'll be there, okay?"

Al was surprised. Hawkeye sounded as if she hadn't even gone to sleep at all.

"Don't do anything till we get there!"

"Okay."

Al sat on the Colonel's bed, staring at the blood stains on his brother's bed. Had he changed personalities? He had only heard yelling coming from the room. Then there was silence. And how would Ed manage to go so far with that injury? Plus he'd taken the Colonel with him.

Why brother? What did those killers tell you?

A/N: MWAAHAHAHHAHAHAA! That was my revenge. To people who didn't review. You had it coming. 8D

Ahem ahem. Colonel Bastard messed up big. He really hit the wrong spot, didn't he? I won't say anything about the next chapter. Ha Haha. Ha Haha Haha. Yeah. GO AHEAD AND DIE OFF CURIOSITY. And rain me down with your "Update!" reviews. ;D But I'll update when I want to...which is three days or so. *evil laugh*

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