Part Three: He Who Says He's Happy Lies.

Chapter Ten: Sorrow Is What Ties Us Together.

A/N: I'm getting part three done ASAP. Meaning that there might be more updates to this fic than usual. Also, Al makes his appearance in this chapter. --; yes, I'm aware that it took me long enough. Yes, I know that I could have gotten him in sooner. YES, I realize that he's still apart of the show no matter who the main character is. YES! I'm know that it's a miracle I remembered Alphonse! There, all questions/comments should be answered now.

(Central City; Roy Mustang and Edward Elric; 1:32 p.m.; March, Friday the 13th)

What a day. First of all, the date. Superstition has always been a curious debate subject. Who believes in it? Who doesn't? What is it? Well, Roy Mustang didn't believe in it. Until this specific day. He had his own personal bad luck charm everywhere he went by the name of Edward Elric. The kid had determination. He had a thing known as pride. And the Fullmetal Alchemist could definitely hold a grudge for long periods of time. The colonel's newest bruise forming on his cheek bone proved that.

It had started that morning. Edward had gotten back and was worse than before. That's the reason why Roy had decided to keep the young blonde around his office. He needed to keep and eye on Ed. Ed wanted to ruin his life. The yelling had proved that. So much yelling in fact. It was only getting worse for him as the morning progressed.

Edward continued to glare at the colonel as he continued with his paperwork. It was easy to say that he was upset at the moment. Who wouldn't be? He had been ordered to stay in Roy's office. He was having a fit about staying still for too long. He was upset because his hair was burnt at the end. It was only eight in the morning. Oh he was getting revenge. Revenge was good. Revenge was sweet.

Feeling the blazing eyes on him for the fifth time that morning, Roy looked up from his paperwork and raised an eyebrow in Ed's direction. "Are you admiring the lump I'm sure is on my head from that book you threw at me? Or do you just like to stare at people until they decide to kill you on the spot?" Roy asked coldly, not at all happy with the throbbing headache that had come from earlier. Oh, he was definitely getting pay back.

Ed shrugged his shoulders and shifted in his stretched out position on the couch. "Maybe both. Though you have to admit, I hit you pretty good with that novel if I do say so myself." He said, his voice full of pride. It had been fun. He just wished that he had remembered Roy's gloves beforehand.

The Flame Alchemist twitched slightly before turning back to his work. "Don't be upset shrimp. I'm suffering more than you are by having you around." He grumbled, not at all happy. The last thing before he knew what was happening, an automail fist connected to his right cheek.

And that's where they were now. Roy trying to ignore Edward and Edward trying to cause Roy trouble. The room they were in proved that. Books spread around, scorch marks on the walls, a few chips in the desk, a few more burn marks on the carpet, and the couch was fifty percent black. It had been a fun morning. Now for the afternoon.

Ed growled lightly as he tried moving his hands. Roy Mustang was not a dumb one. He had tied Ed's hands behind his back when the blonde had decided automail blades were fun for a boring day at the office. Until he was introduced to the colonel's fire alchemy again. Then it was definitely not fun.

Edward's eyes slightly widened as a sudden memory came rushing into his mind about what had happened over the last three days, instantly a whimper followed as he tugged at his wrist again. At least this time it was his fault. Though that didn't help matters at the moment.

Having his attention grabbed by the sudden change of noise in the office, Roy looked up to snap at Ed again. That idea vanished when he saw the blonde trying to get the rope that was keeping his sedated off with an apprehensive look in his golden eyes. Taking this as a hint, the colonel stood and quickly removed the rope. An action that caused the blonde state alchemist to stiffen before looking to Roy. "Okay now?" He asked, wanting the younger to be alright. He was answered when Ed collapsed against him, silent tears fighting to make it away from gold eyes. The subject was dropped, but Roy now had a new determination to discover what was going on with Edward's life to cause him such pain.