Back to School

By: Hakai

Disclaimer: I Hakai don't own anything Fullmetal Alchemist related. They belong to their respectful owners. Beware bad writing skills.

A/N: It's an AU. Basically the same world. Except instead of related to the military our "main characters" are all related to Eastern City High. XD and Alchemy isn't a well-known thing. Kind of like in present day. Thanks for the reviews. Btw, I forgot to mention that Ed and Al are in the same grade because their mom home schooled them at the same rate.

Warnings: AU, lame titles… etc. .

Pairings: Winry/Al, Hawkeye/Havoc, possible Roy/Ed my 3 favs XD

School Rule 3 - Don't fight

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The Elric brothers found that they liked lunchtime. Not because of the food, they found it better to eat lunch during first recess or when they went home, but because it was when the library was the quietest. With all the other students in the cafeteria eating, the library was left mostly vacant. And true to his word, Alphonse decided to check out this 'alchemy' that had interested his brother so much. Al immediately took a liking to it as well. So what if it was supposed to be primitive and scientifically incorrect, it captivated him all the same.

So now every lunch period, Edward and Alphonse Elric could be found reading up on Alchemy in the school library. Unfortunately for the siblings, the school bell couldn't be heard from the library. Since most students did not volunteer to spend their lunch in the library, a bell had not been installed. Neither sibling owned a watch and it was just so much effort to tear their eyes away from their books to glance at the wall clock. And least for Edward anyway. As always, Al had been forced to take it upon himself to be the responsible one, since his older brother wasn't going to any time soon.

Unluckily for them today Al had stumbled upon a particularly interesting passage on the runes involved in the array for transmuting metal components and thus hadn't checked the clock on time. With wide, panicked eyes he quickly nudged his brother and made a dash for the exit.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Ed yelled as the two sprinted to the gym.

"Why didn't you tell me for once?!" Al shot back. Why did he always have to be the dependable one? The older brother should be looking out for the younger, right?

Edward shook his head. "Either way, we're late, for sure."

"That seems to be happening a lot, doesn't it." Al commented, causing the both of them to grin at each other. At least they were in this together.

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"The Elric Brothers. Late again." Russell said as Ed and Al came huffing and puffing into the gymnasium.

"Not you again." Edward groaned slapping his forehead.

"Afraid so." Russell smirked back.

"Quiet down over there!" Boomed a low voice. Ed and Al turned to see their gym teacher.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Armstrong." Al bowed respectfully. "There isn't a bell in the library and we lost track of time."

The burly blonde nodded in understanding. "Of course. However, might I suggest investing in a watch? Perhaps one for each?" Al hung his head as Ed grunted something unrecognizable. Armstrong then turned his attention over to the rest of the class. "To the locker rooms everyone! I will teach all of you a special basketball technique passed down through generations and generations of Armstrong's!"

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"It's a shame." Russell commented to another boy in the locker room. "Poor little Edward is definitely too short to play basketball." Ed's ears perked up. "I'd hate to end up with him on my team."

Ed took a deep breath as he tied his hair into a ponytail. He wouldn't get mad. "Just ignore him." He muttered to himself as he reached for his gym shorts.

"What?" The other blonde snickered. "Is the ultra, hyper, super, small, chibi too low to the ground to hear me?"

Edward bit his lip. Wasn't school supposed to be a new beginning for them? Their mother had had to pull Ed out of elementary school because of all the fights he'd gotten into. Of course the younger Elric had refused to go to school without his big brother. Trisha had decided to home school the boys. And now, here he was, given a second chance to make friends and learn things their mother could never teach him. He was even in the same grade as Al, since their mother had home schooled them at the same pace. He didn't want to blow his chances.

"Nii-san?" Al called cautiously.

"You know what?" The Trigham boy said turning to his friend. "I hear those Elric brothers have a bunk-bed. But no one sleeps on the top."

"Eww…" His friend groaned. "Elricest!"

"Hahaha! Good one-" BAM!! And Russell's pretty little face had a pretty little bruise. The source of it? Who else.

"Nii-san!" Alphonse cried.

Blinded by rage Ed charged at the disoriented Trigham. Edward grabbed his opponent's shirt and pulled the teen down to eye-level. "I've had it with you!" The braided-teen yelled shaking him. "I don't know what your problem is, but leave me and my brother out of it!" Al opened his mouth to try and stop his brother, but no sound came out. Why did his brother always have to be so violent?

Finally recovering, Russell roughly grabbed the shorter blonde's shoulder and threw him to the ground. "You don't understand anything!" He choked out as he struck Ed's face. "You don't know how I feel!!"

"How cliché!" Ed shouted gaining the upper hand as he rolled over the taller blonde.

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"Mr. Armstrong!" A student yelled running hurriedly out of the boy's locker room. Russell and the new boy are fighting!!"

"What? Fighting?" Armstrong repeated in shock as he made a dash for the boy's locker room. Russell Trigham and Edward Elric, cease this nonsense immediately!" Armstrong bellowed going into serious mode.

Both blondes immediately stopped. Russell, with one hand gripping Ed's ponytail, and Edward with his teeth sunk into that same arm. All the other boys stopped what they were doing as well. This was the first time the pink sparkles had failed to appear from Alex Louis Armstrong.

Armstrong sighed. He hated being strict. Really. But something had to be done. "You two, to the office."

"But, sir." Russell spluttered before receiving a well aimed glare from his recent nemesis.

"No 'buts', Russell. The two of you will have to speak with…" Here Armstrong swallowed nervously. "the counselor…"

Russell, and all the others for that mattered gasped with wide eyes. Ed simply raised an eyebrow? Would could be so horrific about a counselor? It was mild. At least they wouldn't have to see principal Bradly, right? The counselor would just talk and lecture them in till he or she felt they had made their point. After which they would proceed to have the boys shake hands and declare eternal friendship. Isn't that how it worked?

By the time Edward had realized his feet were moving he was standing within 2 meters of the counselor's office with a nervous Trigham close behind.

"What's your problem?!" Edward demanded turning around sharply. If there was something about this 'counselor thing' he didn't know, well… he would damn well find out before he got himself into further trouble.

"T-the… coun…" Russell stuttered out incoherently right before Ed saw his face go ten times paler then it's already pearly peach.

"Oh good. Armstrong just called. You two are right one time." A voice said from behind.

Ed whipped his head around to see familiar blond hair framing amber eyes. Then he too could feel the blood draining from his face. "You're…" The woman smiled almost angelically as she waited for Edward to continue. But Ed wasn't fooled. He'd seen this woman before "You're that lady who jilted her boyfriend in front the restaurant last week!!"

Tsuzuku (To Be Continued)

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A/N: Hm… I'm starting to not like this fic at all… anyway, if you guys have time, I kinda started a hagaren doujinshi fan-manga check my deviantart account to see it! l0l