FMA Fic #1

Title:Transfer

Summary:It's been almost a month, but already Ed is starting to miss his old life. How can his new and old bosses help him achieve what he wants the most?

By:VampireBat

Chapter 2: Al's Plan

VB: I'm back, with my second chapter. Thanks to all those who have reviewed..

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"That's it!" shouted a suddenly not-so-innocent Al. Ed froze. "Al, you're not-"

"I am." Al sounded rather pleased with himself, a fact Ed did not like at all. He gaped at him, mouth hung open slightly in shock and disgust. "Forget it, then." he muttered, starting to walk briskly again. "Think about it, Ed!" said Al hurriedly, quickly catching up to him. "If Colonel Parkins thought that you two were, well..." he trailed off, not quite wanting to say it. "She might get uncomfortable and would be quick to agree." he added slowly.

He had a point, Ed knew he did. Still, it was just wrong. They were both men, for God's sake! Unless Mustang had somehow been changed into a woman by some freak accident-which the odds were heavily against-Ed would never get that close to him willingly. Of course, he knew that he had to get out of there.

Plus, it would only be for a few days, right? Judging on Aimee's reaction to the couple in the closet, and her statement, it was becoming obvious that she would quickly agree.

He sighed. This would never be easy. Never for the rest of his life, even after he's finished the task. The haunting memory of himself as a teenager, kissing and pretending to love his superior in both rank and age, would never leave. Ed began to think of the consequences of Al's scheme. He would never be able to show himself in the Southern base again. Well, not that he'd even come within twenty feet of the base, but that was besides the point. "All right, but it's only temporary." he muttered, folding his arms.

Temporary.

The next day, Ed poked his head into the closet. There sat First Liutenant Perry Scizna and Second Liutenant Christine Paine, leaning on the other and murmuring softly as they filled out paperwork on their knees. Paine, a shy brunette with sparkling green eyes, jumped slightly in her suprise. "Yes Col-oh, hello." she said quietly, staring at him. She lowered the hand that was halfway to a smart salute rather quickly, going pink. "Ah, so you must be Fullmetal." Scizna smiled from his spot next to Paine. He had short, rather spiky black hair and warm brown eyes.

After their short introductions, resulting in a rather bashful Paine and grinning Scizna, Ed convinced them to tell him their story. "Well, Perry worked in Central, so we'd never been able to meet. The war was what brought us together, both sadly and happily. I was a doctor, and Perry was in for his arm." Paine touched his arm fondly, smiling slightly at the floor. "I guess you could just say it was love at first sight."

Ed nodded, not speaking aloud the fact that he had never believed in such a thing. "Then the war ended, and we went back to our respective bases, meeting at lunch breaks and after work. But it just wasn't enough." continued Scizna. "Aimee-Colonel Parkins," Paine corrected hastily, "saw I was unhappy. When I told her about myself and Perry, she put her pen down mid-signature and picked up her phone. Perry was here the next day." Paine's smile widened as her eyes became slightly unfocused, absorbed in her happy memories. Ed envied her.

"So, what really brings you here? Usually it's just Colonel Parkins, and she only stays for a few minutes." Ed hesitated. Should he tell them his plan to trick their beloved Colonel, or tell them about his 'supposedly' beloved Roy? He decided against both, knowing that the couple would immediately put a stop to his plans. Of course, he didn't want to lie to the young lovers, either. He opened his mouth for an on-the-spot excuse, only to be cut off by a brisk tap on the door.

"Christine, Perry?" It was Parkins, of course. "I trust Fullmetal is in there as well." Damn, how does she always find me? thought Ed, frowning. Paine and Scizna both got to their feet hastily as the door opened, leaving Ed to get up slowly, watching the door.

Parkins looked oddly cheerful. "Yes, Colonel Parkins." Paine said with a smart salute. "Ah, perfect." said Parkins, as if she hadn't known Ed was already there. "Well, get going. Mustang's here."

At this Ed bolted out of the large closet, looking rather eagerly at Parkins for more information. "It was nice meeting you, Ed." said Scizna with a smile as Paine nodded in agreement. "Same here." said Ed. Parkins turned to him. "He's waiting behind the fourth door on the left." She pointed down a hallway to their right, and Ed ran off.

"How did you know he was in here, Colonel?" asked Paine, head tilted to the side slightly in her confusion. Parkins laughed softly. "Call it woman's intuition." she patted Paine on the shoulder fondly. "Don't forget to ask me about anything, Christine." Parkins smiled and walked off down the hallway.

Once the door was closed, the couple dropped back to the floor and into their normal positiong. Paine snuggled close to Scizna. "I wonder why she's so happy today." she mused quietly. Scizna just smiled and shrugged.

By the time Ed reached the room, his heard was pounding wildly. It had only been a month, but he desperately needed to see someone from Central. He threw open the door, preparing himself.

Calm, collected onyx eyes stared into his own as the face of his former supervisor curved into his all-knowing smile. Roy raised a hand in greeting. "Hey." Ed noticed his gaze shift as he did so, and turned around to see Parkins standing there. That was when Ed began to grow confused.

"Ah, we haven't been together in a while, have we, Aimee?" asked Roy deeply, eyes half lidded as he extended his hand dramatically. Ed stared at him with a raised eyebrow. Was this some sort of a joke? "Not since New Year's, Roy." responded Parkins, her demeanor equal to a lusty lover. "You haven't been unfaithful or anything, have you?" she continued. Ed's eyebrows shot up. What was this? "I could never." They both began to move towards eachother, arms outstretched, while happily saying a few commonly known French phrases. Ed knew they didn't know a bit of French, since he could clearly distinguish 'I have to use the bathroom' as one of the phrases.

Ed blinked, and blinked again. Either this was a very funny joke, or the Colonels had gone insane. "Uh...Colonel?" he asked, knowing both would respond. They merely looked at eachother, a triumphant gleam in their eyes as they gave eachother the thumbs-up, hissing a victorious "Yesss!"

Aimee turned just in time to see Ed fall over and laughed. Roy turned as well, smiling smugly. "I'll leave you two alone, then." Aimee pulled the edge of what seemed to be a purple fabric from her waistband, winked, and walked out of the room.Roy looked back at Ed and chuckled, seeing that he had quickly gotten back to his feet. "Old Mercury's always carried a skirt with her, waiting for my idea to be approved." He winked roguishly. "It's nice to know some people appreciate my concerns." Ed raised an eyebrow. This was definitely going to be harder than he thought.

Damn, he thought.They know eachother, and well! It would not be very easy to pull the proverbial wool over her eyes. Before Ed could fully snap out of his thoughts, Roy had somehow positioned himself behind Ed.

"So, what's this about tricking dear old Aimee?" he murmured into Ed's ear. The warm breath against his ear made him shiver slightly. Ed didn't like that fact. He whirled around, glaring daggers at the older man, who merely smirked.

"How did you find out?" he demanded. "Your brother asked me. Of course, I agreed. Anything to rid Aimee of you." Ed scowled at him. He stomped over to a chair and threw himself into it before making his thoughts clear. "I want you to get it straight," he growled, "that I am not doing this for my own enjoyment. So that means no feeling me up or anything."

Roy chuckled. "We're both perfectly straight men, I can understand that." he said, a little too calmly for Ed's liking. "Ah, I see part one of your little plan is about to begin." Ed frowned. He could faintly hear Parkins' metallic footsteps, but that didn't mean a thing. "Part o-" His question was rather abruptly cut off.

A sudden force pressed upon his lips and sides as he was pushed back against the back of his chair. As a strange, leaping sensation came to his stomach, Ed closed his eyes. He had soon realized that staring at Roy helped very little. After a few seconds of just holding that position, Ed felt a warm, wet something brush against his lips. This sent a jolt of what he could only assume was pleasure rippling through his stomach. It made him want to yell, scream, do something. It was almost agony when he did it a second time, but Ed held his lips firm. This only increased the rapidly building pressure in his stomach, the force of it making him shiver. The third time pried his lips apart. He felt that familiar smirk grow against his lips as Roy took the plunge into his mouth. His exploration was short-lived, however.

"Oh, E-"

Ed wrenched his head away as Roy calmly did as well, his face the color of his jacket. Colonel Parkins' head was just barely in the room, but far enough to freeze at what she had just witnessed. "Paperwork." she said very quickly, as she turned and dashed off. The paperwork she had brought for Ed was now scattered on the floor, having been dropped in shock. Ed just stared at the closed door where her head had been.

Oh...crap.

He remained frozen for quite a while, the sudden realization of the situation flooding into his mind. He had been too enthralled in the moment and lost his senses. Ed could feel his lips were slightly swollen, and a sudden rage came over him.

His first kiss...lost to a man almost twice his age.

He desperately started to try and find whatever that strange, yet amazing feeling was. Was it merely lust, just having any pair of lips pressed against his own? It must have been. After all, he told himself, I didn't really like it..

A sharp clap snapped Ed out of his reverie with a start. He glared up at Roy, who had dropped the paperwork onto the old desk in front of him. Strange, he thought. He hadn't noticed Roy had picked up the scattered papers. "You heard her." he said, leaning against the wall. Ed noticed all-too-well the hint of amusement in his voice. It made his blood boil.

"That was my first kiss, you bastard!" Ed raged, getting to his feet angrily. Roy just looked at him, the smirk still playing across his face. His smirk. That one that just drove him insane. "That explains a lot." he said slyly. Ed's glare only grew as he felt ready to charge and throttle the Colonel. "What's that supposed to mean!" he demanded, fists clenched. "You can barely measure up to my-"

"Calling me short, are you!" This time, Ed actually did charge him. "Can a shrimp do this!" He grabbed Roy by the collar and pulled him down to his own height violently. He pressed his lips against Roy's in a challenge, feeling the need to prove himself.

Once again, Edward Elric had landed himself in another mess.

Riza: You..are...evil.

VB: Just gifted, my dear Riza, gifted!

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