Hello! This chapter isn't to long, just to inform. To make this short and sweet, Russell is indeed the bastard boyfriend. Anyways, thanks for the reviews everyone! You make me very happy! (Ew, but I just read over my past chapters, and I found SO many typos and mistakes I made, and I feel so BLECH)

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Where the hell is he?

Edward rested himself against the guardrail on the staircase, while tapping his foot nervously. The noise he made echoed throughout the empty stairs and halls, and it was the only faint noise he could hear. All the students were in their Advisories, waiting for their last period to arrive, whereas Edward decided for himself that it would be somewhat pleasant to skip. He looked down at the thin piece of paper he grasped in his fingers; his pass stated that he was on his way to the lavatory. A very simple way to skip, he thought, but he was surprised when his teacher never bothered to ask why he was always gone for the full twenty minutes of Advisory.

"I thought you said the staircase near the cafeteria…"

Edward turned his head to the direction of the sound, to only find his brother at the bottom of the stairs. He had a nervous expression, and his fingers were trembling a bit.

Edward tried to conceal a snicker, "What are you so worried about?" He made his way down the stairs, finally in front of Alphonse. Edward was not concerned about the skipping whatsoever, and he almost forgot that they were awfully close to the main office.

Alphonse let out an anxious breath of air, "I just don't like skipping, and it was really hard for me to get out, ok? My advisor is a pain…" They soon began walking around to no destination whatsoever. They tried to enjoy the fact that they didn't have to be cramped in small rooms for almost half an hour.

"So…where are we headed to anyway?" Alphonse asked as they passed empty classrooms.

Edward simply shrugged his shoulders, "Eh, I don't know, I just wanted to get out of there…" Pretty soon, they found themselves in front of their own Advisory rooms; they attempted to run quickly by them without being seen. Ed found that amusing, however, Alphonse complained about how barbaric he felt.

They walked around the entire school for about fifteen minutes, and even took the time to stop near the pool area and rest in the abandoned hallway. Alphonse repeatedly checked his watch every time they turned into a different hall, and always asked when they should go back. Edward wouldn't answer with words, but with a simple eye roll.

"Al, have you ever skipped anything?" Edward asked somewhat confusingly as he took a sip from his water. He had wasted his last dollar at the vending machine near the gym after they passed it. Alphonse didn't answer, but nervously took a sip from his own cold bottle. Just then, he paused, staring through the glass windows of the library they were about to pass.

Edward was almost far ahead, "Al, why'd you stop?" He ran back, only to give his brother a perplexed glare when he found him about to enter the library.

"Well, since we're here," Alphonse opened the heavy doors, "I might as well get something for my book report."

Edward followed in, trying to keep his voice quiet, "You know they'll ask you why you're here…" He then thought to himself, this proves that he has never skipped any classes before…

Alphonse turned, and suddenly flashed his own pass into his brother's bewildered face, for written upon it was Library. Alphonse smiled slyly, "At first I thought it would just be an easy excuse, but now that we're actually here, I can take the advantage." And with that, he simply made his way to the tall rows of books that lay in the far back of the library. Edward shook his head side to side and added a humorous sigh, remembering that this would have been a nice place to sneak to in the first place. He looked to the right of the library, to find the rows of computers. And with that benefit, he managed to sneak by and take a seat for the last ten minutes.

He rested back in his chair, opening the media player in the corner, only to become irritated because of the blockings. He sighed angrily, and just simply waited for his brother to check out a book.

Just then he noticed something on the far side of the large room that wanted him to get up and leave. His brows started to frown aggressively, and he felt like he was choking on nothing in particular. As soonas he got upfrom his chair, a familiar blonde took a seat next to him.

"Hey Ed," he laughed, as he signed in. Out of all the computers he could choose from the library, he had to pick this one. Ed still stood, trying his best not to grit his teeth, and turned, "Hello Russell."

Russell grinned, "What are you so angry about?" he clicked his way on to his program, as Ed still loomed above him with his back facing him. Russell turned on the swivel chair as the program loaded, and asked slyly, "Hey, you don't have Advisory in the library, do you?"

Edward suddenly turned and added a sarcastic grin as his hand grasped the chair, and said angrily, "No, I just came in here to listen to music, but seeing as you're here, I might as well be on my way."

Russell tried to conceal a laugh, "My, what a short temper," he turned back to the screen and began to type loudly, as if he forgot Edward was there by his side.

Edward's fists clenched, short! Damn him, damn him to hell! He tried his best to keep his voice low, but the gritting of his teeth seemed to be somewhat loud. Knowing that he couldn't do anything to shut up this bastard, he simply turned and started to walk off, with a trail of anger following him from behind.

"I thought you'd still be mad about my girlfriend," Russell's devious voice seemed to shatter the silence. Edward quickly turned, and frowned at Russell's cunning expression. Edward's anger seemed to worsen at the way Russell had said my girlfriend. It bothered Ed that he didn't even use Winry's name.

"She does talk about you a lot though, but it's not really anything positive if you're wondering…you seem to make her very upset." His grin still lay upon his jaw, and it seemed to grow larger each time one of Ed's left knuckles cracked.

"You're never going to find anyone quite like her," Russell added in an amused tone, still easily typing away, "She really is beautiful, wouldn't you agree?"

Edward tried his best to tune out that voice and concentrate on the clicking of the keyboard, his fingers were sore, and a muscle under his eye began to twitch. Shut up, shut up, shut up…!

"Yes, she is, such a fair face a nice body…" he whispered while logging off the computer.

Edward turned, his face red with anger. He managed to hoarsely murmur, "You really are something else you damn son of a-"

Russell began to laugh quietly, and interrupted Edward's foul statement as he rose to his feet. He loomed over Edward, and looked down at him with that smirk on his face, "Ed, I would be smart and just leave her alone. She has me right now, and besides, she's much happier." He let is teeth show in that evil smile, and simply walked away, his chuckle followed. All of a sudden, he paused, and choked for air, as the collar on his shirt pulled past the nape of his neck. He struggled to pry off the cold fingers, but failed so. The grip around his neck loosened, and he turned his head around with a pant of air. Edward's eyes were dark, and a small vein in the center of his eyebrows seemed to pulse as his teeth gritted.

"If you do anything to Winry…" his mechanical fingers clicked as his grip around the collar tightened, "…if you hurt her…or upset her…" his voice almost went silent, "I swear I'll fucking kill you."

Russell managed to pry away from Ed's hold as quick as he can, he gasped for a quick breath of air and rubbed the front of his sore neck. However, he began to chuckle again, and rose his brows competitively, "I'd like to see you try shrimp."

Edward stood with his fists clenched, as he watched Russell walk out of the library and into the hallway, as if nothing had happened whatsoever. Those dark and angry thoughts still rang through his mind, repeating themselves over and over again, I swear I will fucking kill you. His mouth was dry, and his head was pounding insanely, and in the back of his mind, all he could see was Winry…was she really happier with him? He shook his head, convincing himself to believe the opinion he had thought of earlier, No one says anything bad about her anymore…she's happier…that way…

"Ed!" Alphonse's voice caught his attention, and Edward looked to his brother's direction. Just then, he noticed that some students sitting at the tables on the far side of library had just witnessed the incident, and were gossiping quietly to each other. Luckily, Alphonse didn't have the moment to see anything…

Edward groaned, and walked over to Al, who held a new book by his side, "Come on Ed, the bell's gonna ring soon…" he started to walk towards the exit. Edward followed, but with his face to the floor and his fists in his pockets.

"Al?"

"Yeah?"

"You're right…skipping isn't the best idea."


Edward lay on his bed, his arms were crossed behind him and he rested his head on his palms. He stared up at the ceiling fan above him in deep thought. His golden eyes remained on each wing that went round and round and never stopped…around in an endlesscircle…almost lost…his face twisted in confusion.

What the hell am I talking about, a fan can't be lost…He sat up and rested himself upon the pillow, and lay there comfortably, forgetting about the homework that was left untouched on the nightstand. He had been in his room since after school, almost two hours…just in deep thought.

Yet he wasn't alone, Winry was with him in his thoughts. Every corner he turned in his mind, she was right there, either holding her wrench menacingly, or waving with a soft smile…she was there. And he couldn't stop thinking about her…

He had known Winry all his life, and she was simply a childhood friend…the kind of person he could tell any secret to, and he was able to give her honest opinions without hesitating. And she would come to him, if she were in need. But now, she never came for him anymore, it was always him...Edward rarely saw her anymore...he pondered about why he wanted to see her...

He wasn't to sure if he was supposed to feel happy, or confused, or disappointed that he didn't see her as just a "childhood friend" anymore. Yet, he wondered, why is all of this changing now?

That damn Russell.

Edward had it on his last nerve; his head started to pound again, and he had the terrible urge to release his anger physically upon the soft pillow. He stopped himself and took a deep breath, and paused suddenly. His eyes widened, in excitement.

It's come to this hasn't it…

He quickly jumped to his feet, and leaped out of his room, and down the hallway, stopping at the last door. He knocked upon it loudly, fidgeting with enthusiasm.

Winry doesn't deserve to be treated like that...she doesn't deserve people like that...

The door opened, with a shocked Alphonse behind it. His book was grasped in his hand, flipped to the middle, and his brows were slightly frowning, "I was in the middle of something…"

Edward brought his hands in the air, and spoke quickly "Look, I don't care, I need a favor, you got a tie and a nice jacket or something, right?"

Alphonse blinked, "Uh…yeah I think so…why would you need that?"

Edward whispered simply, "Cause I'm going to homecoming."


Wow, yeah, I was in an angry mood when I wrote about Russell. BASTARD THAT HE IS! Ok yes, I will TRY MY BEST to update quickly, but I am a very busy person...(sob)