A/N Thank you so much for the great reviews! I really wasn't expecting people to like my fic so much when I started writing it. This is my first one, so I do hope you are telling the truth, and not just lying to make me feel good. I will update as often as I can, but that is not a guarantee. I'm a freshman with all honors classes in high school now, so I don't have as much time as I used to. Heh.

Onto the story!

Chapter 2

"Come on Roy! Just once more?"

"Maes, I have snapped my fingers so many times in the past hour, I'm going to both brake my fingers and burn down the dorm room."

"Please! Just once! Please… PLEASE… PPPPLLLLLEEEEAAASSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEEE-"

"Fine!"

Roy's thumb and middle finger, hidden by a white glove, snapped. Amazingly, instead of just the usual sound that emits from the motion he just made, the gloves made a quick spark, and a flame shot out. It flew at the carpet, and automatically, the carpet caught on fire.

"Woah! That was so much cooler than last time," Maes exclaimed.

"I told you I'd burn down the dorm room!" Roy shouted as he tried to stomp out the fire.

"Well, you didn't have to try again! When do you ever listen to me?" Maes replied, running away from the fire, and Roy, into the bathroom. Roy finally managed to put out the fire, and walked straight to the bathroom door. He pounded on it, but there was no answer.

"MAES! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!" Roy decided that yelling and pounding would not do anything, so he figured breaking down the door would prove to end up with a better result.

It had been three months since Maes and Roy had started military school. During that first month, Maes had investigated Roy, and finally convinced him to let a friend into his life. Ever since then, Maes had a great friend to hang out with all the time, and, well, Roy had a nuisance. A funny nuisance, he had to admit, but a nuisance none the less. He had been pestered by Maes's picture books of his dog, his curiosity, and his day in, day out cheerfulness that just made Roy sick. Roy had not had a better friend in his life.

After the fourth time that Roy tried to smash the bathroom door in, he gave in. Wait a minute! Roy decided that if what Maes really wanted to see was his decided method of alchemy, that's just what he would get. He held up his gloved right hand, and snapped. An enormous fireball blew the door right off its hinges. When the smoke had finally somewhat cleared, Roy stalked into the bathroom, and found Maes curled up inside the bathtub. He yanked Maes up by his collar, and dragged him into the main room, ignoring Maes's complaining.

"What did I do?" Roy released his grip from Maes's shirt, and Maes went to sit at the edge of his bed.

"You did what you always do! You nag and nag and nag and nag…"

Maes smiled at the angry look on Roy's face and the annoyed tone in his voice, and tried to hold back his laughter. "Yeah, I guess I do nag a lot. It's part of my nature, I suppose."

"It's not funny Maes! What are you grinning at?"

Maes couldn't take it anymore. He gave in, and started laughing so hard he fell on the floor, and tears sparkled in his eyes.

"I don't know what to do with you…" Roy sat at the edge of his bed, and sneered at Maes, but Maes did not see this purely evil look, because he was blinded by the fits of laughter, nor did he really care.

"Roy- I'm- sorry," Maes managed to get out, even though he could no longer breathe from hysterical laughing.

"Yeah… yeah… whatever," Roy mumbled. He took off his glove and cautiously placed it back inside his drawer.

"Maes, do you think I really can pass the exam?"

"Alright, who are you and what did you do with my big-headed best friend," Maes joked.

"Shut up… I just- I have to admit I'm kinda nervous-"

"You are going to do great," Maes interrupted.

"I know, it's just, the exam is in 2 months! It's so close!"

Maes rolled his eyes. Alchemists, he thought, always such perfectionists!

"Roy, I have no doubt you will be the one to pass. You shouldn't worry."

"I guess you're right… thanks Maes."

"Hey Roy, I was thinking… when we graduate, should I go into the investigations department?"

"You did a great job investigating me… might as well."

"Okay… cool. You can be Fireball Alchemist, and I can be the know-it-all!"

They both laughed at this thought. Finally, they got into their pajamas, and went to bed.