A/n: Puppies are the cutest things ever, you just want to hug and kiss them to bits.

QUESTION! Does anyone know about how much Ed's automail weighs:)

Everto Angelus-Thank you for all of you reviews! Um…I think I found out about the movie on a message board, and then proceeded to google it to find out more, eventually coming across the movie website. You can't buy it yet cause it hasn't come out. It'll be released in Japan on July 23. It'll be in Japanese (that's a given), but I'm sure it will eventually (meaning forever, lol) be dubbed and released on DVD. I'm not sure what RAW stands for, but it means (I'm pretty sure) the chapter with original dialogue instead of a scanlated chapter. I hope that helped. :)

Aoko-Thank you very much, and yes, there's 33 songs in the first OST, but I'm not stopping there. I'm planning on doingall the other FMA soundtracks, and some others.:)

Matsu Okato-Sure, I enjoy talking to people through e-mail. I'm not into instant messaging, but e-mail's fine. My e-mail is grimm 222001 (at) gmail (dot) com. Just take out all the spaces. :)

Astrael00-shrugs can't please everybody. Though I'm glad you like some of my fics. I can't imagine what the world would be like if there was something everyone liked…I would suspect brainwashing is involved, lol. :)

Big thanks to Blonde-Existentialist, The Air Alchemist, gundamjunkierx780, Lil-Kudo, invisible johnny, Maylin-Chan, saffiremoon21, and seto'sgal29 :)

It's just human. We all have the jungle inside of us. We all have wants and needs and desires, strange as they may seem. If you stop to think about it, we're all pretty creative, cooking up all these fantasies. it's like a kind of poetry.

Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider, Northern Exposure, Mister Sandman, 1994

#13 Despicable Acts

As a child, her grandfather had preached to her about 'despicable acts' aka sex (a taboo subject that children were forbidden to know of). He would rant on about how she was never to perform these acts (without actually telling her what they were), for the same reason all parents do.

As she got older he became more lenient, pushing her to marry, though didn't want her having sex before that (unbeknownst to him, that didn't really work out).

She hadn't been a virgin the first time she and Mustang had ravished each other on his office floor. But it was the first time she had had an experience like that, and the first in a long time she'd felt something deeper than lust.

He had become a drug to her, addicting. She couldn't go through half a day without thinking of his smooth skin, his hard muscles, his handsome smile.

She couldn't help but dream at night, about raking her hands through his hair, his fingers digging into her hips, their legs tangled in a passionate dance.

If it was so wrong to perform despicable acts…

She was an absolute sinner.

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