Hi ya'll! I'm back with another chapter!
tastyfacewash- Thankies. I appreciate the compliment and, well, Roy CAN be an asshole at times, so yeah. ; Thanks again!
Roy: rubs cheek What was that for?
Ed: For being you.
Roy: I resent that.
Ed: Yeah? What're you gunna do about it?
Roy: Uh...
A/N: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, if I did, I wouldn't live in an apartment with three birds and the roaches.
Chapter VI
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Dreams. He said that like it was simple, a fact. But when I stared into those amber eyes that haunted my dreams oh-so-pleasently, I knew he hadn't been lieing. My Edward could only remember... dreams. I looked away, trying to keep the tears behind my eyes. It was no use. I cried quietly without looking at Whinry or Ed, and I stood. What was I supposed to do? Ed needed his memorys back, damn it. Otherwise he'd never remember when we...
-Flashback-
"Damn it, it's sweltering in here!" Ed said, walking into Roy's office with reports that had been filled out. "Turn on the air conditioning!" "Busted." I had said simply, not helping but to drink in his form, with sweat forming on his forehead and bare arms. Oh how I just wanted to throw him down on the couch and ravish him until he screamed out my name- "Roy!" Ed snapped, bringing me out of my haze. I blinked a few times, to see that the blonde was giveing me a wierd look. "What're you gawking at?" He growled, slamming the papers down on my desk. "Nothing." I lied. The leather of his pants hugged him oh so perfectly, and I could barely see the slight lump in them that informed me the crotch was either too small, or there was something he liked. "See something you like, Flame Bastard?" He growled, shifting out of my gaze. I scowled. "Not a chance, Fullmetal Shrimp." I listened half-heartedly to his outburst. Ah Ed, don't you know? You are so irrisistabley cute when you're mad.
-End Flashback-
He wouldn't have remembered my name. How I used to tease him. The kiss, his brother, nothing. Nothing that he couldn't scrape up from a dream. I choked a sob and turned to leave the room. "I'll be back." I said offically, as if I was about to make an important call. Oh how badly I wished that were true. No, my reason was much more intimate. I had to find out how to get Ed's memorys back, even if it kills me. I can't get the blonde out of my mind, damn it. All, what, five feet two inches of him? I walked into the bathroom and leaned agenst the wall with a distilled groan of fault. Damn it, why did everything I do or touch turn out to be a lie? Was there a curse on my head because I was a-
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I watched the strange man leave. Then I looked up at the girl. "Miss, what's my name?" I asked slowly, eyes large as I spoke. I looked down at myself. What was I, ten? I was really short, I noticed, and I was wareing funny clothes, too. My right arm and left leg were missing, merely bandaged stumps. I had a braid, it was hanging over my shoulder. I was blonde, then? I touched it with my hand. It was silky, "Your name's Edward Elric." She whispered to me. I closed my eyes and thought, then the man walked back in. "Ed." He said. "Aishiteu. Remember."