Oo-er, reviewers! -tears- Arigato, minna-san. Everyone seemed to feel that I wouldn't update for a while. Let it be known that I'm an otaku with no life outside this screen. That's an exaggeration but you get the point.

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Chapter 2: Plan of Action

Ed had spent all day thinking of the perfect plan to get his revenge and finally it came to him and the idea was so very ludicrous that he'd laughed out loud as it came to him. He'd removed his shirt and did several exercises: pushups, sit-ups, and those such things until he was covered with a fine sheen of sweat. Next he unbraided his hair and then checked to make sure the hallways were empty. He silently crept into the hallway and headed for Mustang's office. He knew that Mustang would be awake because he had to replace the paperwork he'd torched earlier. So as he knocked lightly on the door, Edward grinned, happy to put his plan into action.

He was going to seduce the Colonel.

"Come in," Mustang said. Ed opened the door slowly and leaned against it, with a smile on his face. It took a while for Roy to notice but when he did his expression was priceless. His jaw dropped slightly and his usually calm eyes were wide. "Ah, Fullmetal?" he said, dazed. He couldn't help but notice that the Fullmetal Alchemist was shirtless and sweating somewhat. It took most of Roy's willpower to keep his tongue from lolling out of his mouth. His hair was free from its usual braid and it flowed about his shoulders.

Ed moved into the room, slowly with exaggerated movements. "I just came by to see what you were up to." Roy raised an eyebrow but Ed continued. "I also came to apologize for earlier. I didn't mean to make you mad." He took a seat on Roy's desk and looked at him with a dreamy smile. "You forgive me. . .don't you?" Mustang couldn't find the tongue to reply. He watched mesmerized as Ed licked his lips. The Fullmetal's eyes fixed intently on Roy's face. "What," Mustang asked, cluelessly. "I think you have something on your face," Ed replied leaning in closer to the Colonel.

Roy could feel Fullmetal's breath on his face. Their lips were inches away before Ed pulled away. "Oh, my mistake." Roy felt a feeling of loss so great he thought it could crush him. And unless he was mistaken, the Fullmetal seemed to be enjoying that. He stretched lightly and Roy fixed his eyes on Ed's well toned abs before the young alchemist pulled away. "It's late. I'll be heading back to bed now." Somewhat girlishly, he flicked his hair over his shoulder and left without another word.

And Roy was left to gape.

After awhile, his eyes narrowed some in anger, some in amusement. "Now what just happened? Is Fullmetal...is he in love with me," he whispered to himself. "Shit," he cursed lowly, noticing his throbbing hard on. He lowered his head to the desk. "How embarrassing."

Ed at the time was laughing like a maniac. "That was hilarious!" he congratulated himself. "The look on that big idiot's face!" He laughed again and fell back onto the bed. "Who's got the upper hand now, Flame?"

The next day, HQ was relatively calm. Ed forgot his evil plots for a while and wandered. He wandered into the libraries, he wandered into the mess hall, he wandered around the battlefield. There seemed nothing to do but torture the Colonel. He smirked with the prospect but found he had no step two. Well...maybe a step one and a half. He grinned drawing a lollipop from his pocket.

Again he found himself in Roy's office but found the Flame Alchemist to be fast asleep. Lazily, he climbed onto the desk, putting the lollipop in his mouth and faced away from Roy. With his back to him, he didn't notice when the Flame opened his eyes. "Fullmetal!" Ed looked over his shoulder, taking the lollipop out of his mouth. "Yeah?" Roy backed away from him. "What are you doing?" He shrugged turning away again, "Sitting." He twisted around and fixed his eyes on Mustang.

He didn't blink as his tongue curled around the red candy. Mustang's eye twitched a little and he leaned over to hide his growing boner. "What's the matter," Ed said, quietly. He jumped from then desk and stood in front of Mustang. Roy looked up to see Ed leering at him. "I'd hate to think something was wrong with you, Mustang." He stuck his tongue out at him and turned to go to the door. Mustang rose to his feet angrily, "You have not been dismissed, Fullmetal!" Ed yawned and as he did so, his tongue ran lightly over his top lip, cooling Mustang's temper. He smiled and left the room, bumping into Hawkeye.

Or more accurately he bumped into Hawkeye's new shiny, silver Magnum. He sweat dropped immediately and back away. "Sorry Hawkeye." She nodded faintly then walked past him into Mustang's office. The Colonel was furious. Hawkeye could see that his papers had been swept onto the floor. He looked almost as scary as Armstrong in a skirt.

"Colonel Mustang," Hawkeye's voice was calm. "What," he barked, baring his teeth to her. This amused her; he was acting like a dog. Well, Hawkeye had just a bit of experience in dog training. She raised her gun and fired six rapid shots. When the dust cleared, Mustang was up against a wall, frozen and afraid. "Sit," she said simply. "Now hang on! I'm the Colonel here!" She raised the gun and cocked it. "Sit," she said again, a dangerous warning.

Roy sat.

She replaced the gun in the holster and sat on his desk. She looked thoughtful and then said. "I've been thinking of what you said before. About your. . .affection for the Fullmetal. And as your preceding ranked officer, I cannot allow this. Edward Elric is just a child. Should you be discovered you would lose all respect from the State." Hawkeye finished and narrowed her eyes, sadly. Mustang was surprised but then smiled.

"Before when I said that. . .I lied. I don't like Fullmetal." Hawkeye sighed and lowered her head, "You're lying." He stood up, "Riza." She turned and found herself connected to a pair of lips. He pulled away and smiled at her, "Only you." An uncharacteristic blush appeared on her cheeks and she stood up. "Uh..." Mustang smiled, "Dismissed." Hawkeye saluted and quickly left the room, with a smile on her face.

Mustang sighed taking his seat again. He felt bad to lie to Hawkeye but he had to throw her off. He was in love with Fullmetal and no one was going to get in the way. Well. . .maybe one person. A certain machine junkie, ass-whooping, wrench swinging, blonde-haired bitch.

Roy and Ed were within sight and sound of each other when quite unexpectedly, Winry burst through the doors. And when I say burst, I mean burst. As in the doors swung upon, revealing a finely dressed Winry. "Edward!" she shouted and tackled him to the ground, arms tightened around his neck. As Ed struggled for air, Mustang's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Winry, what are-?"

She was howling into his neck, "I'm so happy to see you, Ed. I've missed you a lot." Ed's eyebrows went up, "You have?" He noticed Mustang's expression and grinned widely. "Uh, so have I!" He returned her hug and locked eyes with the Flame Alchemist.

And then he winked.

Mustang could hardly react before Al suddenly joined the duo. "Brother," he said in greeting. "What's up, Al?" Ed said, detaching himself from the crazed automailist and smiling at his brother. "Nothing much." Something about his voice led Ed to believe he was hiding something. But then Winry started in again, talking about the long trip. Mustang took the time to slip away, soundlessly. He wandered for a bit but then found himself back in his office.

Ed had separated from his brother and Winry to rest for awhile. He was concerned about himself and his new-found feelings for Mustang. Sure, he loved torturing him but he didn't think he'd love it this much. The very thought of Mustang made his heart twist. He stood up and went to find him. He was busy as always, deep in the paperwork that seemed to always cover his desk. He leaned against the wall and was silent. "What do you want, Fullmetal? I'm very busy."

Ed nodded, "I can see that." Mustang was directly avoiding his eyes. "What's wrong," Ed asked, a little curious. "Nothing a little kid like you would be interested in." Little! Ed's eye twitched. "Fine. Sorry I asked, jerk." Mustang chuckled into his paper. "You really are just a shrimp." Ed's fist clenched. "Who're you callin' a shrimp, moron?"

"You, shorty."

"Idiot."

"Flea."

"Asshole."

"Midget."

"Dick!"

"You're shorter than your temper."

"You're dumber than a sack of bricks!"

"At least I don't need a booster seat to see over a table."

"At least I don't happen to have a god complex that stops me from seeing anything other than the reflection in my mirror." Mustang's eyes were narrowed angrily. Ed's fists and teeth were clenched.

The tension was cut with the appearance of Winry.

She blinked and looked around. "I'm sorry. Am I. . .interrupting?"

Ed gained a cocky grin and stepped in front of her. He took her hand and said seriously. "Winry, there's something I need to tell you."

CLIFF! Sorry but I had to make sure, you'd keep reading. (I think I've effectively shorted the paragraphs ne, SuicidalKitsune?) Had to add Ed and Roy's little spat for the hell of it. Keep reviewers, my loves!