Phew. This story is awesomely exhausting. Or exhaustingly awesome. . .Forgive me, I'm rambling. My usual acknowledgements:

Tastyfacewash – No but what would you have done?
PatrioticPuppy – Scary. . .Here ya go.
Eds Lover – Trying. . .
keosis-chan – Very.
bake-san - Dead. It was kinda unintentional. . .
Edward Mustang – I know, isn't it wonderful?
rikuslovelyalchemistwriter – I suppose you'll have to keep reading.
Neo Diji - -hands lollipop- Here.
moony – Why, thank you!

Chapter 6: Closing - somewhat

Ed had barely recovered from his injuries when he went looking for Mustang, and ultimately trouble, again. As usual, the Colonel was in his office. And with him was Hawkeye. She stood behind him, casually reading off a document in her left hand. In her right hand, she held her gun to the back of Mustang's head, nonchalantly. The Flame Alchemist's eyes would wander occasionally from his paperwork to attempt to catch a glimpse of her behind him when she would lightly press the gun into his head and send his eyes back to the paperwork.

The sight was somewhere between hilarious and terrifying.

"Am I...interrupting," Ed said timidly. Hawkeye shook her head, "Come in, Ed. I assume you want to speak to the Colonel." He nodded and stepped into the room. Hawkeye withdrew her gun and tucked it into her belt. "Don't you dare torch that work," she warned Mustang before stepping out into the hall. Ed smirked as soon as she was gone. "I see you're on a short leash." A corner of his mouth lifted, "Don't start with me, Fullmetal." He dropped his head onto his desk. "All day I've been kept at gunpoint. How annoying."

Ed hoisted himself onto the desk, letting his red coat slip from his shoulders. His automail gleamed in the light, momentarily entrancing Mustang. Ed sighed lightly, "We should run off." Mustang smirked, "Not gonna happen. Don't get me wrong; I'd love to. But unfortunately I have a gun-toting subordinate hot on my tail. Just because you don't have any work to do doesn't mean the rest of us aren't busy."

Ed sucked his teeth and looked out the window. "You just love feeling superior to me." Mustang raised an eyebrow and watched him curiously. Ed stood up and casually deposited himself in Mustang's lap. The Colonel raised an eyebrow but didn't object. Ed stretched smiling and softly kissed him on the lips. Almost too eagerly, Mustang returned the kiss.

Ed entwined his and Mustang's fingers gently slipping off his glove. The older alchemist was somewhat lost in his thoughts about the one connected to his lips. So much so he didn't notice when Ed replaced Mustang's glove on his hand. His eyes opened surprised, "What are-?" before Ed snapped and the work was on fire. He flipped away grinning brightly as Mustang rose to his feet, "Why you little-!"

Ed clapped his hands together and slammed them on the ground, a hole opening in the floor as he all but disappeared. He quickly fixed the hole with a smile at Mustang just as Hawkeye entered the room. The female military officer gave him a dark glance and drew her gun.

"Fullmetal runt," he whispered lowly as Hawkeye fired.

Ed grinned, "I think I'm gonna like this."

Good? Maybe I'll make more chapters...Maybe. Let me know what you want. If not this is the ending.

Aishiteru, minna-san. Arigato and Ja ne.

IMPORTANT: STAY TUNED FOR MY NEW ELYSIAxWRATH FIC. IT'LL BE OUT IN THE NEXT DAY OR SO.