"He's certainly done a number on himself this time, Colonel."

"Feh. He shouldn't be doing reckless things like jumping into circles in the middle of a transmutation. I'm not saying he got what he deserved," Mustang added quickly, his eyes following Hawkeye's path to her gun's holster, "But maybe now he'll learn…When do you think he'll wake up?"

"When we stop saying stuff that he's interested in hearing," Hawkeye sighed. Roy looked at her.

"What?" She nodded towards the sleeping alchemist on the couch.

"He's listening in."

"Why…Edward, if you're awake, act like it." He demanded.

"Izzat a order?" Ed asked, slowly opening his golden eyes. Roy glared at him, but was soon cut off by a large suit of armor.

"Brother! You're okay!"

"Well, yeah," Ed gasped, crushed by his brother's hug. Al stood up quickly.

"How are you feeling, Ed?" Riza asked.

"Guh…" Ed muttered, trying to turn away from the looks of everyone.

"Edward, we should probably—" Ed looked at Mustang, and Mustang stopped mid-sentence. Ed's eyes were huge and fearful, and they…Scared Mustang. He couldn't remember ever seeing Ed as…Vulnerable as he looked right now.

"You're not going to take me to a lab, are you?" Ed asked, and if you could only hear his voice you wouldn't have thought that he was as scared as his eyes betrayed him to be. Alphonse made a funny choking/gasping noise inside his armor that echoed.

"Of course not, Ed," Hawkeye replied as Mustang opened his mouth. She tilted her head a little to the left. "How do you feel, honestly?" Ed opened his mouth to make a sarcastic remark and stopped. He had really fucked up this time, and as much as he hated to say it, he may need their help…And it looked like Mustang and Al already knew this.

"I'm fine," Ed muttered, his voice defiant. Roy sighed agitatedly.

"Are you insane, FullMetal? Your wings—Don't shudder when I say "wings" you have them now, deal with it—Are twitching like crazy and you're grimacing. You're obviously in pain." Ed scowled.

"Fine. I'm in a helluva lot of pain. Now what?"

"Well, Ed, now we can at least give you some medicine." Havoc showed up over Riza's shoulder.

"Yeah, so? I don't think it would help against wayward transmutations."

"Well, if your arm hurts, or your wings or something it could help, brother…" Al trailed off. Ed sighed. He wouldn't admit that that would help him a lot, even though he could tell that everyone in the room could tell.

"What time is it?" Edward asked, avoiding the subject of his pain entirely.

"4'o'clock the day after," Roy replied. "For now, Havoc, Hawkeye, and myself are the only ones who now about your…Condition." Roy added, thinking that he may want to know that. Ed shook his head lightly and sat up on the couch.

"You're…Not going to give me to a lab, are you?" He asked, eyes big. Riza and Roy exchanged glances and Havoc looked uncertain.

"Um…" Mustang stuttered.

"It never crossed our minds, Ed." Hawkeye interrupted, fixing Roy with a death glare. "There are ways to make sure that no one knows about…This."

"He's got wings!" Havoc tried not to laugh, and ending up making a strangling noise. Ed glared at him.

"Yeah, well…That's my problem now, isn't it? Right, Mustang?" Ed turned and glared at Roy.

"Yeah, it is, FullMetal. Not ours." Roy snapped.

"Colonel," Hawkeye started.

"It is his problem, his and his brother's." Mustang glared right back at Ed.

"Fine. See ya later, Colonel!" Edward declared. He hoisted himself off the couch with visible pain and staggered out the door. "C'mon, Al!" Alphonse saluted quickly and ran out to his brother. The remaining people watched as the door slammed shut.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" Hawkeye asked Mustang furiously. Not even realizing it herself, her right hand came up and slapped him.

It wasn't for another minute that anything else happened. Havoc's cigarette finally fell out of his mouth and hit the floor, Roy slowly reached up and touched where Riza had hit him, and Hawkeye stepped away from the Colonel.

"Colonel…I'm sorry…" Riza stammered, unconsciously still backing away.

"I take it you don't agree with me, Lieutenant." Mustang smiled a little.

"N-no, sir, I don't think you should have let Edward and Alphonse go like that." Roy sighed.

"FullMetal was being extremely arrogant, Lieutenant."

"That makes it okay?" Hawkeye asked, regaining her normal composure. Without waiting for an answer, she saluted him sharply and walked out the door, slamming it behind her loudly.

"Sooo…Now what?" Havoc asked in the quiet after Hawkeye.

"We wait," Mustang replied simply. "Get to your work, Lieutenant." Havoc mumbled under his breath, but listened to his superior.

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"Dammit," Riza muttered under her breath. "Where have those two gone to!"

Short again, and it probably sucks but…I PROMISE the next chapter will be way better. Expect "Downhill to Central" to be updated soon…I can see your smiles, Mearii and Ace. I'm smiling too. Now you guys might get off my back! Just kidding. You guys motivate me :hug: All reviewers!

takky: Really? Omigosh, cool! I'm not going to say anything about his flying abilities…But I can tell you that no matter WHAT this chapter looked like, it will not be yaoi. Sorry.

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Freanch-fri-freak: Yes, Ed is adorable! Thank you! I think that Havoc is my little outlet for funny lines. Yay! Update MLN!