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Waking up so early was a habit Ed so dearly hated.

Something was going to get broken today… or at least transmuted into something useful. And right now, it looked like that something was going to be Roy's singing in the shower just a wall away.

But Ed couldn't kill, or transmute sound. Hell, Roy was already killing the song and the music. It sounded like a dying cat, Ed made a wincing motion when Roy met the high C.

So, the next best thing to kill would be Roy. But… if Roy was dead, some prick would take his position.

'damn it. I'm stuck.'

However, a plan formed in Ed's head. He grinned wickedly and stood up on the wooden floor, then darted out into the hallway. Not caring that he was only in his boxers. They were his favorite boxers, so he would show them off. No need to hide them… (, Ed in boxers!)

"-ducky, you the one."

Just opening the bathroom door, Ed almost blacked out as another falsetto was met. Much louder without anything to block off some sound waves.

Making sure Roy had his back turned, Ed slowly and silently reached his metal arm out. (meaning the door opened on the left side, just like here in the US. Or at least in my house. A useless tidbit of information! Sorry, back to the chapter)

He just touched the lever, before he gently pushed it down until it was about to switch on.

Grinning madly, Ed pressed the lever down fully, then quickly darted out and shut the door as a flushing noise rose up to distract Roy's singing.

Just as Ed closed the door, the singing stopped.

Then came the illiterate words and curses that a rouge wouldn't even use.

Ed just skipped down the stairs (yes, skipped) and into the kitchen where he busied himself to get breakfast started. Where he could appear busy like he had been cooking for awhile.

A wrathful Roy came charging into the kitchen with only a towel wrapped around his hips. His usually calm and someone arrogant look was gone. So was gone the sternness and coolness Roy prided himself on.

"why the hell did you flush the toilet!"

Ed shifted and looked innocent, and defenseless. "because your singing, I thought two cats were rutting on the roof." (it sounds so horrible and loud! No lie!)

Roy say red, he swung out and managed to graze Ed. Which caused the blond to fall back in surprise of the attack.

The next thing Ed knew, was that a pan flew and more raw then cooked eggs landed right on Roy's head. The Pan fell with a clatter…

Ed gaped…

Roy's eye twitched.

Then Ed burst out laughing. Almost maniacally.

Roy screamed in frustration before he spun around and stomped to the door. His coolness was past gone, it was extinct. "clean this mess up Fullmetal!" Ed heard him, but he was clutching his stomach as tears worked their way down his face.

Roy shook his head and jumped upstairs. Externally he was mad. But he was also sort of happy. (not about the eggs in his hair though) but because Ed had just laughed. A true, none forced laugh.

The first one in a long, long time.

It made Roy feel better. Despite the egg.

Walking back into his bathroom, Roy resumed his shower. Happy for the large amount of hot water…

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Ed's laughter died down again.

Three hours after, he was still cracking up at odd moments. Hawkeye was glaring at him with a suspicious look, while Mustang was trying to keep himself from blushing, and from screaming in frustration.

"Fullmetal, your testing my patience once again." Ed had to hide his face as he rolled his eyes. He shifted and laid down on the black couch he was currently sitting on.

Finally keeping his emotions in check, Ed's eyes glazed out and he stared up at the ceiling.

His boots made a dull thunking as they swung over the edge of the couch and on it's side. His thoughts moved once more to the upcoming rise in the war with Ishbal.

"…rd…"

He unconsciously started to trace a well known symbol on the upholstery of the couch. (hope that's the right word) the war wasn't going to end soon. Both sides willing to fight until one or the other was annihilated. Perhaps even both sides.

"…ward…"

Humans were such pitiful creatures.

They weren't immortal.

"Edward!"

Ed was yanked back to the present with a sharp slap handed out by Riza. Ed sat straight up and almost knocked heads with Riza, who moved away just in time. "what!"

"you were spacing out sir." Ed glared at Riza as he slowly rubbed his cheek.

Sighing, Ed swung his feet over so he was properly sitting up. Even though his feet didn't touch the ground. "was it wrong to be thinking?" Riza gave a half glare, before she pointed to a spot on the material of the couch, right where Ed's hand had been.

Ed glanced down and his eyes widened. A perfect sign was etched into the leather like material, ruining the expensive cover.

"sorry Mustang. I'll-" Riza thumped Ed on his forehead. "this symbol. It's perfect. What does it mean Fullmetal sir?"

Ed shifted and stood up, while stretching he gazed down at the sign. It didn't look like he had traced it over and dug it in many times. Each line perfectly over one another.

Having drawn it so many times, Ed wasn't surprised by how unflawed the mark was.

A single cross was etched into the leather, a crescent moon seemingly stuck to wind almost all the way around the top outstretched line. A sun was set in the back of the cross, right over the mid point of the cross.

"it's nothing really important." walking towards the door, Ed looked back at the two in Roy's office.

Riza was giving him a accusing look. Ed cringed and sighed.

"my father calls it the sign of immortality. Or at least…" father's books called the sign Immortality.

"ignore my rambling. I have some things to figure out." Ed walked out the door and into the hallways. Where he bumped into someone.

"Fullmetal sir… Fuhrer Daemon wants to speak with you. He says it's urgent."

Ed snorted in disbelief. But walked down the hallway to where Daemon's room was situated. The biggest room in the building. Obviously Fuhrer Daemon wasted no time to point out his position.

Walking into Daemon's room without a introduction, Ed saw that Daemon was already waiting for him. Ed stood in the doorway for a minute before he was beckoned in. "sit down Fullmetal. We have much to chat about. And so little time."

Ed grunted, but walked further into the room. Finally sitting down in a uncomfortable chair resting in front of the desk.

"your to go to Diablo tomorrow to kill off any rebels." Ed's eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth. "I hold much against you Edward Elric." Ed growled silently as he sat back. He saw the flicker of approval and knowingness in Daemon's eyes…

Wait…

Daemon expected Ed to blow his top like Ed always did.

Ed told himself to remain cool. See what Daemon was playing at. Obviously it was something planned before this time of 'getting togetherness'.

"what do you hold against me sir?" Daemon's eyes narrowed. Not expecting questions, instead he expected yelling and denial. "excuse me?"

Ed nodded. He mentally smirked at Daemon. "what do you hold against me sir?"

"your brother."

Ed shook his head. "my brother isn't here at the moment. Most likely he isn't to come back. Now or never. So… what else?" Daemon shifted just slightly, but Ed saw it.

"your fundings, information." Ed snorted loudly. "funding can be found anywhere at the right price (as in work or something), and information. It branches off to different directions. Not wired from one place to another discretely. Bound to escape the lips of one and into the ears of the waiting."

Daemon was starting to sweat. It showed in how he shifted again. Ed was mentally cheering to himself now.

"your defying my orders!" Daemon's voice was raised. Definitely looking his control.

Ed shifted. "I see no point in going if I have nothing to hold me." Ed stood up slowly, his eyes smirking. "I have one thing Ed." Ed had moved towards the doorway, his shoulders tensing.

"defy me. Even a breath out of line. I will not hesitate to destroy your hometown, your friends… and anyone who ever crossed pasts with you on the good side." Ed's eyes widened with fear, his body shaking. "take a single step away from me Ed. Your family, your friends… all dead within the day."

Ed's pupil's dilated. He slowly turned and stared a crossed the office to Daemon's smirking face. A sadistic smirk pulling at his lips.

Ed slowly made his way back to the chair. Uncomfortable as it was, he felt relaxed when he fell onto it. His knees weak. He gazed down at the ground as Daemon leaned forward. His eyes dancing in the dark room, shadows playing a crossed every plain of his face.

"this is what your going to do Ed…"

Ed's breathing became loud and erratic as Daemon explained his every step…

His skin paled and his body shook with suppressed sobs. "do you understand Fullmetal?" Ed shifted and remained silent for a few minutes. His breathing the only sound in the room… except for Ed's heart that throbbed in his ears. Ed swore Daemon could hear the fearsomely loud heartbeat.

"answer Fullmetal."

Fullmetal slowly gazed up. His wide eyes looked like a lost child's. one who has seen their parents murdered right before them. Suffered unspeakable things…

"yes…"

Daemon leered. "yes what Ed?"

Ed shifted and shakily stood up. Taking a minute to gain his balance. Afraid of his knees collapsing at any move.

"yes… Fuhrer Daemon."

"dismissed."

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okay… this is beyond pissing me off.

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sorry, not a lot of roy x ed lovin' here in this chapter. i'll explain that symbol to you guys in some chapter.

in the last chapter with that (1) next to the sneeze, japan used to believe if you sneezed. someone was talking about you at that moment.