Don't own Fma, but if you wanna give me legal bindings I'll be more than happy to take.

Held

By The Gomp

I looked at myself in the mirror; I was unimpressed by my appearance. I pulled at the white collared dress shirt in a poor effort to give my body more ventilation. I looked like... a mini blonde haired Roy Mustang. But I supposed it comes with the territory if I plan to wear his clothes.

Ok, so it wasn't all that bad. Better than the hospital wardrobe that I had been wondering in the previous day. I sighed at my reflection. The clothing was two sizes too big, I was missing my right arm, and as a person I looked like hell. I un-tucked the white dress shirt from the pants and unbuttoned it. I had a white tang-top under the dress shirt so it wasn't like I was revealing anything. I pulled the pants even higher up my stomach and tightened the belt with my one hand. That at least assured me I wouldn't trip over my pant legs.

My style was getting a little better even though it wasn't really an appropriate style for a young gentleman. Ha, me a gentleman? So I suppose the outfit was good to go.

I ran my hand through my bangs and than along the back ponytail. It was a trait my father used to commonly do. It always reminded me of a rather feminine motion… I shook my head at the intruding thoughts.

My hair was now past my mid back, nearing the waste. For years I had contemplated on cutting it, but a bit of sentimental value had found its way into the locks. I'm not exactly sure what that 'sentimental value' was, but there was something there. It was something that told me to not cut my golden mane.

I looked around the small bedroom that the Mustangs (haha, Mustangs) had allowed me to sleep in the past night. There was nothing special about it. The room was painted blue and had a bed, a dresser, and a closet. A full body mirror was nailed to the far left wall and that's what had been entertaining me for the past half hour. Exciting, Eh?

A knock at the door grabbed my attention. "Yes?"

"Are you fully dressed?" I opened the door for Riza. I moved out of the way so she could walk in. She looked at the bed surprised. "Thanks for making the bed. It's hard for me to get even Roy to make our bed."

I nodded. "Manners. I am a guest in this house, I should clean after myself."

Riza gave a soft smile while she leaned against the dresser. "Turn so I can see what you look like."

I did a turn for her hoping for her approval. She began to bite on her thumb nail. "I really wish we had something smaller. Do you feel comfortable?"

I looked in the mirror again. Really, I didn't. But in actuality, it didn't matter. "Its clothing, so who am I to complain? Trust me, I would rather Al saw me in this than hospital clothing. I don't want them to get the wrong impression."

Riza laughed. I smiled in humor upon hearing her laughter. Her laugh was rather masculine to belong to a woman, but I supposed that sort of thing happens after spending years trapped with men in close quarters.

"I doubt your family is going to care about your fashion sense. They're just going to be happy tosee you again."

I rubbed my freshly shaved face. The skin was smooth to the touch. "I hope you're right. Well, I'm sure you're right. I think I'm just nervous." My biggest fear was that everyone had changed, changed so much that I didn't have a place to be in their lives anymore. I mean, deep down I knew that would never happen, but fears are fears. Humans live off those things.

"Don't be nervous. Everything is going to go great. Do you want me to hem the pants? I'll have no problem getting them done before you leave."

I looked at the clock that sat behind the bed. I still had five hours before the train was to leave. It was only six in the morning. I scratched my head sheepishly. "Would you mind?"

Riza shook her head. "No, don't worry about it. I actually had a military course on sewing when I was still in prep-school. So, if I do say so myself, my sewing is rather efficient and I'm excellent with timing." Yup, that's military talk for you.

I unbuckled the belt in attempt to slide the waste line down, but instead the pants decided to just fall right off my body revealing my boxers. Riza lifted an eyebrow at me. Want to talk about embarrassing. "Sorry sorry!" I grabbed the pants and pulled them back on as quickly as possible.

A cough from the doorway made me jump. My face flustered when I saw who it was. "Edward, I come here with great news and what do I find! You, trying to flash my wife." Roy held a humored tone.

"Shut up! It was an accident."

Riza and Roy shared a smile together; I only looked at them irritated. Riza bent down and began measuring the pants.

"What do you want?" My voice wasn't the least bit friendly.

Roy tapped his finger on his chin while looking me up and down. "I just wanted to see how good my wardrobe looked on you. I must say, the clothing is beautiful, but the occupant inside does it no justice." People have always wondered why I was never too fond of Roy. This was just one of the many reasons.

"It's not my fault that you're fat so the clothing won't fit right."

Roy's mouth fell open. Wahahaha, my comeback gave me the desired response.

Riza looked over at Roy. "Roy, you're not fat. Trust me, you really aren't. He's just trying to upset you." I gave Riza a playful-dirty look for ruining my moment. She only smirked while going back to measuring.

Roy eyed me carefully. "I see. Well, I did come here with a meaning. I have some fantastic news for you."

I waited a moment hoping Roy would continue, but he waited for me to play along. I gave an exasperated sigh. "Oh what ever could the fantastic news be?"

"Well, it looks like I'll be joining you."

I stared at him for a second trying to decrypt what he just said. "Huh?"

Roy nodded. "I think it's going to be a really nice day today too."

I growled at him. "Will you elaborate more on what you previously said?"

"Oh, you mean about me joining you? Well, see, originally Armstrong was supposed to be your escort, but he's been given orders that must be carried out immediately. So instead it will be me. Exciting, don't you think?"

I tried to stay calm. I made sure my voice came out natural and mature. "I can take care of myself. You have a pregnant wife who is due soon. I don't think it would be appropriate for you to leave her alone."

Mustang walked into the room and slapped me playfully on the back. "Aren't you just the gentleman? Don't worry, Riza says its fine. Isn't that right sweetens? Besides I'll only be gone for a few days."

Riza nodded to confirm.

Sweetens. To hear Riza Hawkeye being called sweetens by Roy Mustang was very disturbing.

My voice came out a bit more timid. "I don't need an escort. I'm 19 years old."

Roy laughed with glee. "See, that's the problem. You're 19 and your hormones are running wild. Just don't know what might happen if I left you on a big train with possible female companions all by yourself."

I wondered if two horns were going to grow out of my head. I began to growl uncontrollably. Stay calm... must stay calm. "GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER! Once I get my auto-mail back you are going to regret the day you were born."

Riza stood up, finishing her measurements. "Edward, act your age. Besides, Roy isn't going because he wants to be your escort; there is some other business there that needs to be taken care of."

I looked at Roy curiously. "Business?"

Roy sighed while looking at his wife. "You always have to ruin everything for me." He turned back to face me. He ran a hand through his dark hair. "Yea, really it's nothing serious. I just have to do a yearly routine check with the military facility there. You know, make sure there isn't any problems or such."

The military facility in Rizenpool has always been practically, well, nothing. They always had three service guards who were more like police officers. "Why do you have to see them personally? Can't they send paper work or something? Seems a little costly for something so minor."

Roy shrugged. "Parliament law. It seems they want us to be more aware of what takes place in every single little military facility that exists in this nation."

That really did seem like too much. "It's almost as if they don't trust their own people."

Roy gave thought to what I said before he answered. "I don't think that's it. Parliament is just trying to keep better track of the number of civilians and what takes place throughout the country. A lot has to do with the rebellions. It's easier to maintain them this way."

Riza coughed to grab both our attention. "Yes dear?"

Riza ignored Roy and looked at me while pointing at my pants. "Off." I eyed her then looked down at the overly sized blue fabric.

"Well can you guys leave and then I'll give them to you?"

Riza shrugged while grabbing my pants like a mother would. She undid the button that was barely keeping them up which gave her the desired effect she wanted. The pants fell directly to the floor. I blushed while stepping out of them.

"Thank you." She grabbed the pants and left.

I felt practically naked and very uncomfortable. I was standing with Roy Mustang in crisp white boxers.

Roy looked me up and down for a moment. He had a smart remark, I just knew it. It was coming.

"Anyways, really what the Parliament is doing is probably a good idea in the long run. If a war does break out than the military will be even more prepared." Yup, that's my favorite General. Right.

I looked around the room for the hospital pants I had been wearing. They were curled up in a ball on top of the dresser. I picked them up and slide them on. "Yea, yea, whatever. Look, I don't care. I just want to get home, so don't annoy me. I suppose you will be sitting with me on the train?"

Roy nodded.

Sometimes I really loved my life.

Loved it so much I wanted to stick a fork in it and twist really, really, hard.

I looked through the racks in hopes to find a decent pair. A pair of blue rims caught my attention. I placed the glasses on my face and looked in the mirror. They would work. I made sure the prescriptions were right and paid the shop owner.

I looked behind me to find Roy waiting patiently. I smiled at him. "That's it, let's go."

Roy nodded as we began to shove our way towards the train station. Even though it was still relatively early, central was busy and alive.

"So, are you excited?"

Roy looked at me surprised. I supposed he wasn't expecting me to speak. "Excited about what?"

"About the baby." I personally had always liked children even though I still wasn't sure if I would ever settle to have my own.

"Well yea, it was my idea." I stopped for a moment to look at Roy. Roy wanted kids? The only thing I remembered Roy ever wanting was… eww.

"Your idea? It wasn't Riza's?"

Roy shook his head with a smirk on his face. It seemed like he was getting enjoyment out of my surprise. "I actually had to convince her. I've always wanted children of my own, just was never sure when." Odd…just odd.

"Have you chosen names yet?" Roy nodded as we approached the train station. The train station looked as plain as ever.

"Avena if a girl and Maes if a boy."

The name Mae's caused my heart to skip a beat. "I see."

Maes Hughes, a man I would never be able to forget. It seemed very appropriate for Roy to name his boy Maes considering there old friendship.

Roy and I stopped walking as we reached the proper train tracks. I looked for a bench to sit on, but my eyes stopped dead when they landed on a certain muscular beast.

"What the hell are you doing here? I thought Roy said you had other orders..."

Armstrong nodded his overly large head. "I was asked to give something to Roy before I left on my own journey. Anyways, Edward Elric, you must be so excited! I'm so happy for you." I had to bite back a scream when he wrapped his arms around me.

"Armstrong, let the poor boy go. What business do you have here?" Armstrong suddenly allowed my body free which caused me to stumble slightly.

"I was sent here to deliver some papers to you General Mustang, Sir." He gave a hefty salute.

"Good Major."

Armstrong turned and grabbed a leather brief case that was still on the bench. He pulled out a packet of papers and handed them to Roy. Roy flipped through them with bored eyes. "Thanks Major. You are relieved." Armstrong nodded.

His eyes... they stared right at me. I looked away pretending I didn't notice. He began to step towards me so I took a few steps back. He was such a freak sometimes.

"Edward, I'm going to miss you."

I nodded my head while still stepping back. "Yea yea, I'll miss you too."

With one easy swoop, I was back in his arms in a bone breaking hug. "Take care of your self. You have a fragile body."….yea, that's because you're always damaging it.

I pushed the man away and straightened out my outfit. "I will. Bye Armstrong."

Armstrong nodded while wiping a few tears away. "I'll miss you." And with that, the beast of all human kind left.

It's not that I hated Armstrong; he's actually a very kind man. He just knows how to scare the be-jezzes out of me.

The morning sunshine teased my eyes. We had been on the train all yesterday and all through the night. It was still early in the morning, precisely 6:42 if you must know, and there was a half hour left till the train would make its stop at Rizenpool.

It was still hard to believe that I really was going home. I was going to see everyone again and maybe; just maybe, this might finally end in a happy story.

A soft moan grabbed my attention. I looked to the seat that was across from me to find Roy still curled up asleep.

Surprise, Surprise, it actually wasn't that bad traveling with him. We had played some chess and he filled me more on what has happened in the past three years, which was nothing that was really note worthy.

I stretched out my limbs to help more circulation. The country side danced across my face as I looked out the window. The air was fresh and nature was running wild. Oh how I had missed this world.

Another noise from Roy made me look at him again. He was still fast asleep in his own little world. I looked down at the brief case that laid next to him. On top of the brief case were the papers Armstrong had given him.

You would think for someone with such a high raking military position they would be more responsible. What if the papers were top secret or something? I eyed Roy for a second. What if the papers were... very important?

I couldn't help it; I grabbed the papers and looked at them. They weren't written documents like I had expected. Instead they were surveillance photographs.

My mouth fell open. There was just no way. Each photo covered certain sectors of the Great Desert. To the untrained eye it would seem like just sand, some holes, and some rubble. But to the military trained eye you could see much activity. Too much activity.

There were hidden trenches and camps by the hundreds. Heck, maybe even more than that. The trench's were dug deep into the sand while the camps seemed partially buried in the ground with tents that were between a #E0DEB8-#FDFBDB color code. All in all, it was a perfect blend.

"They want to drag us out into the desert." I jumped in shock when I heard Roy's voice. Oopsy, got caught.

"How do they plan to do that?" Roy shrugged. "Still not sure, but it's a brilliant strategy for them to do so. Half their country is part of the desert. They are used to harsh sandstorms and the beating sun. Our troops however..."

"They can't even survive a hot summer day. You're right, it is brilliant. It would also take away from civilian causality's. How long has this been going on?"

Roy sighed while he took the papers from my hand and began to flip through them. "We didn't find out until a few weeks ago. I would say they have been working on the camps for about six months."

War… War was a scary thought. It was even scarier during the days I was still in the military. I always dreaded that a war would happen and I would have to fight in it. But now… "Is this going to affect my life?" It was a dumb question, but I had to ask.

Roy considered what I asked. His face began to scrunch up while in concentration. "Well, war will affect everyone. If this country is taken over then we will be under the Xing rule which is a dictatorship. Many of your free rights will be taken away."

"I don't want to go to war. I don't want to be pulled into this mess."

Roy gave a look of disappointment. Everyone wanted me to go back to the military, but it sure as hell wasn't part of my plan. I had done my years of military service and I still had a strong dislike towards the military. "I will do my best to make sure that you don't get pulled in."

I smiled at his kind gesture. Roy was usually good at keeping his word.

"Thanks. What's going to happen to Ishbal?" Ishbal was located between Amestris and the Great Desert. We had colonized the country last time I had been in this world, but you just don't know what could happen in three years. Hell, a lot has changed.

"Ishbal will be evacuated and the citizens will be pulled into this country. The process is taking place as we speak. Since the Ishbal's are still under our jurisdiction it's our duty to protect them." Man, Ishbal seemed to be the country that gets poked at the most.

I had seen a glint in Roy's eye as he spoke of Ishbal. I had a feeling that he was making it his personal duty to protect them. I wouldn't be too surprised if that was the case. After all, he did owe it to the country.

A bell rang throughout the train. My heart bounced at every ding. Mustang pulled out his pocket watch and looked at the time.

"Train will be stopping at Rizenpool in ten minutes. Are you ready?"

I looked at Roy not sure what to say. Was I ready? Hell, I've been ready my whole life. But was I scared? More scared than the time I had died.

My hand wrapped around the heavy case I had been lugging around all day. It carried my metal prosthetics. Roy gave me a warm reassuring smile. "It's going to be fine. Relax. Would you like me to come with you?"

Our plan originally was that we would split ways at the train station, but for some reason I felt like I needed someone, someone to walk that long twisty road that led to the Rockbell's house with. I gave a nervous swallow and nodded my head. I didn't care if it made me a wussy, I just needed some support.

"I'll walk with you till you get to the house. I can't stay too long since I have a train to catch by night time." I nodded absently while I looked out the window. My body had a numb feeling to it. It was a numb feeling mixed with excitement, fear, and whatever other emotions existed in the world.

The train finally slowed to a stop. Roy literally had to pull me up by the shoulders to get me to move. Sad thing when you can't even walk on your own. Once we got out of the train I could only stare at the things around me. There were a few new shops that lined the walk way to the small train station.

A few people watched me. I wasn't sure if they recognized me or if it was such an odd sight to see an armless guy and a guy missing an eye. We looked like war veterans who had just returned from their final battle. Hell, we practically were.

Roy used his hand to push me forward. My feet didn't seem to be responding right. I took a few deep breaths to try and clear my conscious. My brain was running a mile a minute and didn't want to give reality the time of day.

"Ed, do you need to sit down?" I shook my head. I had to move forward. My steps first started slow, but once I got into the motion of things they began to move faster. It reminded me of the process to teach a kid how to walk.

We past farms, trees, lots of grass, and animals of all sorts. Yup, Rizenpool was the place to be.

The walk was a pretty good distance. Amazingly Roy had no problem keeping up. It seemed like his leg was no obstacle even though he still needed a cane.

After awhile of walking I finally came to a sudden stopped. I stopped as we entered the road that led to Granny Pinako's house. Roy walked right into me, but I was able to keep my balance.

"What's wrong?"

I swallowed hard. "I'm about to find the truth of all truths."

Roy placed his hand on my shoulder and gave it a light squeeze. "Just walk forward. There is nothing to be afraid of." Ha, nothing to be afraid of? I had everything to be afraid of. Funny that 'walk forward' used to be my famous Fullmetal line. Shows how ignorant one can be.

"What if they don't want me anymore? Or what if something has happened to Al?"

Roy looked at me as if I had suddenly grown a second head. "Al's fine, I already told you that. And why wouldn't they want you? Everyone has been waiting for you for three years."

My stomach twisted while I could hear my heart beat in my ears. So this was it. This is what I had waited for, for three years. No, I've waited almost my attire life.

We walked up the dusty path that led to Granny's. There was nothing different. It all looked the same from grass, to the mountains, to the trees. It always looked the same. Every time I came to Rizenpool I always felt safe because things never changed.

The house slowly began to come into view. The more I looked at the fading yellow paint the more heavy my heart felt. I was tempted to fall to my knees and scream from joy and then cry in despair, my emotions were running wild. But I had to keep walking forward. Roy told me to walk forward.

The silence stretched between him and me. For the first time in a long time I felt I had to say something to fill the void of quietness. "Do you think they will be awake?"

Roy shrugged. "I told them to expect someone around 7. And if you look right in front of you, you will see someone already waiting."

I took in a deep breath of air as I turned my head. We were still a good distance away so it was hard to see who he was talking about, but the closer we approached the more I could make out the tiny figure smoking away on their signature pipe. Granny Pinako looked across the vast mountain ranges that surrounded her house. As long as I'd known her she would always come out in the early mornings just to take in her surroundings. I smiled at that.

Roy gave my shoulder a friendly squeeze as we finally approached the house. Granny smiled at us after pulling out her pipe. I could only smile back.

"Roy Mustang, I wasn't expecting to see you. What a pleasure it is to be in your presence again. How is your wife doing?"

I looked between Granny and Roy. For some reason I had expected a little bit more attention. I bit at my cheek, must. remember. manners.

"She's doing very well, thank you. The baby blankets you sent us, I assure you, will be put to good use."

"I'm happy to hear that. I hope the baby will have your eyes. Such beautiful eyes that child would have." Granny, the flatterer? That was something new.

"Ms. Pinako you always know how to give the best compliments."

My mouth fell open as I dropped my suitcase. I was being ignored. I mean, IGNORED! No tears, no happy shouts, no limbo dances…ok I wasn't expecting a limbo dance. But I mean you would think that she would give a flying hoot!

"I am only stating the truth. So, who's your friend?"

…she didn't recognize me. I think if my mouth could have fallen any more open you would have been able to stick an 8 ball in it. My eyes were wide with shock while I pointed at her. My mouth tried to form words, but I was too astounded to speak.

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Roy gave me a friendly shove. He could be a little bastard at times.

Granny Pinako took a big huff from her pipe. She looked at me from head to toe. It was then that her eyes opened wide from her own shock. Her pipe fell from her limp hands.

"Edward?"

All we did was stare each other. It felt like an ice age had passed before a smile crept onto her face. "Edward... is it really you?"

My own smile spread as I nodded my head. Granny Pinako walked over to me. I got on one knee so I would be eye level with her.

She placed her small wrinkled hands on my cheeks. Her touch was so gentle, something that was so rare. "It…it really is you."

I placed my good hand over one of her small hands while just nodding my head. I wasn't really sure what to say. Millions of emotions played with my soul while I looked at the old women. Her tiny hand felt so real in my own.

"My, how you have grown."

My gentle eyes turned to irritation. "Is that how everyone is going to greet me?"

Granny Pinako gave a jolly laugh. It was refreshing to my ears. A laugh I had missed very much.

Granny turned for a moment and screamed towards the house. "Winry, everyone, get out here at once! We have a big surprise!" Her voice echoed throughout the country side.

I didn't bother to stand as the front door opened to reveal Winry and my old Master Izumi. I watched the two women carefully as they stretched out their tired body's not really paying attention to the world below. Winry looked at Granny curiously. "Granny, what's going on?" Winry's hair was about the same length as mine, maybe a little longer now. She had curves that didn't belong on her, but then again I supposed these days she was a woman. I was tempted to run up and yell 'hello', but something was distracting me.

Izumi seemed oblivious to the world as she watched me. Her gaze was piercing and actually…rather frightening. I wasn't sure if I was suppose to say something or run and hide. So instead I just watched her.

Before I knew what was happening, I found Izumi wrapping her arms around me, giving me a massive hug. I forgot how quick my old Master could be. I gave a squeak of surprise. "Edward, is it really you?"

I wrapped my arm loosely around her. Hugging was never really my thing. My voice came out almost in a whisper. "Yea, it's me." I could feel her running her hand through my hair as if it was something totally foreign to her.

I looked over Izumi's shoulder to look at Winry. Winry had fallen to her knees and had her hand over her mouth while she watched me. I could see tears falling freely down her face. I rolled my eyes but gave a soft smile towards her. She always cried when it seemed least necessary. But then again, for how many emotions were running through me, I was tempted to cry myself.

Winry stood up and walked back into the house. I watched her curiously not sure why she left.

Izumi left the hug and pulled me into a standing position. She brushed away the dirt that had gotten on my shirt. "I can't believe its you… how...?"

I stared at her not sure what to say. I swallowed in a poor effort to clear my throat. "Does it matter?" Izumi shook her head causing her hair to sway.

Someone gasping caught my attention. I looked in the direction that I heard the noise. My life felt like it stopped working for a moment. I fell forward to my knees while I looked at the young boy who was standing on the porch. "Al." Al stood on the porch with Winry standing behind him.

I blinked a few times making sure that my eyes weren't playing a joke. My brother was in the flesh. There was no more armor, he was a real boy. My brother slowly began to walk down the porch steps. We both were entranced by what we saw.

The closer my brother approached the more loudly my heart seemed to beat. Memories of the steel armored boy taunted me, telling me that it was impossible that this was the real thing in front of me. But Al was real. And he was a real boy coming closer to me.

He seemed so small, so fragile. "Edward?"

It felt like a big bubble had clogged itself in my throat. I tried to speak, but I couldn't form words. I gave him a nod to try and assure him who I was. My brother walked up to me. It was then that I realized something wasn't right. He was so small... too small. He was almost the same exact boy that I last saw when we did our mothers transmutation. He didn't look like the 18 year old boy he was supposed to be. I forced my voice to work. "Al?"

My brother nodded as he placed his hands on my shoulder. He ran his hands down my chest and than over my face. His hands were so small, like a child's.

"Al, is... is it really you?" My brother nodded again as he played with my hair curiously. We watched each other carefully not sure what to say. I ran my own hand through his hair and down his back.

A few tears fell from his eyes. "Brother?"

I nodded more quickly as I wiped his tears away with my hand. My brother let out a loud sob before he collapsed onto my body. He hugged me and cried. I hugged back while trying to be the man I was to comfort him, but it didn't take long before my own tears began to silently fall.

We hugged, we cried, and we laughed.

The world seemed so perfect.

Which was odd because life never seemed to like me.

So the only question I had to ask was how long did life plan to stay this way...

Authors notes:

Ahhh! I rewrote this chapter three times till I finally got it the way I liked it. I think I'm pretty satisfied with the results. But, I did have a really cool chat between Riza and Ed that I had to cut out.

In the chat Riza explained to Ed that Roy loved children, especially Ed and Al. Originally, Roy didn't want the boys to do research the philosopher stone because of well…his adventures with Ishbal. But Maes felt it was necessary that the boys be allowed to do their research. Sooo what did Maes do? Maes threatened Roy that if he didn't let the boys do their research than he would tell Riza about how Roy truly felt about her (and if he did so he would tell Riza all of Roy's dirty secrets to try and un-attract her from him). Roy, unhappily, went along with Maes black-mail tactic as long as he didn't have to tell the boys any information he knew that government had on the stone (he didn't want to blame himself if one of the brothers got hurt, and because in the end Ed disappeared he ended up doing so anyways). Ahhh ROY WE LOVE YOU!

I don't know, I actually liked the conversation.. But it slowed down my plot line some what (it was like three-four pages long, sad how I was able to fit it all in one paragraph)..

Ohhh! And what was Ed's response to what Riza told him

'Oh yea, I truly was honored. A bunch of idiots gave two kids the right to loads of government funding and total freedom just because of a blackmail technique that dealt with personal fondness.

Sadly, this was actually making me miss the military days.'

Pending-Destruction- Don't worry! I swear the romance wont be too bad. I know how 'some' of Inuyashas fics are. If people want a fic totally dedicated to Ed's love affairs than…heck take one sweep around this site. The real plot line is coming upon us soon so then you can decide if you hate the fic or not.

Thank you everyone for all your replies! I love hearing what people have to say and I'm very grateful that so far all have been positive. I hope this chapter was to your pleasing. I know it was pleasing for me to write.