Disclaimer: I do not own "Full Metal Alchemist" or any of its characters, protrayed within my story. Also, I am making no money from this story.

Author's Note: In this chapter, there will be some foreshadowing. But, this chapter is all talking. It's all conversation. This is fair warning. Do not review my story, on this chapter, and flame me for having all conversation. This chapter can be skipped, and if you despise conversation, I suggest you do just that, or deal. This chapter, although being part of the story, is not neccesary to read. It just adds depth to the story. - Zack

Everyone took their seat aboard the train. Roy had taken his seat, and right away, he told them the deal.

"All of us used to be friends, remember? I want us to bring that friendship back, on this train. Instead of being superior-inferior military relationship, we are going to speak casually, and friendly. If any of us die in the war, I do not want us dying without knowing we're all friends. I remember when Hughes died, because he didn't want me to worry about the Elrics, or Lab 5, or any of that. He was being a good friend, trying to help me accomplish my task, but since that task is accomplished, nothing should be kept hidden. We're friends, and we should talk like we're friends," Roy told them all.

"But Fuhrer-"Falman began.

"-It's Roy," Roy corrected him.

"Fine, fine, we'll do it that way. Roy, isn't it against Code of Conduct to speak so informally to a superior?"

"Yes, but I say to hell with the Code of Conduct. It's supposed to help the military run, and everything, I know that. But, what has it done? The only thing the Code of Conduct did was hold off my relationship with Riza, and stop me from being friends with all of you. I'm not letting that continue, Vato."

"Understandable. But, are you going to remove the Code of Conduct from the military?"

"Not remove, but revise it, yes."

"I see."

Vato Falman had always been one to follow rules. He was a bit skeptical about speaking to Roy so casually. He had never called Roy Mustang 'Roy' in his life. He had always called him 'Sir' or 'Colonel Mustang.' But now, things were different. He was basically ordered to call him Roy.

"Jean," Roy said casually.

"Hmm?" Jean replied.

"Did you ever find yourself a girl?" Roy asked him, with a smirk on his face.

Jean smiled. "Hell no, Roy. Every time I found a girl, some certain high-ranked Colonel always showed up, and they left me. That, or when I did find one, they were 'busy.' You know, I'm going to die single, thanks to a certain someone."

Roy's smile widened. "You remember that girl at the flower shop? Grace, I believe it was."

"What about her?"

"If you want to call her, I can give you her number."

"Damn you, Roy. How do you even sort all the phone numbers you used to get from girls?"

"Cheska is good with filling things you see. That and the fact she always used to go into my file, and read the names, and phone numbers. If I ever ask her for a number, she'll remember it."

"Very nice, Roy," Havoc retorted. "I think I'll take you up on that offer when we next get back to Central Headquarters."

Breda was trying to contain his laughter, as was Fury, while the others talked. Riza was happy, because Roy was happy. He was laughing, along with Havoc. She was seeing his smile once more. Just like the day he proposed, and then the day they got married. He had the same smile.

"Hey, Havoc," Riza said.

"Yes, Riza?" He replied.

"I seem to remember Roy taking every single girl from you. You remember, don't you, when we were in the office. I saw you looking at me, and you didn't know it, I assume. But I looked at you, then I looked at Roy. I decided Roy was much better. You know, Havoc, you really shouldn't make it so obvious when you look at a girl."

Roy smirked, and laughed a bit.

"No, Roy, you seem to think I didn't see you looking at me either. I remember. You were staring at me out of the corner of your eye."

Roy's eyes got wide, and this time, Havoc started to laugh.

"Havoc, don't forget, she chose me over you," Roy said.

Immediately, Havoc stopped laughing, but still had a smile on his face. Riza laughed, at the both of them. Breda and Fury were almost crying, from all the laughter they had. Even Falman, who was a serious man, couldn't keep himself from laughing out. The friends were having their reunion, and they were being friends again. That was all Roy could ask for.

"Roy," Breda said. "Since when have you ever had a funny side? I always used to see the serious side, and the angry side. You were also quite panicky. What happened?"

"I had you guys help me with all the work Riza assigns me. That's what happened," Roy said, while laughing.

"How is it she assigned you work anyway? You were Colonel, and she was First Lieutenant. Shouldn't you have been assigning her work?" Breda asked.

"No, Hymans. I have had Roy whipped ever since the first day I walked into the office," Hawkeye said, also laughing.

"I know. You remember that first night, too? You really had me whipped then. Oh god, I love being whipped," Roy almost exclaimed.

Riza's face turned bright red. "Hey, it's not my fault you wouldn't work. I had to punish you. If that takes a six foot bullwhip, that's not my problem," Riza said.

"Yeah, and that thing hurt…badly," Roy now turned bright red as well.

Breda, Fury, Havoc, Falman, and Riza started laughing hard. They were having such a great time. Anyone in the adjacent compartments could easily hear their conversation. Even those people were laughing. It seemed that Roy and Riza were providing entertainment for more than just the six friends.

"Kain" Roy said seriously.

"Yes?" He piped up.

"Why don't you have a girlfriend, or wife?" Roy asked.

"Roy, I'm a highly trained officer. I need to keep up with work, and so I don't have time for a relationship."

"No, because a highly trained officer, such as myself would actually be highly trained. That means responding to any command, like I do when Riza gives an order to me," Roy replied.

"Shut up" Riza said.

"Yes ma'am" Roy replied.

Riza again blushed. The other four started laughing, and Roy sat quietly. The next thing heard was a clicking noise. Riza had drawn and loaded her weapon.

"No! There's no need for that!" Falman, Fury, Havoc, and Breda yelled.

"Then behave yourselves." Riza said seriously.

"Yes ma'am" the four replied.

"It seems I was wrong," said Roy. "It seems Fury is a highly trained officer, as are Breda, Havoc, and Falman."

Riza sighed. She then put her gun away. "It seems I can't win tonight" she said.

"Breda" Roy said. "Go see if you can find the food cart, please."

"I'm kind of hungry" Breda replied. "I'll go find it."

So Breda went to find the food cart. They were all hungry. With the days events, they didn't really have time for lunch. Breda returned about five minutes later, with the food cart right behind him.

"Here you go, Roy." Breda said.

"What would you like to eat?" The lady pushing the food cart asked.

"We'll take it all." Roy said.

"Are you sure, young man?" The lady asked.

"Yes, I am." Roy replied.

"That will be $235.99, before tax."

"Put it on my tab."

"And who are you?" She asked. "So I can tell the military who to charge."

"Fuhrer Roy Mustang" Roy told her.

"You mean to say that you're the Fuhrer, on our lowly train? Had we known it was you, I'm sure we would have provided much better accommodations. I'm sorry, sir, that we did not do our best."

"Don't worry about it. Being Fuhrer isn't too special. I just get to reform the government, and help my people. By the by, you wouldn't have any pumpkin pie, would you? I have a craving for it."

"I'll be back in five minutes, with a pumpkin pie, sir. Oh, and the food is free-of-charge."

"There's no need for that. I can pay you, in full."

"No, no. That's quite alright."

"Are you sure? I don't want you to get fired, for doing this, or anything like that. I also don't want the company to lose money."

"It'll be fine. I'm sure of it."

"Well, ok then."

Roy pulled the cart into the room. Everyone started to eat the food on it. The woman brought Roy a pumpkin pie, just like he had asked for, five minutes later. It was hot, as if it just came out of the oven. Roy set it on the cart, and thanked the lady.

Everyone ate, and then got sleepy. Riza laid her head on Roy's shoulder, and Roy wrapped his arms around Riza, and the two drifted off to sleep. Everyone else fell asleep by themselves.

When Roy and Riza awoke the next morning, everyone else was already awake. Roy asked what time it was. It was 9:00, and they were only about 30 minutes away from Western Headquarters.

The companions started to talk a bit more. They were all relaxed around each other, and they were glad they had this time to spend together.

"Thank you, Roy, for this wonderful reunion" Havoc said.

"It was no problem. I'm glad we had it" Roy replied. "If any of us shall fall in battle, let us know who our friends were. Let us know that our friends will be grieving for us. Let us know that we were together one last time, and we were there for each other. Let us know. Let us remember" Roy said. He made sure they all heard him say these words.

"Huzzah" said Fury. "Nay, one thousand huzzahs'."

Everyone looked at Fury. They gave him an odd look.

"Haven't you ever read any classics?" He asked them.

"No" they all replied.

"Then you wouldn't understand. It basically means 'here, here.'"

"Ah" they all said. "Huzzah."

As the train pulled into Central, they all climbed off-board. They were greeted by the leading officials of Western Headquarters, and Alex Armstrong. He told them that the Fuhrer was coming, along with 5 strategists. Western Headquarters had sent three cars for them. Six officials started grabbing Roy's, Riza's, Jean's, Hymans', Kain's, and Vato's belongings. They gently set them into the cars.

Roy and Riza climbed in one car. Breda and Fury climbed into another. Havoc and Falman climbed into the last. The cars were started, and the group of six was driven to Western Headquarters. Armstrong's car was behind that of Roy and Riza, while Havoc, Falman, Fury, and Breda's cars were ahead of them all.

The arrival at Western Headquarters was fast approaching. How would things there be?

Author's Note: I hope you liked this chapter, all of those who read it. Like I said, almost all conversation. This chapter did have a bit of foreshadowing though, so I wonder if you got it. If not, it's not really important. You'll know what happens soon enough. Hope you enjoy this story. - Zack