Edward desperately needed to go on a mission. However, the blond alchemist

had a sinking feeling that this wasn't going to be happening anytime soon. It wasn't a total shock to the small blond alchemist, Colonel Mustang was most likely playing a game of cat and mouse or something. Which was unfortunately causing a few slight problems. Of course, making the whole idea of restoring Al take more time than was really necessary. This of course was making Edward irritable and making Al . . . well to be honest it wasn't really affecting Al much, he seemed to have the patience of a saint.

Edward slammed down both hands onto the Colonel's desk with as much force as he could muster. Which seemed a lot more on one hand then the other, since one hand was made out of metal. "There has to be a mission for me. You're hiding them from me!"

Roy who had been trying a considerate amount to get some of his paperwork done before Hawkeye got back from her break and ignored Edward at the same time. Roy finally looked up at the spazzing alchemist. "Hide them? Why would I be hiding your missions, what good would that do?"

"I don't know!" Edward bellowed, "That's why I'm asking you."

Roy placed his pen and looked at Edward almost sizing him up. "Fullmetal welcome to the dry spot."

Edward blinked his big gold eyes and looked at Roy cluelessly. Roy sighed. "That means there isn't any rumor about the Philosopher's Stone at the moment. I'm sure it will pick up in a few weeks. Until then, you'll just have to be patient."

"Patient?" Edward asked.

"Yes patient Fullmetal. I'm sure you know what the word means."

Ed just scowled and to Mustang that was good as an 'yes'.

Edward flopped down on the couch without much of an effort. He closed his bright, golden eyes and sighed, he hated being patient. "What if I don't want to be patient?"

Roy glanced over in Edward's general direction. "Then I'll just have to make you be patient."

Edward laughed. "Make me patient? You can barely spar with me and win, never mind making me do anything."

Roy was hardly amused. "Is that so Fullmetal?"

That should have been the blond alchemist cue to shut up. However, Edward never stopped when he was edging the danger line. In fact, the blond just kept going head on.

"So now you're the judge of what I can and cannot to do?"

"Haven't I always been," Ed cheekily replied.

Roy didn't even smile and Ed's grin wavered slightly. Not that Edward depended on Mustang's opinion or anything, but he had that look in his eyes. The same one when Ed caught Roy watching him in the library.

"Come here, Fullmetal."

Edward paused for several moments. Obviously debating if he was going to go or not. "That's an order, Fullmetal," Roy stated sternly and made a 'come here' gesture with his hand.

Now Edward was plotting if he could run to the door and make it out of the office before his commanding officer could catch him and drag him back for a lecture.

Edward glanced up and looks at the Colonel, who was still obviously waiting for him. The Colonel appeared to be more patient then Edward had given him credit for.

"I'm waiting, Fullmetal."

Edward hesitated, but pushed forward and headed towards the Colonel.

"What is it?" Edward asked.

Roy didn't reply he just kept signing the papers in front of him.

Ed's hands curled into fists at his side. "Colonel?"

Once again, the Colonel was ignoring his subordinate. "Look, if you're not going to say anything, I'm leaving."

Just as Edward was about to leave Colonel Mustang's desk, a hand grasped his wrist. Edwards reaction was shock more than anything. So, when Roy stood up and started to walk toward him, with all intents of walking Edward into a corner. Edward did the one thing he was good at, rebelling.

However, trying to get away from Roy Mustang proves to be quite a difficult task. No matter, how many time Edward tried to pull away, he never managed to actually escape. Of course, the Colonel made it all seem effortless.

Naturally, Edward kept trying to tug away since he was stubborn to the core.

With a stroke of luck he managed to pull himself away, however, only a moment later found his back up against the colonel's desk. Which wasn't where he expected to end up, not by a long shot. It was probably a very bad idea that Havoc walked into the office at that exact moment. The Lieutenant stared and his cigarette nearly fell out of his mouth. Of course, Havoc recover quickly, after all he was a solider. He turned and shouted to the outside offices, "Guess who won the bet!"

Ed groaned.

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Edward trudged towards the dormitory as if he had chains that were making him drag rocks all the way from the Central. The blond alchemist glanced up and debated if he should even bother going to the dormitory in a bad mood. Al always wanted to talk about everything, the blond alchemist resisted the urge to roll his eyes. With some effort, Edward slammed the door, when he entered the dormitory.

Al looked up from the book he was reading and turned his attention to his older brother. "Bad day?"

Ed glared vehemently at his brother, "What tipped you off?"

"Besides you stomping around and slamming doors?"

Ed flopped back onto his bed. "It was horrible, anything that could go wrong, did go wrong."

"Niisan it can't had been that bad, you're exaggerating again," Al argued.

Ed rolled over and the blue pillow muffled his response. "Niisan, your mumbling again."

Ed turned again, so that the blue, fluffy pillow couldn't muffle his response again, "I said you weren't there, so how could you know."

"You told me to stay here Niisan," Al couldn't help but point out.

Ed gave Al a dirty look. "When have you ever listened to me?"

Al gave his brother a innocent look and replied sweetly, "I always listen to you Niisan."

Edward felt like killing someone with his bare hands and for once it wasn't Mustang.

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Hawkeye walked into the office carrying a pile of paperwork for the Colonel in her slender arms. She set the paperwork down on a nearby table and glanced around the office, almost to make sure the office was still in-tact and in working order.

She sighed and picked up the paperwork and knocked on the Colonel's door and waited a couple of seconds before entering the Colonel's office.

"Good afternoon Colonel I have brought you some paperwork," Hawkeye said and glanced over at the Colonel. The Colonel was wearing a expression that showed dread.

"Does the paperwork ever stop, Lieutenant?"

Lieutenant Hawkeye just stared at the Colonel before replying, "Apparently not, Sir."

Colonel Mustang slouched in his seat and his facial expression almost resemble a pout. "Did everything go all right with Edward-kun?"

Roy just 'hmm-ed' in response and Hawkeye figured that to be the best response she was going to receive today. "Did Edward come on time?"

"That depends, but I don't think Ed's coming anytime soon," Havoc said before bursting into laughter along with Breda.

Hawkeye stared as the Colonel groaned and his head hit the oak desk with a loud thud. It was times like this she wondered what happened during her lunch breaks when she was away. "Colonel?" She quickly prompted.

There was silence for several terse moments, however Hawkeye knew it couldn't be possibility be that bad. She quickly closed the door, as if to give them some privacy from the outside world but it wasn't enough. It would never be enough really.

"Lieutenant, I think I really screwed up." Roy admitted completely bluntly. It was worse than she thought, she could tell by his tone of his voice.

"Sir?"

"I'll be surprise if Fullmetal ever comes back to the office," Mustang admitted trying not to look ashamed.

Hawkeye blinked clearly shocked. It couldn't possibility be that bad, could it? "Colonel? What did you do?"

Roy buried his face in his hands. "I think I've overstepped boundaries that I didn't think I could ever cross."

"Sir? Did you do something that could get you court martial?" Hawkeye asked.

Roy laugh bitterly. "If only. Being court martial would be the easy way out."

Hawkeye's eyes widen slightly and Roy looked over at her, his eyes dark. "Like I said, I think I stepped over the boundaries. Boundaries that I didn't think In could ever cross. I guess every solider has their weak point and I've found mine and I wish I hadn't."

Hawkeye's eyes turned down towards the ground. "Colonel, maybe you're just blowing things out of portion. Maybe things will seem clearer tomorrow, perhaps you should go home and call it a day."

Roy gave her a look of disbelief. "Are you actually letting me go home? I never thought I'd see the day."

"I never thought I'd see the day where such an ambitious man would appear broken," Hawkeye replied.

Roy didn't comment as he grabbed his jacket because he couldn't think of a word to say. Hawkeye didn't seemed to mind and for that Roy was thankful.