Getting Edward to the car was difficult enough, even for two practiced individuals such as the two girls. First, he refused to even leave the house without making sure nobody was watching, and then, he still tried to walk by himself, and ended up toppling into the street.

By the time he was in the backseat of the car, his pants were coated in mud from the knees down, and he still couldn't feel his legs.

"You know, if you had just did what we asked-" Winry started before Ed cut her off.

"Shut up." He said, resting his chin on the car door so his amber eyes just peeked over the top.

By the time they reached the house, Alphonse had his head resting on the windowsill, one hand holding a Kleenex, the other tapping against the window. He looked positively miserable. At least, he did until the two girls came out of the car, holding a seriously embarrassed Edward up by the shoulders.

"Winry!" Al yelled out the window, his eyes bright. Winry looked up, and with her free hand waved to him.

"Hey Al!"

"Al! I thought I told you to keep the windows closed." Ed looked a little worried as he said this.

"I'll be fine. I'm almost all better, so I can go to classes the day after tomorrow." Al smiled, and opened the door for the three to climb into the house.

"Here…" Alphonse directed them to the couch in the living room, where Ed was unceremoniously dumped on his behind.

"Well, we better get going." Kenara said, looking outside. "I better go close up the shop, cause it's going to rain.

"Alright, I'll see you two." Al showed them to the door, and Kenara shook his hand.

"Say bye to the shrimp for me." She said, and smirked as Ed responded.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THEY HAVE TO BE LOOKED THROUGH A MAGNIFYING GLASS TO ACTUALLY BE SEEN?" Edward stood up and… well, that's about it. He fell down before he could do anything to Kenara.

"We'll drop by tomorrow." Winry said, and they left. Alphonse helped his fuming brother back onto the couch.

"Now, brother, calm down-"

"One of these days… I swear." Before he could continue with issuing death warrants for the black haired girl, he remembered something.

"Hey, do you already know those two?"

"Hmm?" Al looked up from his tea. "Yeah. Winry is in a few of my classes at my school, and Kenara is always popping in to say hi to Hawkeye-san and Mustang-san."

"You didn't tell me you knew them."

"I didn't think you needed to know."

Edward sighed. "Let's just try to get some sleep tonight. Is there anything to eat?"

"I went out to the store today, brother." Alphonse fished a sandwich out of the cupboard, and handed it to Edward.

"You shouldn't have gone out. You could have gotten even more sick."

"I'm fine, brother."

The Elric brother lived in a small house just outside of the city, about an hours walk in. They weren't the richest, and barely lived off of what they had. Alphonse had tried to skip out of school, and when that didn't work, refused to go to University, but Edward was somehow able to scrape together the money for both of them to go, and once he got a job, things started to look up for awhile.

Still, things had been tough, but after all the trials, the Elric brothers became even closer. But, with war rising in the North, Alphonse lived with a daily fear that one day, him and his brother would be recruited.

Thus, they both tried to make each day filled to the brim with laughter, even if it had become strained.

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Tuesdays weren't the greatest of days either. Ed had the day off, and Mustang was going to be teaching his class. Edward visibly shuddered at the thought. Hopefully the schools secretary, Riza Hawkeye, would keep him in line.

Alphonse had taken a trip out to see a friend who lived in the city core, and that left Ed all, sadly, alone.

He had tried everything to keep himself from going nuts. Crossword puzzles lay strewn across the floor, abandoned. The T.V was off, because it only provided Ed with Soap Operas, and they did little to alleviate his boredom. He got up once every half hour to pace around the room, and collapsed soon after that. Then, he had to crawl back to the couch, and begin going at everything again.

That was when someone rapped lightly at the door.

The only problem was, that when Edward tried to get up to open the door, he toppled face first into a lamp, then knocked a glass of water onto himself, and then similarly succeeded in smacking his face into the wall when he tried to get up again.

The door opened, and Kenara peeked in to take a look at her surroundings.

"Um… are you okay?"

"…"

"Do you need help?"

"…"

"Did you break something?"

"…"

"If you broke your auto-mail, Winry is going to kill you."

"…"

"Whoops, your face is mashed into the wall. Sorry about that." Kenara pulled his face away from the wall and dropped a towel on his head so he could dry himself off.

After he was dry, and propped up into a sitting position, she knelt next to him.

"You okay now?"

"Yeah, I guess."

Kenara looked a lot neater today, wearing a clean set of clothes and the same white gloves from yesterday. Her hair was up in a stylish flip, but she still had that, 'I-don't-give-a-shit' attitude.

"What are you doing here?" Ed asked, slinging the towel over his shoulders. Even after all the rigorous drying, he still looked somewhat like a drowned rat.

"I came to check up on you."

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A/N: Hello? Is anyone out there? Oh well. Hope nobody liked this chappie.