Wednesday.

Ed normally didn't have a problem with Wednesdays. There were only three days until he had the chance to sleep in again, and in this case, three days until he was free from teaching for two months.

He had been dragged out of bed by Alphonse the next morning, and had gotten to the school just on time. To look on the bright side, he wouldn't have to hear a lecture from Mustang today, and he could go home without any problems.

The classroom was silent as the students wrote their finals, and Edward barely suppressed the urge to jump up, run around the room, and yell 'Fire'. The silence was just killing him, and he couldn't remember if it was worse when he was the one taking the test, or the one watching the others take the test.

He pulled a piece of paper from inside his desk, and occupied himself with folding it up into as many triangles as possible. When he was finished, he unfolded it, and began again. Gosh, didn't teachers have anything at all to do! They always looked busy while students were taking their tests. There was nothing to do, because he had all his marking done yesterday while he was sacked out on the couch.

Maybe he could make it out the doors of the school without anyone noticing…

He started measuring the distance to the door in his head, then started wondering how long it would take to get there, until he realized that he was slowly tipping over in his chair, and his feet were ready to take off.

He cleared his throat, and returned to staring at the knots of wood in his desk. The clock said that there was half an hour until lunch, and then he'd have to endure another two hours of this. He inwardly groaned. This must have been the most boring day in history for the young man.

Tap, tap.

He looked out the window to see Hawkeye-san tapping at the window lightly to get his attention. He walked over to the door, repressing a skip in his stride, opened it, and slid outside, closing the door behind him.

"Yes?"

"I just wanted to let you know that the Headmaster is making his rounds today, so you should make yourself seem a bit more busy than how you are now."

"But there's nothing to do!"

"Isn't there tests you could mark?"

"I marked them yesterday."

"Then why don't you go on the computer and write something?"

Edward smacked his head. Of course, there was a computer on his desk, with an Internet connection and a few card games he could play. Stupid, stupid…

"Thanks for the notice Hawkeye-san."

"Welcome, Fullmetal."

"Not you too."

"Sorry, it's a habit."

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By the time class was over, Edward was immersed in an online card game, and merely waved his students out the door with one hand, collected the papers, and returned to his desk.

"Hey, big brother."

"WAAH!" Edward toppled over in his chair as Alphonse came into the room, and closed the door lightly behind him.

"Sorry."

"Don't scare me like that!" He grumbled as he set his chair back up and glued his eyes to the screen again. "So, what's between you and Winry?"

Alphonse turned bright red, and was speechless for a few long seconds, before finding his voice nearby. "Nothing, why?"

"Because Kenara asked if I knew."

"And when was this?"

"Yesterday."

"And were was this?"

"At our house." Ed gave him a 'what-are-you-getting-to' look.

"Were you two on a date?"

Edward was the next to fall speechless. "Wh-wh-what?"

"Were you two-"

"NO!"

"Then what was she doing at our place?"

"She was checking my auto-mail, that's all!"

"Mmm-hmm."

"Don't give me that look. I'm telling the truth."

"Sure."

"STOP IT!"

"What? I'm agreeing with you!"

"No you're not and I know it!"

"Am too!"

"Al…"

"GAH!"

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A/N; Completly inspirationless. I'll probably update by Monday, but if anyone has any other suggestions to the storyline, please let me know! I'm always open to ideas.

Kityo