Transmute my Heart-

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while I was pretty busy but I'll start updating often again promise! FMA is still not mine cuz if it was Roy would b all like "Sorry Riza but I like Ed betta than u" and then start like makin out with Ed on screen yup. Oh and I finally figured out how to let anonymous people review too so now u can review if u don't have a pen name! Keep the reviews comin.

Chapter 5-

Ed seemed to be alright. Just the shock of waking up to find he was part animal was too much to handle. He yawned and slid on the loose pair of jeans and a baggy T-shirt. Roy felt relieved that Ed was ok but as soon as he caught a glimpse of the clock he didn't feel relieved anymore.

It was already 10:00 in the morning and he was due at work by 7:30. He had completely forgotten about it, assuming it was a Sunday. Riza was going to kill him.

Suddenly the idea hit him like a speeding truck. Racing to the phone he picked it up and put it to his left ear before dialing the numbers he had memorized. 'I have to make this convincing' Roy thought as he heard the first ring.

"Hello," a familiar voice said into the phone, sounding rather irritated.

"Riza," Roy said in a week voice.

"Colonel Roy Mustang!" Riza must have been really mad at him. She only called him by his entire name when she was about to pull out her gun. "Where were you this morning? You had me waiting outside your door for 30 minutes!"

Roy was just happy that he was not talking to Riza in person, because she would have turned him into a walking target. He shuddered at the thought before continuing.

"I'm sorry, I didn't come to work cough but I cough must have over slept," Roy tried to make his fake coughs sound convincing. Roy made a sniffing noise as though he had a stuffed up nose before continuing. "I think I caught a cold, but I'll be right over cough"

"Roy you sound terrible!" Riza actually sounded worried. "Don't bother coming to work, you need your rest."

'yesssssssssssssss' Roy had gotten off the hook, he had a free day all to himself, so he could help Ed. And the best part was he didn't have to do any paper…

"I'll have someone bring over your paper work in a couple of hours,"

'Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo' Roy mentally cursed hanging up the phone a little harder than he had intended to. Roy sighed. It seemed he could never get away from the evil paper work that came from hell.

Roy had just enough time to go to the library and get some books about chimeras. He would get Ed back to normal no matter what it took.

Now it was a race against the clock. He had two hours until the delivery boy Hawkeye sent to do her dirty work would arrive at his door, and two hours to run to the military library in central and get back to his house before his guest showed up.

He knew he could do it but he had to be quick. Roy ran to the door and grabbed the black jacket that hung down to his knees. Grabbing his silver pocket watch that sat on the bench next to the door, he clipped it onto a ring on his blue jeans, while sliding on a pair of his nicer, but more uncomfortable shoes.

Roy wished he could put on his normal comfy shoes that looked like he had stole from a hobo sleeping on the side of the road, but they were covered in blood from the previous night's events.

Roy ran out the door, and locked it behind him, and started sprinting down the street up the big hill that he normally drove up with Riza. After a minute Roy lost his steam about half way up the hill, slowing to a jog, which reduced itself to a walk. Finally Roy was dragging himself along the pavement.

He would never make it there at this rate. Times were desperate and Roy had to try something. Roy put his thumb up and stuck his arm out so drivers could see. Roy Mustang, the great Flame Alchemist was hitch-hiking. What had the world come to?

Roy had confidence that he would be picked up at any moment. Who wouldn't want to pick up a guy with good looks like him? But after the 20th car had passed him without even slowing down, Roy began to doubt his theory.

20 minutes later Roy was still walking on the side of the road heading towards the library at a snail's pace, his thumb still sticking out to the side. This wasn't working, he flipped the top of his pocket watch opened and looked at the time. 'Darn' he only had an hour and fifteen minutes left.

Starting to run again, Roy continued on his way to the library. But suddenly Roy saw something coming towards him.

"Oh snap," Roy said looking at the military car that was driving towards him. He had to hide before they saw him. If they knew he was playing hooky there goes that promotion he had been hoping to get.

Thinking quickly Roy dove behind a tree while the military car drove past. That was a close one. At least no one had seen him. Taking a short cut across a couple of people's lawns he got to the library.

xoxoxoxoxox

Roy exited the library carrying a stack of books. Now Roy felt as though He was making good time. He still had forty five minutes to get home. And with the short cut he had found on his way over it would only take him a half hour to get back.

Thirty five minutes later Roy reached his door and felt like his arms were going to fall off. He reached into his pocket and felt around for the key but surprisingly, when he checked each pocket no key was inside any of them.

Roy groaned remembering leaving it on the counter in the kitchen. The back door had to be opened so Roy walked to the back and tried the handle, but this door was locked too. He really needed to hide a spare key outside of his house.

Roy had been leaving his key inside lately and had been using the window as his way to get in and it looked like he would be using it again. Trudging over to the window to his basement Roy sighed and put the books down on the ground. He pulled the window opened and threw the books inside before jumping up and lifting himself through the small window, barely fitting his muscular body through.

Roy was so proud of himself. He had went to the library and gotten back before his paperwork arrived.

Diiiiiiiinnnnngggggg Donggggggggggg! His doorbell rang through the house.

"Damn!" Roy sprinted up the stares and ran to the door answering it just as a second ring was heard.

"Wow Colonel," Fuery said looking at the out of breath man standing before him. His hair was messed up and since he had not shaved yet his hair was growing in around his mouth. "you look awful, you really should try to get more rest sir." Fuery handed Roy the huge stack of paper he held in his hands before waving goodbye and walking back to his car. "Get better soon!"

Roy closed the door and set the paper on the floor. He put his back up against the door and slid down.

"That was a close one"

xoxoxoxoxox

Roy picked up the rainbow mug that said diversity on it and took a small sip of coffee. The book Roy held in his hands was titled, Chimeras: vol. 3. He had been reading the novels ever since his paper work had arrived. It was already getting dark out side but Roy kept on flipping the pages of the thick books.

So far he had found almost nothing that could help Ed get back to normal. But the books were not completely useless. Roy had figured out that The reason why Ed had been so light was because the transmutation had removed all the marrow in Ed's bones to make him lighter so that the five foot wings would be able to pick up the teen.

Roy sighed and put down the book. Roy could not find anything about how to reverse a transmutation.

"I better get started on my paper work or Riza is gonna go all gun happy on my butt" Roy stood up and stretched, walking to the paper work that sat on the floor stacking up to form a pile that reached up to his knees.

Roy looked from the paper work to the white gloves that covered his hands, back to the pile of paper work sitting on the floor. "It would be so easy…" Roy considered it thinking very hard "No, no, Riza would kill me if she ever found out,"

Sighing Roy bent down and picked up the heavy stack of papers, trying to balance it, doing a pretty bad job of it. Papers flew from the top of the pile onto the carpet, and set it on the desk.

Roy picked up the paper on the top of the stack and began to skim it taking another sip out of his rainbow cup again.

It was something about blah blah reassigning some soldiers to a different unit blah blah firing some people. To any other military personal they would have taken the paper work very seriously but Roy, well he couldn't care less.

He scribbled his name messily in black ink on the blank space at the bottom of the paper.

'That good for now' Roy set the paper in the done pile and stood up to stretch before walking back to the pile of books he had picked up at the library.

A/N: This chapter took a really long time to write because my computer was wiggin out and kept shutting down on me and it deleted half of my chapter before I got a chance to save it. I was getting really mad. I was ready to take out my hockey stick and go all ninja on my computer but then it started working again. Plus was being a butt. Review!