.Short Stories.
Artist
Ed was an artist. Or so he'd been told, he hadn't had the pleasure of seeing any of the boy's work as he almost never had his sketch book on him, and when he did he would hide it with a blush on his face if anyone tried to look. He'd tried everything; threats, promises, begging, the works, but nothing he did was enough to get the dirty brown book off FullMetal. He'd even come close to burning the thing, but no reaction but a funny face. Riza had seen the book, but no one would deny her anything. When he'd asked what was in the book, she refused to tell him, end of story. One day, he found the boy on the steps after a battle he'd had with someone. He sneaked over and leaned over the shoulder of the boy, when the page turned, he watched as the boy made it clear, in big letters, that he knew the older man was there. Roy sighed at the big sign saying 'YOU'RE AN ASS' and Ed smiled, satisfied that his message got through.
"I will find out what's in there, FullMetal." The Flame Alchemist declared. Edward scoffed.
"Over my dead body."
"That can be arranged," Roy threatened. Nothing but a glare. Standing straight, the man fixed his uniform and nodded to the boy, smirking slightly. "Well then, I want you to report to the office as soon as possible. I hope with all your doodling you've still managed to get that report done." He walked off, picturing the short boy's expression. This had to be the day he got his hands on the book. It had to be. As if chance, he wasn't the only one thinking this, as Hughes was walking along with Havoc, looking for him, and a certain book.
"Have you found it yet?" Hughes asked out of curiosity. Roy shook his head, as much as it hurt his pride in admitting such a thing.
"I say we steel it. When he's not ready, attack and take the thing off him." Havoc had a plan; it was just executing it that worried Roy. How were they supposed to separate a baby from a blanket? Hughes seemed to like the idea though.
"Well, he still has to give me a report, we could try then," Roy suggested. Havoc and Hughes nodded, chattering about the plan. "So I'll be off. Come by soon." And with that, he strode further into the building. Today he promised today I will see that book of yours.
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Edward hated him. Really. He wasn't in denial like his brother said he was, because he knew hate from anything else, and ooh did he HATE him. He teased him. He was generally mean to him. He couldn't keep his nose out of other peoples business, and is he thought for one second he could get this book off him, he had another thing coming. The door to the office flew open and slammed into the wall. His report was neatly tucked into a certain, dirty, scrappy, brownish book. It wasn't that big, but he could draw in it. Riza was the only one to see in it, and she found it quite sweet. Colonel wasn't going to get his dirty hands onto it though. No way would Ed do anything so stupid. Of course, he knew that the Colonel wasn't the only one who wanted to see it. He wasn't stupid; the others showed obvious interest in the thing. This made Ed slightly mad. Striding over to the Colonel's desk, he took out the report, slammed it down, and went to sit on the chair which he was very used to.
"Is this it FullMetal?" Edward twitched. "You know, I heard of a bit of disruption in one town, they don't really know what it was though, as they called it some form of 'magic'. You wouldn't happen to know what it was about, would you?" Edward twitched again. "Well, you know how bad it would be if I didn't get a report on that either, just for reference, you know."
"Of course, I'm so sorry sir, how could I be so stupid! I should go do it now. Oh, while I'm at it, would you like anything else, you know I just live to serve you, sir!" Was the sarcastic reply. Roy grinned.
"Well I am hungry; you wouldn't know how to cook, would you…shrimp." Roy grinned even more as the smaller boy forgot about his art book and shouted something about being short, then storming out the room. Standing, the Flame Alchemist walked over to the chair and picked up the flimsy book. Opening it, he saw speechless as to what was on the first page. It was obviously a ruff sketch, though it was still astounding. It was of Alphonse as a boy, Winry beside him. Turning the page, he was even more surprised to see a ruff sketch of himself. Turning a few more pages, not one of them contained anyone but him, Colonel Roy Mustang. He blushed as they started to get better, more detailed, and the last two or three…slightly more graphic. He knew Edward had seen him training, but he didn't see the boy drawing in the book at the time. He obviously had a talent at this. Hughes came into the room, a small picture in his hand, exclaiming to two people behind him how cute it was. Roy sat on the book. Riza wasn't fooled. Hughes was too busy to notice anything, and Havoc didn't say anything if he did notice.
"Colonel, what are you hiding?" She asked. Roy shook his head. When he heard the safety of the woman's gun click, he changed his mind, and pulled up the all-too familiar book for the three of them to see. Havoc's cigarette fell out of his mouth, Hughes dropped his baby picture, and Riza's gun lowered. "How…how did you." She started, un-able to finish.
"He left it here. So I picked it up and…well, you know, I WAS curious," Riza's gun was back up. "Don't worry! I'm going to return it! And besides, it's not like there's much in here," He opened up the first page. "See, just pictures of his friends. Incredible isn't it? The rest are basically the same." He covered as the other two men in the room stared at it. Riza looked at him curiously, and he just winked.
"Wow! He is an Artist!" They exclaimed. Everyone turned as the door opened slightly, and a blonde head popped shyly round the corner. "Ed! This is amazing! Alphonse and Winry, no?" Havoc asked. The blonde came fully into the room, red in the face and very suspicious.
"Err…yea…I drew it a while ago," He said, chancing his look, he glanced at the Flame Alchemist, only to blush more at the look he received. "Umm…Can I talk to the Colonel for a minute? I need to … umm… go over that, err…last r-report. Yea, that one." He covered, failing miserably to sound like he knew what he was doing. Havoc nodded, grinning and patted the young state alchemist on the shoulder. Hughes put an arm round his shoulder enthusiastically.
"You should draw my family sometime, my daughter's adorably you know!" He said, before marching out the room. Riza smiled and nodded, following the men. Edward caught a glimpse of the only other person in the room, before clearing his throat and marching as confidently as he could over to the Colonel.
"Sir, I believe you have something that is mine." He stressed. This wasn't going very well, Roy had sat down and was flicking through the pages again. Edward did not like this situation at all.
"No need for the formalities Edward," He purred. After a while of flicking, taking his sweet time and torturing the shorter boy, he slid the book along the table, purposely opened on the last page. "Maes and Jean were right you know, you are an exquisite artist. I especially like this one, though the proportions might be a tad wrong at the low half," Edward couldn't have got any redder, and couldn't have glowed and brighter. Roy stood, walking round to the other side of his desk. Edward stood completely still. "You know," The FullMetal Alchemist squeaked as he was turned round to face his superior. Mustang was amused as the elder Elric turned at least twenty different shades of red and pink when his gloved finger slid round up his neck, to the end of the tanned chin, pushing the beautiful face up. "I could never deny you some help if you wanted. However, I'd want something in return. Equivalent trade after all."
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Kitty: I just love embarrassing Ed! It's so cute! XD anyway, was this one up quickly enough for you, ha ha haa
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