Chapter rewritten for the pleasure of everyone who reads it.

Yes! Another chapter! Whoo!

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But anyway, this chapter is quite pathetic, I know, I know. I'm not very happy with it.

Warnings: Boyxboy goodness, plot holes and Envy.

I DON'T OWN FMA, though me and my friend have this weird obsession with it……We were trying to light stuff on fire by clicking our fingers during English. We even drew that array that Roy uses, that sign on he's gloves, on our hands…….sad, I know.

Also, this may get confusing in some parts, just tell me about it and I'll fix it up! Try to ignore any spelling or grammar mistakes!

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Ed waved goodbye to Roy, and quickly made his way to the detention room.

Where he found a palm-tree haired person already sitting in there.

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Ed stood gaping in the detention room doorway, for about 30 seconds. He could not believe that Envy had detention as well. He was the new kid. New kids don't get detentions on their first day. It's just not right. After Ed was done thinking, the teacher noticed him.

"Ed! Again? Damn boy, you really need to stop coming here!" said Mr. Freegrade, the teacher in charge of the detentions. He then cracked a grin, put down the magazine in his hands and lent back on his chair.

"Only to see you again, Mr. F," replied Ed sarcastically as he finally made his way into the room. Mr. Freegrade gave a quick laugh, and then ignored Ed and went back to reading his magazine. Ed sighed and also grinned. Mr. Freegrade was by far he's most favourite teacher at this school. Ed tore his eyes away from the teacher and went to find his seat. That just so happened to have a palm-tree like person sitting next to it. His mind chose that moment to remind Ed that Envy also had detention.

Oh shit! Ed had forgotten about him.

Ed wasn't really up to sitting next to his…interest. He didn't want to embarrass himself. Again. Ed sighed, not willing to face the sad truth, but still made his way over to the desk anyway.

Envy didn't even take his eyes off the book he was reading.

Ed sat down, opened his backpack and looked through it for something to entertain himself with. He soon found some homework, and he decided to work on it. Hey, it beats doing it at home. He sat in silence for a couple of minutes.

'Do do do, the 2 goes next to the 6, do do do do, me and Envy are the only ones in the room, do do do do do 14 + 4 18 do do do do do…do…..do, shit!' thought Ed. He quickly looked up from his math book, and sure enough, the room was empty other than himself and Envy. He sat wondering how he realized this, but ending up shrugging and blaming it on politics. Ed sighed and glanced at the desk at the front, noticing that the teacher was, in fact, not there.

Yes, what great teachers at this school; an art teacher who hits you with rulers and a detention teacher who leaves the room.

Ed sighed again, and went back to his math homework. He continued on with this, before he heard music. Faintly, but Ed was sure it was there. Ed's eyes scanned around the room quickly, trying to local where the music was coming from. Soon enough, his eyes landed on Envy, who was listening to his iPod.

The volume was obviously turned up as high as it could go, and it was slowly giving Ed a headache, even if the music was only coming through the headphones, which looked like to be glued into Envy's ears. Ed shook his head and rolled his eyes at the stupidity Envy was showing. He didn't like to listen to music turned up really loud, as he would rather not have his eardrums bleed.

As Ed sat there quietly, focusing only on the music, he caught the sound of a tune he knew. Ed smiled to himself, started to sing the song and went back to his homework.

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I turned my head at the right moment, and saw the Chibi lip singing to the song. I have been in this detention room for only 10 minutes, and already I'm bored out of my mind. I really shouldn't have hit that kid for calling me a palm tree. But hell, it's in the past now, even if he did had to go to the hospital. I could have sworn that I didn't hit him that hard.

I sighed again and continue to watch the Chibi as he starts to also tap his feet to the beat. It was quite amusing. He was in perfect time with the music and lyrics. Which I reckon is strange, since I really don't think I have the volume up that loud. The Chibi starts to play some air guitar as well.

And finally he notices I'm starting at him.

I've noticed that little Chibi has been staring at me for the whole entire day. It's been really annoying. And every time I look back at him, he blushes and looks away.

Like now, for example.

Could he act more like a love-sick teenager?

As predicted, he stopes dancing and continues with he's work. Which is a shame; I'd quite enjoyed the dancing. It was much more exciting than doing nothing. Silence followed after that little awkward session, and, to be frank, I was getting tired of it. So, I decided that I should I a question that had been bugging me since after lunch, when that kid, Roy, came and talked to me.

"How come you got Roy to talk about you to me?" I asked Chibi, suddenly, pulling the head phones out of my ears and stopping the song. All at once. I'm quite talented. Don't laugh. He looks up at me surprised, and then stutters out a

"What?"

I growled, never the person to be happy to repeat myself. "You heard the question Chibi, It's obvious, anyone could have realised it." I do a small hair flip here, just for the sake of it.

That made him blush in the cute way he does, and looked down again. I gave a small smile at this, still not rally wanting to admit that I find the Chibi cute. So sue me, he is! Even if his blushing gets on my nerves. I can learn to love it. It was then I realized he was acting trying to say something, so I turned my attention back to him. It wasn't worth it, since he was mumble words and none of it made sense.

"T-t-t-t-t-t today Chibi!" I half shout at him, wanting to at least have a full conversation with him, without him ignoring me and/or not being able to speak. Is that so hard to ask for?

He looked up with angry in his eyes. "Don't call me small" he said in he's oh-so-not-like-I'll-ever-admit-it-out-loud-sexy voice. I was surprised for only a second that he knew what Chibi meant. Smartass. Then I hide my surprise with a smirk. I just adore playing with people's minds. I smirked bigger and gave my smooth reply.

"What are ya gonna do about it, little O-chibi?"

And suddenly, he is in front of me, he's fist inches away from face. I then took the moment to 360 the desk and push the Chibi back onto the ground, and land smartly on top of him. Oh and guess what? He blushes again.

"Doesn't this remind you of Home. Ec., little Chibi?" I purr into his ear. I can he blushes again, since I can feel the heat coming from his face, "Shame it had to end, I quite like this position, ne? I like it on top." I giggle to myself on the inside, as Chibi blushes harder.

I pull my face away from his ear and look into those golden eyes. I take the opportunity and lean in closer. I've decided that I want the Chibi to be mine. And he will be, I promise. Anyway, I lean in so close that I could lightly brush my lips against Ed's. Since I was this close to Ed, I then took the time to really study him. I liked his eyes the best. Such a pretty colour. Oh yes. I just love screwing with his mind…

Mr. Freegrads POV

I quicken my pace as my classroom door came into view, with coffee and donut in hand. Hopefully none of the detention students took the chance and ran away while I wasn't there. Man, I would get in trouble then.

I finally made it back to my room and walked through the door.

"Hey sorr-…" I stopped and viewed the scene before me. Ed and Envy. On the floor, with Envy on top. About to kiss. Just what had been happening while I was away? Too be honest, I didn't want that question answered."Umm…ok guys, what's happening?"

Envy looked up and glared at me. I shivered. Cold glare. And I took a sip of coffee, to warm myself up. Damn, what good coffee it was, but anyway, back to Envy.

Envy opened this mouth and said "Do you mind?"

And with that, I walked back out of the classroom to go find some liquor.

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Ed sweat dropped from where he was on the floor. Poor Mr. Freegrade. He didn't need to see this…oh yeah, Envy.

"Um, Envy, I was wondering when you are going to get off me?" asked Ed, trying not to make the situation more awkward then it already was. Envy looked down, surprised, like he had forgotten Ed was there. Envy nodded silently, and got off Ed. Ed slowly sat up, watching Envy collect his stuff.

"Hey Envy," Ed called out as Envy made his way to the door, "Detention isn't over yet!"

"Chibi, I don't think he's coming back." And with that, Envy walked out of the room, ignoring the shout of "Don't call me Chibi!" from the detention classroom.

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Ed woke up late, again. After a mad rush out of the house, Ed met up with Roy. Roy being that damn sexy person he is, asked how the detention went.

Ed's reply was "Alright."

Roy smiled, and kept the silence going for a little bit, before asking another question.

"So, who are you going to the Dance with?"

Ah yes, the Dance. 'The Dance', which was smartly named, was, in fact, a dance. Like a social, formal, the same kind of thing, accepted that they sell things there and way more dancing.

Ed shook his head. "No, but I have someone in mind to ask."

Roy turned into fangirl mode. Ed realized this a minute too late. He tried to ran ahead, but Roy latched himself onto his arm and yelled into Ed's ear before he could escape.

"OH! I bet you its Envy, isn't it! Ohmigod, it so is! That's so cute Edo-kun!"

Roy, however isn't gay, he just thinks that boy-on-boy is extremely cute. Like the rest of us.

Ed just ignored Roy on his arm, and kept on awkwardly walking to school.

And they got to school with 15 minutes to spare. Roy waved good-bye to Ed, and went to flirt with some hot looking girls, maybe even scab some money for food. Roy doesn't believe that he should bring food, when so many other people were offering him some. Because he's so hot and lovable. "A waste that I prevent!" Roy once said to Ed.

Ed sighed and muttered "Yes, of course Roy. Whatever you want Roy. I'll die for you Roy." No one ever heard him say that, but today, someone did.

A certain palm tree haired person.

"Ed? Are you gay with Roy?"

Ed cracked up laughing.

"No, no Envy, Roy's straight."

"Are you?" asked Envy and then stalked off without even waiting for Ed to answer the question. Ed was left confused, the full weight of having a…interest in Envy hitting him now. His eyes grew wide, his mind running.

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Ed walked into Homeroom. Late. Again. How could of he be late! We were both 15 minutes early! But he looked bothered by something, I could always tell with these things. I've know Ed for years. I have a sixth sense over this kind of thing. He sat down next to me and I lend over to ask him what's wrong.

"Edooo……what's wrong?" I said, my voice mixed with concern.

Ed just grinned at me and said in a far away, yet kind of sad, voice "Nothing".

I decide to let it drop. It was about five minutes before I went back to questioning him.

"You ready yet to tell me what's wrong?" He sighed and grumbled a yes. I did a little victory dance in my head. "So, what's up?"

Ed was silent for a couple of seconds before saying "Envy thinks I'm gay with you."

I couldn't help it. I had to laugh. Shame I laughed a bit too loudly.

"Mustang! Stop that damn laughing." said the homeroom teacher, Mrs. Linford. Suffice it to say, the woman is crazy.

"Yes sir!" I said back, getting a few giggles from the ladies. I turned back to Ed. "But Ed, you are gay. Just not with me."

Ed looked at me with his big golden eyes, shocked. "How did you know?" he got out, turning bright red. And I mean really bright red.

"Come on Ed, I've been your best friend for ages, and you'd actually think I'd never notice? You've been obsessed with Envy for ages!"

"But, I've had a girlfriend!"

"Well, then you were just bi then! How cute!"

He blushed again. So cute, I really wanted to glomp him then and there, but I have some self-control left. I just smiled and nodded.

"Don't worry Ed; I'm never going to leave you. I think it's really cute!" Yes, I was turning into Fan Boy mode again. And yes, I know I just used the word 'cute' more than once. But there's really no other word to describe Ed. Except maybe short, but I'm not going to say that to him. He'd kill me.

But Ed saw that I was going Fan Boy again and quickly put a stop to it. "Thanks Roy, that means a lot to me. But I never have met anyone quite like Envy before. I don't even know if he's gay, but hopefully he's at least bi." He said, with hope in his voice.

I nodded and decided to add some more of my support. "Thanks mate, but still, ask him to the dance, you never know, he may just go with you"

If I knew how'd it turn out, I would of never have suggested that idea.

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Ed walked out of Homeroom, having spent the whole time either thinking about how he was going to ask Envy to the dance or staring at Envy. He turned right, and banged right into someone.

It was extremely painful and not what Ed needed right now.

Ed started to yell at the person, not yet realising who it was. "Hey, watch the hell where you going, you stupid mother-…oh" At that moment, Ed realised who it was. His eyes widen with surprise and his mouth shut tightly.

Damn, God hated him.

Ed stared into those purple eyes again, trying not to get lost in them. Envy however, just pushed Ed back into the wall.

"Watch where YOU'RE going, little Chibi" said Envy and stalked away. Ed, who quickly got over his angry at being called small, ran after Envy, trying to get his attention. Ed was going to ask Envy to the Dance. Ed was taking a risk, a really big risk. Well, it was a big risk to him, anyway.

If he knew what would happen, he would have never taken the risk.

"Hey, hey Envy! Wait up damnit!" said Ed as he ran towards Envy at a moderate pace. He finally caught up to Envy. Ed took a deep breath, and muttered out quietly and quickly, "Wouldyouliketogotothedancewithme?" Of course, when you try to ask someone out, it always comes out in something no one can understand. This clearly had just happened to Ed.

Envy blinked, slowly processing the sentence in his mind, and then smirked. And then charged at Ed and harshly pinned him to a wall.

Before Ed knew it, Envy was on top of him. Again. Well, more like pushing he's full body up against Ed's, so Ed couldn't move a muscle.

And Ed's wrists were above his head.

God, Envy really needed to stop doing this.

Envy then whispered in Ed's ear, which sent shivers down he's spin.

"Did I hear what little Chibi said to me? Would I like to go to the Dance with you? Hmm…" Envy then pulled back and looked Ed in the eye. "No, I wouldn't like to go to the Dance. Maybe I will go to the Dance, just not with you."

Envy then walked away from Ed, leaving Ed in almost a state of tears.

Envy didn't really know why he rejected Ed like that. Maybe he thought it'd be more fun this way. He liked to be in control of everything. But he had hurt Ed's feelings, he knew it, but it was in the past. He'll move on, he just had to get rid of the guilt first.

And put his new, thought-up-a-second-ago plan into action. Envy smiled to himself as he walks out of the school and down the steps, giving off the air of someone who has just won a battle.

'Envy: 1, Chibi: 0. See you at the dance, My Chibi.'

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'Damn, why did it have to hurt so much? It was only a fucking rejection. It should hurt like this. I shouldn't be crying. It's surely not normal! I'm a man; I shouldn't be acting like a school girl. But, damn, it hurts so bad.' I thought to myself, as I walked quickly away from Envy and into the boy's bathroom. I also quickly found an empty cubical, and locked myself in it. I then freely started crying.

Have you ever gone up to the person you like, ask the out, and go a "Yeah, I'm going there, just not with you." in return?

Yeah, you would be crying too.

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Ah! Such a sad place to leave it!

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