2. Admiration.
Admiration is a two-way street. You need someone to admire you, and you need to have done something to be admirable for.
Edward had always admired one Riza Hawkeye. It was the way she could seem to keep her cool, and be brave when Edward himself would have been cowering in fear, though would never admit that. She was in the Ishbalan war too, though no one seemed to recognize her as a war hero. She was a woman, how many skilled women were in the military? Excluding the massive population of stupid secretaries who wouldn't know the business end of a gun if their lives depended upon it. There was a list he couldn't complete in it's entirety in just one sitting, but he admired her for being the only person to shoot at one Colonel, without being burnt to a crisp. Only Edward wishes he had the same ability.
And Riza returned that favour. She admired the youngest person to be accepted into the military, and to become a State Alchemist. Riza had never really understood the whole, magic circle drawing amazement that was alchemy, but it did work in a battle, as a certain alchemist had proven several times. Edward tried to keep up good appearances, even though the general population hated him anyway, or tried their best to. How could you hate someone who would gladly save you? It was stupid, but that was the public for you. At least he had the spirit. In Riza's line of work she just let herself fit into the mould they wanted, but Edward broke that. Or didn't fit. Either way, he always made her smile.
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A/N; -Dancing- Some humour in this one. Poor Edo doesn't fit the mould.
Pleash review people. I'll pump these out as quickly as I can if I get a good response.