Unnoticed: Oh!!! Squee!!! I love you all!!! I'd like to thank my wonderful, awesome and kind reviewers!!! This chapter was written during my English class… Since I was oh-so bored and I couldn't fall asleep. Anyway, in this chapter, I'm going to see if I can use my brash tongue, as my friend puts it, in action!
:ehem: Now I present you… Chapter two of What Are You Planning!!!
P.S. I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist… A harsh truth that I remember everyday.
This day is hell. First, I woke up at 3 A.M. in the morning. Then, some person called me short and Roy… augh!!! Roy!!! Yes, the main thing that messed up this day was what Roy did.
"That bastard… That stupid fucking bastard…" I murmured to myself while I lay in bed, thinking about what happened.
I entered his office with a sole purpose… I wanted to ask him if he would like to go to lunch. But all thoughts of that fled when a certain wooden toy caught my attention.
"What's with the slingshot?" I asked.
He stopped pretending to do his paperwork, looked at me and smirked. That was already a clear sign that he was planning something… something evil. I should have fled when I saw that smirk. But noooooo! I was too inquisitive! I wanted to know why he has a slingshot.
That inevitably led to my doom.
He leaned a little on his chair and on his face was something that was a combination of a smirk and a smile. "Oh, it's just for emergencies."
"Like what?" And I watched with curiosity as Roy took something out of his pocket and do something with it… like he was opening something. Every fiber of my being was screaming at me to stay away as far as possible from Roy Mustang. But I ignored it and stayed put.
My apprehension grew when his smirk turned more into an evil grin.
"It's nothing Fullmetal…" he paused, his eyes gleaming. "I'm sure such emergencies are simply… too big for you."
It was instant reflex action. "WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SHRI-…" I stopped when I felt something hard enter my mouth and started melting. Sure, it hurt a little but that wasn't what made me stop. Somewhere in my mind, I recognized the taste I thought I have forgotten.
Roy grinned a little. In his hand was the recently used slingshot. I swallowed the thing he forced in my mouth via the slingshot express. I shuddered and glared at him. "What… the hell… was THAT!!!"
Oh, I knew… Subconsciously I knew what it was… The… That thing awfully tasted like milk…
Roy rolled his eyes a little. "How long has it been since you had a drop of milk? Anyway, yeah, it was milk… Pure milk. Only it was into a more solid shape. They call it milk candy but I asked if they could take out the 40% sugar out to make it into 100% milk in my order."
I was livid and upset. And maybe I felt disgusted because that vile taste was still lingering in my mouth.
I glared at him with a vengeance and went closer to him. "So… knowing I hated that disgusting substance. You set up a plan to make me… swallow the said disgusting substance."
"Yup, and looks like it worked."
I slammed my hands on his table. "Fuck you!"
"Don't we always?"
Damn, damn, damn that coy smirk! He's teasing me again!!! In normal conditions I would have gladly accepted but I was too angry.
"You know I hate that vile stuff you bastard!!!"
"Why are you so touchy Ed? It's just milk!!!"
"Pure milk Roy!!! You gave me pure milk!!!"
"So what? You need the calcium!!!"
"Are you calling me short?!?!"
"That's not what I meant!!!"
"If you just wanted to give me calcium why did it have to be 100% pure milk?"
"It's good for you!!!"
"You don't know what's good for me!!!"
"Yes I do!!! One of the said good things is me!!!"
"Being too full of yourself aren't you?!?!"
"That's not the point Ed!"
"Point?!?! What's your damn point on force feeding me something you know I don't freaking like?"
"You need a good and healthy dose!!!"
"I lived for at least 4 years without drinking a drop of that stupid pure milk."
"Edward… You need it!"
"Augh! It's about my height isn't it?"
"This has nothing to do with your height!!!"
"Then why did you force fed me that thing? You stupid pyromaniac!"
"Pyromaniac? Stupid?"
"That's what you are!!!"
"Then you are so stubborn as hell! And your not so smart either! If you were so smart you shouldn't have been in trouble!!!"
That stopped me. It hurt… I was figuratively stabbed in the back by the last person I expected to do the stabbing. Intentional or not, he reminded me of my mistake. Even though I have already fixed most of it… the heavy weight that I'm already used to made itself known and reminded me of that night. And I also stopped for another reason…
It became silent for a while. Roy's eyes were wide, he knew what I was thinking. Well, most of it.
"Sorry for not being fucking perfect." I whispered. And I went home… Slightly hoping that IT won't happen and also hoping Roy will call my name. He did not.
Unnoticed: Ah, so they fought. And I used my bad tongue! So, how was it? Did I make a good fight?!? I'm not really good at writing lovers fight because I think fighting a love one is pointless.
Oh and the shot didn't hurt too much. Since Roy didn't really pull the rubber too much and Edward was slightly far away. So it was like a jump for the candy. But… I'm not sure… Can anybody tell me if I need to get my logic straight? And yes, the idea came from Spongebob Squarepants. So, do I need a disclaimer for Spongebob as well? Fine… I don't own Spongebob Squarepants…
I really hope you liked it!!! Thanks a lot for reading!!! I'll post another chapter soon!!!
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