Author's Notes:

Here's the second chapter! I wrote this a while back, but I was a bit discouraged with my writing so I decided to hold of on submitting it. Never fear! The third chapter is already written, but I think I want a few reviews first, so I can see if I'm heading in the right direction with this ;

Anyways, enjoy ;)

(Also, if you like the show Scrubs, I've just gotten through writing a fanfiction, so check it out. It promises lots of puppy-induced sweetness!)

"Come in." Roy Mustang stopped tossing pencil at the ceiling, and sat up into a more official and demanding position. He was pretty sure it was Fullmetal who was dawdling behind the big oak doors that lead into his office. He knew the short blonde was itching for an argument, so he had to seem as intimidating as possible.

Edward frowned, and pushed the door open. Roy smirked at the unpleasant grimace Edward was sporting. He stomped up to the desk, and flopped huffily into a couch.

"Ah, Fullmetal, good of you to finally show up." Roy twisted his chair a bit.

"You didn't tell me a time, only to be here today." Edward sniffed.

"Well, if I'd told you to be here bright and early, I might as well have just told you to be here as late as possible. Truth be told, I'm surprised you showed up."

"And why's that, Colonel bastard?" Ed folded up his arms and legs. "You think I'm scared of you or something?"

"Well what other explanation could there be? You always show up later than you're told. I can only assume you're taking all that extra time to work up the courage to face me Fullmetal. After all, you do look up to me."

"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN YOU SMUG BASTARD?!" Edward was on his feet, steaming and ready for a fight. Roy chuckled to himself in a patronizing way, as though Edward was nothing more than a child who was getting a bit riled up.

"Now, now Edward, just calm down." He waved his hand dismissively. "I didn't call you here for a fight." Edward settled grumpily into the couch cushions.

"Yeah, you just want to piss me off as much as you possibly can before I report to you and leave." He snarled. Roy frowned.

"I have a job for you to do." Roy was all seriousness now. He adjusted his famous glove. It made him feel a bit better to know that he could fry Edward if the fancy took him. That's what motivated him to continue his briefing. "Lately it seems as though somebody is making some small time chimeras. They aren't anything too special, but they are becoming a nuisance. Several reports have come in of civilians and soldiers being injured by these creatures. I want you and Alphonse to figure out who's making them, and put a stop to it. We don't think there's any connection to the Tucker case." Both State Alchemist shared an unpleasant look. It was a tender subject for them both.

"So just find out who's doing it, and dispose of the chimeras." He finished. Edward stood back up.

"You want us to kill them?" He asked darkly. "I don't like this." Roy gave him a frustrated look.

"You know as well as I those creatures are in so much pain that they're better off dead. We tried to fix a few of the chimeras we managed to capture, but it ended up prolonging their suffering." Roy interlaced his fingers. "As unpleasant as it is, we need you to do this."

"And you expect Alphonse and I to do this alone?" Edward knew it wouldn't be that hard to do, but he still felt as though it was a timely job. After all, he had to get back to searching for the Philosophers' Stone. He couldn't waste time in this dust bucket chasing around disfigured animals. His thoughts were interrupted by a firm knock at the door.

"Yes?" Roy called. The door creaked open, and Hawkeye stuck her head in.

"Colonel." She said, obviously a cue of some sort. Roy nodded.

"Right, send her in." The Flame Alchemist got to his feet once again, and stepped around his desk. "You see Fullmetal, we have a young and promising recruit we're sending with you. We had quite an impressive crop of State Alchemists this year. She's around your age, and fairly new at the job but let me tell you, she's quite fierce. Come on in!" The door reopened. Edward's jaw dropped at the sight of the girl with the short ponytail he'd seen on the train.

Roy stepped past Edward, and gave a matching salute to the girl.

"It's an honor to finally meet you in person, sir." She said in the same tone all soldiers used for their superiors.

"And it's a pleasure to meet you as well. Especially after talking with you over the phone so often." Ashley laughed informally.

"Well, Lieutenant Colonel Hughes was always insisting that I accompany him when he used the phone to brag about his family. He said you wouldn't hang up if he put me on the phone." Roy shook his head.

"I wouldn't hang up if he'd just shut up once in a while." Roy looked over to Edward, who was still in shock at the girl he'd seen no less than an hour ago, now in the standard female military uniform, with a silver chain dangling from her pocket. "Oh yes, let me introduce you. Ashley, this is Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist." Ashley extended her hand, which Edward numbly took.

"We've already met." She said, suppressing her giggles. "Though, I didn't tell him I was with the military." Roy laughed, finally understanding Edwards robotic expression.

"I see. Well then, Edward, this is your partner Ashley. She's also known as the Demon Eyes Alchemist." Edward furrowed his eyebrows.

"'Demon Eyes'? Why do they call you that?" As far as he could tell, she had normal green eyes, despite his view of her right eye being slightly obstructed from the brown bangs that she was constantly flicking aside.

"No reason." She said with a coy grin. "If you really wanna know, you'll just have to hope this little job gets serious enough that I'll have to show you." Something about her hungry tone made him a bit scared. He dropped her hand, and leaned on his leg.

"Please, I don't even need you there to tell you the truth. Alphonse and I can handle it." He said breezily. Ashley bristled.

"Weren't you just complaining about wanting someone else to help you out?" Roy said infuriately. "But if you don't want her help, I've got better things for Ashley to be doing anyways. I just thought I'd send her along as a favor. Since you can 'handle it' though…"

" Oh fine! I never said I wouldn't accept her help!" He grumbled.

"Excellent! I look forward to it." Ashley smiled sweetly. Roy put his hand on her shoulder, which made Edward feel like he was being ganged up on. He was at the point of banning anything that was navy blue.

"Great, now Edward I want you to keep an eye on Ashley. I wasn't kidding when I said she was new. She's only been in Central a few weeks. She hasn't even had many serious jobs yet. That's why you have the room next to hers." When Edward didn't complain, Roy continued. "Right, now then I have more important thing to be doing than griping at you, so get going. Start snooping around for clues of who's making these chimera's. I want this case closed before the week's up." With a quick salute from Ashley, they left.

"Bastard." Edward groused. "Who does he think he is?"

"I imagine he thinks he's a Colonel, and your superior." Ashley snorted. Edward huffed.

"You were a lot nicer on the train." He snarked.

"You're a lot shorter than I thought you'd be!" She shot back.

Havoc, Breda, and Fuery just so happened to be strolling down the hallway on their way back from their break when they spotted both State Alchemists hitting, biting and pushing each other. Ashley grunted when she made contact with the wall, and threw a well aimed punch at Edward's face. He blocked it with his metal hand, making her wince. She threw weight at him with her shoulder, taking them both down. She wrapped her hands around his throat, while he attempted to shove her off with a boot in her stomach.

"Hey! What's all this about?!" Breda yelled. They all ran, trying to disentangle the feuding alchemists, who had really only succeeded to make rather large bruises on one another. Havoc, Fuery and Breda had to team up to pull the infuriated female off of her 'comrade'.

Once Edward was free and had caught his breath, he threw himself back at Ashley, who was trying to claw at him the best she could. Breda caught him under the arms, and was shouting as loudly as Havoc and Fuery, trying to get them stop fighting. They weren't even sure what the fight was about, but they'd all witnessed a full blown alchemical fight, and they weren't ready to clean up that kind of mess.

"Come on, what ever this is about I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding!!" Fuery bawled, his arms squeezing around Ashley's waist.

"Dammit! Can't you give it a rest?!" Havoc huffed when one of Ashley's elbows rammed between his ribs.

BANG! BANG! The struggling group froze at the sound of the bullets that had just whizzed past their heads.

"You all have work to do. Get to it." Hawkeye said calmly before entering the office. Havoc, Fuery and Breda dropped their burdens and quickly followed.

Edward and Ashley sat staring at one another, a bit bloodied and bruised, but more or less feeling better than they had prior to the scuffle.

"Well," Ashley said, feeling a bit dizzy and out of breath.

"Maybe we ought to go get cleaned up?" Edward suggested, pushing himself up. He offered his hand. She bit her lip, but placed her own hand into his. She could feel the cool metal through his glove. She smiled a bit, and let him pull her to her feet as well.

"Yeah, let's go." She agreed.

"Brother! Brother what's going on, I just heard a bunch of banging and yelling. Did something happen? Is that Ashley? I didn't know you were a State Alchemist! Wait, why are you guys so beaten up? Hello? Why won't you answer me?"

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