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It's My Life

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I'm going to be going back and forth between German and Japanese. When I switch languages German will be in bold and Japanese will be in italics, for at least the first line of the change.

"Talking"

Thinking

Texting

Chapter 9

Roy watched Edward run from his backyard in shock before looking at his friends. They all looked equally shocked and worried for Ed. "This is crazy. We've only been friends with him for a day and already all this happened. What the hell is going on in that family of his?"

"Still, I think there are some things he is still keeping from us. He's got a lot of secrets." Maria said with a frown. She was worried for her new friend. From the conversation with they heard Ed have with his father on the phone, it didn't sound like things were going well between the two of them. She hoped he would be okay.

Maes grinned. "You forget, dear Maria, that you have a future investigator amongst your group of friends. I'll find out everything that our little friend is hiding. He can't keep anything from us. Though, I don't think I can do anything today. I won't be able to find him to watch him right now. He's already gone."

"Got to feel for that kid. I would hate to be set up." Jean said with everyone agreeing with him.

*It's*My*Life*

"Brother? What are you doing home so soon?" Al asked confused when his brother charged into the living room. He was sitting on the British tan leather couch that was in front of the t.v. A fancy foreign rug covered the floor. A book shelf that was filled was books lined one of the walls. On the opposite wall was a big window with the curtains pulled open. In front of the window was another leather couch of the same color.

The elder brother looked over at his brother to see him lounging on the couch with his sock covered feet kicked up on the coffee table in front of him. School books were piled on the table. One of them, math it looked like, was left opened on Al's lap. "You shouldn't be watching t.v. and doing homework at the same time.

Al shrugged. "It doesn't affect my studying at all. But you didn't answer my question."

Edward let out a loud sound of frustration. He strolled across the room and stopped where the bookcase ended. "Our dear father set up a dinner date for me sometime in the last hour. I can't believe he has to do this on the day mom died."

Blinking, Al sat up straight as his brother pulled a book off the bookshelf, causing that section of the bookcase to slide into the wall and move to the left behind the other bookcase. His brother disappeared behind the bookcase. He tossed his book aside and ran after his brother. "He can't ever leave you alone, can he? You were only studying with your friends. I don't see why he couldn't let you do that."

"I don't either." Edward mumbled as he continued up the spiral steps.

Al looked around the staircase in fascination. It was a spiral staircase that started in the living room. Nothing was on the walls except a railing. As he looked over his shoulder he saw the bookcase slide back into its position. "Where do these lead? I've never been up here. How did you know it was here?"

"I wanted to read that book I pulled off the shelf on Sunday and instead of getting the book, I got a secret passage. Apparently, those books were left here by the last people who lived here." Edward explained.

"And you didn't tell me about it?" Al said offended.

Ed shrugged. "Never had the chance. Been busy. Dad and the maids and butlers don't know about it. So," He looked at his brother with a mischievous grin. "Don't tell. It will be our little secret and hiding spot."

Al nodded his head with a smile. Having secrets like this with his brother were awesome. It was a lot of fun to talk about something in a code like speech and have an eavesdropper have no idea of what was going. And these secrets helped deeper the bond and trust between them.

With a satisfied smile, Edward continued up the stairs with his hands in his pocket. "Anywhere, these stairs lead to a small study. I'm planning on redoing the room when I get a chance to make it into a small hangout. Right now, there are just books in it that I need to look at."

"Don't you have a date?" Al asked.

"Not until six thirty." Ed replied.

Al took his phone out to check the time. "It's five past six, brother. Don't you have to meet her somewhere? And shouldn't you change your clothes?"

Ed snorted. "Al, I'm trying to annoy her to get rid of her. I don't want an arranged marriage."

"Oh, right. But you should still be courtesy." Al replied. When his brother didn't reply, Al rolled his eyes and continued. "Where is dad making you take her?"

"Some new fancy restaurant that just opened. It's called Le Café du Destin." Edward replied.

"Do you know her name?" Al asked.

Ed chuckled. "Um…Alice? Maybe."

Al hit his face. "You're definitely going to drive this one away easily."

Grinning, Ed came to the stop of the stairs and pushed the trapdoor opened at the top. He pulled himself up and dusted his pants off. "Be careful, Al. It's really dusty up here. I haven't gotten the chance to clean it up yet."

Al patted the dust off him, causing clouds to rise around him. He coughed a little from the dust so he waved it away. Looking around the room, he saw it was a small rectangular room. Book shelves and a desk sat in the room with a small rug. It was all piled high with dust. "What do you want from here?"

"A photo album and journal." Ed mumbled as he ruffled through the books on one of the shelves. "I found them in here when I first found this room. I need them for later." He pushed a book aside and grinned. "Found it!"

Ed looked at his phone for the time before tucking the books under his arm. "I have to go get changed and get out of here."

Al looked up from the book he was looking at. "Dad is going to be really mad at you for doing this again."

Rolling his eyes, Ed climbed out of the trapdoor and ran down the stairs. Al looked through the trapdoor at his brother with an amused-worried look. As soon as he was in the living room, Ed stumbled forward from changing from steps to an even leveled floor.

He ran out into the hallway, only to be stopped by Clarice, the head maid. "Master Edward, there you are. Your father has asked me to get an outfit set for you for your date. It is on your bed. And you are going to be late." She smiled knowingly at him.

"And the outfit?" Ed asked.

"It's nice, but not a good outfit for the restaurant you are going to." Clarice replied.

"So it will embarrass my date?" Ed said.

Clarice nodded her head. "If she really takes high class seriously."

Ed grinned. "Thanks Clarice. You are the best!" He gave her a quick hug and ran down the hallway then turned sharply to the left to jump onto the stairs. Ever since his father had started setting him up on dates, he has been purposely scaring them away. By his fifth arranged date, Clarice figured out his game and talked to him about it. She found out that he wants to meet a nice girl on his own and marry who he wants. Since then, she has been doing all she can to help him ruin the dates.

When he reached his room, Ed dropped his books and his messenger bag on his desk then went over to his bed. A pair of nice dark blue jeans, a white long sleeve button up shirt, a red t-shirt, a pair of black gloves, and a pair of black dress shoes sat on his bed. He quickly pulled them on and left his room.

"Have fun on your date." Al replied amused as he walked down the hall to his room with his backpack on his shoulder. "Don't embarrass this date as much as you did last time."

Ed laughed. "No promises, Al."

*It's*My*Life*

"You're twenty minutes late."

Edward smiled as he sat down across from the pretty brunette. She had shining green eyes that showed her annoyance at him. She was clad in a stunning green dressed that matched her eyes perfectly. The dressed stopped just above her knees by a couple inches. There was only one skinny strap to her dress that was on her right shoulder. Her long brown hair was tied into an elegant bun with a few strands falling down the right side of her face. She was a very pretty girl. "Sorry, traffic, you know how it is."

"That's no excuse. A gentleman should always arrive first." She said in snooty voice.

"Sorry, I must have missed that class at the gentlemen's club. I'll be sure to go back there and complain to them about it." Edward said sarcastically.

"Humph."

Ed smiled pleasantly at her. "Would you care to order, Alice?"

The girl glared at him. "My name is Julia, you jerk."

"Oh, whoops! An honest mistake." Edward replied.

"Mistake? Alice and Julia are nothing alike." Julia said angrily.

Ed blinked innocently. "Really? I must have really bad hearing then."

"Hello sir, madam. May I take your order?"

Ed looked up at the waiter. "Two orders of your cheapest meal and some water."

The waiter nodded his head and left.

"What are you doing?" Julia hissed. "I don't want cheap. You are rich so you should be buying me…."

Ed shrugged. "I don't want to spend a lot."

Julia glared at him. "You really know how to show a lady a good time." She took a closer look at him. "And what are you wearing? You were supposed to wear dress pants and a suit jacket in here."

"Suit jackets are so annoying, especially around the neck. I tell ya, you have no idea how stiff and annoying they are. You are lucky you don't have to wear them. I don't even get what the point of them is. Actually, you might look good in one with you muscular shoulders and arms. It would be good to hide all those boyish features I'm seeing about your body." Edward said indifferently.

Julia angrily stood up. "I don't need this. I thought you were supposed to be a gentleman, but I think my mother was sadly misinformed."

Ed kept a stoic face, but was internally cheering. He noticed the waiter coming back in the corner of his eye. "You're not leaving yet, are you? Our food just got here!"

Julia gave a humph and spun on her heels to march with head held high out of the restaurant. The heir to all of his father's stuff laughed and turned to the waiter. "Can I have the check?"

"What was that about?" The waiter asked.

"Oh, we just didn't think we were good for each other." Edward replied with a smirk. "So check?"

*It's*My*Life*

"Hey Edo!"

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU CALL ME?"

"SHUT THE HELL UP, MR. ELRIC!"

Edward ducked his head at the angry look that Izumi gave him. He sent a glare at Maes out of the corner of his eye. "A word to the wise, don't ever call me Edo, especially if you want to have kids some day."

A scared looking Maes backed away from Ed's desk and sat back down at his where Roy was laughing his ass off. He hit Roy's shoulder before turning back to Ed, talking to him at a safe distance. "So, how was the date?"

The annoyed Edward turned into an insane grinning Edward. "Oh, absolutely wonderful. I got rid of her within the first ten minutes of my arrival."

"Rid of?" Jean snorted. "Aren't you supposed to show her a good time?"

"Maybe, if I wanted to date her. But all the girls my dad sets me up with are rich, snooty jerks. They aren't people you want to date. It would just be pure torture. I learned that after the first two girls my dad set me up with." Edward explained with a slight shudder. He glanced down at Envy and his friends. "Hey, how old is Envy?"

Riza blinked. "Where did that come from?"

"He's nineteen. He failed two times. Greed and Lust are his younger siblings. Lust is sixteen and Greed is eighteen." Maes explained confidently, though a little confused. "What does it matter?"

"I'll tell you at lunch since I want to talk about it in private." Edward explained, looking back at his friends. "I might have to leave the Alchemists because of this. It's a good thing I never got those forms signed and turned in."

Jean rolled his eyes. "I really don't understand you. Your family must have a lot of issues or something if something like this is going to take you from the Alchemists."

Ed shrugged and opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by there being a knock at the door. He looked at it to see Douglas-san enter the room with a box in her arms. She walked over to Izumi's desk and put the box down. "Issues? We just might. Didn't I tell you that my dad is taking my social life away?" He replied, turning back to his friends.

"What?" Kain asked confused.

"You said he didn't like you having a life outside of school." Vato replied.

Edward nodded his head. "I should have said he is taking my social life away. He doesn't like me hanging with friends or going out. It took Al and me forever to convince him to let me come to your house yesterday, Roy. He made that date yesterday because he wanted me to come home and away from you guys. Even though he doesn't know you guys, I think he thinks you will be a bad influence on me."

Roy snorted. "Your dad is an idiot."

Shrugging, Ed looked out the window. "My dad just wants-"

"Elric!"

Ed looked down at his teacher. "Yes sensei?"

"Come here." Izumi replied.

As he walked to the front of the room, Ed noticed that the secretary was gone and had left the box on Izumi's desk. "What can I do for you?" He asked as he came to a stop.

Izumi shoved the box and a pass in Ed's hand. "A few uniforms for you and a gym uniform. Go put one on."

Grumbling about having to wear the uniform, Edward left the room and went to the bathroom. He ripped the box opened once he was in a stall. Three pressed uniforms and his gym uniform were the sight that met him when the box was opened. Sighing in annoyance, Ed removed his blue buttoned up shirt that was left unbuttoned and his gray t-shirt and shoved them in the box then grabbed his white buttoned shirt and pulled it on.

"Stupid uniform." He muttered when the sleeve got caught in a joint of his automail arm. Once he got the sleeve unstuck, he pulled the black tie out and threw it around his throat. He tied it with an annoyed frown and tightened it. "Stupid ties. Been wearing them for years and have never gotten used to them." He pulled his dark blue jacket out and looked at it. There were only two buttons on it. One in the middle and one below it. "It's bad enough I have to wear these type of outfits to fancy dinners. Now I have to wear them every day for school."

Ed glanced in the box once he got his pants on and rolled his eyes. "Wow, they've even been kind enough to give me a new pair of shoes."

With his change completed, Ed closed the box and left the stall, stopping in front of the bathroom mirror. He examined himself with a thoughtful frown. Shining black dress shoes, black dress pants, a white dress shirt, a dark blue jacket, black gloves, and his tie. His tie was as tight as it could be without choking him. The sleeves of his white shirt were sticking out of his jacket a little bit and covering the ends of his gloves. In short, he looked like one of those rich snobs that he hated so much.

"This is not going to do." Edward mumbled. "Let's see. How can I fix this?" He pulled at his tie to loosen it and let its knot rest a little below his neck then he unbuttoned his jacket, then he unbuttoned the first two buttons of his white shirt. "Hmm. I think that is all I can do to fix this."

With his uniform fixed, Edward grabbed his box off the floor and left the bathroom. Before heading back to his class, he stopped by his locker and dropped the box off in his locket.

Izumi looked up from her book when Edward came into the classroom. She raised a brow, but let a small smile cross her lips. "Can't wear the uniform properly, can you?"

Ed scoffed. "No ma'am. I looked like a rich snob." He replied before heading to his seat. From the way he wore his uniform to the way he walked, he looked like one of those bad ass boys that acted like they were the boss of the school. Quite a few girls turned to look at him as he past, but he paid them no attention.

Jean let out a low whistle when Ed reached them. "You sure know how to grab attention, kid." He looked over Ed's shoulder at the girls who were looking at Ed like he was a piece of meat. "Seems Roy and I have some competition."

Ed chuckled. "I don't even want their attention. All they care about are looks."

"At least we have some boys here who care about more than looks." Maria said. She jerked her head at Jean and Roy. "They go for looks first when looking for a date."

A ghost of a smirk crossed Ed's face. "That will get you boys in trouble one day."

"Speaking from experience?" Roy asked with a smirk.

"No, from seeing it happen." Ed said. "One or two of my ex-friends."

"Bet you really enjoyed watching that go down." Heymans said.

Ed laughed. "Oh, I loved it."

Gracia smiled. "Well, I don't know if it will mean anything to you, but you look stunning the way you wear the uniform."

Ed blushed but accepted the compliment. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Maes giving him an evil glare and gulped. Seems someone was extremely jealous.

*It's*My*Life*

Kain looked down at the drawing Ed was making in art class. They were doing portraits of someone and Ed's was of a beautiful woman sitting with a baby in her lap and another child who looked slightly older reading a book nearby. "That's a very good drawing. Who is it?"

The golden haired boy stopped with his pencil just a few centimeters from his drawing and looked up at Kain. "This? It's a picture of my mother, Al, and me from when we were just kids. It was taken about a year after Al was born."

"Your mother is very beautiful. I had no idea you could draw this well." Kain said as he continued to examine the drawing.

Sighing, Ed put his pencil down and locked his hands behind his head as he leaned back in his seat. "Well, if you knew my dad, then you would know that I have to excel in everything to make him happy. He wants me to be the best at everything. You know that he even told me the other day that if I hadn't wasted years on training to be a fighter that I could probably be in my first year of college right now?"

"Is that so? You must be really smart, Edward Elric!" Alex said from his seat.

Ed glanced at him. "Yeah, I guess, but I really just want a chance to act my age."

"It is so sad about your father pushing your education so hard on you." Alex replied morosely.

"So, your dad really doesn't want you to have any free time for yourself?" Kan asked.

Ed sighed and closed his eyes. "At one point he wasn't like this. But after mother died, our family changed. Nothing has been the same since her death. Our family went through so many changes since we lost her."

"Like what?" Kain asked curiously.

The younger boy shook his head. "I really don't want to talk about it right now. I told my friends in Germany after it started to happen and that is when everything began to change among us and caused them to begin to betray me."

"I'm sorry. I can see now that you have trust issues because of everything that happened in Germany." Kain said.

Ed nodded his head. "Coming to Japan is supposed to be a new start for me, for me to forget the last five years in Germany."

"Okay. I won't pressure you about what happened in Germany. But I hope that one day you can trust me enough to tell me." Kain replied before going back to his drawing.

Edward looked over at Kain, focusing so hard on his drawing, then at Alex, who gave him a reassuring grin that made him slightly nervous. He looked down at his portrait with a sad smile as he picked his pencil back up. "Kain, Alex."

The two friends looked back up at Edward, who kept his eyes trained on his drawing. "I hope that one day I can completely trust you to share what is going on in my family from my mom's death. Just please don't badger me about."

Kain and Alex shared looks and nodded their heads. They would make sure that all their friends knew this. If they badgered him, he might not ever trust them enough to talk to them. That wasn't the way to have a good, healthy friendship.

*It's*My*Life*

"Maes, you can't go investigating into Ed's life like we were planning to have you do." Kain said as he sat on the roof with his lunch tray in front of him.

"Why not?" Maes asked, a little edgy as he was still annoyed at Ed.

Kain gulped nervously. It was rare to see Maes even the tiny bit mad. "Well, he told Alex and me in art to not badger him about his life. Something more happened when his mom died and it changed his family. Whatever happened caused his friends to slowly betray him. He said that if he feels he can trust us completely that he will tell us. I think we should just wait for him. He has trust issues at the moment."

Alex nodded his head. "Kain is right. We just need to be friends to him and not betray him in any way, and in time he will tell us himself. He has already begun to tell us some things which means he either trusts us a little or the stuff he told us was irrelevant to him and he didn't feel the need to keep it to himself."

Roy lowered his bottle with a frown. "I hope it's the first one." He looked at Maes. "I think we should wait a little while before doing any investigating on our own."

Maes sighed. "Fine."

Edward pushed open the door, balancing his lunch and messenger bag on one side of his body. He shrugged his strap back up to his shoulder before walking over to his friends. He switched his tray to his left hand so he could let his bag drop to the ground before sitting down himself. "Hey guys."

"Hi Ed. What took you so long?" Rebecca asked.

"Curtis-sensei caught up with me in the hallway. She wanted to know about the forms for the Alchemists. Persistent, she is." Edward mumbled.

"Did you tell her that you might not be joining after all?" Roy asked with an eye roll. "It seems that every day it is you can or can't join. You always have a different reason."

"Oh, hardy har har." Ed retorted. He opened his bag and took two books out. One looked like a journal and the other was a photo book.

Jean raised a brow. "This is what you wanted to show us?"

Ed ignored him as he flipped the photo book open and flipped through it until he found a picture of a family. He put it in the center of the circle of his friends for them to see. "Recognize?"

"That's Dante, the Homunculi's master, and I'm guessing that kid would be Envy." Maes replied with a frown. "Where did you get this?"

"My house." Edward whispered. "I found these just after I moved in." He opened the journal. "This journal was written by….my…my father years ago. If I join the Alchemists, I might be reopening horrible wounds."

"Why? What do these pictures have to do with anything? They are just pictures of Dante and Envy." Roy asked.

Ed shook his head. "Go to the first few pages of that album."

Roy did as instructed and looked at the first picture in it. "I just see a picture of a couple."

"Look at the man. Does he look similar to someone you know?" Edward asked.

Roy scrunched up his brows as he looked at the picture. A frown came over his face as he looked up at Ed then down at the picture again then back at Ed. "It can't be. This man….he looks kind of like you. He even has gold eyes and hair like you. What is going on, Ed?"

"That's my father. I wanted to know Envy's age because I wanted to know how many years were between Dante and my mom."

"What?" Jean asked confused.

"My dad was married to Dante and she got pregnant. My dad left her sometime before the baby was born. The baby was Envy." Edward explained.

Silence came over the friends as they each stared at Edward in shocked disbelief. Ed kept his eyes trained on the journal in his lap. He couldn't face the looks that his friends were giving him. He told them this because he didn't want to keep it a secret and have them somehow find out later and be mad at him for not telling them. By telling them now, it was to be a show of trust and sort of a where to look for help.

"So…so you're saying that Envy is your half-brother?" Roy asked slowly.

Ed nodded his head. "Dante is pregnant with our child. I don't know what to do about this. I can't have a child with her. She is not the woman I truly feel in love with. When I married her, I thought I loved her. But now, after being married to her for eight months, I realize that she is not the one for me. To marry is supposed to be a wonderful experience, but with Dante I just feel trapped and lost." He turned a few pages. "Dante is now five months along in her pregnancy. With each day that goes by, I feel more confined with her. I would just blame it on the hormones, but I've felt like this from a week after I married her. Why did I stay so long? Long enough to get her pregnant? I try to spend more time in the lab so I won't have to be around her. Spending the rest of my life with her and her child seems like hell the more I stay here. I think that I will be divorcing her soon." He turned another page. "I met the most wonderful woman today. Her name is Trisha Elric. She is very beautiful and kind. I don't recall ever meeting a woman more fine than her. When I saw her, she was at the park helping a little child after he fell off the swing. She saw me watching and came over to talk to me. I want to talk to her again. Get to know her more."

"What is this?" Rebecca asked when Edward finished the last entry.

"My dad's journal from when he was married to Dante. I guess he and my mom lived here before moving to Germany. This is where they met." Edward explained.

"Then all of this is true. You are related to the Ouroboros, or at least Envy." Maes replied.

Edward nodded his head. "Dante is in charge of the Homunculi. If I were to join the Alchemists…."

"You would be bringing your father's past forward, revealing it, and causing a lot more trouble for your family, especially if Dante didn't take the divorce well." Heymans finished. He frowned. "And you stole Envy's dad."

"What?" Ed asked confused.

"Well, Envy never got to know his dad because he left before he was born. And your dad loves you." Heymans said slowly with his frown deepening. "And if Envy finds out about this, he'll hate you even more than he already does."

Jean let out a low whistle. "Wow. This is a lot worse than any of us thought."

"What? The situation with Envy or just my whole life in general?" Edward growled.

Jean frowned, pondering the question. "I think both." He answered slowly so as not to make Edward angrier.

Edward groaned and fell onto his back. He stared up at the sky, watching the clouds slowly move along as the world blew. It looked so simple and nice up there, like there wasn't a problem in the world. Why couldn't his life be that easy? Just blowing in the wind.

"Your mother gone, you father taking your social life away, your father trying to set you up, your father always being at work so you have to take care of your brother a lot, and now this situation with Envy and Dante." Riza listed off. She smiled sadly. "And who knows what else you aren't telling us."

Roy slammed the photo album shut and grabbed the journal out of Ed's hands. "I say join the Alchemists." Ed stared at him. "Don't hide from the past, Edward. Go at it, stare it down. Hiding is for cowards. You have to face the past and get passed it already. Don't tell you dad about Dante being involved if you are afraid of him not letting you be involved because of her."

The younger boy winced. Don't tell his father. He couldn't tell his father any of this. It would just get him in a lot of trouble. But Roy did have a point. He shouldn't be running from this. This wasn't his problem. It was his father's problem. Maybe he should face the past, even if it wasn't his past.

"Hey Ed, I was curious. Do you plan to hang out with us when it doesn't include studying?" Kain asked.

Ed blinked and sat up. "Well, yeah. Why?"

Kain shrugged. "Well, you said your father was taking your social life away."

A smirked crossed his face and he stood up. He moved over to the edge of the roof which was surrounded by a metal fence to stare down at the ground. "Yes, he is. But the thing is, he works late hours and Al and Clarice cover for me. So I manage to keep my social life. And since he is so busy now with his new job, I don't have to have so many chemistry lessons with him now."

"You know you just told us two things that we didn't know before." Maes pointed out. "One, who is Clarice? And secondly, chemistry lessons?"

Ed turned around and slid down the metal fence. "My father is a chemist and wants me to follow in his footsteps. He's been teaching me chemistry since I was ten. When Al turned ten he began to teach him too, but he wants me to be the chemist, not Al. Since I'm older, he wants me to be the heir to his lab and everything. He sets aside at least two hours a day and all of Sunday to be with us. And at least one of those hours was just time to teach chemistry to us. Six hours on Sunday was Chemistry lessons."

"I think I can understand how you can get a hundred on one of Curtis-sensei's tests without getting time to study now." Kain said.

Ed nodded his head. "And Clarice is the head maid. She has been there for me since I was a baby, helping my mom take care of me and Al. I guess she learned from my mom since she wants me to be happy and helps me sabotage my dates and helps me hide that I'm hanging with friends from father." He paused and looked at the sky thoughtfully. "Or she would be doing that if I had a lot of friends in Germany that didn't betray me."

"Dude, your dad is…." Jean started.

"He's not all bad." Ed defended. "He did buy me my car."

"You know what that sounds like?" Maes asked.

Ed looked confused. "Not really."

"A bribe to keep you from complaining too much." Maes replied. "A bribe to keep you happy, something that would keep you from realizing how much you are mad at your dad and hate him for doing this to you."

Ed glared at him. "I don't hate my dad. He's done so much for me and loves me. I could never hate him. We have our argument like all kids do with their parents, but that is normal. There is nothing wrong. There are no bribes."

"Denial is not a pretty thing." Jean said.

Ed scoffed at them and looked back at the sky. "I tell you a couple things, and now, all of a sudden, I'm supposed to hate my dad. Idiots."

"So will you be staying in the Alchemists?" Riza asked.

"When is the next meeting?" Ed asked.

"Tomorrow and then there is one Saturday." Vato answered.

Ed nodded his head and stood up. "Then I'll take until the meeting tomorrow to figure out my answer to your question." He grabbed his books out of Roy's hands and shoved them in his bag before throwing it over his shoulder and grabbing his tray off the ground, yelling a good-bye over his shoulder.

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