Disclamer: I do not own FMA, only this crappy story.

Okay, this is a really bad and really short chapter, but I'm posting it to let everyone know that I am, indeed, still alive....
And I REALLY suck at keeping people in character.... especially when I barely know FMA at all....

So, sorry about all the inconsistent flaws in this story = (

Eva woke up to the sound of…

…nothing?

She sat up from where she lay on the floor and looked around. And let out a small gasp of surprise.

It was Ed. He was sleeping. …What? Ed never slept, at least not from what Eva had observed. She slowly crawled over to where he was lying with his back turned to his desk. His face was so peaceful. Her hand moved slowly towards his face, and her fingers began to trace the lines around his cheeks.

Ed flinched and mumbled something. Eva's hand shot back. She held her breath as Ed's face settled back into its original peaceful expression.

Well, since he's asleep… I guess I could do some looking around, find out a bit more about him. Eva stood up and quietly walked over to the desk where all Ed's papers were still scattered. She started shifting through them, looking for somewhere to start. There were so many things on the desk that Eva was getting dizzy. Business reports, receipts of all kinds, financial papers, bank statements, maps…

What's with all this stuff? Why does he seem so... desperate? A blue paper caught Eva's eye before she could contemplate the questions she just thought. It was underneath everything else, so she started to take piece after piece off of the pile. Noticing that she was not even halfway to the blue paper, Eva put her finger on the corner and pushed all the rest of the paper off. A couple sheets feel on the ground, but she didn't notice. The blue paper was face down. Eva didn't breathe as she picked up a corner and…

"Hmm."

Eva's head shot up. Ed had rolled over. His face was now turned towards her and the desk. Eva stared at him for what seemed like an hour. She let out a small sigh of relief that he wasn't awake and looked back down at the desk. Maybe he was dreaming about his past, about something that happened before his memory loss? She started picking up the sheet again. What she saw shocked her to her core.

"What?"

Mark had Hara in his arms before she could even think. The tears weren't stopping, and Hara could almost hear them being absorbed by Mark's green design shirt. She clung to the back of it, and felt him tighten his grip. She tightened even more, not wanting to let go of the single thread of sanity she had left.

Mark shifted slightly.

Oh God. I bet he's going to push me away right now and tell me I owe him the money it's gonna cost to dry clean this expensive piece of popular crap.

Hara's eyes opened wide as she caught herself. SHIT! She pushed away from Mark and toppled the chair she was sitting on over as she scrambled backwards.

What the hell was that!?

"Hara…" Mark stood up and started to walk towards her. Hara ran around the table, trying to put something, if anything, between them. Her face was flushed. What the hell, what the hell, what the hell, what the he--

"Hara, honest, I'm only trying to help."

Hara ran around the next table. Mark followed her. She stared at him with tear-soaked eyes and her feet were planted, ready to take off if he made the slightest move towards her.

"Hara, calm dow-"

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT WITH ME?! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"Hara! Listen to me!! Calm down! I know you're upset over everything that's been happening lately, but just calm down!" Mark reached around the table and grabbed at Hara's wrist.

She swatted it away and ran down the hallway. "GET AWAY FROM ME!!"

Hara glanced back and saw that Mark was starting to run after her. Once she was out the doors of the school, she ran faster, not stopping and not glancing behind her again. She just needed to get away. Away from everyone and everything.

Hara ran until she didn't know where she was. Somewhere in the heart of the city, she assumed, but where? It was dark out. How long had she been running? Endless questions swirled through her head. Where was she going? Why was it raining all of a sudden, as if her mood affected the weather? What was she running from, anyway?

Where was Eva?

Turning into an alley, Hara tripped. She scrapped the ground hard, but couldn't move. She was too worn out, too tired.

Ouch…

Her tears ran down her cheeks, mixing with the rain.

Eva… where the heck did you go?

Hara had no other thoughts as she lost consciousness.

I'm not going to promise that I'll get anything more up until July (summer break). I would say I'm sorry about it, but I've said it enough, I think, already, and I'm sure you guys get tired of hearing it...

So hope you somewhat enjoyed this crappy chapter, and please review 3

Thanks,
~DarkShadow97