Hey all! I've been doing a lot of thinking over the past few days and read over everything that was said about this story and I have decide that I really don't care what one group of people think about what I write. You can never please everyone. I'm sorry for all of you that have an alert on this story and had your inbox flooded with messages. I'm going to finish this story if it kills me.

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"Ed! Get out of the shower! You've been in there for 45 minutes."

"Just 5 more minutes, Al," Ed replied. "Ah, still...feel…unclean." The Fullmetal Alchemist finally got out of the shower 15 minutes later and immediately began to wash his hands over and over.

"What are you DOING?" Al inquired, beginning to worry about his beloved brother.

"I still smell like Colonel Mustang. It's so nasty! I can't believe I did that!"

"Brother, why do you smell like the Colonel?" Ed dried his hands with a sigh and confided the whole story. Needless to say, Al was more than a little freaked. "Ed, I'm sorry but that is really disgusting. Here, go ahead." Al pushed Ed toward the sink and handed him the soap.

Ed sighed, "Thanks Al," and continued to scrub away at his hands.

Ed was ready early the next morning. He hadn't really slept the night before. He had pondered long and hard and decided that he was going to offer a truce in the undeclared war that he and Mustang were fighting. It was all starting to get a little wrong. Edward knocked on the door of Mustang's office and was permitted to enter. Once inside Ed walked straight up to Roy's desk and slammed his palms down on the surface. "I propose a truce!"

"Okay, truce!" Ed stared at the hand the Colonel had extended to initiate a handshake.

"That was too easy! What do you have planned, Mustang?"

Roy sighed and massaged his temples momentarily.

"Fullmetal, it's well worth forgoing revenge never to have to see you in a state of undress EVER AGAIN."

Ed narrowed his eyes quizzically for a bit before offering to shake on their truce. Mustang reached out to shake Ed's hand but stopped midway. Each looked at the other's hand, thought of yesterday's events, and promptly returned his hand to his side. Ed then stalked over to a seat and plopped himself down to wait for Havoc.

The Fullmetal Alchemist remained silent all the way to the club. This would be his third day at this and he was starting to fall into a routine. The day went on smoothly except for when he fell off the stage and jumped back up just in time to avoid being loved just a little too much by his audience. At least no one else had requested a lap dance. That would be a bit of a disaster. Still, it hadn't happened and Ed was grateful.

Unfortunately, things are never simple for Edward Elric. As he neared the end of the day he noticed someone in the back watching him with an odd smile on his face. The man had thinning brown hair and wasn't much taller than Ed. He was too far away for Ed to distinguish much more but he seemed really creepy. Ed made a mental note to discuss what he'd seen with Colonel Mustang. Could this be the guy?

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Sorry this is so short. It's finals week and I have a lot to do. Yes, the guy's name is Eugene. I've been waiting the reveal that since I outlined this in the Fall. Teeheeheehee! It's such a silly name for a villain! I'm so loopy right now!