Chapter 6: The Teacher

Edward's eyes slowly opened, he was laying on something soft. It was different than the feeling of his quilts on the hardwood floor of his attic, it was a bed. He rolled over and blinked a few times to register what the black blob next to him was. Roy.

"Wha- Holy-!" He yelled, jumping as far away as he could without falling off of the bed. He looked around quickly, he knew those walls, that bookshelf. The room was light, it must be morning. He was in his room. Roy's room...whatever it is.
"What happened?" He said loudly, feeling dizzy and not really sure what was happening.

Roy stood up.

"You collapsed, I was worried, I didn't want to ditch you in the attic..." He said.

"Hmph. Why the hell do you care, Mustang? Im dead remember, It's like Im not even here, I can't die again, baka. It's none of your business" Ed snapped.

Roy looked hurt for a flicker of a moment, then turned to Edward and said with a stern face;

"But you can disappear, can't you? You can't die again but you can go away, your spirit can leave, can't it? I read some of your notes, it has information on things like that."

Ed looked surprised, but it soon turned to anger.

"It's none of your business whats in my notes, so just lay off!" He glared at Roy for a minute.

"Do you know why you passed out?" Roy said all of a sudden.

"No." Ed lied quickly. There was no way Mustang was getting involved in all of this.

"You know more than you're letting on, I know you do. Just tell me."

"I have to go." Ed said, ignoring the question, and then walked out the door.

Roy growled. "Fine...be that way." He laid back on his bed, staring at the ceiling.

There was a knock on the door.

"Son, are you in here?" His fathers voice came, and he walked in the room. Roy said nothing.

"I heard you talking just now." He said.

Roy remained silent.

"Were you talking to that ghost-boy?"

Roy blinked slowly.

"His name is Edward." Was all he said.

"Well you know, your mother and I were talking..."

Nothing ever good came from that. NOTHING.

"And we think you should consider seeing a therapist."

Ding Ding Ding.

"Get out." Roy said, with a sharp quiet-ness to his voice.

"Excuse me?"

"I said get out. You people are scared because you've never seen anything like this before. Wasn't in your parenting books, was it? Whats the first thing you do? You send me to see a therapist because you think Im loony as a toonie. You can't stand to see one of your sons different from the others, and you don't know how to deal with it. Now get out of my room." The low tone in his voice never wavered.

"Son-"

"Out." He cut him off, and his father did as he said.

Roy sat up and quietly beat his head off of his bed post.

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Roy finished supper, and there was no Ed to be seen. Actually, he hadn't seen him since that morning.

Roy climbed up the stairs to the attic, and just as he put his hand on the trapdoor, he heard Edward speaking. The trapdoor muffled most of it out, but he definately heard

"-give me more time, I can. I just-" But he stopped, like he was being cut off.

Roy knocked on the door, making Ed jump violently.

"Jesus Christ, what do you want now!?" He yelled, spinning around.

"Someone's in a good mood today." Roy said with a smirk. "Nothing in particular." He said, answering Ed's question. "I just havn't seen you all day."

"So?" Ed snapped back. Roy just shrugged.

"You can talk to me whenever you want." Roy said out of nowhere. "You know that, right?"

Ed blinked in surprise and looked away.

"Y-Yeah..." He mumbled.

"Ok." Roy shrugged again. "I just wanted you to know that."

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One Week Later

Edward's appearance became less and less, but Roy insisted on going up to see him at least once a day. Sometimes he could hear Ed talking, but to who or what he didn't know. And to make things worse, It was Roy's first day of school.

The bus picked him up at 7:15, so (of course) He was up at 7:00. Strict schedule:

Shower, get dressed, food, hair, out the door. Back to the house, grabbed his backpack and then back to the bus-stop. He'd asked Ed if he'd come with him to school, but Ed just flat out said 'No' and when asked why, he just gave a string of random excuses. Roy was beginning to get worried.

But he was even more worried about how long this busride was. An hour long. He had to get in a bus for an HOUR everyday just to get to his school. Something was wrong here...

When he got to school the first bell rang just as he got off the bus.

Now he had to find his classroom in five minutes.

Five? Try fifteen.

He knocked on the door and walked in.

A tall (I mean TALL) man with a beard sat at the desk. Mr. Bennet, he thought his name was.

"Roy Mustang?" He asked, Roy nodded.

"You're late." He said with a loud, booming voice that filled the classroom.

"Well, It's my first day here-" He started.

"Well considering I've never seen you in my classroom before, thats a bit of a stupid comment." The teacher cut him off.

Roy cleared his throat.

"Excuse me. It's my first day here, so I didn't know where the classroom was." He finished.

"You should have been trying harder. There is an office, you know."

"How am I supposed to know where the office is?" Roy said quickly.

"They're always by the door, duh."

No way his teacher just 'duh'-ed him. No fucking way.

Roy narrowed his eyes.

"Well I would, but there are about five doors!" He said, getting agitated.

"Don't you give me attitude, boy." Mr. Bennet stood up, towering an amazing 6' 2'' over Roy.

Roy forced himself to calm down.

"Im sorry, but there were too many doors. I didn't know, considering this is my first day."

"You should have tried all of them, then. Sit down." Mr. Bennet's voice boomed.

Roy looked at him like he was crazy (which he probably was).

"By the time I checked all the doors, I'd be just as late as I-"

"Sit. Down." Mr. Bennet raised his voice, if that were possible.

Roy could do nothing but do as he was told. He took an empty desk near the back of the classroom.

There was no way he was putting up with this.

This was not good.

This was definitely not good.

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If any of you are wondering where Mr. Bennet or the random and craziness is from, he's a teacher at my school. That's really what he's like, and he's really done that before. He told one of my friends off for smiling too much, I swear on Edo-kun himself. He's so frustrating, I swear one of these days im gunna turn around and kick him in the face. (If I could reach...actually Im about the same height as Ed is...So I doubt that would work out. AH! I'VE SPOKEN TOO MUCH! Youll never find out how old I am now! Because Im NOT SHORT!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Just slightly insane O.o. REVIEW. I had happy tears this morning because I got 19 reviews. Whats going on with Ed, and why won't he tell Roy whats going on? He knows more than he's letting on, but what exactly does he know? TUNE IN NEXT WEEK AND FIND OUT!

(Im sorry, Im batman fan, honestly...)