Bump.

I'm trying less random, more plot. And my writing style is getting more descriptive. I just had the sudden urge to write more descriptivly after reading a conanxai/shinichixshino fic. It's called 'Ai Edogawa'. It's really good, so I guess I based some of the writing here from that story.

(I'm leavining that part up...just so that I can go and check out that fic again...)

~ 4 Fun ~

Ed: I don't like wearing dresses.

Me: Deal with it.

Roy: Do you like miniskirts?

Ed: NO!!

Al: Deal with it.

Ed: T__T

Chocolate Cupcakes

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"Dammit, what is it this time?!" Ed scowled as he kicked the door open with his foot. Not that he didn't enjoy being with Roy, but this was getting pretty annoying.

"Sorry, but you can't blame me for this." Roy answered and pointed to Riza. She held a small, black suitcase which told Ed that this was something important.

He walked until he was in front of her and raised an eyebrow. "What's this all about?"

Riza took a deep breath and began. "This will take a long time, so please take a seat."

Ed nodded and sat down.

She cleared her throat and began to open the suitcase. "Even though you are already femenine, looking like a girl is still going to be tough because you're still a boy, no matter how you put it."

Ed clenched his fist and stood up. "I am not feminine!"

Roy sighed. If he's not going to admit that he's short, why even bother? "Just skip the first part, Fullmetal. It won't really matter anyways because you'll still need to do it."

Ed turned to him. All his anger seemed to drain away. "Do…what?"

"You'll find out." Roy replied in a creepy voice.

"Anyways," Riza shot him a glare, "We're pretty lucky that the military's new scientific invention came out just yesterday. It's perfect for your mission."

Ed eyed a rectangular box made out of plastic. Riza opened it and took a small object out.

He narrowed his eyes a bit. "Is that…a pill?"

"In a way…yes." Roy commented before turning around and snickering loudly behind his desk.

Ed raised his eyebrow and turned his attention back to Riza.

"What's so special about it?" he asked as he examined it closer. It had a smooth surface and was about the size of a normal pill. Half of a side was a layer of green while the other was white. It had some small words printed on it.

"This is a pill that is used to restructure in a scientifically accurate amount of time a male's body into a somewhat similar type that females acquire without actually having to change certain parts." Riza said.

"Say wha—?" he asked.

Roy jumped out of his desk and stood beside Riza. "Basically, this turns you into a girl." He shoved the pill into his face.

"YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!" Ed shrieked and almost yanked Roy's head off.

"Please Edward, all this does is make your eyelashes longer, hair grow about four inches, and make your arms and legs a little thinner and smoother instead of having all that muscle. It also adds a suitable voice so that you'd sound more like a girl." Riza tried to calm him down.

Roy smirked. "And add in some female hormones so you'd actually act more like a girl, not just look like one."

Ed looked at them like they were crazy. Cross dressing was already over the line but now they've taken it to a whole new level.

"It's guaranteed to wear off after a period of time. This one was designed especially for your mission."

"I don't care if you kick me out of the military, I am NOT going to do this!" he yelled and tried to scramble to the door.

Roy thought for a moment and his smirk grew even wider. "Edward…" he whispered in a sexy tone. "Could you do it for me?" he leaned closer.

Ed's eyes widened. He could feel his face getting warm and his heart beating faster. "S-Stop what are you doing..?"

He didn't get to finish because Roy closed his eyes and pressed their lips together in an instant. Ed was shocked at first, but then found himself kissing back shyly.

They pulled back after awhile to focus on breathing.

"So, is that a yes?" Roy asked.

"I've only got one thing to say." Ed huffed.

Riza and Roy waited silentely. Roy could feel the tense air around them growing thicker and slower. Until finally—

"Do I get to keep any of my man parts?" Ed asked.

"…"

They both sweatdropped and nodded.

Roy handed him a glass of water as the teenager plopped the pill into his mouth. He then grabbed the water and gulped the whole glass down with the pill. "Man…this tastes like crap!"

Ed placed the cup back down and looked at Riza. "So how long is this going to take to put into effect?"

Riza checked her watch. "About 20 minutes tops."

Ed sighed and stared at the floor. "I'm going to miss this body…"

Roy walked over and sat down next to him. "Hey, you're not the only one."

Ed blinked and tried to hide a small faint blush. Riza cleared her throat. "Besides, it's only temporary. And you might even like the way it changes afterwards."

Ed nodded in agreement and rested his head down of Roy's shoulder. For once, he didn't mind.

Winry was called into the office after that. Or Al had to drag her out of the room if you want to be specific. "Why am I here?" Winry asked puzzled. "Isn't Ed supposed to be doing all the missions and paperwork?"

"I don't have any paperwork. Apparently, the paperwork fairy likes Roy a lot." Ed said. Roy walked behind him and pinched his cheeks. "What was that?" he said clenching his teeth.

Ed laughed nervously. "Err…I meant he doesn't believe in the tooth fairly…?"

Roy let go, "Good enough." Ed crossed his arms stubbornly and cursed under his breath.

Winry's eye twitched. There they are again…acting all cute and stuff…

Ed then turned to Winry. Winry jumped back, a little surprised.

"Winry, there's something that I have to tell you that might scar you for life. So…ready?" Ed told her casually.

"Don't worry, he's overreacting." Roy assured her after looking at her expression. "But then again…" he muttered.

Ed shot him a death glare and continued. "Um…I don't know how to say this but…"

Ed looked down in embarrassment. "Tell her, Al."

Al pointed to himself. "Me? Why me?"

"Just do it!"

"You're not the boss of me." He said quickly.

"Alphonse! Pleeease!!" Ed gave him a sad face.

"No!" Al protested. "You didn't let me keep Fluffy! This is revenge!"

"Please with a cherry on top?! With Chocolate syrup, rainbow sprinkles, strawberry juice, banana yogurt, two drops of lime juice, eight different colors of fat whip cream, plus oreo crumbs, double choco-chocolate brownie slices with chocolate chips, and almonds?!""

There was a pause.

"I don't even know if you know what we're talking about, but that sounds delicious!" Al squealed.

Ed gave in and groaned. "Al….Fluffy ran away remember?! I didn't do anything!!"

"Fluffy!" he snapped.

"But—!"

"REVEEEENGE!"

Everyone backed away slowly.

"Fine, how about I treat you to one of those super mega ultra gigantic sundae…um this Sunday?" Ed tried.

"Hm…you're forgetting that I can't eat in this armor."

"I can pour it down your head if you want." Ed grinned.

Al gave him the 'stop-joking-and-don't-you-dare-continue-because-I'm-way-more-mature-and-taller-than-you-are' look.

Ed sighed. "Fine, then I'll eat it for you, happy?"

"BROTHER!"

Roy slapped his forehead and sighed. "Arg! We don't have all day!" he stepped forward and whispered something in Winry's ear.

"So you're mainly going to help him buy some girl clothes at the mall today understand?" Roy said.

Winry's expression was still blank as a piece of paper. No one could tell what she was going to do next.

Ed tugged tightly on Roy's sleeve. Roy took no notice and stared at the blonde in front of him. Al was just…kind of there.

"Could you excuse me for a second." Winry said and walked out of the room. The door slamed loudly and Winry bursted into laughter. They could hear her from the other side of the wall.

Ed opened the door a tiny bit and peaked out. "Done?" he asked.

"No." she replied and continued to roll on the ground, hitting the floor with her fist while laughing.

After ten minutes, Winry finally opened the door and closed it like nothing happened.

She cleared her throat loudly. "Okay, I'm done."

"S-Scary…" Roy whispered to Riza.

Ed fake coughed a little and asked, "So…Winry. Will you do it?" Everybody stared at her again.

Winry forced a fake smile. "Sorry, but I'm not sure I can." She said sweetly. Ed's face fell and looked at Riza.

"Well, there's always an alternative." Riza suggested. "The colonial can go with you. Even though he is a man, he's dated lots of girls so he should have a sense of what they're wearing these days."

Ed ears perked up. "Really? Seriously?" he exclaimed excitedly. Ed blinked. "Err…I mean, really…seriously?" he said in an irritated tone.

"Okay then, lets go Roy!" he grabbed Roy's arm and headed for the door. Only to be blocked by Winry.

"Hold it, hold it!!" Winry said sharply. She put her hands on her hips and glared straight at them. "Just where do you think you're going?"

"The mall?" Ed answered lamely.

"Fine, then I'm coming with you!" She pulled the edge of Ed's shirt towards her, making him lose grip of Roy's arm.

Roy could feel himself losing his temper inside. She is so dead…

Ed walked with great discomfort. "But I thought you said—"

"Forget what I said!!" she smiled and charged forward. "C'mon, I'll lend you one of my outfits when we get back to your dorm."

Ed's eyes widened. "Why would you lend me one of your outfits?"

Winry laughed. "You must be joking! Don't you know that by the time you get there, you'll look like a girl? People will recognize you if you're dressed like that." She teased.

"Oh, you've got a point there.." Ed admitted. Then he stopped walking. "Wait...just what kind of clothes do you have in that suitcase…?" He asked nervously, remembering all the frizzy pink dresses that she owned.

"Are you thinking that I'm going to let you wear one of my pink frizzy dresses?" Winry guessed sarcastically.

"Um…no. Of course not! W-why would I think that…?" he lied.

When they got to the room, Winry scrambled inside and nearly attacked her suitcase. Seconds later, different colored clothes were flinging out from the suitcase everywhere. Some landed on top of the bed, some hung from the chairs, and one landed on Ed's head.

"DAH I CAN'T SEE!" Ed yelled and ran around the room, crashing into things. That is, until he bumped into Roy. Roy smirked and took it off of him. He crouched down so that they could meet each other eye to eye. "I think you're voice has started to change, Ed."

"Huh…" Ed raised his eyebrow. "It does sound kind of higher. More feminine." Roy grinned. "That means that it's working!"

Ed pushed Roy away and folded his arms. "Winry, did you find one yet?" He called.

Winry kept rummaging through her suitcase furiously. "Damn…I think I packed it somewhere on the bottom…"

After a few more minutes of flying clothes, Winry finally exclaimed, "Yes, here it is!"

She took it out gently and showed it to Ed and Roy. "It's my favorite orange tank top! And these are some casual jeans to go under." She mumbled as she took out a pair of sandals. "And these cute, white sandals. I never leave home without them."

Ed examined the clothes in Winry's hands. They were okay. He expected something totally embarrassing like oh…say a FRIZY PINK DRESS maybe? But the tank top was a little small. It looked pretty tight and revealing.

"Winry…that top. It's kind of…" but before he could finish, Winry threw a silk, white scarf at him. "That matches the sandals. And oh, I think I packed a white hair band in here somewhere."

Ed looked at Roy and shrugged. Oh well…I guess this'll be alright.

Roy sighed, looking at the clothes that Winry chose. Mostly at the jeans.

"What wrong?" Ed asked concerned.

Roy blinked and frowned. "Well…I just don't like the jeans very much." He blushed and hung his head down. "I was kind of hoping that she's chose a miniskirt."

Ed flinched and his face reddened. "Pervert." He muttered.

Winry then pushed Ed with all her energy into the bathroom. "H-hey, what are doing? Don't tell me you're going to put make up on me! I am not going through that again!" he tried desperately to escape. But Winry managed to get him in there quickly before he complains again.

She slammed the door shut once he was in there and heard the doorknob tightly. "Get into those clothes first and then we'll see if it's right for you." She called. Complaints were heard from the other side.

Roy sighed and took a seat on one of the beds. The mattress was quite soft. He had to admit that the military gave better quality then expected. He sniffed the air and recognized Ed's scent. It was all over the bed. He relaxed and enjoyed the moment. This is probably the only chance he'll ever get in his lifetime, why waste it?

He took an apple from the bedside and started eating it. It was really juicy and sweet. He smiled to himself. It reminded him of Ed, hardcore on the outside, but sweet on the inside.

"I'm done!" Ed yelled in his new voice. He stepped out of the room to show everyone.

Roy chocked on his apple.

His eyes were never so shocked before. Roy slapped himself mentally before his mind went blank. I hope I don't get a nosebleed after this…

Even Winry gaped a little. She didn't say anything but examined him from top to bottom. Wow…I think he's prettier than me…

While Winry and Roy continued to…have inner conversations with their thoughts, Ed looked at his reflection on the mirror.

His shoulders were less broad and his arms were both less muscular. Just like Riza said.. Ed thought. Then he realized that his chest seems empty. What am I going to do about the breasts…? He put his hand on his chin and began thinking. He ran inside the bathroom and opened a box full of cotton. "Yeah, this should do it…" he said to himself.

He walked out once again, only to have two eyes on him again. He shook his head of disapproval and sighed. "There's something missing…but I just can't seem to tell." He said as he sat besides Roy.

"Hm…oh right, the hair!" he exclaimed. "I need to change my braid into something that girls often tie their hair up in." He looked at Winry.

"So, what do you think I should do?" he asked.

She pondered for a moment, imagining Ed with long hair, two ponytails, curvy hair, lots more. "One ponytail." She answered. "It's simple and original, but it looks good."

"Kay." Ed replied and went to get that white hair band Winry was talking about earlier.

He returned with a brush in his hands. He eyed Roy for a long time and finally got up and asked. "Could you um…" he shifted nervously. "…brush my hair for me, p-please?"

"Loved to!" Roy said happily.

Winry could feel jealousy controlling her hormones. "Can I do it for you?" she blurted out.

Ed and Roy stared at her.

"No, it's okay. I'll do it." Roy said.

"I insist." Winry said politely through her clenched teeth.

"He asked me first!"

Ed coughed loudly to stop the 'friendly' argument they were having. "If you want, you can both brush my hair..."

Winry and Roy each gave each other death glares before nodding. Ed could feel the tension in the room.

"Here Winry." He tossed her another brush while Roy picked up the one on his lap. Ed took the hair band out and let his braid slowly spread apart. "Hm…I think my hair just grew longer."

Roy and Winry each took one side and started to stroke it gently. Winry tried to get all the tangles and messiness out using her brush. Roy stared at it and wished he could be brushing it with his hands.

Oh well, it's worth a try… he thought and lifted his hand to stroke the blond hair. It was so smooth and soft like silk. His finger tickled at the feeling.

"Who's doing it on the left side?" Ed asked.

"Uhh…me?" Roy answered nervously.

"It feels good…can you keep doing it?"

Roy smirked. "Sure." Ed could sense the smirk in his voice. But continued to look straight forward.

Point one for Roy.

When they were done, Ed looked…nothing like Ed. Who knew just a change in clothes and a pill could change a person so much? Mostly the pill did it.

Ed tied his hair up in a ponytail and flattened his shirt. He looked at the mirror one last time before grabbing the shopping spree he won and heading out the door. They were off to the mall.

While for Roy and Winry, the mall stands for another battleground for their war. Winry was thinking of putting Al in charge of keeping track of the scores.

Let the war begin.

Back in Roy's office, Al felt a strange sense of disturbance. "Something wrong, Alphonse?" Riza asked.

"It's…nothing. I just feel like there's some sort of a war going on and one of the people who's involved wants me to keep score..."

Riza stared at him like he was insane.

END CHAPTER

A/N: ...I'd really hate to be a beta. Seriously.