AN: Sorry, I promised this forever ago. This is kind of a short, fluffy chapter that I just put in because I wanted to. But, hopefully, you like it anyway. Thanks to everyone who reviewed!!

Hiromu Arakawa is amazing. Sadly, I am not her, so I don't own these characters.

Chapter 2: 5 AM

"ARRRGHHHHHHHHH!!"

Uh-oh, Riza thought. This early in the morning? That can't be good.

She padded down the hallway and peeked around the doorway into Roy's room. Roy sat at his desk, glaring at his hand. "Shit," he muttered.

Riza waited a few moments then, realizing Roy hadn't noticed her, she took a step forward. "What're you doing?" she asked. Roy looked up quickly.

"Oh, did I wake you up? Sorry." He looked down at his palm again.

"No, I was already awake." She walked behind him and looked over his shoulder. She frowned. "Did you burn your hand?"

"Only a little," Roy replied.

"Wait here," Riza said. She hurried down the hall and grabbed a bandage and a wet towel from the bathroom. She came back and dabbed his hand with the towel.

"I'm fine," Roy muttered, but he didn't make any motion to make her stop.

This was the nature of their relationship. Not friends, not family, not even acquaintances, but something that needed its own category. Something infinitely complicated that neither of them really had an explanation for. She cared about him, he cared about her, neither of them was really the type to show it. People always assumed that because they lived in the same house, they would be close, but really, it was almost the fact that they lived together that pulled them apart. There had been a billion and one opportunities for them to become friends, or more than friends. But every time, the moment disintegrated into awkward silence. It was like there was always a wall between them, short enough for idle chatter to glide over, but too tall for emotions to climb.

"You should be careful," Riza said.

"I am being careful. See, everything's contained in this little metal dish here. If I go like this…" Roy snapped his fingers with his other hand. A flame appeared in the center of the dish.

"Wow," Riza murmured, watching the flame flicker.

*Every smoke detector in a 50 mile radius goes off.*

*Riza's dad wakes up.*

"ROY!! I TOLD YOU TO GO OUTSIDE WHEN YOU DO THAT!!"

Yay, slightly fluffy randomness!! I promise Chapter 3 will have an actual plot. *sweatdrop*

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