Auther's Note: I think I might need to look it over again... I just wanted to get another chapter up before Monday.

Disclaimer: I do not own Edward Elric, though I am working on it.

Maybe I Was Dreaming

I had a fairly good day at work. Even though I arrived almost two hours late, no one seemed to notice. I had started working on another car motor that was no trouble at all. Ben stayed away from me the entire time, I remember I saw him pass me once, speak a simple 'hello, but nothing else. I got a call from Al because he wanted to know if I got in work alright. I told him it all worked out as he said the same to me. I even got the courage to call Ed and see how everything worked out for him. I could tell he wasn't in the mood to talk, but he told me his boss wasn't even in today, so he ended up just sneaking into his office secretly. Plus, Monday's were pay day!

I got home from work around seven at night, to find Al had already fallen asleep on the couch. I softly tip toed to past him shutting off the only lamp in the room.

"G'night, Al." I whispered softly heading to my room and shutting the door behind me. My room wasn't as comfortable as Ed and Al's room it was much smaller, and older, but it was my room, the room I had always owned. I pulled off my shirt and found sweats and a tang top to wear. I slide my hand under my pillow, pulling out a small book I had bought recently. I opened to the second page and began reading. After an hour or so passed, and I was just about to slip under the covers I heard a knock on my door.

"Uh, come in?" I said sitting on the side on my mattress. But the man who opened the door wasn't Al who I thought, but Ed... He was in his boxers, with a black baggy tee shirt that fell off of his flesh shoulder. I watched as he walked over to my mattress and sat on it beside me. He then fell back on his back, folding his arms behind his head resting his eyes. I starred at him curiously, but when I got no response, I broke the silence.

"Hey, Ed." He nodded. "Um, I didn't know you where home already." I said, looking away from him.

"I 'snuck out of work early." He answered stiffly. "I'm tired." I gave him a stern look, but took a deep breath holding back my temper.

"But..." I let another breath out before I continued. "But, what if they find out? You better not lose your job..." I sighed, looking away again. He shrugged as he took in the cool air in my room, slowly letting it back out. I decided not to ask why he was here. It's not like I minded that much- Other then I was about to get into bed. But, still.

"I dunno, Al fell asleep in the middle of my bed, so there wasn't any room." He lied, abbreviating the word 'my', opening his eyes looking at me. I almost snorted, laughing from his statement as I slipped my feet under the covers, and tried to slide under. I turned on my side, my legs folded since he had taken up the rest of the end of the bed. As much I liked his company, I wondered about what he was planning to do, and where his idea of sleeping was tonight.

"Alright. Well, I am kinda in the mood to sleep now..." I stated quietly. I watched him bring his legs up onto the bed as he sat cross legged now at the end of it. He pulled out an alchemy book from behind his back, I hadn't noticed he'd brought when he had first entered the room. He leaned his back up against the wall, (since my bed was next to the wall) opened the book and started to read, just like I had moments before, using the moonlight for light.

"Go ahead." He said, a few moments after opening it. What was he trying to do, he was obviously not leaving, and wanted to stay in the room with me. I wasn't in the mood to argue with him, and besides if I pushed aside the childish way he was acting, his actions were kind of sweet. Maybe this was his way of affection, or something. Or maybe he needed comfort. Or maybe I was just dreaming. I pulled up the blanket over my head and closed my eyes, pretending the room was pitch black, and no one was there but my self. I tried to imagain it was a normal night, nothing out of the ordinary so maybe I could actually become tired. I heard him flip a page in his book, then silently continue to read. I didn't think I was as tired as I felt, but suddenly my eye lids became heavy. I forced them open with my hands, but felt them close again. The room was so dark, and Ed's soft breathing along with the pages moving softly against the hard cover book where so relaxing. I was hidden under the covers, a perfect place to just drift off to sleep...

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