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Mustang sighed, as he watched the, still, shell shocked girl get dragged from the room, by his first Lieutenant's grandfather. Why did he let himself get talked into these things? Oh yeah, he was ordered to. He pulled out a blank piece of paper and made a list of the alchemist that owed him a favor. It gave him an excuse not to do his paper work. Let's see there was Armstrong, Tucker, Marcoh, and the Elric brothers. Tucker had a child but Mustang wasn't going to trust him with another woman. Armstrong was a little over baring, he doubted Alix would be able to deal with him for a month. He'd have to find Marcoh before Mustang could ask for him to teach anyone. That left him and the Elric brothers. Mustang currently wasn't going to teach the girl. The Elric brothers would have to report in before he could ask anything, or better yet order anything.

Mustang was sure he was going to have to teach Alix when the phone rang. "Hey Colonel. We just finished up in Youswell, the government should really keep a better eye on these out on the boarder towns." came the young voice of the Full metal Alchemist.

"I'm going to guess you have an interesting report to give me?" Mustang said, a large smile spread over his face, what perfect timing.

"You could say that. Oh! You might want to get a new Lieutenant out here, the other one kind of got over ruled," there was a hint of laughter in his voice.

"All right Fullmetal. Now I want you to come to East city on the ten o'clock train." Mustang could picture what happened next in his head, his grin widened in anticipation.

Fullmetal's jaw dropped, "WHAT!!!" He yelled into the phone, "We were going to follow another philosopher lead! Besides that train leaves in just a few minutes!"

"Then I suggest you stop arguing with my orders, and catch that train." Mustang hung up before Fullmetal could argue further.

Edward Elric glared angry at the phone before running past his brother, yelling at him to hurry up. The confused Alphonse jogged after his brother. Ed quickly bought a ticket and ran after the train they were going to take. Thankfully, Youswell only had one track, and few people came here on holiday. Ed and Al pulled themselves onto the train at a run and then found their seats after showing their tickets to the conductor. It was going to be a long twelve hour trip up to East City because of a whim on Colonel Mustang's part. At least that's what Ed kept saying as they speed towards East City.

I slept past Riza waking up, taking a shower, making coffee, and leaving for work. Which was amazing, considering I normally woke up at the sound of a pen drop. I was however up before Grumman, and before nine. I took a shower taking enjoyment in the hot water. My back was healing nicely, there were some scabs but it would be gone soon. Grumman was up when I came out. He was already clean and dressed, I guessed there was another bathroom in the house. I put on the same clothes I'd been wearing for the past three days. I didn't have anything else since someone, not naming names, cough Mustang cough cough, took my bag.

Grumman took me out to have breakfast before I could get coffee, and then took me to the office. I sat in the corner watching Mustang work through one paper load after another, under Hawkeye's gun point, until almost noon. Which is about when a short blond boy walked into the office, with an extremely upset look on his face. He was in full black, the only color he wore was a red hooded coat. I felt an urge to call him Little Red Riding Hood. A Large person in a suit of armor came in behind him, "Big Brother, Please, calm down."

"Mustang! Why! The! Hell! Did! You! Drag! ME! The! Fuck! Up! Here?!" He yelled storming strait up to Mustang's desk and pounded it once before standing in front of it and breathing heavily. Damn, he had a bigger toilet mouth then me.

"You're late Fullmetal," Mustang didn't even flinch.

"I'm sorry, your majesty," He said Sarcasm dripping for his tongue. "Our train just had to run into some problems on our way up here. I HAD TO PAY AN EXTRA THOUSAND TO GET UP HERE THIS FAST!!!!"

"Brother, Please… enough…" Said the suit.

"Edward, Alphonse, I'd you both to meet Alix Dalka Hesperus, the granddaughter of the most decorated Alchemist in history, the Flying Alchemist, and your new student." Mustang told him.

"WHAT?!" The three of us yelled at the same time.

Mustang smiled, "You heard me."

"I'm not teaching any girl!" the blond boy yelled in Mustang's face.

I stood up and walked up next Mustang, "Really is there something with girls?" I said sweetly, as I placed my hands on Mustang's desk, "Is there something so wrong with teaching me? After all I'm a girl. Five hundred Yen say there's no way you could be me in a hand to hand match." My voice was, scary, icy.

The Blond kid smiled, "Deal."

"No Alchemy." I added, remembering what he was supposed to teach me.

"What?" He yelled.

"Well, if you were allowed to use alchemy it would be unfair. If you're supposed to be my teacher don't you think I would be learning alchemy?" I put my sweet and sour smile back on. "There for it only fair if neither of us uses alchemy. Oh, and another thing. If I win you teach me, no complaining."

"And if I win," He smiled back.

"Mustang will pay you for what you lost getting here and the five hundred."

Mustang had been enjoying this until now, "I'll do what?"

I turn a slightly evil glare on Mustang that rivaled any I'd seen from Hawkeye. "You heard me…"

"Don't worry Dalka," Said Grumman, "I'll pay for it."

I thanked him and turned to the Blond, "What do you say, Blondie."

"What Did You CALL ME!!" He yelled, "So short I can't be seen?!"

"Relax kid, I called you Blond." I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms.

"Oh… You've got a deal." His personality changed amazingly quickly, "Bring it on."

I turned on Mustang again, "Where is there a dojo?"

"I can't get you a dojo, but I'm sure you can use the gym." He said enjoying our argument again. He led us to the gym, the entire office following after hearing our yelling. The blond kid didn't take of his coat, and I was already ready my hair pulled back and out of the way. We both took defensive stances. We'd decided Riza was the only one who could call it, being the only one who hadn't placed any bets.

Riza held up a hand, "Begin!" She yelled, bringing it down.

He turned into a fiery of motion. He ran at me coming in with a high right, I used his motion against him slamming him into the mat. His arm felt odd. He rolled over and charged me again, attacking with the same hand. I used his motion again, this time removing him of his sleeve, two sleeves really. His arm was metal. I stared in shock.

"What's wrong?" The blond kid asked, "Never seen Auto-mail?" He pulled off his red coat and the black one underneath.

"Actually, I'd never even seen Alchemy performed until two days ago." I told him, my train refusing to allow me to attack him before he could defend himself.

He looked at me in shock now, "Where have you been living? Under a rock?"

"Maybe," I charged him this time. I raised my fist as though to attack him, and instead came in with a roundhouse kick. It landed in his stomach and I backed of dancing around him. I felt like this fight was unfair, since I was a good two feet taller then him, but he was fast. I'm not sure which of us was faster. I danced forward as the blond doubled over figure started to stand up, and I back fisted him. He caught my wrist and smiled, I pivoted and hook kicked him, and landing it in the back of his head. I danced away yet again and let the blond come in for the attack.

The blond came in for a punch, I dodged. He kicked. I leaned over backwards placing a less then kind kick in his crouch. He doubled over and went to his knees. "That wasn't fair," he squeaked.

"'All's fair in love and war.' Do you submit?" I looked down on him, but kept my distance.

"NEVER!!!" He yelled and charged, I saw the stab he was going for. I blocked it, and tried to round kick him. He blocked with his metal arm. I was going in too hard, and too fast to slow down or feather my kick.

We both heard the sickening crack as the high part of my shin connected with his arm. I bit my lip and jumped. I did an odd spin and hooked the back of his head again before I landed on my other foot. There was another sickening crack, and I blacked out.

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