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Fullmetal Alchemist: Conspiracy

Fullmetal Alchemist quote:

"There was once a hero who flew too close to the sun. His wings of wax fell apart and he plummeted to the Earth…."- Edward Elric

"Talking"

Thoughts

Chapter 7: The Fullmetal Alchemist

"Al, I'm back!" Edward called when he entered his and Al's hotel room. He threw his keys onto the small table by the door and took his coat and jacket off, throwing them on the coat rack and kicked his boots off. "Did you make dinner?"

Al came out of the kitchen to see his brother. "Yeah. It will be done in a little while. How did the exam go?"

Edward chuckled. "Um…it was interesting. The second part was the interview which was easy enough to past. And the last part was the practical. I got um…..disqualified at the practical part. You should have soon the face of the guy who was yelling at me and saying I was disqualified. It was so funny."

The little brother sighed. "What did you do to get disqualified?"

"I may have made a spear and threw it at the Fuhrer's head. I aimed it over his head so it wouldn't hit him. The Fuhrer said that I had a lot of guts to throw it at him. He didn't seem to care that much. He is really strange. At least I don't have to become a dog of the military now." Edward replied.

"Is that all you care about? Do you have any idea of how much trouble you could get in for doing that?" Al scolded.

Edward laughed. "If I was going to get in trouble I wouldn't be here right now."

Al threw his hands into air. "I don't know how I'm going to live with a brother like you." Edward pouted at his brother. "But I love you the way you are. Life wouldn't be interesting if you weren't like this."

Ed grinned at his brother.

The next day, a loud knock at the door woke Edward and Al up. "Who the hell comes to visit someone unannounced at eight in the morning?" Edward grumbled as he got out of bed. His hair was out of its braid and was flowing freely. The only thing he was wearing was his boxers as he stomped to the door angrily. Al just sighed and went back to his room to get dressed when he saw his brother was going to answer the door.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?" Edward yelled as he opened the door. He paused when he saw who was on the other side of the door. Hawkeye, Havoc, Hughes, and Breda were standing there. They looked kind of shocked at the outburst.

"BROTHER, DON'T YELL AT THE GUESTS!" Al yelled out towards his brother from his room.

"Yeah. Yeah." Edward said nonchalantly. "So, First Lieutenant, what do you guys need?"

Hawkeye smiled. "Did we wake you up?"

"Yes." Edward grumbled.

Havoc pushed his cigarette to the side of his mouth so he could speak. "Why don't you go get dressed before we talk?"

Edward nodded his head. He looked at them with narrowed, annoyed eyes. "You guys can come inside, I guess." He moved to let them in. When they were all in he closed the door and went to his room, while the officers sat down in the living room.

As he was getting dressed in his room, Al entered the room dressed in navy blue shorts that reached his knees and a white muscle shirt with a red button shirt that he left unbuttoned. "Hey brother, who was at the door?"

"Military personal." Edward answered as he pulled his black pants on.

"What do they want?" Al asked.

Edward shrugged his shoulders. He pulled on a black tank top and his black jacket. "I don't know."

Al crossed his arms. "Maybe because you threw a spear at the Fuhrer's head yesterday."

"They can't take a prank." Edward said as he pulled his gloves on.

Al rolled his eyes at his brother. "That was a horrible prank. What do you want for breakfast?"

"Don't worry about that. It's my day to cook, Al." Edward replied.

"You'll be busy talking to the military personal. I'll make breakfast." Al answered. "So will eggs and bacon be fine?"

Ed sat on his bed and grabbed his brush and a hair tie. "Fine."

Al nodded his head and left his brother's room. He walked into the living room and saw the military personal sitting waiting for his brother.

Hawkeye looked at Al when he entered the room. "Good morning, Al."

"Morning First Lieutenant, Havoc, Hughes, Breda." Al greeted, then entered the kitchen to start making breakfast.

When Ed finished braiding his hair he left his bedroom and went to the living room. "Now, what do you guys need?"

"You threw a spear at the Fuhrer's head. What do you think we need?" Hawkeye asked.

Havoc grinned at Ed. "When the Colonel told us what you did he was laughing his ass off. I agree with him. It sounded hilarious. But I think you are in a lot of trouble with the Fuhrer. He was the one who asked us to come here and get you."

"See what you do, brother!" Al yelled out to his brother. "You're going to get into a lot of trouble now."

Edward grinned. "What's life without a little risk, little brother?"

"A good life." Al answered.

"More like a boring life." Edward replied.

Hawkeye shook her head. "Enough of this, Ed. We need to get back to Central Headquarters."

Al peeked his head out of the kitchen. "Oh no. He's not going anywhere until he eats breakfast."

"Yeah. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day." Edward added. He went into the kitchen and sat at the table with his brother and started to eat breakfast.

Hawkeye sighed in annoyance.

Hughes looked towards Hawkeye. "He has a point you know."

Hawkeye pulled her gun out and shot at Hughes. "We don't have time for this. We were suppose to be back at headquarters by nine. And it's already eight thirty."

"First Lieutenant, no shooting inside our apartment. We don't want bullet holes all over the place." Edward yelled out at Hawkeye.

Hawkeye put her gun away. "Sorry Ed."

Havoc, Hughes, and Breda looked at her shocked. "Did you just apologize?" Havoc asked.

"Why are you so shocked by that?" Hawkeye asked calmly.

"You never apologize." Breda answered.

Hawkeye crossed her arms. "I've never had a reason to apologize."

"Yes, you have. You've just refused to apologize." Havoc argued.

Edward and Al came out of the kitchen and went down the hallway.

Hawkeye stood up and started pacing. "We're going to be late."

"I don't think Ed cares about being late. I think he wants to be late." Hughes replied. "He's a troublemaker. It's something he would do."

When Edward came back to the living room he put his boots and coat on then turned to the officers. "Okay, I'm ready to go."

The officers nodded their heads and left the apartment. Edward grabbed his keys off the small table by the door. "Hey Al, I'm leaving. I'll see ya later."

"Only if they don't decide to throw you in jail." Al replied as he came back into the living room.

Edward only laughed as he left.

At Central Headquarters, Edward followed the military officers to the Fuhrer's office. Along the way military officers gave him strange, angry or annoyed glances. "People here have no sense of humor." Edward growled.

"The Colonel does and so do I." Havoc said.

"Me too." Breda replied. "In fact everyone in Mustang's crew does, except maybe Hawkeye."

Hawkeye smirked and reached for her gun. "What was that, Breda?"

Breda started to sweat. "Nothing ma'am."

Edward laughed. "Hawkeye, I love you. You're just so great at torturing them."

Hawkeye smiled kindly at Edward. "Thank you, Edward."

"Evil." Havoc whispered to Breda and Hughes while pointing at Edward. They both nodded their heads in agreement.

When they got to the Fuhrer's office, the four officers were dismissed while Edward went into the Fuhrer's office. He was met with the sight of the Fuhrer, Colonel Mustang, General Grumman, General Halcrow, and a few other high ranking officers. The Fuhrer, Grumman, and Mustang were the only ones not glaring at Ed.

"Wow. You guys sure are stiff." Edward said.

"This is no joking matter, you….." One of the officers started.

The Fuhrer smiled. "Quiet. There was no harm done."

"But sir, he….." The officer started again.

The Fuhrer waved his hand in a dismissing manner at him. "Elric was just showing that he had guts. He would never kill the Fuhrer at a State Alchemist Exam in front of all those officers. He is smarter than that. Besides that he is twelve. I bet he's never killed before. How could he possible kill me?"

"You talk as if you know everything about me." Edward said.

"Right. Right. I don't know anything about you, just what I've seen you do the past few weeks and from the talks we had, and from what I read in the reports that Major Hughes gave me on you and your brother." The Fuhrer said.

Ed raised a brow. Report? What report?

"Now, Elric, I think we should ask you a few question." The Fuhrer said.

Edward blinked and looked at him confused. "Like what?"

"Would you ever kill the Fuhrer?" The Fuhrer asked.

An interrogation? Ugh. This is going to take forever. Edward thought angrily. "No, I have no reason to kill you." Except that you are blackmailing me to join the military.

The Fuhrer put his hands behind his back. "If you did have a reason to kill the Fuhrer, would you do it in front of the military?"

"That has to be the stupidest thing a person could do." Edward answered immediately.

"You are known to take risks, Elric. You find it entertaining and makes life more interesting." Mustang replied. "How do we know you wouldn't do something like that?"

Edward crossed his arms. "By doing that I would get killed by the military. Why would I take the risk of killing the Fuhrer in front of the whole military when I have my little brother to think of? I can't die because I have to take care of my little brother. If I die then I would be leaving him alone. I can't do that. I'm the only family he has left."

"Last question, have you ever killed before? Being only twelve you probably never killed and can't kill. Kids don't kill. They can't kill. It's something kids can't do unless they are trained to kill." Mustang asked.

The young alchemist stared at Mustang with eyes full of pain. "Y-yes….I have." [1]

"You have?" Mustang asked, hiding his surprise.

"Just once." Edward said stiffly. "Now, if you didn't call me here about what happened yesterday then why am I here?"

The Fuhrer smirked. He reached into his desk and pulled out a piece of paper and a box. "These are yours."

Edward looked at him suspiciously but came forward and grabbed the paper and box. "Under the authority of Fuhrer Kind Bradley the name Fullmetal will be granted to Edward Elric. Sounds like a heavy name." Edward grabbed the box and took the lid off and saw the silver pocket watch. His eye started twitching as he realized just what happened. "How? You said I was disqualified. How did I become the state alchemist?"

"You're the one who took the exam, Fullmetal." Mustang said.

"Stupid alchemy. Stupid disease. Stupid terrorists. Stupid bastard." Edward mumbled as he sulked.

Mustang sweatdropped. "Fullmetal, what are you talking about?"

"Sir, I have to object to this." General Halcrow said. "He tried to kill you yesterday. You can't make him a state alchemist."

"It was a prank." The Fuhrer said. "Besides we need someone with his skills and intelligence in the military."

"Wait. I passed and became the new state alchemist." Edward jumped to his feet, interrupting the Fuhrer's conversation. "That means I won our bet, bastard. Now stop talking to me forever."

Mustang opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted by the Fuhrer. "What was this bet?"

"We made a bet on if he would pass the State Alchemist Exam and become the new state alchemist. If he won then I would not be allowed to talk to him ever again. I have to…how did you say it…..oh yeah….leave you the hell alone forever." Mustang said.

The Fuhrer smirked. "Well that's a problem. Colonel Mustang, you are Fullmetal's commanding officer."

Edward's eye started twitching. "NOOOO!" He screamed and banged his head on the desk. "Why me? No. No. No. First being forced into the military. Now the bastard as my commanding officer. What did I do to deserve this?"

Grumman felt his mouth twitch into a smile. Things in the military just got much interesting with a kid in the military.

Mustang smirked and grabbed the hood of Edward's read coat. "Yes sir." He saluted to the Fuhrer and dragged Edward out of the Fuhrer's office. He dragged the youngest state alchemist to his office where his crew and Hughes were.

"Uh…..sir?" Hawkeye said.

"Hmmm." Mustang replied.

Hughes pushed his glasses up on his face. "Why are you dragging Ed?"

Mustang looked at Ed. "He was in the Fuhrer's office whining about becoming the newest state alchemist so I thought I be nice and get him out of there before he embarrassed himself more."

"HIM!" Havoc yelled. "He threw a spear at the Fuhrer's head and he's only twelve and he becomes the new state alchemist?"

"Yes. Major Edward Elric, The Fullmetal Alchemist." Mustang said. "Show some respect. He is your superior now. He is joining our crew."

Edward sighed and yanked Mustang's hand off of his hood. "Guess neither of us won the bet."

"Seems that way." Mustang replied. "It's time for formal introductions."

"I already know everyone in here." Edward replied.

Mustang glanced at him. "I know, but it's formal introductions. You need to know their ranks." Mustang turned fully to Ed. "Colonel Roy Mustang. I'm not saluting you because I'm you superior."

All the other officers stood up and saluted.

"Major Maes Hughes."

"First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye."

"Second Lieutenant Jean Havoc."

"Second Lieutenant Heymans Breda."

"Warrant Officer Vato Falman."

"Sergeant Major Kain Fuery."

"Okay." Edward looked at Mustang. "Why are they saluting?"

Mustang sighed. "Do you know anything about the military?"

"No." Edward replied.

"They are saluting because when you see a superior or are being dismissed by a superior, you salute. You are their superior, except Hughes. You and him are equals right now." Mustang explained. "In a situation like this to get them to stop saluting just say at ease."

Edward shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care about rank, but if that's how it is in the military. At ease."

The officers stopped saluting and went back to work.

"Can I leave now? I want to go back to my hotel." Edward said.

"Fine. Dismissed." Mustang replied. Edward smiled and turned towards the door. "Fullmetal."

Edward sighed. "What? You said I could leave."

"What did I just say? When being dismissed by a superior or seeing a superior, you salute." Mustang said.

Edward smirked. "I know what you said, but I just said I don't care about rank. See ya."

Mustang's eye twitched as he watched Ed leave. "I hate that kid. How did I get stuck with him?"

*F*M*A*

"AL, I'M BACK!" Edward yelled.

"Oh, so they let you go?" Al questioned, honestly quite shocked to see his brother.

Edward sat on the couch. "I'm the newest state alchemist. The Fuhrer gave me the name Fullmetal Alchemist."

"We should have known. The Fuhrer makes the final decision for the newest state alchemist and he wanted you in the military. We should have known this would happen." Al said as he sat next to his brother.

"There's more. That bastard, Mustang, is my commanding officer." Edward growled.

Al laughed, earning a glare from Edward. "Well, it seems that life just got a lot more interesting."

A/N: [1] My story. I know he had never killed, but my story, my rules. This is another universe type of story. I'm trying to keep it like the manga as much as possible but I will change some things. Like this. It will be explained later.

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