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Unsettling Affairs	By : xkesshoux Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1906 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Each
individual chapter will have a different rating, different pairings,
different spoilers, and a different setting and timeline. Multiple
people were involved in writing this fic, I do not claim to have
written anything other than my own characters. I do however claim to
have come up with the plot, story idea, and organizing it all. The
others who write characters in this fic are well aware that I am
posting it, and contribute willingly. This fic is an ongoing project
with an unknown number of parts, with alternate storyline as of the
fifth laboratory incident. Enjoy!

Not
Exactly a Getaway

Rating:
PG13
Pairings: EdxAl
Disclaimer: I don't own
FMA. Al and Izumi were written by my friends, plot written by me.
It's like a collaboration fic.
Spoilers: If you don't know
about Ed and Al's sensei...
Setting: Dublith.
Timeline:
The month of Ed's leave.

Ed
clutched at the stitch in his side, wondering just what the hell was
going through his mind when he agreed to submit himself to this
torture. Oh, right...you weren't thinking, Ed! Because you had the
stupid idea to go and try to seduce the Colonel, and then you freaked
when he actually RESPONDED to you!

"Five
more minutes! AND IF YOU DON'T FINISH THOSE LAPS YOU'RE SCRUBBING THE
COMMUNITY TOILETS FOR A WEEK!" Ed cringed as Izumi's voice
boomed through the streets. He still couldn't figure out what he did
this time!

But
really, he couldn't decide whether this was better or worse than the
month spent on that island...

"QUIT
DAWDLING AND GET MOVING!"

Oh...at
least Izumi wasn't on the island...

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Grudgingly,
Ed opened his eyes and sat up. Only after losing his fight with the
sunlight that kept finding its way behind his eyelids no matter which
way he turned. "Nngh...dammit...Aru...what time is it..."

Blinking,
the braided alchemist looked around, seeing that his brother was
nowhere in sight. "Aru! Oi! Where are you!" There was the
thud of automail hitting hardwood and Ed stretched, making his way
downstairs.

Alphonse
had been in the kitchen preparing breakfast for his older brother,
and looked up when he heard the muffled thud of automail hitting
hardwood flooring. "Nii-san! I'm in the kitchen!" he called
up to Ed, gaining a noncommital reply, and smiled softly. I hope
he likes it!

Rubbing
sleep from his eyes, Ed stepped into the kitchen, pulling out a chair
to flop down into with a yawn. "Good thing Sensei's not the one
cooking, I wish she'd understand that not all of us have an iron
stomach, ne?" He grinned lazily. "Sleep well?"

Al
giggled softly,"Sensei just wants everyone to be healthy...I
think..." Al shrugged and put the plateful of bacon, eggs and
pancakes on the table. Taking a seat across from his brother, he
smiled, "I slept alright, Nii-san, how about you?"

"Better
than on the train ride here!" The braided boy helped himself to
the food, not bothering to get himself a plate as he satisfied the
pit that was his stomach.

Al smiled
softly, watching his brother inhale the food that he'd worked so hard
on. He then glanced at the clock, realizing he'd been slaving over
the stove for almost three hours. He sweatdropped slightly at that.

Ed paused
mid-chew, brow furrowing slightly. He'd been reflecting on his old
missions and then...where did they go before that again? He blinked,
looking across the table at Al and then at the plate that was already
more than half empty. Swallowing his food he grinned, scratching the
back of his head. "Eeehh...sorry about that..."

Al
blinked, then smiled, "That's alright, Nii-san, I made it all
for you. I already ate," the younger sibling smiled gently,
remembering the long three hours he'd spent to make the breakfast
just perfect for Edward.

Nibbling
on a strip of bacon, Ed tilted his head. "You sure?"

"Hai!
It's fine." Al smiled innocently, really not minding at all,
after all, he did actually eat a bit while cooking.

Ed
stretched and yawned again, pushing the nearly empty plate across to
Al. "Go ahead, I'm good to go," he said with a grin.
"Where's Sensei anyway? I feel like I should be scared that
she's not right behind me about to hit me over the head with a frying
pan!"

The
braided boy mimicked being throttled for a second, then attempted to
loom like their teacher. "Good for nothing tater tot! That'll be
three weeks scrubbing the floor of the butchery for your laziness,
and be up at the crack of dawn or you're eating MY cooking the
entire time you're here!" He slid back in the chair, shuddering
slightly.

Izumi
padded silently up behind Ed, motioning for the rather stricken Al to
stay silent. She Loomed over Ed. "What was that about my
cooking?"

The edge
of the table suddenly snapped under pressure as Ed gripped it just a
little too hard with his automail hand, contemplating crawling under
the table and climbing into Al's shirt to hide.

Izumi put
a hand on Ed's shoulder and leaned down. "What's wrong?"
she asked in a too-sweet voice.

At the
touch, Ed squirmed under the table, promptly attempting to lodge
himself between the fabric of Al's shirt and his chest.

Al
blushed brightly, trying to get his older brother out of his shirt.
"Nii-san! Get out of there! Your automail is cooold!" Al
whined.

Izumi
deftly grabbed an apple and lobbed it at the lump where she knew Ed's
head was. "Edward Elric, please come here," she said in a
deceptively gentle voice.

Ed shook
his head vigorously, only really succeeding in wriggling around more.
Only to come face to face with something he really shouldn't have
been paying attention to at that time. Really. He then just shook his
head more vigorously, trying to clear his mind of an onslaught of
inappropriate images. Damn you teenage hormones!

Al
gulped, fearing for Ed's life.

"Edward..."
Izumi's voice could have been classified as a growl, but there
was something a bit nastier in it. "Get your worthless tater-tot
ass over here now."

"Feelsaferoverherethanks!"
Ed made a point for Al to help him by biting just under his ribcage.

"Itai,"
Al winced softly, wrapping his arms around Ed. "Sensei, please
don't be so harsh to Nii-san..." That was followed by the
saddest little puppy dog pout ever in the history of Armestris.

Unmoved,
Izumi glared at the younger Elric brother. "Al..." she said
warningly. Her eyes took on the certain manic glint that usually
ended up with one or both of the brothers slammed into a tree.

Ed
wondered momentarily in a complete lapse of sane thought if molesting
his brother would get Izumi to go away.

In same
complete lapse of sane thought, the older Elric soothed the bite
marks with his tongue, slipping one hand past the waistband of Al's
pajama bottoms.

The
younger Elric sighed softly and lifted his shirt, letting Ed roll
out. "Gomen ne, Nii-san...." Al stood and started washing
dishes.

Izumi
quirked an eyebrow at the flush on Ed's face. "What were you
doing, Ed?"

The
blonde addressed simply sat there, pupils half dilated.
"Er....uh...." Ed shook his head, scrambling across the
kitchen to cling to Al's leg, absently licking his human fingers and
pointedly trying to avoid Izumi's gaze. Al on the other hand, didn't
seem to be phased by said latching.

Izumi had
an unabashedly creepy feeling wind through her stomach. She felt
vaguely disturbed at the whole attitude Ed was displaying, and the
slightly perverse rammifications that it indicated.

"Ed,"
she said, quite calmly and clearly, the threat in her voice almost
visible. "Get. Over. Here. Now."

Alphonse
winced slightly, even though the threat was not directed at him, he
quickly dried the last plate and attempted to pry Ed off him.

Ed
reached up with one hand, snatching Al's wrist and pulling him down
to the floor. Pulling the younger into an embrace, Edward rested his
chin on Al's shoulder, mumbling something Izumi couldn't hear into
the boy's ear. "I'm pretty sure you know what would have
happened next if she hadn't shown up, right, Aru?"

Izumi's
eyes widened impossibly, and an outraged shriek echoed through the
enclosed space.

"ARE
YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!"

Edward
cringed visibly, tightening his grip around his brother's waist.
"A-Aru...."

Alphonse
blushed brightly at his brother's whisper. "Nii-san..." He
then winced as Izumi screamed, tears welling up in his eyes. His ears
still weren't used to such loud sounds yet. He sniffled softly,
"Sensei...Too loud..."

Now in
her 'enraged sensei from hell' mode, Izumi didn't give a damn for the
tender ears of an under-aged pipsqueak of an alchemist. She marched
over to where the two brothers huddled, seizing Ed by the scruff of
his neck. Pulling him up, she gave Ed the full benefit of her
angriest, most insane glare. "You," she hissed. "Are
going to be doing suicides through Dublith. At a full sprint. Timed.
Got that?"

Ed's gaze
was cast downwards still as he gulped. "T-tomorrow, m-maybe..?"

Al
frowned softly, staring down at the floor, hugging his knees,
sniffling softly.

"No.
You'll be running it now. Get out there. You have five minutes for
three sprints." She pointed at Al. "You're going to help me
organize my research papers." Snapping her glare over Ed, she
snarled, "Move it!"

"S-sensei....I....I
c-can't....n-now...." Ed was currently going through several
different shades of red.

In a meek
whimper, Al responsed, "Yes, sensei..." He stood and walked
to Sensei, waiting for her to lead the way.

Izumi
ignored Al for the time being, though she did put a comforting hand
on his shouder. "Your five minutes are running out!" she
snapped at Ed. "I suggest you hurry."

Ed took
two steps before collapsing against Al, clutching the younger boy's
shoulders for support against the sudden dizzying feeling that shot
up from his stomach and went straight to his head. "C-can't...."

Al held
his brother close, slightly worried at this point, "Nii-san,
what's wrong?"

Izumi
tapped her foot. "Well?"

Ed
growled slightly against Al's shoulder. "A-Ar-ru...."
he managaed through gritted teeth, hissed in Al's ear.
"Bed....n-now..." Ed shifted his weight slightly to
make his point perfectly clear against Al's leg.

Al
blushed brightly, "Sensei, I think Nii-san has a fever, I better
go tend to him. You know if he has a fever, then his automail won't
work properly!" The young Elric quickly began to drag Ed
upstairs.

"You
guys are terrible liars," Izumi said, arms folded. "But,
since Ed has this... 'fever', he's not doing anything today, or
eating anything exept soup." An evil glint came into her eyes –
the soup she made was hardly anything more than salty water that
chicken bones had been boiled in, with a few bitter greens thrown in.
It tasted horrible and both of the boys hated it. "Al, put your
brother to bed, then get down here to help me organize. Another
alchemist needs my help, and she needs those documents pretty badly."

Edward
allowed himself to be dragged, although the half-lidded look on his
face had to amount to something.

"Sensei,
I wouldn't wantto get in the way of your work, plus I'm really
worried about Nii-san. I've always been there when he gets sick and I
don't want to start now ignoring his health." Al smiled softly,
dragging Ed out of the room.

"Liar,"Izumi
muttered.

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The next
day, Edward was up at the crack of dawn. Running twice as many
sprints. Dreading his return to the house and the inevitable helping
of Izumi's cooking that would await him.

He really
couldn't figure out for the life of him why he'd agreed to this...

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