Apr 27, 2017. But the longing, the yearning, is a constant, and it is a palpable reminder of why he is one of the most distinctive and worthwhile artists of the 21st century. But by some odd musical alchemy, all of Chutes Too Narrow's unassuming parts—those tweaky guitars, bedroom symphonics and James Mercer's. Choose the chord voicings difficulty you want; Find the exact sound you're looking for: filter the chord voicings by inversion or highest note, sort them by fret, inversion, difficulty, number of open/muted strings, number of finger used, brightness or contrast. Follow/Fav It's What Protects You. By: MindoftheSongbird. Disclaimer' I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist, or the characters, or the story. For you,' Mustang simply replied. This response never got him anywhere, but it was true. There was currently a crazed serial killer on the loose all over Amestris. And, incidentally, he chose not.
Season 1, Episode 24
April 23, 2005
Al seeks the truth about his origins, and mercenaries massacre innocents at the Ashbalan encampment.
Season 1, Episode 23
April 16, 2005
Ed and Al are hospitalized after the occurrence at the Fifth Laboratory, and Al has deep questions about his past.
Season 1, Episode 22
April 9, 2005
An investigation begins in the Fifth Laboratory; Lust takes Al hostage and tries to blackmail Ed.
Season 1, Episode 21
April 2, 2005
Al faces off against No. 66, while Ed must confront his own morality when he is tempted by ultimate power.
Season 1, Episode 20
March 26, 2005
Guardians of the Fifth Laboratory attack the boys, leaving them questioning what makes a human.
Season 1, Episode 19
March 19, 2005
The boys learn an essential ingredient in the Philosopher's Stone, but its cost may be too high.
Season 1, Episode 18
March 12, 2005
Ed and Al search in vain for Dr. Marcoh's records, and an unexpected turn of events means they must ultimately think for themselves.
Season 1, Episode 17
March 5, 2005
Ed and Al reminisce while recuperating in their hometown and question their mission.
Season 1, Episode 16
February 26, 2005
Ed and Al are injured in their confrontation with Scar, and while they recuperate in Risembool, Al vanishes.
Season 1, Episode 15
February 19, 2005
Dr. Marcoh confesses that he created the red stones that were responsible for the destruction of Ishbal, which resulted in a wave of violence.
Season 1, Episode 14
February 12, 2005
Al and Ed hope to quiz Dr. Marcoh about the stone, but he is hauled off by the military for betrayal.
Season 1, Episode 13
February 6, 2005
Ed challenges Col. Roy Mustang to a duel to prove his worthiness as a state alchemist.
Season 1, Episode 12
January 30, 2005
Conclusion. Ed and Al discover the red water is sickening the entire town, but Mugear wants to cover it up.
Season 1, Episode 11
January 23, 2005
Part 1 of two. The brothers discover two people impersonating them and conducting strange experiments.
Season 1, Episode 10
January 16, 2005
Ed and Al fall into a manhunt for a popular thief, and they both hope she can help with their search for the Philosopher's Stone.
Season 1, Episode 9
January 9, 2005
Ed is assigned to a frontier mining town, and immediately runs afoul of the populace and the powers that be.
Season 1, Episode 8
January 2, 2005
Ed resigns as state alchemist, which helps him to avoid an assassin. Elsewhere, a serial killer terrorizes the city.
Season 1, Episode 7
December 19, 2004
Ed becomes a certified alchemist and faces his first challenge.
Season 1, Episode 6
December 12, 2004
Ed and Al study under Shou Tucker, preparing for the alchemy exam.
Season 1, Episode 5
December 5, 2004
Ed and Al find themselves on a hijacked train, and their unique skills are called upon.
Season 1, Episode 4
November 28, 2004
Ed and Al seek an alchemist who knew their father, but a soul-taking ghost sidetracks them.
Season 1, Episode 3
November 21, 2004
Ed and Al continue their search for a means to resurrect their mother.
Season 1, Episode 2
November 14, 2004
Ed and Al try to decide whether to enlighten the citizens of the village about Father Cornello's methods and motives.
Season 1, Episode 1
November 7, 2004
Ed and Al's search for the Philosopher's Stone that can restore their bodies leads them to a desert city where the populace obeys a sinister priest because he promises them miracles.
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'You mother fucking bastard!' Edward screamed at the man behind the desk, and slammed his hands onto said desk for emphasis. 'Why the hell won't you send me on any missions out of H.Q.?!'
This happened on a weekly basis. Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist, would stomp his way into Roy Mustang's, the Flame Alchemist and now Brig. Gen. at Eastern H.Q., office and cause a loud ruckus about wanting a mission outside of H.Q. It seemed as though the entire area of Eastern Headquarters had gotten used to this…
'Because, Fullmetal, outside of Eastern H.Q. is too dangerous for you,' Mustang simply replied. This response never got him anywhere, but it was true. There was currently a crazed serial killer on the loose all over Amestris. And, incidentally, he chose not to go anywhere near the East. Just…everywhere else, it seemed. So, amongst many other reasons, the Brigadier General decided to use this excuse as the best one for the job. Though he DID have a better reason…
'What kind of a shit reason is that?! You tell me that every frickin' time, and you still insist on sending me on these wimpy missions that even Furey could do!' He had removed his hands from Mustang's desk, which luckily, this time Ed's automail arm didn't leave indents. Yes, he had Al back to his original body, but unfortunately for Ed, his automail stayed.
…Which admittedly, the Brig. General liked…Not that he would ever admit it aloud… 'Fullmetal. I have a lot of work to do, so you're dismissed.'
'I'm not leaving until I get a hell of an answer better than that crappy one you dish out every week!' He emphasized this by plopping down on one of the couches in Mustang's office.
'Do you want, as long as you keep quiet…' Mustang muttered under his breath while glancing over a few papers before hastily signing them.
'What, did you spend too much time sleeping instead of doing your work, General?'
It was rare that Ed ever called Roy by his military rank. He looked up from his papers and stared at the shorter boy in confusion. 'You're being formal? You must really want a different answer. Too bad I'm not going to give you one.' Well…I could give him the truth, but…No…For many reasons…Like…Inner work relations in the military are usually frowned upon, especially if it's same sex couples…
'Oh, shut up unless you're going to give me a different answer…' Ed stared at the General's eyes a little longer, stuck in the darkened pull that they had him in.
'Alright, fine. There are already enough people from Eastern H.Q. out on the further missions right now.' He said simply, bringing his eyes back to his work quickly. Ed had looked a bit mesmerized…
'Not the answer I'm looking for.'
'Really? Well, then, what exactly are you looking for?'
'Oh, I dunno, maybe an apology and a 'Sure, I'll send you on whatever mission you want instead of those stupidly easy missions that I can make Breda or Havoc do in half the time.' Ed said in his most 'Roy Mustang-like' voice.
'Mocking an officer of higher rank won't get you anywhere near those missions, you know. Besides, what is it exactly that you want to accomplish now that your brother's back to normal? What's your next goal?'
This left Edward speechless for a moment or two. 'I…dunno…What's it matter to you, anyway?'
'Are you going to move up the ranks like I did? Are you going to leave the military? Get an office job? Hell, even find someone and settle down?' Roy visibly winced at his own words, feeling like he had just stabbed himself in the heart. Other than the General himself, there was only one other person who knew of how much Mustang really cared for the angered boy in his office. And that was only because she was not only very perceptive, but very well-armed.
'Who says I have to decide now, huh? And once again, what's it matter to you?'
'I am your commanding officer, that's why. I need to know what you are wishing to accomplish, otherwise I'm just sending you on blind missions.'
'Oh, kind of like you're doing right now? Sending me on blind missions that don't have any relevance to anything? I'm sure you must enjoy watching me run around like some sort of id-'
'You're dismissed, Fullmetal.'
'Like hell I am! Like I said, I'm not leaving until-'
'You are dismissed, Fullmetal…Now…'
Ed stopped his ranting and stared at the General, a little afraid…Almost like Roy had struck a painful chord in his heart. He left the office without another word with his face lowered. Down the long corridors, he muttered wild profanities about the 'mother fucking Brigadier Bastard being such a goddamned prick' and other things that teens shouldn't say.
'Well, well, if it isn't the shorter of the Elric brothers! Speaking of which, where's your brother, Fullmetal?' Havoc asked with a slight bop to the top of Ed's head.
'WHO YOU CALLIN' SO SHORT HE COULD HAVE A FLEA FOR A PET ONLY IT'D BE MORE LIKE HAVING FLEAS FOR LIVESTOCK BECAUSE FLEAS WOULD BE REALLY REALLY BIG IN COMPARISON MORE LIKE ELEPHANTS SO IT'S MORE LIKE HE'S SO SHORT HE'D BE RINGMASTER IN A FLEA CIRCUS?!?!?!?!(A/N: Thank you, Taka!)'
'He never said any of that, Fullmetal…' Hawkeye always had the best composer for coolness in Roy's entire military group…She also seemed to be the closest to the General, which Ed highly disliked.
'Oh…Hey Hawkeye…' Ed's entire being seemed to be downcast, the same as before the encounter with Havoc only moments ago. He once again proceeded to ignore Havoc's question about his brother, who was currently in Risembool. He walked on down the corridor, only to have Hawkeye follow him.
'Is something wrong, Fullmetal?' Despite the formal names, Hawkeye had a caring tone to her voice that reminded Ed of a big sister.
'Just that damn Brigadier Bastard…He's completely ignoring my requests for missions further out…'
'He has his reasons…'
'Oh, yeah, they're reasons alright…Pretty shitty ones at that…Whenever I want a real reason, he just dismisses me like I never even asked a question! It's pissing me off!'
'What reasons did he give?'
'The ones he always gives…That it's too dangerous for me or that he's already got soldiers on the scene or some other crap like that…'
'Edward…You don't see it, do you…? The Brigadier General is trying to protect you…He always has been. He doesn't want you getting hurt…'
'I somehow have a hard time buying that, Lieutenant…'
'Yes, you probably do…He's completely ignored many opportunities to climb up the ranks to ensure your safety ever since you joined the military…He cares for you more than you could possibly imagine, Edward…And recently, it's been even harder for him to keep you out of harm's way…The latest case, the madman serial killer, hasn't shown any signs of arrest and shows no definite pattern for us to follow…And, since the serial killer killed the case's commanding officer, the Brigadier General has had to take on that responsibility while trying to climb the ranks and protect you…He's been under a lot of stress…I haven't seen him rest once since receiving this case.'
Edward was silent for the next few minutes. He opened his mouth to say something, to thank the Lieutenant, perhaps, but no words left his mouth. Instead, he nodded to Hawkeye in a silent 'thank you,' and walked back in the direction of the Brig. General's office.
Ed carefully opened the door to Mustang's office, only to find him asleep on top of the papers he was supposedly signing. I guess the Lieutenant was right…I've never seen him fall asleep on his work like this…
He quietly walked over to the large, wooden desk that was cluttered with a mix of signed and unsigned papers and an asleep General, pen in hand. He looks sort of…peaceful… Ed carefully combed his hand through Mustang's hair, trying very hard not to wake him. His hand drifted from the older man's raven hair to the strong contours of his jaw, leading down to his neck. Realization suddenly hit the younger boy when his hand ran into the collar of the blue military uniform the Mustang wore. Ed pulled his hand away a little too quickly, and hit the General's arm. Roy stirred, but fell back into the somewhat peaceful lapse of silence.
He decided that standing right next to the man while he was sleeping wasn't exactly the best idea, so he retreated to one of the couches that resided in the General's office. He sat on the couch for a few minutes before deciding something. He stood and walked over to the Brig. General's desk, taking the only stack of unfinished papers and a pen. He placed himself back on the couch, and began to work.
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Few hours later, Roy awoke with a rather loud yawn. Rubbing his eyes, he stood from his place at the desk and moved to the couch.
'I see you're finally awake…I brought you some coffee…Just how you like it.' Ed said as he walked into the office, a cup of freshly brewed coffee in hand.
The older alchemist looked at Ed, then to his desk. What happened to the huge stack of unfinished papers…? They're all…finished. 'Ful…Ed…Did you do all of this work…?'
'Oh….um, yeah…That's not a problem, is it…? I knew you were kinda swamped with work, so I thought I'd…' Ed stopped, realizing that at some point, Roy had moved to stand right next to Ed, and his hand had wrapped itself around Ed's, the coffee cup included.
With his lips almost placing feather-like kisses on Ed's golden hair, he spoke. 'Thank you, Ed…' Roy hesitantly stepped away from the teen and slipped his coffee out of Ed's grasp. Was he…No, he couldn't…It's probably just anger…Don't get your hopes up, Roy…
Ed stood there, shocked, for moments before slightly recovering and failing to remove the deep red blush that graced his cheeks. 'Y…yeah…N-no problem…' He said, taking a seat on the couch and finding the creases in his right-hand glove very interesting. Out of the corner of his eye, Ed watched Roy. He watched the way his brows knit together in a contemplative manner…As is if he were confused about something… Without thinking much, he spoke. 'Is…something wrong, General…?'
Roy's eyes widened slightly in shock. Ed refused to call him by his military status unless he was severely pissed… 'Just…thinking…'
'About what?'
'It's nothing, really…It doesn't concern you…' Like hell it doesn't…It has everything to do with that beautiful boy…
'…You should really spend your time working on your career, not worrying over how you can protect me…'
'Ed-'
'General…I greatly appreciate it, but you need to work on your own career…At least don't focus on it nearly as much…'
'…I can't do that.' Roy was once again away from his desk, tossing the empty Styrofoam cup into the wastebasket. 'I have to do everything I can to protect you…'
Ed stared at the General, a hint of curiosity in his voice. 'Why? Why is it co crucial that you have to protect me?' He already had a good idea of why, but he had to hear Roy say it…
'Ed…That's what someone feels that they need to do…' When they're in love… 'To protect a certain person at all costs, no matter how it will hurt you in the end…To see them with a smile on their face…'
Edward had moved closer to the General, only a few feet away. '…Could you explain a little more, General…?'
Roy turned towards the still red-faced teen and smiled lightly. 'I told Hawkeye not to tell you any of that…Oh well.' He said, giving Ed a light tap on the head as he walked to the door. His hand paused on the door handle, feeling Ed tug at his sleeve.
'You're not gonna tell me, are you…?' Ed's eyes were slightly downcast, looking as if he had failed an important mission.
Roy turned with his back to the door, standing less that a foot away from Ed. His gloved hand caressed Ed's cheek, a touch that Ed unconsciously leaned into. 'It's all about love, Ed…Someone's strong will for another person's protection…'