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Kibei: Alright. It is time for me to try my hand a a popular FMA pairing. Very uncanon. Very yaoi.

Max: Please tell me it isn't-

Miki: It's Envy and Ed! Yay!

Kibei: Please don't be mad at me if I screw it up. Edward loves rock and metal music, so when he goes to a Fireflight concert, he meets somebody that will be change everything. Oh God it sounds stupid! I think it's better than it sounds! (Now to confuse anyone reading this. I mix brotherhood and the original FMA! There are a lot of strange details that will make sense to some of you and not to others! Make sure you understand this!)

Max: Yuck!

Kibei: Get over it! And just so you know...the first chapter is kind of boring and Envy isn't even in it yet. He comes in later. But please read it and stick to the story for me! I promise I'll try to make the next chapter a really really good one! On with the fic!

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Edward Elric was so tired, but there was nothing he could do to avoid it. School.

"Edward! We're going to be late!" Alphonse yelled up the stairs. Edward threw on a black hoodie and tied his long, blonde hair back into his usual braid. He yawned and ran down the stairs, almost running into Alphonse. Alphonse was wearing a red hoodie and had his hair tied up in a ponytail. After grabbing a piece of toast each, the two raced out the door and down the street.

After a block, they stopped in front of one of the houses and Edward picked up a rock. He aimed for the top, right window and then threw the rock. It tapped against the window then fell to the ground. Not even a few seconds later, the window was flung open.

"I'm coming!" he called out, a huge smile across his face. Suddenly, the teen leaped out of the window, landed on a tree branch, then flipped nimbly to the ground. His black hair was in a ponytail, similar to Alphonse's. Of course, it was Ling Yao.

"Ling, let's get going. Winry is waiting," Edward said, yawning. Ling gave him a funny look.

"You didn't sleep much, did you?" Ling asked, resting his elbow on Ed's shoulder as they started walking again.

"Not really. I was up late listening to Rush's concert on TV," Edward replied. Ling shook his head and poked Edward's side.

"You need sleep if you're going to try and get any taller," he said, trying to wake Edward up by making fun of him gently. It was quite effective.

"DON'T CALL ME SHORT!" Edward ranted suddenly. He didn't realized that they had reached Winry's house and she was walking up to them as he yelled.

"You have got to get over your height issues," she laughed, cocking an eyebrow at the group of boys. Al was shaking his head, Ed was glaring at Ling, and Ling was laughing uncontrollably. When Ling finally gained control of himself, Winry was shaking her head.

"You all realize we are late now, right?" Winry asked suddenly. Ling and Edward shrugged, but Alphonse had a look of horror on his face.

"No! We can't be late!" he exclaimed. "I have a perfect record!" Then, he took off. Ling, Edward, and Winry had to struggle to keep up. "Ling. Edward. Would you like to explain why you are late to my class?" their teacher, Mrs. Curtis, said as soon as Edward and Ling ran into the room. Both took their seats, knowing that Mrs. Curtis can be very tough on her students. "Well you see, Mrs. Curtis," Ling smiled, "Edward has a little problem. He feels very shy about his height and when you mention him being s-h-o-r-t, he-" "I AM NOT SHORT DAMMIT!" Edward yelled. The class busted out laughing as Edward slapped a hand over his mouth. Mrs. Curtis, on the other hand, did not look amused. "Edward and Ling! I suggest you sit down and keep quiet before I send you to detention!" she called, slamming a ruler on her desk. The class stopped giggling and Mrs. Curtis went back to teaching. No later had Edward opened his book, when a note landed on the floor next to his foot. Ed leaned over and pretended to pick up his pencil. He sat up and opened the note. Hey Ed! Are you free tomorrow night? I have something to give you! Edward glanced over his shoulder and saw...Roy Mustang smiling at him. Edward frowned. When had Roy started being nice? The guy just loves to make fun of Ed. Edward quickly scribbled a reply and tossed it over his shoulder. Soon enough, he got a reply. What is my present, you ask? Well that is a simple question to answer. Edward rolled his eyes and wrote back again. He was already getting annoyed with Roy's little game. It was probably just another joke. Roy always thought he was hilarious. But when the note returned, Edward got a huge shock. Don't you just love the band...Fireflight? Fireflight had to be one of Ed's favorite bands of all time! How would Roy know that and why would he be mentioning it now? Edward quickly returned the note and waited anxiously for the reply. As soon as it came, he opened it excitedly. Well I happen to have two tickets to their next concert and I can't go... NO WAY! Edward had to contain his excitement and it was tough. How in the world did Roy get tickets? It was sold out everywhere. But more importantly...how could Ed get the tickets from Roy? Edward quickly relayed the question to the note and tossed it over his shoulder. He bit his lip as he opened the note. Fireflight! How cool is that? It doesn't matter how I got them. And there is quite a simple way for you to get them. I don't think you'll like it, but I think I am going very cheap for such great tickets. WHAT, WHAT, WHAT? Edward could barely wait for the note to come back. But when it did, he tore into it quickly. Admit that you are short and not nearly as good as me. In front of the whole cafeteria. Edward almost feinted from shock. He wanted the tickets so badly! But that was a horrible thing to do. Roy might have gone to far this time. But...Edward wanted the tickets! He sent back a reply reluctantly. Glad you see it my way. Today's lunch period. I'll be waiting. Edward wanted to cry, but that would not have helped at all. He calmly waited thru first, second, and third period. He kept telling himself that it would be worth it, but it still made him feel degraded. So he focused on other things. Like who should go to the concert with him. There's Alphonse, but he prefers classical music to rock/punk. Winry likes the new age pop stuff, so she is out of the question for a fantastic Fireflight concert. And that leaves- "Oh Edward! Class is over, so lets go!" Ling called at the end of third period. Apparently Ed had been staring off into the distance, but it doesn't matter. Its show time. Edward groaned unhappily as they neared the cafeteria. Ling looked at him funny but didn't mention it. Finally they reached the cafeteria. "Attention everyone!" Edward yelled. He looked around the room as everyone turned to stare at him. It made him feel very self conscience, and he was about to give in and run away. But then he saw Roy with that annoying smirk of his. He quietly held up his hand and Edward saw that he had two tickets in his hand. So, Ed swallowed his shyness and opened his mouth. "I AM SHORT AND ROY MUSTANG IS BETTER THAN ME!" Edward screeched. There was silence for a few seconds (during which Edwards face turned as red as Al's hoodie). Then, everyone busted out laughing. Ling was practically rolling on the ground and Roy had the most satisfied expression possible. Edward tried to ignore it as he rushed up to Roy. Roy held his hands up, still gripping the tickets. Ed snatched them away and rushed out of the room, Ling following closely. "Edward! What the hell was that?" Ling asked, his mind blown. Edward had just yelled, to the whole school, something nobody every thought he would say. "I feel sick!" Ed said, rubbing his stomach. "B-but it was worth it! It was so worth it and you better be glad I just did that." Ling gave him a confused look. Ed stuck out his hand and dropped one of the tickets into Ling's hand. It took Ling a second to read it, but when he finished- "NO WAY!" he exclaimed. "Where the hell did Mustang get his hands on these? Second row tickets to Fireflight!" Edward let Ling rant for a minute before holding up his hand, effectively silencing Ling. "So now you know why I did that," Edward said, slinking back against the wall. A few girls walked by him and giggled, making Ed groan again. That's when Ling decided to ask the all important question. "So, who gets the other ticket?" he asked, giving Ed a really big puppy dog face. Ed rolled his eyes. "Who do you think I'm taking?" he replied. "I don't know any other Fireflight fans around here." "You mean?" Ling asked, getting really hopeful. "Of course. But you better stay on my good side," Edward smiled, giving a thumbs up sign. Ling practically tackled Edward in a giant hug. "Oh Ed! You're the freaking best friend ever! This is going to be fantastic! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Ling ranted. Edward sighed and shoved Ling off of him. Edward was not what you would call a 'touchy' person. But, Ling was excited, so he let him be. "It's tomorrow and it'll take us two hours to get there," Edward said, starting to think about details. "I'll pick you up around 1:30. Make sure you are ready to go as soon as I get there." "Of course," Ling smiled widely. That's when the bell rang, so both had to run off. Edward stuffed the tickets into the back pocket of his leather pants. He could not describe how excited he was. But he could not guess what would happen at this concert...and who he would meet.

Kibei: I AM SORRY! THIS CHAPTER WAS SO BORING! Miki: Envy comes in the next chapter, right? Kibei: Of course! It was bad enough he wasn't in this one. He will definitely appear soon. Elaina: PLEASE REVIEW!