*Author's note*: Hey! So before this chapter begins I would like to inform the readers that I have a poll on my profile in the spirit of Christmas for the ship to be featured in a Yaoi Lemon fanfic I will write! All the info is on the poll and the poll is on my profile so vote and may the favorite couple win!

I roll my eyes in annoyance. "Yes! For the hundredth goddamn time yes! I am Roy's younger sister." Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist, has been asking the same questions for the past half hour.

"How can you be positive though?" He asks again.

"Getting a DNA test done would be the best option right now but the people I have talked to and questioned about the subject prior to know have all claimed that they believe I could be Roy Mustang's younger sister."

"Name one person whose opinion should matter out of those people." Roy interjects.

"Do I need to remind you? Madame Christmas. Which reminds me I still need to call her." I say.

"Why?" Roy asks raising an eyebrow in question.

"Because I told her I would call her when I arrived." I claim.

"I still don't understand." Edward states.

I roll my eyes again and sit on the floor. "It'll be straightened out after we get that DNA test done. " Roy says standing next to me.

"So we are going to do the test?" I ask.

"I'm not claiming you to be related to me by blood but I myself am getting confused so would just like this whole thing to be done and over with."

"And what if she is your younger sister, Colonel?" Riza asks.

"We will cross that bridge when we get there but for now let's just worry about the test." He says.

After the arrangements are made the test is done a few days later. A small blood sample and a piece of hair is taken from both Roy and me then sent off to god knows where. That means I have nothing to do until then . . . except sit in a small cramped cell while we await the results of the DNA test. I am lying on the small uncomfortable cot locked in a cell against my will. At least they didn't cuff me.

"Can someone please explain to me why I'm in here?" I ask annoyed. I've been in far worse situations but really a cell while waiting on test results? Is this really the man I am supposed to be related to? A two people have been placed outside my cell.

"Just a safety precaution." One answers. I groan and throw my head back onto the pillow. Really? How dangerous could I really be. At least they aren't just shooing me away.

"Okay then, can you at least enlighten me on how long it will take for the DNA results to get back?" I ask.

"Around seven days."

Are you freaking kidding me? A week? I'm going to be stuck bored out of my goddamn mind in a cell for the next week waiting to find out if I am the younger sibling of Roy Mustang, the flame alchemist? Well, this isn't going quite like I had planned. Right now it seems like it's safe to assume that that the possibility of Roy actually being my brother is fairly high so I'm going to make this mental note for later.

He is an asshole.

After what seems like forever I begin to indulge in my thoughts and loose track of what I'm doing and begin to play with my alchemy. I fish a small candle out of my pocket and place it on the floor below my feet. I take of my white button up and reveal my tattoos. I raise the arm with the flame transmutation circle and close my eyes to concentrate. Might as well practice while I'm in here. I take a deep breath and focus on lighting the candle. I let out the air. As I do so my eyes open and I snap my fingers. A small spark flashes when my finger hits my hand and a small line of flames jump from me to the candle and the wick explodes into a blaze that engulfs the candle.

"Crap, crap, crap." I mutter to myself as I use a cup of water to extinguish the fire. The smoke floods through the bars and the cell door flies open as the two guards stationed outside of it run in.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" One yells as he covers his mouth with one hand and waves the smoke away with the other.

"Uh . . ." I look at the candle and instead see a small pile of chard ash and puddle of boiling wax. "Practice?"

"And just how are you practicing without a transmutation circle?" The other yells at me. I open my mouth to respond but before I can get anything out he catches sight of my tattoos. I pull my shirt back on just in time to see the gun aimed at my chest. The other guard had run off. I'm guessing to go and get someone.

"I swear I wasn't trying to burn the place down!" I say as I throw my hands up into the air.

"Be quiet!" What did I do. The other guard returns with a pair of cuffs and reinforcements. With the gun still aimed at me they attach the cuffs to my wrist and take me by the arms practically dragging me out of the cell and down the hallway. I lost track of what was going on around me between my body being half dragged down the halls and the mob of people beginning to swarm around the cell that was still letting out smoke. Well, hell. I haven't even been here for a full twenty four hours yet and I'm already in trouble.

*Author's note*

I'm so sorry this chapter is so short and random as hell! Please forgive me! But thank you to those of you that have stuck with it so far and I' just gonna go ahead with a collection of Yaoi lemons instead of the poll because it took so long to get this chapter up and It's already so close to the deadline. However if you want to vote you still can! But you still have until the listed deadline so just message me for requests on the Lemons but please no Ocs for this. It will make i a bit difficult having to work around your characters and their needs and wants so i'll save that for another time. But until then I wish you all a Merry early Christmas. And A happy yule(For my friend that celebrates yule instead if christmas that ones for you!) and Happy whatever you celebrate for the holidays!