A/N: I know, I know. I promised. And that's why I'm never going to promise anything again now that I have a PS2 (finally!). Sorry if this chapter is short. I had some part already written and the rest I had to force it out so I won't mind if someone complains about this chapter.
Important: I'm already writing another story which is Ed-neko and is going to be an MPreg and of course some lemons. Obviously, Roy/Ed. It's called Modus Operandi, you can find it at my profile.
Warnings: Ed's curses. XD. And nekoness.
Disclaimer: I only own the cat not the characters.
ENJOY!
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Please! Someone kill me! That's the first thing I thought when I woke up. My head felt as if it was about to explode at any time and the yelling inside the room did no better. Why were people yelling anyways? Didn't they know that I was trying to sleep and stop this headache? And having cat ear didn't help either. I mean, everyone knows that cats hear ten times better than humans so why the hell are people yelling! I should find a book about how to reverse a transmutation, but I doubt there'll be any.
That's right. I haven't taken the time to know if I can reverse this since I've been busy all this time with the mission and then Mustang molesting me. Not that I complain. Once I get to Central I'll have to ask Al to help me research about this 'failed' transmutation.
"…so all those things you said to me were lies?!"
Lies? What is she talking about? Wait…that voice sound like the Fuhrer's daughter voice. I slowly opened one eye and regretted it. I was facing the window so the sunlight was exactly hitting my face.
"I told you no lies. I just have different feelings now." And that sounded terribly like Russell. Does that mean he is breaking up with Sky? I turned my back to the window and now faced Sky and Russell arguing.
"So you changed me for him?!" My eyes widen as Sky pointed at me. I looked at Russell and he gave me a sheepish smile.
Silence followed after that. No one knew what else to say so I decided to say something to break the silence.
"So…care to explain why I had to wake up with both of you yelling when I have a terrible hung over? Which reminds me, Russell, I'm going to castrate you as I promised." Russell's face was priceless. He knew that I was being serious. He shouldn't have done that last night when I warned him. Well, if I suffer he might suffer as well, right?
"Russell cheated on me…with you." I stared at her and then started laughing.
"He did not cheat on you with me." I said as I started to calm down but still giggling.
"Then why are the both of you naked? And there is only one bed in this room so it's quite obvious what he did. Without mentioning the hickeys of course." I looked down and for the first time noticed that indeed, I was wearing no clothes.
"WHAT THE FUCK! YOU RAPED ME! YOU RAPED ME!" I started screaming until Russell slapped me across the face and I calmed down.
"I did not rape you, idiot." I nodded but then I frowned. If he didn't rape me then there were two more choices to it. Either I stripped my clothes last night or I willing did…that…with Russell.
"Ew, please tell me I did not do that with you." I looked at Russell and waited for his response.
"I thought you only had the cat ears not a tail." He smirked at me as he leaned on the wall.
"Fuck, that's disgusting Russell. Damn, you traumatized me for life." I got up from the bed taking the sheet with me and put it around my waist. "If you don't mind, I going to take a shower then I'll go eat something and I'll be back to have a little nap to stop this bomb in my head." I moved towards the bathroom but before that I stood in front of Russell and hit him hard in his groin. He bent down in pain and I pushed him a little further as he dropped to the ground with loud thud.
"I really should be castrating you, but not in the mood to do so right now. Maybe when we get to central I will."
"Bitch." I heard him say before I entered the bathroom.
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Just as I was done taking my shower I heard a knock on the door. I wrapped a towel around my waist and opened the door.
As soon as I did I saw a flash. I looked up and saw Hughes grinning with is camera on hand and Roy next to him trying to look somewhere else besides me with, surprisingly, a blush on his face.
"I thought cats didn't like taking showers." At least he is not showing me his pictures. But I still don't like it how Mustang is looking at me. I can see very clearly the lust in his eyes, which is creepy.
"That's the bad thing about this transmutation, but it would be disgusting if I cleaned myself with my tongue."
"Yeah, please shower yourself then." I looked from Hughes to Mustang to see if he was going to say anything but apparently my body was of more interest than what we were talking about.
"Umm, Mustang…eyes up here." He stopped looking at my chest and looked up but after a few seconds he turned to face Hughes with another blush on his face. If I could just…
I looked back to Hughes and noticed that he was also enjoying Roy's reaction so he added.
"Well, I'll leave you two lovebirds alone. Oh, and we are almost there Ed so you better change." He grinned at me as he opened the door.
"Sure thing Hughes." I grinned back as I was very aware what he meant by that. Once that Hughes was out of the room I turned back to Mustang who was fascinated with the bed sheets.
"Sooo…" I said to get Mustang's attention, which I did, but just at certain point.
"So." He answered still looking at the bed sheets. It annoyed me right then that he wasn't looking at me so I pounced on him.
"What the..!" He yelled before he noticed me on top of him.
"You know, it annoys me when you ignore me." He looked at me and I found myself hypnotized by his black charcoal eyes.
"I've been very aware of that. But it annoys me when people jump on me." He smirked as I frowned. I now he sis lying because usually he loves it when the ladies are all over him. But since I'm not a girl it could be an understatement. It doesn't mean that because of that comment I'm going to get off.
"You seem to like to be on top of me all the time, not that I complain but…" Just right then he moved so fast that it took me a moment to register that he was now on top of me.
"What happened to your shyness back then?" I asked a little too amused for his liking. He blushed again and moved away from me muttering a 'whatever'. I thought he was going to leave the room so I could change since I still had only a towel covering my graces.
"You seem to be blushing a lot today." I voiced my discovery as I moved towards my suitcase to take out a pair of clean clothes. I waited for an answer but when I heard none I looked back to see if he had left already. I saw him sitting again on the bed, looking somewhere else. I shrugged it off and started changing into my clothes, all the time sensing eyes on my back, or at least I tried to convince myself. I blushed at the thought of it and hurried putting on my clothes. Once done I turned to face Mustang again. He was still watching all of my movements, which made me feel like I was some kind of prey to him. I smirked at the thought.
"Okay, stop staring at my ass Mustang." He looked up for a moment and this time he didn't blush. I would freak out if he did 'cause it would be so out of character; so not him.
"I'm not staring at your ass Fullmetal. I'm staring at your tail." I tried to look at it to and noticed that it was sticking out of the coat trying to get some kind of attention, which it was obviously getting.
"Yeah well, she likes to appear in the most opportune occasions." I answered sarcastically. I looked back to Mustang whom was highly amused by my answer. He raised an eyebrow when my tail started moving uncontrollably.
"She?" He asked. I looked at him questionably not understanding what he meant.
"You refer to your tail as a she?" He asked again when he noticed that he wasn't clear enough.
"Oh yeah, for some reason I like the tail better than the ears." I scratched my left cat ear in embarrassment as I admitted this.
"And why is that?" And they say that the curiosity killed the cat.
"I really don't know. Maybe it's because I can hide her better than the ears. And she is so fluffy. And the ears are annoying, especially when everyone always scratch them to make me purr. I hate it."
"Like this?" I looked up in time to see Mustang near me against a corner and reaching out his hand to scratch my ears. I freaked out and started to try hitting him with my hands.
"Back off! Back off! BACK OFF!" I started yelling but I stopped when I heard Mustang yell in pain. I opened my eyes. When did I closed them? I saw Mustang on the floor clutching at his forearm. Oops…?
"Umm…h-hey. You okay?" I knelt beside him and slightly touched his shoulder.
"You freaking scratched me!" He glared at me before he let go of his arm and for the first time I noticed a huge gash on his forearm.
"How could I possibly be able to do that!" I glared back. There was no possible way that me, Edward Elric, could be able to do that. And even if I could I would be proud of myself.
"You are a cat, Edward! Cats have claws!" I stopped glaring at him and instead looked at him with hurt.
"So that's what you think of me? That now because of this transmutation I'm just a cat? Fuck you! I know I'm better than that! I know I'm better than you! You bastard."
"Why are you getting so worked up for? You should be apologizing or at least trying to help me! You brat." I snorted as he called me a brat. Not that I cared at that moment. Was he insane? Does he really think that I would forget about my pride and apologize to him when I just found out that I have claws? Speaking of claws…I looked at my hands and indeed saw claws instead of my human nails.
"Wow. I have claws." I smiled and try to get control over them. I put all of my thoughts in trying to put them back but they wouldn't. They were still sticking out making me look like a freak. First the automail and now that I got rid of it now I have this transmutation.
"I'm bleeding here and all you think of is that you have claws?" I heard Mustang complain but I wasn't paying attention to him at the moment. All my thoughts went to Shou Tucker. If he still lived he would have used me to stay in the military. He would have probably made some studies to me, not letting me see anyone, staying inside a white room the rest of my life. What a depressive thought.
"Ed? Are you okay?" I was forced to look at Mustang, his hand on my cheek. There was concern written all over his face. His mask completely gone, making him look more…alive…or even human.
"Look if I said something to offend you…I…I'm…" Offend me? Why are my cheeks wet? I touched my cheek and noticed that I had been crying.
"Stupid emotional cats." I muttered before I started wiping away the tears.
"Passangers, we will be arriving at Central in five more minutes." I sighed as I got up. I went to get a piece of cloth and put it round Roy's arms.
"Once we get to Central you should go to the hospital so they can close the gash." Once I finished aiding him I got up and made my way to get my things to leave the train once they announced our arrival, but hand on my wrist stopped me. I looked at the hand and then at Mustang. I looked at him quiestionanly to understand what else he wanted for me to say, but his expression was unreadable making me uneasy.
"Mustang wha-" For a second, my mind went blank, just trying to concentrate on one thing: Mustang's lips on my own. It wasn't a long kiss but it was enough to make me feel warm inside. Before I had time to respond or to push him away, his lips on mine were already gone.
"Come on, you promised you would take me to the hospital." He moved to the door and smirked at me before he left. I stayed there still trying to process what had happened. How stupid I would look if I started jumping and screaming like a girl with a huge crush? The real stupid thing is that I'm not making any moves to win him over! I cannot even understand why. Maybe is because of Hawkeye's threat. Could you call it a threat? It's just killing me inside not being able to just…jump him! As much as I hate his smirk it makes him look jumpable. Maybe that's how he sees me, right? If I remember correctly he once said that I looked cute. Damn that bastard for being so jumpable.
"I never promised him to take him to the hospital. That smug bastard." I muttered to myself as I left the compartment to take Roy to the hospital.