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Look Past Your Face

Edward ran through the battlefront trying to find Roy. He had an urgent message from the higher ups about the battle he was leading and he needed to get it fast. Usually he wouldn't even be in battle at all but the message was confidential and needed to be hand delivered. For once, although he would deny it until Briggs melted, Edward was glad that he was small. He was able to dart in and out of fallen debris and was pretty unseen by the enemy. He hit behind a large part of a broken building and leaned against it, massaging his lower back from having the crouch down so much. He may have been small, but his red coat didn't help his invisibility if he just stood up and walked.

"I hate battle... War is stupid." He mumbled to himself as he held the letter in his hand. "Stupid colonel..."

Although the war and Roy's leading of it wasn't the colonel's fault, the higher ups thought that having Edward deliver the note would let him know the sense of urgency and also they thought he'd listen to him more than anyone else. Edward could only image what little they knew of the relationship between him and Colonel Bastard. He felt like a child around the man, even though he was, he didn't like feeling like one with him. He had pretty much taken his role as father for Al and done everything for the two of them, so having Roy up his ass all the time made him a little miffed.

An explosion behind the piece of building he was hiding behind made Edward jump and he decided he should probably get a move on before he was blown up.

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Roy was throwing flame streams left and right, taking out soldier after soldier. Drachma really didn't people set up for the power of State Alchemists and so they were dropping like flies. Roy didn't want to be in war again; he thought the he didn't have to when he became a colonel. Not that he liked sitting behind a desk from 9-5, but he'd rather be doing paperwork than watching men get cooked to death and hearing the sounds of horrified screams. This was starting to remind him of Ishval...

He snapped one last time, sending a group of ten down, leaving one alive and turned to his troops behind him.

"You're in the clear! Move ahead!"

Someone repeated his commands and he stayed back, watching the men go deeper into the broken landscape. Buildings upon buildings had been bombed and were now in a state of rubble and disarray.

"Sir!" he heard someone yell at him.

He turned as Fuery ran to him, holding out a piece of paper.

"I just got this through the telecommunication line. They said that Edward is coming up here with an urgent message from the Fuhrer."

"Fullmetal? What the hell do those people think they're doing? He's just a kid!"

"I know, sir, but whatever he has, you'll need to read it."

"Well of course, Fuery, do you think I wouldn't?"

Fuery didn't say anything as Roy turned around and ran back to the small hut that housed telecommunications and the strategy room.

"When did you get that message?"

"Just now but they said he left a half hour ago."

"Just great! And with that bright red coat of his and his weird golden hair and eyes, he's a perfect target."

"Who did you say had weird hair and eyes?"

Roy looked over as Edward was hunched over in the doorway of the hut, looking at him with a smug look. Roy made a face at him.

"Give me whatever it is you're supposed to give me and beat it. You don't need to be out here."

"Yeah, I don't want to either. Here." He said, handing him the envelope.