Setup (Edward Elric x Reader)

Chapter Two~ Date?!

You and the small blond-headed boy sat down at a booth. You ordered a(n) (favorite drink) and the boy ordered a water. "OK, let's do this!" You said enthusiastically, pumping your fist in the air.

~le decoding time skip~

"Oh, so YOU'RE the person I was supposed to meet here," you and the boy said at the same time. "Well, I suppose introductions are in order," you said with a sigh as you stood up. "My name is (f/n) (l/n), the (insert alchemist name) Alchemist," you said, offering your hand to the boy, who shook it, saying, "I'm Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist. But you can call me Ed."

"So, why exactly are we here?" You asked as you sat back down. "Um..." Ed said, scratching his head nervously. "What's wrong, cat got your tongue?" You asked jokingly. "Well..." Ed said, "ColonelMustangsetusuponadate." "Come again?" You asked, though you had heard what he said. You just wanted to make ABSOLUTELY sure. Ed cleared his throat before speaking. "I said, 'Colonel Mustang set us up on a date.' Clean out your ears."

You got an irk mark quite similar to the ones the boy sitting across from you would get. "Wait here," you said, standing up. "Where are you going?" Ed asked, confused. "I'm gonna go kill Mustang for setting me up on a date," you said, starting to walk off. "Hold up, hold up," you heard Ed say behind you. He quickly got up and led you back to your seat, and proceeded to explain why you couldn't kill the Colonel (yet, probably) as you rolled your eyes.

Some time later, the two of you were distracted by a middle-aged lady coming up and saying, "You two are so cute! Are you siblings?" (A/N: middle aged ladies don't show any mercy, do they?) You started to laugh but stopped when Ed said, "No way someone like her would be my sister." The lady started to back away, and fled fully when you responded to Ed's jibe with, "What's that supposed to mean, Little Red Riding Hood?" The two of you proceeded to get into an argument until you stood up, saying, "If you want me to leave, fine! I'm gone." As you started to walk away, you were jerked back by a hand gripping your coat. You looked back angrily and found that it was Ed keeping you there. He had one hand gripping your coat but was looking out of the window, a light blush on his face.

"Just stay, (f/n)," he said, "you're one of the only people in the military that I can actually stand." You sat down angrily, glaring out of the window. "I'm sorry, Ed," you said, almost under your breath. "I'm sorry, too, (f/n)," he said.