Disclaimer: I don't own FMA. If I did, you better believe that there would be RoyxEd in the series.
Want proof?
Me: Ed, do I own FullMetal Alchemist?
Edward: -laughs- As if the likes of you could really own me. You can't even get my character down properly when writing fan fiction.

By the way, take no offense, please. This is my apology to all the gangsters out there.
And, uhmm, they KISS (yaoi). So leave if you don't want to read that.

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There was a point in which Edward went through a "gangster" phase.

He came to work with a thin, ribbed black tank top on. Also, his pants were only pulled up to a point on his thighs, thus exposing his striped boxers.

Immediately, he was called into Roy Mustang's office to be disciplined.

"Fullmetal, what is the meaning of this?"

"Yo, g, I'm gangsta. Whaz a poppin?" Edward replied while throwing up gang symbols. Roy sighed.

"Do you even know what half of those MEANT?" Edward just blinked, so Roy smirked. "Besides..." Roy said as he came closer to Edward with his hands behind his back. He leaned down as if to kiss him, and so Edward braced himself somewhat excitedly, but Roy didn't touch him. Once he was very close to Edward's face, Roy whispered, "Gangsters can't be gay. Not openly, at least."

With that said, Roy stood up straightly and turned to the window. Edward was taken aback. "What?"

"You heard me, Fullmetal. If you are gangster, I'm calling it quits and going for Hawkeye." Roy froze, knowing he took it too far. He slowly turned to face Edward, who had his face down and was shaking. "...Ed?"

Edward turned to walk straight out of the room, but Roy grabbed his arm and turned him around. When Roy saw that Edward's face was tear-streaked, he leaned in to kiss him. Edward wasn't expecting anything, since Roy was faking last time. However, Roy leaned completely in and kissed him. During the kiss, Roy took a hold of Edward's pants. Edward blushed, thinking Roy was going to pull them down, but instead Roy pulled them up. Still, the pants fell down again, and Roy gave up.

As Roy began to kiss around, kissing Edward's tears away, he began to speak. "Ed, you know I love you no matter what. I didn't mean it." Then putting his face in front of Edward's, he said, "I'm sorry. Forgive me?"

Edward replied by kissing him.

"By the way, gangsters don't cry either." Roy murmured.

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More A/N:
Roy: The only way he would get huge pants is to wear men's sizes.
Edward: WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL HE HAS TO WEAR A THREE-YEAR-OLD'S PANTS?
Roy: -smirk-
Me: Geez. Ahahah--Edward as a gangster.
Edward: Shut up.
Me: You know, I never realized that it's kind of hard to write with two male characters. -sighs- I'm not sure if I like it, but I don't think I made Ed and Roy correct. Hmph.
Roy: FLAME HER!
Me: Heyyy. Traitor. But constructive critcizism would be nice, I suppose. Flames? Go right ahead.