Hello to all of you out there! This is Kator, previously known as CherryYumDiddley like 500 years ago. This is a re-write of my very first fanfiction EVER. I wrote it when I was 12, and found it again when I was 19 and realized that I owed my fans an ending but the writing was AWFUL and I couldn't bear to do it unless I re-wrote the entire thing. So, here it is. This fic was previously called "Silver Lining" and is now called "Snowflakes".

This is a RoyEd yaoi MPreg fic, so if that's not for you, then have a lovely day and I hope you find what you're looking for. It's rated M just in case people freak out about how "inappropriate" the content is.

ANYWAY. I won't keep wasting your time. To my old readers, thank you for staying with me and I hope you enjoy the new and improved "Silver Lining". To my new readers, I hope you enjoy "Snowflakes"! Happy reading! More chapters to come very soon!

Chapter 1

After all of the commotion from his visit home, Edward was happy to be on the train heading back to Central City. He loved his visits home, and being present for the birth of his nephew was an unforgettable experience.

This wasn't the first birth that Edward had witnessed, not by any means. When he was younger, he helped his now-sister-in-law Winry deliver a baby by promptly running around panicking like any levelheaded government official would. Even now, as his train rattled on past the rolling landscapes of Amestris, Ed couldn't help but smile at the memory. It always amazed him that women were able to do something that alchemists had been trying to figure out for decades: create human life. Ed was no stranger to the world of forbidden life-creating alchemy, and the fact that his brother and Winry were able to do something so incredible without any science at all – well, it was just amazing. And seeing the look on his brother's face as he held his son for the first time reassured Ed that he made the right decision in letting Al live independently after they got their bodies back.

Despite his happiness for his brother's success and fulfillment, Ed would be lying if he said he wasn't at least a little jealous. Since getting their bodies back, Al had gotten married, began studying as a doctor, and had his first child. While Ed on the other hand…well, hadn't. Ed spent most of his days filling out paperwork for the military and most of his nights reading more about how to get better at alchemy. He didn't ever feel the need to abandon his military position – it was a steady job and as a 19-year-old boy, where else was he supposed to find a salary like the one the state provided him? He knew that he had plenty of time to get married and have kids and all of that, and he wasn't really in a rush or anything, but seeing his brother do all of these things before he had even kissed anyone was a little… upsetting.

Ed had spent a lot of his life focused on a goal – be it bringing his mother back to life or restoring Al to his original body – and when he had finally accomplished that goal, he realized that there were a lot of things he had missed out on developmentally. First, Ed realized that he had missed out on his most pristine opportunity to be an angsty teenager. Yeah, it doesn't sound like a big deal, but when you don't get to whine about stupid mundane things at any point in your life because you're too focused on saving the world and your only living family member from impending doom, it really sucks to miss out on. Second, Ed hadn't really had time to think about sexuality or his romantic life. It's not that he didn't have sexual urges or that he wasn't capable of having crushes, he just didn't have time. And third, when the dust from his busy life had finally settled and Ed was able to reflect on himself for the first time in years, he was left with the terrible realization that he had indeed developed feelings for someone along his journey. He had developed feelings for the self-centered, pompous, stuck-up, "ladies man" that was Roy Mustang.

And as the train pulled into the station at Central City and Edward stepped onto the platform, he was very displeased to see said "self-centered, pompous, stuck-up, 'ladies-man'" leaning casually against one of the walls of the station. Edward didn't try to hide his scowl as he approached his commanding officer.

"Couldn't they send anyone else to get me? Aren't you too busy to take time out of your day to come pick me up from the train station?"

Mustang's lips curved into his signature smirk and his eyebrows lifted ever so slightly as he spoke, "No, really, I insisted. I'm never to busy to handle such a small task."

Ed felt his blood begin to boil and his hands balled into tight fists. "Was that supposed to be a short joke?"

"What? Of course not. I just didn't want anyone else to have to take time out of their day to do something on such short notice. Even if it is something as tiny as picking up a brat from a train station."

"Oh yeah? Well at least I'm not a fucking giant! Who the hell do you think you are, calling me short!? You stupid tower of a grizzly bear bastard!" Anger wasn't something that Ed knew how to handle well. In fact, it normally ended with him embarrassing himself.

"Oh, come on now, don't get your panties in a knot. My car's around back." The Colonel's smirk didn't waver as he turned to walk out of the station, Edward following reluctantly behind.

"How was Resembool?"

"It was fine. The baby was born healthy. They had a boy." Small talk. Ed always sucked at small talk.

"That's nice. I look forward to seeing pictures. It'll be nice to have another baby for people to gush over. Elisia is getting too big." Roy took his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door to his car while Ed went around to the passenger side. "Have you found any girls here in central city that you're interested in?" Mustang teased.

"I don't have time for that stuff." Ed felt his hands clamming up, his throat tightening. Damn, this was uncomfortable. Why couldn't it just be easy to be around Mustang? Why couldn't he just be his normal smart-ass self? "What about you? Do you have a girlfriend?" Ed hissed back. Shit. That didn't sound too jealous did it? No, of course not. Mustang was straight. And straight guys can never pick up on stuff like that.

"Oh no. Goodness knows that you're the only one for me Edward." The keys went into the ignition and the engine roared to life. The car pulled out of the station and into the empty streets of late-night Central City.

In a normal situation, Ed would just laugh off Mustang's comment. But in this particular situation, after watching his brother enjoying his fulfilling life, and then having a five hour long train ride in which to reflect on his own unfulfilled love life, and then having his unreachable crush tease him about the fact that he couldn't have him, this comment struck a nerve. Ed sat quietly against the window with his cheek in his palm.

"You okay Fullmetal?" Mustang broke the silence as they approached the apartment complex where Ed lived.

"I'm fine. Just park the fucking car already so I can go home."

"You really should watch your language little boy."

That was it. The "straw that broke the chimera's genetically engineered back" as they say.

"I'm not a kid Mustang, so you can stop fucking treating me like one. And I'm not little. I have a growing problem. Would it kill you to sop being a dick for one day? Like, one fucking day? I have a lot going on right now and I really don't need to have to deal with your shit." Ed reached for the door knob of the car, prepared to make an elaborate and over-dramatic escape, only to find his attempt foiled by a locked handle. As he turned to make another snotty remark to Mustang about how he couldn't even unlock the door because he's that much of a fucking idiot, he was shocked to see Mustang's face dangerously close to his own.

So shocked, that he didn't have time to react before Mustang's lips were kissing him.