When September Ends

By: Mustang'sBunny

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Gees. That's kind-of depressing when you think about it. And yes, the title is from the song "When September Ends" by Green Day. I thought it was a fitting title and "theme song" for this fan fiction. By the end you should understand, but really it has nothing to do with the story...

Oh, and please...NO FLAMES!

Chapter One: You can't be serious...

"What are you doing?" Colonel Roy Mustang asked his subordinate.

Ed looked over from where he was finishing up planting a couple of flowers. The white flowers with their pink middles were very bright under the spring sun. Full Metal was in a pair of long black pants and a white T-shirt that was covered with dirt. Roy had just been returning from work, so he was still fully dressed in uniform. With a war raging on their borders, the Colonel was way over worked.

"I'm planting some flowers," Ed hummed.

Despite the war, and the fact that he was still a dog of the military, he was in a fairly good mood.

The two state alchemists lived together in a house not too far from Central HQ, yet it was still rather out in the countryside. To both of them, their house looked like something out of a Martha Steward catalog. A white, two level house with no driveway, and a white picket fence around it's acre perimeter . The grass is always greener...on their law. Roy has a sort-of O.C.D. with the lawn...

"Why didn't you ask me first?" Roy asked from the walkway that lead up to the front porch.

"You were at work," Ed said as he slipped of his gloves and stood up from where he had been kneeling. The knees of his pants were covered it powdery dirt.

"What a lame excuse Ed," Roy sighed.

It wasn't that the flowers looked bad, it was just that Roy liked to know what was going on all the time. Ed had also planted roses along the front of the house without Roy's knowledge last summer.

The short alchemist was a do-it-yourselfer. He never asked for any help with anything-he had practically installed most of the inside of the house by himself, and he had done a pretty good job. The only thing he tried to do, and failed, was the electricity. With his auto-mail, he had almost electrocuted himself and had to go to the hospital, but not before throwing several tools and colorful words at the wires and such.

Ed and Roy had been living in the same house for two years. Alphonse had his body back and was working with Rose at the church in her home town; he thought he owed God something for all the trouble he caused his brother. Hughes, Gracia, and Elicia lived a couple blocks down. Hughes had finally been released from the hospital's intensive care wing, years after the Envy shooting that had left him in a coma.

Winry made a couple visits every year to visit and repair Ed's auto-mail. She still disliked the Colonel a bit since he had killed both of her parents, but she put up with him just to make Ed happy. After all, Ed and Roy were an inseparable pair, deeply in love.

"You didn't plant anything else, did you?" Roy asked as Ed came over to him.

"No..."

"Good-" Roy started before being cut off by a hug from Ed.

"Welcome home Roy!" he said. Ed hated being alone most of the day.

Roy smiled and patted Ed's head. It always made him feel good to come home to Ed.

"Oh yeah, Hughes and his family called," Ed said as he released Roy. "They were wondering if we could have dinner together tonight."

Roy groaned. Although he was best friends with Hughes, and adored his wife and kids, Roy wasn't the type for parties. He usually said that he would do that kind of stuff when Hell froze over. Well, Hell must have frozen over several times since Hughes had woken up.

"Are they coming over here?" Roy asked.

"Yup."

"Great..."

"I'm going to go take a shower, can get everything ready while I'm cleaning up?" Ed asked.

"Do I really have a choice?"

Ed walked up the steps of their house and through the front door, where Roy followed moments later.

Inside the house was nice and neat- that however did not include the shed in the backyard. Walking into the house landed you in a hardwood foyer which lead you either into the kitchen which was yellow in color, or into the green living room. The dinning room was toward the back of the house, and Ed and Roy had painted that room a dark red color. The upstairs of their house had a bathroom, and three rooms. One of the rooms was their bedroom, the other a library/study. The last room however was vacant. Ed had never allowed Roy to store anything in that room, for reasons unknown to the Flame Alchemist.

For the next half-hour, Roy pulled out food and plates, and started fixing up stuff for Hughes' family. Elicia was almost eight now, so she would want something else to do instead of listening to the adults talk. Roy briefly looked out a window while passing into the den- an unfinished room they were saving the winter to complete, when he saw something new in the backyard.

Many trees speckled the back lawn, but on one tree, twisting around it, was a large slide. On another tree not too far from the one, had a swing hanging from one of the branches.

"What the hell?" Roy muttered to himself as he stopped and stared out the window.

"Is something wrong?" came Ed's voice from the steps.

Edward descended the steps wearing a pair of jeans and a black tank top. Even though he was a good ways away, Roy could smell his apple scented shampoo that made his hair so silky looking.

"Uh, yeah. Where did those things come from?" Roy asked as he gestured out the window. "Did you transmute them or something?"

"Yes..."

"But you said-"

"You asked me if I had planted anything," Ed pointed out with his trademark smirk, "you didn't ask if I had built anything..."

"But why would you make something like that?!" Roy yelped. "It's not like we're going to have kids!"

Ed stared back in confusion.

"What? What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Come on Ed, why would you make that stuff just for when Elicia comes over?" Roy pushed. "Admit it. You want a kid!"

Ed still wore a confused look, but his eyes also showed a bit of disappointment.

"You wouldn't even consider it?" Ed asked.

"No! I don't want kids! I never will!" Roy yelled.

Roy didn't realize at first, but he had truthfully panicked. He neither liked kids, nor had ever wanted them. He was totally oblivious to the fact that Ed had been wanting to discuss this matter with him, or the fact that his lover's eyes had lowered to the ground.

"Well it's not like I want kids right now," Ed said, startling Roy a lot, "but what about later? You don't have to say yes to it just yet, but don't say no..."

"But I'm not going to change my mind!" Roy yelled. "I DON'T WANT KIDS FULL METAL!!"

Suddenly Ed's expression changed like the change in spring temperatures.

"Is that an order?" he snapped.

Without even realizing it, Roy had used Ed's dog name. It was the one thing that Edward had stated when they first moved in together never to do.

"Ed, understand-"

"I can't believe you won't even consider it!" Edward yelled. His temper was getting the best of him...

The young blonde walked over to the sofa that was in the den and laid across it, not allowing Roy to sit with him.

"I've told you before, I don't want a bunch of kids running around!" Roy yelled, already wishing Ed would just drop the matter.

"Do I tell you what to do all the time?!" Ed yelled. "I thought I've done everything I could ever do for you! Why won't you just do this one thing for me?! I don't even care if it's a boy or a girl! I would name the girl Roxanne, or the boy Roxas! See? You don't even have to pick out names!"

"Ed-"

Roy was cut short by the doorbell ringing. Ed glared at Roy before getting up off the sofa and walking to the front door.

"You really are the Cold Flame," Ed hissed as he walked into the foyer.

The Flame Alchemist didn't move from where he was standing as he heard Ed greeting the guests with fake happy hellos.

"I thought I heard yelling," Gracia said as Roy walked into the foyer, "is everything alright?"

"Yelling? You must have been imagining it," Ed said with a fake smile that made Roy feel sick. "No, everything's fine...for the moment."

Ah, a lover's quarrel. Poor Edward. Don't worry Chibi, I'm sure there's plenty of fangirls who would give you as many kids as you want. Am I right?

So? What do you think? Y'know, there's that funny little button where you can tell me...click it please...