Like Night and Day

by: BlackRosePoet

Summary: Roy and Ed are both on missions in Liore. When a thunderstorm comes up, bringing bad memories for Ed, Roy shows a softer side to his personality. As time and events progress the two realize their affections for each other. Roy/Ed; yoai in final chapter.

Disclaimer: Don't own FMA, Roy or Ed; I cry.

Warning: Light language. Fluff in the first two chapters; yoai in the third. Don't like, don't read, don't flame. Also my first attempt at a sex scene, so be gentle on the critique.

AN: I wrote this story last summer and intended to get it edited and posted, but it didn't happen. So I decided to post it now, and frankly I made few changes to it.

Like Cannons

"Hm, smells like rain." Roy mused as he got into his hotel bed. "Hopefully it won't be too muddy tomorrow, I hate getting my boots dirty. And Ed might just sink into a puddle," he chuckled.

Brigadier General Roy Mustang had been sent to Liore to check on the troops surreptitiously stationed there after the near civil war almost a year ago. He was to ascertain their positions and circumstances; making sure they were well prepared to stay there, but in a low key way so as not to incite violence or resentment from the citizens. Accompanying him on the journey was the Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric. He was there to investigate the general morale of the people, and specifically their feelings concerning the military. Ed was the perfect one to play the spy; his diminutive stature kept him from being intimidating, while his easygoing personality got people talking to him.

"Plus if necessary he could pose as a child, or hide in small spaces," Roy thought, laughing to himself as he imagined the boy's outrage if he were to mention this to him. Even in thought Roy couldn't resist making digs at the boy's height (or lack thereof). Ed's reaction was always so damned amusing; he loved seeing the boy get all worked up over the slightest provocation.

Drifting off to sleep, Roy heard the first muted boom of thunder of the approaching storm, and then a loud thud from the room next door.

"Fullmetal, are you alright?" he asked, getting up to speak through the door to the adjoining room.

"I…I'm fine, bastard general," came the growled reply.

"What the hell happened?" he asked gently, opening the door, not liking the original catch in the boy's voice.

"Nothing. The thunder surprised me is all," the blond answered from his position on the floor next to his bed.

"Right…" the thunder hadn't been that loud. Roy grinned, he couldn't help but take this chance to goad the nearly naked golden-eyed boy who was now struggling to untangle himself from the bedclothes he had brought with him to the floor. "Scared of thunderstorms are you, Fullmetal?" he chortled, anticipating the feisty response.

Rising perfectly to the bait, muscles tightening, face writhing in passion, Ed shouted, "NO!" Only to be cut off abruptly by another boom of thunder, which caused his eyes to widen and him to tremble slightly.

"Ed…?"

"It sounds like the cannons and guns…" he offered quietly, looking at the floor. Roy looked at the boy remembering when he could be frightened like that, with loud noises or quick movements, after the war in Ishbal. He knew what battles could do to a person, the scars they could leave, the nightmares they produced.

Thunder sounded a third time, making the usually sunny boy tremble again. Roy crossed the room and embraced Ed. The blond fought to free himself for a moment before subsiding into the older man's arms as he ran a soothing hand up and down his back.

"I don't think this storm is going to pass anytime soon," Roy murmured after a moment, and lay down on the bed pulling Ed with him.

"What the hell?!" Ed yelped loudly.

"Hush. You don't want to wake the neighbors, do you?" Roy admonished with a small smile as he rocked back on his hip so he was supporting a good deal of the boy's weight. He tightened his arms around the blond, tucking his head securely beneath his chin. As Ed wriggled slightly to get comfortable Roy could feel the coolness of his metal arm even through the shirt he had taken to wearing to bed since his fight with Pride/Fuhrer Bradley. Except for the cool hardness of his metal limbs, Ed was very pleasingly warm and firm. With that thought Roy drifted happily to sleep, despite the storm outside.

Roy woke slowly to the mellow sunlight pouring over him and the warm body next to him. Opening his eyes, he leisurely studied the young face beside him. It was lit in gold to match his hair and eyes, and had a light spattering of freckles across the bridge of the nose that quite appealed to Roy. In fact the only thing that spoiled the boy from being entirely golden was his silver limbs which glinted faintly in the sunlight. Yes, Ed was the Fullmetal Alchemist, with a will of steel and a body of silver and gold. Yet he was also full of energy and a bit dangerous like flame, and he gave life like the sun.

Roy cautiously arose, and returned to his own room to get himself ready for the day ahead. He figured that if Ed woke with him there he'd likely get a violent taste of that hot temper. It was one thing for him to be near the blond comforting him when he was frightened in the middle of the night, but Roy couldn't see that Ed would much appreciate his presence upon waking in the same bed in the bright morning.