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"Colonel…have you ever done something, so wrong it made you want to run away?"

(EdxRoy) (Inspired by Remembering Sunday by All Time Low)

Who knows how many years it has been. How many years it has been since Roy had last see him. Seen those beautiful blonde locks, golden ember eyes, shining limbs. His hair was pulled back into a single ponytail. Close to five years, it had to have been. Because today was Sunday, a sad day for Roy Mustang, five years ago this day Edward Elric vanished.

In one gloved hand Roy held onto a glass of scotch filled to the brim, topped off with ice. In the other hand a small square photo given to him by Alponse. It was a photo of Edward, sitting out on the Rockbell's porch, hunched over holding the dog Den. That cheesy wide smile always brought a grin to Roy's face. Alphonse by the way got his body back after the whole ordeal with Father. But according to Alphonse. Only a week after returning to Resembool, Edward vanished over night.

Leaning forward letting out a haphazard sigh, the alcohol on his breath stung his nostrils. His coal black eyes had bags under them. Redness around his iris, lids half closed. "Where did you run off to Fullmetal?" He said in a single sighs as he chugged another drink down his throat, not able to even taste the devils nectar anymore.

Five years, that makes Roy 35 now. "You must be at least 23… I wish I could have given you your first drink" Roy hiccuped as he pushed the glass away and leaned back. "I wonder…if you would punch me for keeping this photo" He said as he placed the photo back down on his desk. Yes Edward would most definitely sock one right into his ribs, saying 'Why would a bastard like you keep that…. to laugh at how short I am compared to a dog!' Roy could hear his voice ringing in his ears now as if Edward was right next to him. Standing up with a push of the table he managed to stumble his way to his bedroom. Falling on top of his comforter with a flop and his head landing on the pillow. His arms wrapped around the pillow securely as he buried his face into the pillow. "I promise…I'll find you Edward. Bring you home" He mumbled as he fell asleep till fully clothed besides his shoes that lay against the wall just kicked off without a care. His eyes closed as he drifted off to sleep.

"Here Colonel. This is the most recent photo we have of him" Alphonse eyes stared up at Roy's as if trying to speak to him through glances. Roy has seen those eyes before, in Ishbal. Pleading eyes, wide eyes that seemed to be staring straight into your own soul; eyes that almost seemed to have given up, but he knew Alphonse, his eyes were not the giving up type; more determined and not waning off of their destination.

Roy glanced down at the photo and took it in his hand and nodded his head. "I'll do my best Alphonse" Turning on his heels he left Alphonse there standing at the doorway, Winry their childhood friend left on the couch sobbing at the fact that Edward was missing. Walking back to the car, slicking his hand back and put his hat on he got into the passengers side. Riza's eyes glanced over at him. "How did it go sir?" She asked as she drove down the dirt road.

"I saw those eyes again," Roy said in a single toned voice as he closed his eyes. "Eyes I never wanted to see" Riza kept her eyes on the road, dirt flying up from the back tires making the house seem to disappear.

"You ever think that Edward doesn't want to be found?" She asked. Roy just shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"Who knows with that kid; wherever he is he better be in his right mind. I can't picture him doing this to Alphonse and Winry" Riza nodded her head

Eyes shooting open as the alarm clock went off, buzzing in his eyes, damn. His tired eyes closed again as he rubbed the sleep away from them before reaching over and pressing down on his clock. The clock read 8am and he had to be at work in a half an hour. Who cares anymore, without that blonde bursting through his door his days seemed to get duller as the weeks and months went by without him.

His morning went normal, brushing his teeth fitting himself with his uniform. Pulling on his gloves and grabbing that single photo of Edward and stuffed it into his pocket. Walking passed his kitchen he froze; it had to be his imagination. Whipping his head around he could have sworn he saw Edward there sitting his chair, but it was just his mind playing tricks on him. His heart raced; sweat clammed up his palms as he managed to calm down. That kitchen seemed empty, untouched. Another memory entered his mind.

"Fullmetal are you planning on emptying out my fridge I just stocked for a week," Roy asked as he put another pancake on Ed's plate and he dug into it like it was the only thing he had eaten in days. Ed coughed before swallowing the orange juice as well. Though it did look like Ed hadn't been gaining wait, he looked like he was all bone, his clothing looked baggier than usual.

"It's just you here isn't it? I'm doing you a favor so your food doesn't go to waste" He said as he put the glass down.

"What are you doing here Edward? You are the last person to show up on my doorstep at 5am" Roy said rather irritated as he took his place at his kitchen table staring at the blonde across from him. The air seemed to get thicker as Ed put down the fork and knife and just stared down at the floor. But before he could ask again Edward just gave that cheesy grin. "Ah well Al kicked me out of the apartment something about me being a slob, leaving books and food lying around" Ed said as he laughed halfheartedly. But Roy could see through it, something was off. "Besides what's it to you?" He added before taking a bite of the remaining pancake before pushing the plate away from him.

"Because Edward this is my house and it was 5am" He said. "Why are you here?" Roy asked as he gazed into those golden optics. Ed seemed to remain quiet, something he rarely does, and he only does it when he is serious.

"Colonel…have you ever done something, so wrong it made you want to run away?"

Those were the last words he had heard from Edward. Back then he didn't look much into it, Edward always asked solemn questions likes those when he got serious. But he always figured out what he needed to go. But this time, Ed never figured out what to do, so he ran. Sitting at the desk he glanced at the paperwork and mail Riza had dropped off. He sighed as his fingers glided over the piece of mail putting them categories, junk, not junk and burnable. The very last envelope was different. No military seal, no important notices just a place envelope with a single name scribble across it.

'Colonel Bastard'

A lump formed in Roy's throat as he read those words. Only one person had called him that through the years. It was Ed, had to be him. Black eyes glanced around seeing if anyone was in his office, it was just Roy with peace and quiet for a few minutes. Shaky fingers carefully unsealed the letter not wanting to possibly damage the contents inside. Pulling out a folded piece of paper he

Roy,

Do you remember the promise I made to you that night in the car. I believe the promise was over 520 cenz. I wish I could give that to you right now. But I believe I owe you a lot more than some pocket change. I owe you an explanation. I can't believe it's been 5 years. How are Alphonse and Winry doing? I'm thinking about them as I write this, I bet Winry would love to throw a wrench at me and Al would probably punch me in the face. Lovely family I have.

But Roy, I owe you the most. For watching out for me all those years when I was to young and stubborn to realize what you truly did for me. Remember that Sunday morning when I asked you if you have ever done something so wrong, you wanted to run away? That's what I did 5 years ago. I ran.

I'm not coming back, I've done something so terrible. I'm terrified to speak but you wouldn't expect that from me. I messed up I'll be blunt now I just want the rain to wash the memory out of my mind.

I don't expect you to write me back. I just wanted to give you some closure to let you know I am alive and well. But at times I wish I wasn't...not after what I did.

Oh and can you do me one more favor? I know I ask a lot but this will be the last thing I ask of you. Could you let Winry and Al know I am alive…and then burn this letter for me?

Take care; you would have made a great Fuhrer.

Fullmetal.

Roy's hands shook as he read the last part of the letter. "Idiot" he said with anger and sadness hinted in his voice. "How can I write you back if you don't leave a return address!?" He said as he. About to do what he asked and had his index and thumb finger pressed together he noticed something. Next to the last thing he said Fuhrer, were two droplets, which look like water spilled on it. Roy released his fingers as he stared. Were those teardrops? No Edward would never cry for him. Expecting there to be more on the back his heart sank when he saw an empty backside. "Sorry Edward…I can't keep your last promise. I'm going to find you, this letter is my only clue," he said as he put the letter in his top drawer and locked it.

Part one of two! Review! Next part will be longer and maybe you will get to find out what Edward did to cause him to run away. So you better review! hahaha