Well, here it is. My second fanfic after an incredibly long writing absence.

Alrighty then…Here it goes. This was based on a idea I've had for a while, and I thought I'd try it out. While writing this, I listened to the opening of the FMA movie nonstop. It inspired me. XD I wrote this on a rainy day due to…multiple things, you could say. I just wanted to test out my yaoi-writing skills. XD Sorry if it sucks. Please bear with me. ^^

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Fullmetal Alchemist franchise, or any aspects of the title….Though I wish I did…

Rating: PG-13/ R in later chapters

WARNING: Male/male, angst, slash, yaoi, Edward/Hughes

I am fully aware of how OOC the characters in this will probably be. And I also realize that this relationship is also highly unlikely in the real world. XD But, hey, a girl's got to hold on to her dreams.

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It scared him. It humiliated him. It made him feel immersed in guilt and regret. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes had liked the young Edward Elric from the start, there was no denying that. And it was true that he had developed some affection for the boy. But, he had only intended for it to be a fatherly regard to the young alchemist, definitely not what it was now. Hughes wasn't in love with him. He had not fallen for Edward Elric. He…he couldn't have! The boy was fifteen! He was twice his age, for Christ's sake! AND, he had a lovely wife and a child he adored tremendously. He had a successful job and… And yet….since he had first met the young prodigy, something had felt missing…Though he put on a show, feigning strength, Hughes knew that Edward harbored deep troubles. And, for some reason beyond him, the older man had felt a frightening desire to protect the boy and provide him with the comfort he could see he needed. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but somewhere between his first meeting with the elder Elric and the present, he had fallen victim to his worst nightmare.

"Damn it all. What do I do now…?" Hughes sighed miserably before slumping forward onto his desk.

Of course, Edward wouldn't need him always. He had his brother, who could no doubt comfort him when necessary. Why should the teenager feel for the Lieutenant Colonel the way he had come to feel for him? He had so much more to do than indulge in the thirty-year-old's feelings. Hughes slapped himself, hard. He then slumped forward onto the front of his desk, sighing miserably. Get a grip on yourself. This isn't right.

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Edward Elric shuffled down the hallway to the mess hall, his face buried in a book concerning the properties of the alchemic properties of the human body. Yawning, he turned the page. He soon felt himself bump into someone, causing him to stop. Lowering his book, he then looked up to see Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes adjusting his glasses.

"Ah, Lieutenant. Always nice to see you," Edward greeted Hughes with a grin.

"Oh…Well, hello, Ed," Hughes said, and then looked around, "Alphonse isn't with you…?"

"Nah, Al's back in the library. Thought I'd take a break from studying and get something to eat," the blonde smiled.

"Oh. I see…" Hughes trailed off, and found himself avoiding the young Alchemist's eyes. He cleared his throat. " So. What're you reading?"

"Ah, some book about the human body, and its natural correspondence with alchemy, and whatnot," Edward answered, flipping through some of its pages, "But I've read better." Again with that signature grin of his.

"Well, that's…good….," Hughes was finding it difficult to construct a sentence that didn't sound like he wasn't paying attention to what the boy was saying. And he wasn't paying attention, not in the least. Instead, he was focusing on Edward's face. God, he loved that face, every part of it. Especially those eyes; they were liquid amber, a raging fire in essence. He couldn't get enough of these features now so precious to him. And that hair…The prodigy's hair was that of silken gold. And that skin-

"Hughes?" Edward asked, tilting his head in that familiar way of his, "Something wrong?"

"Ah- N-no, sorry. Just…drifting off…" Hughes snapped to attention, and felt his face burn slightly. He gulped. God, get a grip, Maes!

"Oh, ok. Well, I've gotta go- I'm starving! Catch ya later, Hughes." The short alchemist grinned again and continued on his way to the mess hall, leaving a very bewildered Maes Hughes behind.

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Colonel Roy Mustang's eyebrow arched upon seeing Lieutenant Colonel Hughes enter his office. He placed his paperwork to the side of his desk, and folded his hands, his chin resting on top.

"Hughes. What do you want?" inquired the Crimson Alchemist, and was incredibly disturbed to see his long-time friend sink into one of his chairs with a dejected groan.

"Roy…I'm in trouble."

Roy furrowed his brow. "Trouble? What do you mean, Hughes?" He narrowed his onyx eyes. "What have you done now?"

Hughes wearily dropped his head into his hands, "I…Roy, I'm not sure if I should say it."

"Well, you've already made me worried and since my work's been interrupted, you'd better tell me what's bothering you."

Hughes stood, and turned away from his friend. "I…I seem to have…done something I shouldn't have." he began slowly.

Roy's patience was wearing thin. "For God's sake, Maes, out with it already!"

Hughes took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. "Roy…I'm…I've fallen for someone!"

Confusion washed over Colonel Mustang's face. "What do you…? Hughes? What are you talking about?"

Hughes didn't respond. His hand was covering his mouth. Now it was Roy's turn to stand. He marched to his friend's side, and firmly grasped his shoulder, only to find it was shaking. Mustang spun Hughes around. It took a moment for it all to register.

Maes' face was pale. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes brimmed with tears. Roy was dumbfounded. He grabbed his friend's other shoulder.

"Hughes…What the hell…?" Roy almost whispered in disbelief.

Hughes averted his gaze. "You'll…you're not going to like this, Roy."

Mustang's face hardened. Shit. "I'll be the judge of that, Maes. Now, out with it."

Hughes looked into Mustang's eyes. "Roy, I have fallen for someone. Someone we both know very well."

Roy could only stare at his friend in confusion. What the hell…? Who could he be-Then, it dawned on him. He tightened his grip. "Hughes…no. Not…"

Hughes sighed, and nodded as a tear slipped down his cheek. "Y-yes. It's him. It's…Fullmetal."

I am so going to Hell for this. XD

Please R&R, and let me know if you have any ideas for another fanfic or what I should do with this one. ^^

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Chapter 2 is coming up!