Confession And Rejection
"Brother, are you ready yet?" Al asked politely, walking into the living room where Ed was studying an alchemy book.
"Ready for what?"
"The colonel's party. He's getting a promotion, remember?"
"What?"
"Brother, we've known about this for weeks!"
"Shut up… Do we have to go? Ed complained.
Smack
"Ow! Al, what you do that for?"
"We promised Riza we'd go. C'mon brother!" Al pleaded.
"Fine, we'll go. But I am not dressing up for that colonel bastard!" Ed fumed as he walked out the door with Al clanking behind him.
-At The Party-
"Riza, is everyone here yet?" Roy asked, clearly bored out of his mind.
"Everyone but the Elrics, Gracia and her mystery guest, sir."
"Leave it to Fullmetal to be late." Roy sighed, ordering himself his third beer. "Riza?"
"What is it, sir?"
"Why don't you relax? It is a party, after all. You've been working so hard lately. This is your chance to loosen up a bit." He offered her a martini suggestively.
Riza put up her hand. "No thanks, sir. And may I point out that the only reason I work such late nights is because I don't have to do just my work, but yours as well."
"Oh, um, … sorry 'bout that." Roy said as an awkward silence enveloped them.
"Its fine, sir. I've gotten used to all the extra work over the years."
Roy grinned, chugged the martini as to not waste good alcohol, and went to join Havoc and his other subordinates.
Riza sighed and turned around, just in time to see Ed and Al walk through the door, over an hour late. "Hello there boys."
"Hi Riza," Al greeted.
"Hey," Ed mumbled. "Where's the colonel bastard? I'm avoiding him as much as possible."
Riza motioned over to a table where Roy, Havoc and Armstrong were all drinking shots. As always, Armstrong was bragging about how great his heritage was, pink sparkles flying around him.
"Well then I'm headed over there." Ed pulled a book out of his pocket and pointed to a corner of the room that was conveniently located next to the buffet and far from the colonel. "That bastard colonel might have gotten me to come, but no one said anything about what I had to do at the party." With that, Ed headed off.
In a few minutes, Gracia and Winry arrived at the party.
"Hi Gracia, Winry," Al greeted.
"Hey," Riza said.
"Hello, sorry we're late. Elysia's babysitter took forever getting to our house." Gracia explained.
"Hey Al, where's Ed?" Winry asked.
Al led Winry to the corner Ed had chosen for reading.
"Hey Edward," Winry greeted.
Ed finally looked up from his book. "Hey Win. What are you doing here?"
"Gracia invited me."
"You came all the way from Risembool for one party?"
"No, I was looking for an excuse to surprise you two with a visit since I was tired of waiting until you busted up your arm. Besides, your overdue for a routine check-up, shorty."
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SUCH A MIDGET THAT YOU COULDN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HIM AND A GRAIN OF RICE?" He ranted, quickly being subdued by a Winry's trusty wrench colliding with his head.
"Oh, shut up already. C'mon Al, lets go join Riza." Winry walked off, Al following dutifully.
Meanwhile Ed returned to his book, glancing quickly around to make sure Roy was oblivious to the fact that he was there. Luckily for Ed, Roy was still drinking shots on the other side of the room.
After a few more minutes, Al returned to Ed's side.
"What is it, Al?" He asked, a little annoyed to be disturbed again.
"It's time for cake, brother."
"Fine." Ed grumbled, thinking of the wrath of Winry's wrench if he didn't agree.
They got over to the crowd of people huddled around a large chocolate cake that Gracia had made. "It's not a party without cake!" She claimed, handing out forks and plates.
Roy was stumbling over to the cake himself. Finally, he managed to stand up straight and start a speech about his promotion. "Y'know what? I'm bein' promoted. I'll be another step higher than you losers!--" Here he stopped to take a sip of beer. "—But there are some who couldn't have done it without me. Riza! You do all my work because I tell you to. I'm so much better than you! Yet you refuse to spend the night with me? It's just common curtsy. But there's one other person who I adore, other than hawksnose. "
'Well he's not drunk enough to stop gloating about the damn promotion,' Ed thought.
Riza flexed her hand around her gun, clearly angry. Either Roy didn't notice this, or he was to drunk to, since he didn't even pause.
"And that person's Ed!" Roy ran over to Ed and hugged him. Ed, on the other hand, was starting to turn red. "I love this guy! But he won't spend the night with me either! I've loved Ed since he first saw me. I want to have this guy's babies!!!"
Everyone was staring at the two, snickering. Fuery handed Havoc a twenty-dollar bill muttering something about how he was sure the two weren't getting together.
Ed turned an even deeper red, the anger and embarrassment bubbling within him before punching Roy in the face and screaming, "what the hell is wrong with you! I'm straight. And even if I were gay, I'd never even consider you! There's like a fifteen-year age difference! You are such a damn pedophile!"
With that, he stormed out of the party, dragging a laughing Al and Winry behind him.
Roy stared after Ed, traumatized. "But I didn't get my goodnight kiss," he whined.