College Memories: Chapter One
Author: MeltingMetal315
Original Publish Date: December 22, 2010
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: RoyEd
Rating: NC17 (throughout)
Warnings: (throughout)Sexual graphic content, yaoi (malexmale), language, AU (don't like, don't read)
Author Notes: YAY! Okay, I love this story… a lot. Originally, my muse wanted me to make it a shotacon where Ed's thirteen, but after writing the first three chapters, it got kind of awkward, and so I bumped it up to fifteen, his usual age. Please note that Ed's fifteen and Roy's twenty-two. Anywho, the first chapter's a bit short, but the next two are really long… not to mention the one-shot I wrote for it. I'm really starting to love this story! I hope you like it, too! XD)
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"Welcome to Central University, Mr. Elric! It's an extreme honor to have you here!" The headmaster dean clasped the boy's hand in both of his, shaking his arm vigorously.
"Er, thank you, sir. It's an honor to be accepted," The boy mumbled, withdrawing his hand from the man and tugging his red Jansport closer to himself.
"If there's anything -anything at all- that we can do for you, just say so!"
"Could you take me to my dorm, actually? This is a large campus for me to inhale all at once..."
"Yes! Of course, of course."
"I'm receiving a full academic scholarship, correct?"
"Yes! Paid housing and basic school supplies, and tuition, of course."
"So it's basically school expenses paid."
"Yes, sir... I mean, we can't be dipping into school funds to buy you Transformers and candy bars," the man chuckled. Ed just stared at him, a vein pulsing in his forehead.
"I'm fifteen, not eight. And I have the mentality and maturity of an adult, thank you very much."
"My apologies, Mr. Edward," the man quickly tried to fix his mistake. "Here's your dorm... If you need anything else, just give me a call... But I'm sure your roommate can help you," the dean shrugged, handing Edward his school ID card.
"Thanks," Ed mumbled as he took the card and made his way past a group of seniors smoking something and through the door.
"You over there! This is a smoke-free environment! This will be a warning! And, Riza, as your father's best friend, I'm sure he would not approve. That goes for you, too, Mr. Mustang!" the dean scolded the group then drove away in his golf cart.
"What a prick, pulling the daddy card," Jean Havoc practically shouted.
"That fates was only associated with Father so Roy and I could get into CU," Rizal Hawkeye snorted.
"I still can't get over the fact that your father wanted to pass his pyrotechnical research to Roy of all people. I mean, he was just a pyromaniac of a little neighborhood orphan."
"Maes, you DO realize that I'm sitting right here?" Roy Mustang shoved his best friend, Maes Hughes, playfully. "Enough with my childhood issue, who else noticed that kid?"
"She kind of reminded me of Riza when she was a kid..."
"Wonder what a pretty little girl like her is doing in a college boy's dorm..."
"Let's go find out," Jean smirked lustfully and jumped up to investigate. The rest shrugged and followed... They had nothing better to do.
"Thank you," the 'girl's' raspy voice mumbled to the guy at the housing booth as he handed 'her' a key.
"No problem. It's the second floor, room 25-B."
"Woah, Roy, that's your room!"
"Why the hell would they put a girl in your room?"
"I'm getting the impression that she's not a girl," Riza smirked.
"Come ON you guys! Are you going to spy with me or NOT?" Jean, being Jean, was already half way up the stairs, pursuiting the mysterious student.
"Roy, we all vote that you walk in there as you and act surprised and interrogate him!"
"Why me?"
"Because it's YOUR goddamn room, ya wimp."
"Fine, fine," Roy brushed off the wrinkles on his button-up shirt and entered.
The kid sat cross-legged on a barren bed mattress stained with college toxins. In front of him sat a shabby, ancient laptop plugged into a wall socket. His red Jansport lay unpacked and propped up against the empty desk.
The boy himself wore a faded, skin-tight red hoodie. Underneath, he wore a threadbare black tee shirt that seemed to be too small, as it hugged his abs, framing his muscles. He had on black skinny jeans that were somewhat faded; and worn, black combat boots. His hair was pulled back into a messy braid, with the exception of his shaggy blond bangs framing his face.
"Oh hi there," Roy feigned surprise, "Uh, are you sure you're housed in a men's college dorm? The girls' prep school's a couple blocks that way..."
The blonde pursed his face in annoyance and slammed the laptop cover closed.
"I have a goddamn dick, thank you very much," the boy pouted. "And I'm a freshman biology major. And I may be only fifteen, but I am nothing like the generic fifteen-year-old dumbass, so don't you even dare treat me like a kid."
"Hm, child prodigy as my new roommate..." Roy mumbled to himself. "And I thought Frank was no fun as a roomie..." Roy snapped himself out of his train of thought and turned back to the boy, who was eyeing him, studying him. "Well, I assume you're my roommate. Name's Roy Mustang, senior pyrotechnics major."
"Edward Elric. As I said, freshman biology major, age thirteen, whatever. Look, I don't like being kept up late, so don't be too rowdy."
"Well, I'm known as CU's top manwhore and womanizer, so if the sound of moaning women at late night hours keeps you up-"
"Too much info!" Edward covered his ears the way a little kid would. "Look, I'm here to research and learn, unlike most college students, so if you're going to... to... 'do it' every night, then go get your own room."
"Psssst, Roy, quit scaring the kid!" Maes's voice from the doorway rose over a whisper.
"Great, now your orgy arrived," Edward rolled his eyes and unplugged his laptop and grabbed his wallet and keys. "I'm leaving before you get your gay semen all over me," Edward grumbled, pushing past the crowd of men (and Riza) in the doorway. Without turning back he shouted, "And stop stalking me, goddamnit!"
"What a riot..."