Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. At all. I wish I did, but alas, som wishes just won't come true…

Summary: Roy Mustang is not perfect. He never claimed to be. But how can one even be considered perfect when they were the object of a gruesome and cruel experiment back in the Ishbal war? It's a secret he's kept for many years, but what will happen when Edward, the object of his secret affections, finds out by mistake? Will he let the colonel into his life knowing that he has such a dangerous side to him? Chimera!Roy and RoyXEdward. Rated mostly for language and a few yaoi moments.

A/N : This isn't my first RoyXEd fic, on the contrary, it's my seventh exactly, but it's my first as FullMetal Aishiteru. My account name Used to be FullMetal Mustang, for those who remember, but I had to delete that account for my own reasons. Anyways, Enjoy!


He was no Hero. No, he was the farthest thing. If anything, He'd died right alongside those poor women and children in Ishbal. Right alongside the Rockbells. And how can one so scarred ever be considered a hero? He considered himself unstable at points at best. But he had his reasons for this. Reasons that no one else would ever know, because he wouldn't let them see. Even when his face distorted in pain during a nightmare when he fell asleep at his desk, and Hawkeye would stand over him with a worried expression. She'd ask on occasion, almost as if she thought he was going to open up and speak eventually. But no. He couldn't. He wouldn't.

Most of the time, he considered it an honor to be human. Human beings, though fragile, were the dominant creatures on the planet with full rain over mostly everything they pleased. Then he would snap back into reality and realize that no, he wasn't human anymore. How could he be with the beast growling hungrily inside of him? The beast that made him want to cry out on the full moon, made him want his steaks dripping blood, and made him…well, have the indescribable urge to mate at a certain point in the year. Yet Wolves, he realized after reading a few books, mate for life. Mustang just couldn't handle that one.

Who the hell in their right state if mind /would/

There was a brief knock on his door, and he made a small sound to allow the person entrance. A steady, yet still uneven stride could be heard through his enhanced ears, and he smirked his usual smirk. Fullmetal.

"To what do I owe this pleasure, Edward?" He asked, looking up and locking obsidian eyes with molten gold.

Ed turned his head away, as if making eye contact would burn through his skin. Instead, he held up a piece of paper with what seemed to be a list on it.

"What the hell is this, you bastard?" He growled through clenched teeth, attempting to keep his cool. Roy looked over the paper quickly and raised an eyebrow.

"I believe it's a shopping list Fullmetal." He said casually. Edward's eyes snapped up to his this time, a fire burning there that Roy had come to seek out and hold when speaking to The short blonde alchemist.

"I KNOW IT'S A SHOPPING LIST, BUT WHY WAS IT GIVEN TO ME? WE'RE BUSTING OUR ASSES OFF TRYING TO FIND THE STONE AND YOU SEND ME GROCERY SHOPPING! WELL SCREW YOU, YOU BASTARD!"

Edward had gone into angered chibi mode for a moment, and Roy waited patiently until speaking again.

"You asked for an assignment, so I gave you one. Drop those off by my apartment later on this evening, I'll leave the door unlocked. The room number is A-15. And Ed? Make sure you pick up two percent milk. I won't drink anything else."

With that, Roy went silent and began signing paperwork, leaving an absolutely mortified Edward to storm out of his office.


Later that night, Edward was ranting about the colonel again. This time, to his younger brother.

"I'm telling you Al, that bastard gets even more annoying every time I see him! Making me pick up his stupid groceries, making me by that infernal white liquid, it's TORTURE!" The blonde huffed and glanced up at his younger brother, who was carrying the heavier of the grocery bags as the two headed for Mustang's apartment. Alphonse was chuckling slightly, and Ed grumbled under his breath.

"Brother, you're being to over dramatic. The colonel probably just wanted you to keep busy so you don't destroy central with your temper control problems." Alphonse said in a light tone. Ed turned to his brother again.

"I DO NOT HAVE A TEMPER CONTROL PROBLEM!" He screeched.

If Alphonse could have, he would have smirked. Ed shut up after that, though, and began to walk up the steps towards the colonel's door number. Alphonse tried to follow, but as he stepped on the first step, a loud crunch was heard and the light piece of wood snapped in two. Ed looked back and laughed.

"I'll get them, Al." he said, heaving the heavier bags into his arms as well. He turned away from his brother, who waited patiently, as he approached Roy's door.

"YO COLONEL BASTARD!" He screamed, kicking the door once. "HURRY AND ANSWER THE DOOR!" He kicked the door once again, but the old lady who answered was /definitely/ not the Flame Alchemist.

"Is there something wrong young man?" she asked sweetly.

Ed blinked once before a bright red blush spread across his features.

"I-I'm sorry ma'm , I was looking for Roy Mustang's apartment, I didn't mean to.."

The old woman raised a hand and began to chuckle.

"Mr. Mustang lives right down there, in the last room nearest the balcony, dear. He's room A-15. This is room A-13." She spoke with a softness to her voice that almost reminded him of his mother, and he smiled slightly.

"T-Thanks, sorry about the noise… I hope I didn't frighten you." He said, turning to walk to Mustang's door, and feeling just a little embarrassed.

"Oh, no, dear, Mr. Mustang gets people, usually young women, all the time screaming at his door. I along with everyone on this floor have become comfortably accustomed to it" She bowed her head to Edward before turning to go back inside, leaving a smirking Edward behind her.

When Ed finally got the door number right, The colonel wouldn't answer. He tried everything. Screaming, kicking, threats, until finally Al called up and told him to try opening the door. And it worked. He walked hesitantly into The colonel's apartment, noticing that it was very bare except for a few pieces of furniture and a full kitchen…and was that a chew toy on the couch?

"I didn't know the colonel owned a dog…" He muttered, putting the bags down on the kitchen counter. "Colonel? Mustang are you home?" he called, wandering through the apartment. As he entered the bedroom, he noticed a rather large tuft of black fur on the ground. "What in the…?" A loud howling startled him from his thoughts, and he went into panic mode. Looking around, he noticed that the balcony door was open. Slowly, he walked outside, golden eyes searching for Roy. Finally, they settled on a figure huddled in the corner.

"Mustang, what the hell?" Ed spoke more to himself. Roy's head snapped up, and he looked at Ed in shock and fear.

"Edward…my god, I forgot you were coming…" He whispered. He stood, albeit slowly, and turned to face his subordinate. "I know this probably comes as a shock to you, what with you having met marta and the rest of them." Edward's eyes burned a hole in Roy's skin as they traveled down the colonel's body. Wolf ears poked through charcoal hair. Once obsidian eyes now had gold pupils, giving off an eerie glow. Fangs curved from where normal human incisors should have been. A long, bushy black tail wagged lightly from behind him, and claws sprouted from bare hands and feet.

"You're…A chimera?" He asked in a light, cracked voice. Roy looked up and smiled, showing off his fangs full view.

"Only when I have to be." He said, attempting to lighten the mood.

And Edward? Edward fainted.


-sighs- I know, that was a bit short, but it's the most I could write, since I'm unbelievably tired. But I should update soon, although it might not be until after Otakon, since I won't be around for a couple of days. (( And I know Roy's story wasn't fully explained yet, but it will be in the next chapter! As well as some light royedo fluff, but that's about it just yet!)) Reviews are appreciated greatly! - Fullmetal Aishiteru