This was the first fanfic I ever wrote and when I was going back and reading it realized that the writing of it kinda sucked, so I've gone through it and made it better without changing the original plot line. Hope you enjoy reading it though as I really did have a great time writing it!

And of course I don't own the characters (that would be awesome though) but the plot line is something I thought up by myself and I didn't base it consciously off anyone else's story.

In Brigadier General Mustang's office one could find the famed Flame and Fullmetal Alchemists. The Fullmetal Alchemist was lying sprawled on a black couch with his boots and both red and black jackets lying forgotten on the floor. The Flame Alchemist was leaning dangerously far back in his office chair ignoring the usual stack of paperwork. The heat wave and high humidity of the current summer had everyone worn out and procrastinating their work as much as possible. However, there were the preparations to be made for the visit of Xing's emperor.

"What do you mean the welcoming celebration is being publicized OUTSIDE for FOUR FUCKING HOURS! HAVE YOU EVEN BEEN OUTSIDE LATELY?" Screeched Fullmetal, not wanting to have properly heard what his eardrums were telling him he heard.

"Yes you heard correctly," replied the Flame sighing, silently wishing the Furor wasn't set on holding a welcoming gathering outside in a few days. Lately it had been almost unbearably hot out in Central – even for the Flame Alchemist. Although he mused it probably would not be as unbearable for the Xingese that were most likely finishing their desert crossing from their own country. Just the thought of having to be out in that desert sent a new bead of sweat on his face making its way down quickly and gaining speed as it drew in more moisture before dripping off the side of his face to dampen his already sweaty white long-sleeved, collared, button upped shirt. Ugh.

"But whyyyyy," the Fullmetal whined, acting and sounding much like a five year old, "does it have to be outside? Can't it be in the cafeteria or ballroom?"

The Flame smirked at the Fullmetals childish tone said "that is what the Furor has decided."

"But Roy why do I have to go?"

"Edward what do you mean why? You're the Fullmetal Alchemist AND you will be expected to be there not only as a fellow alchemist, but also to show off your skills. And no you're not about to be let out of this either." Roy added as he saw a familiar defiant look building in Edward's eyes. "Besides it would be very suspicious and rude if you weren't there. The Emperor of Xing specifically requested you too-"

"But if I was on a mission then it would be okay if I wasn't there right?" Edward interjected. He really didn't want to go and was desperate to stay out of that sun and more or less the ceremony itself standing for four scorching hours. Some of the State Alchemists like himself were selected to show off their skills for the Xing's emperor. And apparently the visiting emperor had heard of the Fullmetal Alchemist through Lin and was particularly interested in seeing what he could do. And of course Ed had thought up multiple ways of getting Lin back for talking to highly of him and getting that damned request. He didn't bother to take into account that even if Lin hadn't mentioned him that he would still be one of the selected because of his fame, skills, and importance to the military.

Frowning Roy leaned forward returning all four chair legs back to the floor and resting his elbows on the table. He was trying to figure out why Edward wanted a mission to get out of Central. Lately his subordinate had actually asked to have some time off from missions and just do things around Central HQ, saying something about not wanting to travel in the heat and needed a break. Roy inquired, "Edward, I thought you knew this man is an honored ally of the military and he was particularly was interested and wanted to see you demonstrate your skills after hearing so much about you through Lin."

"Yeah, I know" Ed stated adjusting his position on the couch.

"And I thought you wanted and asked me for a break from missions for a while?"

"I did."

"So why do you want to leave?"

"…I don't…I just don't want to go alright?"

"Unless you have come down with a deadly illness where you are hospitalized Fullmetal your going. End of discussion." Roy said with the air of authority his position authorized him to use when speaking to others below his rank.

Sighing and rolling over to face the back of the couch Ed ignored Roy

"Fullmetal?"

"Edward?" Roy inquired wondering why he wasn't being answered.

"…" still no response.

Sighing as well, Roy got up and walked around his desk to Edward.

"I still don't want to go and nothing you do will change that." Edward said defiantly, but the coldness of how the words were spoken were ruined by the childish pout that adorned his lips and scrunched up his nose slightly.

"Nothing?" Roy asked.

Turning to look at Roy and quirking an eyebrow, then closing his eye's enjoying the air conditioned room, Edward replied "…yeah…that's right…"

Checking to see if his office door was closed, Roy sat down beside Edward, leaning over he softly brushed his lips over Edward's chapped ones before firmly sealing them in a chaste kiss.

"Mmm" Ed hummed wrapping his arms around Roy's neck before deepening the kiss by tracing his (secret) lover's lips with his tongue. Lazily Roy parted his lips to welcome Edward's tongue in with his own wondering out.

Drawing apart after exploring each others familiar mouths, Edward said "I still don't want to go…I don't like it when it's this hot."

"Ohh really" Roy said setting Edward up.

Sitting up and leaning his forehead against Roy's Edward replied, "yes really"

"I didn't realize that the sun's heat could reach you all the way down there." Roy said in a nonchalant voice.

*Smack*

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT YOU HAVE TO HOLD A MANGNIFINE GLASS OVER HIM JUST SO THE SUN'S HEAT CAN REACH HIM?" Edward screeched out jumping off the couch and flailing wildly.

"Owww, Ed" Roy groaned out, rubbing his chest tenderly where Ed had punched him sending him flying away.

Ed blinked trying to figure out how Roy ended up quite a few feet away from him on the floor. "How did you get over there?" he asked innocently tilting his head to the side anger forgotten.

"You should know" Roy said wondering how in the world Ed was strong enough to send him sprawling so far. Then adding as an afterthought, "I should get a restraining order put on you, then I wouldn't be getting a new collection of bruises every few weeks."

"You provoked me. Besides who else would go on all of your stupid missions or distract Hawkeye when you're catching up on paperwork?" Ed replied not even fazed. Smirking he added "you know I could get a restraining order on you too."

"Ohh really what do you got on me?" He asked not really thinking, more concentrated in rubbing his still aching chest, trying to get the throbbing to go away.

Ed just walked over to him, crouched down, and gave Roy a lingering kiss. "That's what I could turn you in for."

"Haha, right" Roy laughed trying to cover up his mind lapse, but knowing Ed wouldn't be tricked.

*knock knock* "General" came Hawkeye's crisp voice through the door before opening it up and walking in.

"Yes, Lieutenant?" Roy replied standing up, while Ed went back and flopped down on the couch again.

"Do you have those papers signed yet?" she asked assuming they had gotten into another fight after hearing Ed's yelling just moments prior.

"…no, they're not done yet" Roy said tentatively preparing to take cover under his desk if Hawkeye decided to whip out one of her faithful guns.

Sighing at her commanding officers lack of work ethic when it came to paperwork, Hawkeye calmed her nerves by saying "Your door stays open until you're done. You have one hour." She said giving him a stern look. Turning to leave she glanced to Ed saying "isn't your brother waiting for you?"

"No, he's in Resembool" Ed answered looking over at Hawkeye as he spoke, "I'm not doing any missions for a while and he wanted to return and see Winery."

"Ohh" Hawkeye acknowledged walking out the door to return to her desk and paperwork.

I posted this fic a few years ago and was reading it through and noticed some mistakes and a few other things that bugged me so I've gone back through each chapter and edited a few things, but overall the story has remained the same, just a few details and grammar has been changed.

Otherwise hope you've enjoyed the story thus far. Reviews please!