My first true attempt at a fan fic let alone yaoi. I accept any review flame or good, so please enjoy.


I don't own FMA or any characters.

I look at him lying there sound asleep, "probably dreaming about the battle," I say to myself.

"I don't know what I would have done without you, Edward." I know I should be careful with what I say, I know Alphonse is outside the door... waiting. I guess I should let the boy rest, after all... he did lose control of his right arm again. I've got my own stuff to worry about anyways. I walk up to his hospital bed and kiss his forehead... "I just didn't want to loose you like I did Hughes," I whisper to him, though I know he can't hear me.

"Although I'm sarcastic and tough on you, it's all out of love Edward Elric." As I walk out the door, Armstrong runs in bawling. "Armstrong, you mustn't wake him, wait till morning... That's an order!" He reluctantly agreed. I wonder if anyone heard me saying those things to Ed, I especially hope Riza and Al hadn't heard me. Riza and I have been dating off and on now for sometime, but even she doesn't know the feelings I have for Ed.

"Coronel Mustang, how is he doing?" Riza asks...

"Yeah sir, how is brother?" Al is soon to fallow.

"He's fine... just let him sleep, Riza let's go back to Central, I've got a report to write up."

"Yes sir." We left Al, Armstrong, and Ed for the night. When we arrive at Central, Riza left me to my office, that's when I entered Hell. If I wasn't thinking about what I could have done to help him, I'd be having nightmares... about HIM killing Ed, just like he did with Hughes.

I awoke at 6, sweat poring down my face and heart pounding. "What if they attacked him while I was sleeping?" I don't bother wiping the drool away from my face or even fixing my hair. I ran to the hospital and straight to his room. The only thought that was going though my mind was "Don't let him be dead, don't let them have killed him." When I reached his room, Armstrong and Al were by his bed, blocking my fucking view.

"Oh hello Coronel Mustang... brother's doing much better..." What a relief till I hear Al mumble "Till Armstrong crushed him."

"Alphonse... Armstrong I need to talk to Edward in private." Against their own worries they walk out. I close the door behind them.

"Coronel? Let me guess you're gonna ask, how could I risk my life?" He almost knows me too well... Almost. I just gaze over his body... thinking things I shouldn't considering I am a Coronel... and that he's still a minor. A lone tear starts falling from my eyes. I hurriedly wipe it away. "Mustang are you ok?" He's so cute when he's oblivious. What am I saying?

"Yeah I'm fine Edward, I'm just glad you're safe." I walk up and sit on the side of his bed. He sits up propping himself up with his left arm. Although his arm and leg are automail he is still the most beautiful boy I have ever seen.

"I had the strangest dream last night sir... I though you kissed my forehead and told me you loved me. Strange huh?"

"Yes very strange Ed, maybe you got hit on your head harder then you thought."

"Yeah probably. I mean seriously... you'd never do such a thing." That really hurt Ed, if only I could tell you the truth. "Ed you are not to do anymore stunts like this till your wounds are fully healed... Got it?!" I know I'm being stern with him but it's the only way I can show emotion for him.

"Whatever." A casual teen expression and they think I'm heartless.

"Ed I'm serious, Envy could have killed you last night. We have already called Winry, she'll be here tomorrow to fix up your arm. I'll be back tomorrow to check your progress."

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Yay for cliff hangers, ok so it's not that much of a cliff hanger. But please tell me what you think of it so far