Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, and just in case, I don't claim ownership of anything other than myself.

Authors Note: Okay, so yes, this is EdxRoy, but it is NOT YAOI. Sorry to disappoint you, but I decided to put some crazy twist to this. Ed is played by my friend and I do the part of Roy, that's why it's written so funky. Anyways, ENJOY and PLEASE, OH, PLEASE REVIEW!!!

A More Feminine Point of View: Chapter 2!

It was late and Roy finally left his office after he procrastinated the want to go home. He really just wanted food and sleep, but Ed was there, and he still had to get her dinner, too. He was going to take his time while walking home, one slow stride after another. It took him 15 minutes to get through a normally 5 minute walk, and had finally reached the bar. Going in, he ordered himself a sandwich and ordered Ed a salad. Another 10 minutes before he meekly entered his study and found Ed fast asleep on the bed. Sighing, he came in, ate his sandwich, got ready for bed in the bathroom, and went to bed himself. This day was longer than necessary.

Ed stayed asleep the whole time, not wanting to move from the warm spot. She woke up a few times during the day to get water and potty. She heard Roy come in but she stayed asleep.

So that was how it was. Neither one of them said a word to the other for almost 2 days, but that's when Roy started to notice Ed flopping in her sleep and unhealthily coughing. One morning he woke up to her getting sick in the bathroom. Without hesitation, he rushed into the bathroom and comforted her, pulling her loose hairs away from the toilet and her mouth.

Ed looked up at him and just stared. Suddenly she felt the bile rise up her throat. She turned back over to the toilet and threw up again.

Roy rubbed her back to calm her, or maybe get her sick again, he wasn't quite sure now. She seemed to have quieted for a minute, so he flushed away all the rejected fluids and asked her if she wanted a glass of water.

"Yeah. I'll take some water," Ed said, her voice shaking. Her whole body was shaking. She couldn't stop. She was hot and cold... sweaty as well.

"Alright. Hold on." Roy said, getting off his knees and fixing her a glass of cool water from the faucet of the sink. He put the glass in her hands and sat on the edge of the tub, rubbing her back gently every time she coughed. "Do you think you're alright enough to lie back down?" Roy asked after a while of them sitting in the bathroom. He almost fell asleep sitting up twice.

Ed took the water gratefully but didn't express the gratitude. She started drinking it too fast and choked. She started coughing to get the water out of her lungs. After a good minute, she was fine again. "Yeah I think I'm fine now."

"Okay, well let's get you to bed alright? Do you want anything?" Roy said, concern and real kindness in his voice.

Ed slowly got up off the floor not wanted to move her stomach lest she get sick again. "I don't want anything but to stop being sick."

"How long have you been sick, Ed?" Roy asked, guiding Ed back to the mattress since he just turned out the light in the bathroom.

Ed basically passed out on the mattress. "Not very long." She curled into a ball and pulled the blankets back on her.

"And how long is 'not very long'? A couple of days? I could hear you coughing at nights." Roy said, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. It struck him why he didn't ask before: he ruined their relationship.

"Uhh..." Ed's face turned a light shade of pink. "It started on Monday," she said.

"Monday? Hmm." He didn't know what to say. He felt so horrible about what he did, all he wanted to do was apologize, but he was sure that Ed would remember if she wasn't thinking about it at that moment, too.

Ed hadn't been thinking about it. She started coughing violently again, almost causing herself to throw up. "I'm dying!" she shouted, with tears in her eyes.

"DYING??!!" he thought, the hair on the back of his neck standing on end. "Hopefully it's an exaggeration." Roy pulled Ed back up and patted her back gently. They were really close again. Almost in a hug, but hey, it got his mind off of their problem.

Roy's patting caused the phlegm in her throat to come loose. She started to feel hotter again. She removed the blanket.

"Do you need the bathroom again?"

"No. I'm just really hot and sweaty." That looked contradictory to what her body was doing. She was shivering.

"Alright," he said, kneeling beside the bed. Now his previous thoughts returned to him. "Uh... Ed?" Roy said, trying to start his apology, not knowing if he could ever get Ed and himself like this again.

Ed sighed out loud. She ran her hands over her arms, feeling how warm they were but there were goose bumps. This was freaking her out. When she heard Roy's voice, she turned to face him. "Hmm?"

He took a deep breath in and out and said slowly, "Look...I'm sorry about what happened a few days ago. I really know what I did was so out of conduct that I deserve something horrible to happen to me. I can't even really defend myself either. I shouldn't have gotten so drunk on a work night, and I shouldn't have done to you what I did. Honestly, I can say that I don't remember a second of it."

Ed narrowed her eyes. She didn't want to think about that but all the images from that night came flooding back in her mind. ( Ally: Cue flash back. I'm too lazy to find the scene. // TM: Go laziness) The touching. She felt an odd shiver spread throughout her body. She didn't give him an answer because if she'd open her mouth, Roy would be covered in vomit. She jumped up and ran back into the bathroom.

"Stuck again," he said to himself. He didn't know what to do. Run or not to run, that is the question. Out of worry for her, he decided to go after he saw she made it to the toilet and started getting sick again. With much hesitation, he patted her back gently again, pulling the loose strands back out of the vomit's path.

Ed felt the bile raise up her throat. That wasn't a comfortable feeling. She sighed once all the bile was out of her mouth. She took an extra spit to get rid of the taste.

"How about I go get some bread from the store so it can maybe soak up some acids?" Roy asked meekly. He thought to himself that he should just keep his mouth shut. True he was a womanizer, but that didn't mean he didn't respect women, and feel bad when he's done something to hurt them.

"Alright," Ed replied. She sat with her head leaned on the toilet. She was afraid to move. She took a deep breath and held it for a few seconds then let it go.

With that, Roy left, but came back a few minutes later with a brown bag with a small loaf of bread packed away inside it.

Ed didn't move from beside the toilet. She really didn't feel like it. She was lying on the floor though. She it was cold on her face.

After seeing her on the floor, he pulled out the bread, broke off a piece and told her to eat it slowly so it wouldn't make her get sick again. He put down the bread inside the off oven, and grabbed Ed a pillow. If she was going to lie in there, he didn't want her face on the floor that they walk on to go be naked and use the bathroom.

Ed lifted her head up and took the bread gratefully. "Thank you." She nibbled on it and leaned against the tub. She was shaking a little. The stench of the throw up reached her nose and made her almost get sick. She flushed the toilet with her foot.

"Feeling any better now than before?" Roy said, watching her eat her bread while he sat in the doorway.

"Yeah." Ed snuggled with the pillow, still munching away on the bread.

He sighed again after watching her for a long time eat tediously at the bread. "Will you ever forgive me? Like I said, I take no pleasure in any of it because I don't remember it at all."

"I don't know. That's still the worst thing that's happened to me." Ed licked her fingers.

"Do you at least understand that I am truly sorry? I'll do almost anything to get you understand that and be forgiven." Roy said. He was about desperate now. He's known Ed for a little more than six years now, and it would kill him if someone like him, well, her were to be just wiped off the map.

Ed sighed. "I guess so." She hugged the pillow. She was truly confused. She thought she might have feelings for Roy deep down. Even when she was a guy she was confused about him.

"I really care about you, Ed. That's why I make fun of you so much, and I give you such a hard time about everything. I wouldn't have helped you, funded your searches, protected you, hid you, nothing. I wouldn't have done a thing. That's why this means so much to me."

That stunned Ed. She started to fiddle with the pillow.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you, Ed. I really am, and I really don't go confessing myself everyday." Roy said, looking to the floor. He had no idea why he told Ed all that, but hell, it was true.

Ed looked at the ground. There were tears in her eyes. "I love you, Roy." Her face glowed pink as she held onto the pillow.

Roy was quiet with a loss of words. He turned a solid pink and looked down on the floor. What got her to say that? What he told her? Teenage hormones? Why should he really believe that? It was so extreme! It was so sudden. "I love you" is a group of words one should only really say to one other person other than family. Next thing her knew, he found himself in front of her, squatting. Carefully, he pulled her forward and hugged her. "Let's get you to bed if you're feeling better."

Ed flushed darker when she felt the arms of the dark haired man around her. She wiped her eyes and looked at him. Her whole body was on fire. "I'm fine." She tried to get up, but stumbled into Roy because of the lack of strength in her legs and fell on him.

He caught her, and stumbled backward a little himself. "Are you okay?" he asked once they were steady. Her arms were around him and his, once again, around her. Ed's head seemed to neatly rest on the center of his chest. A little embarrassed to say, but he liked them like this. Ed seemed to just fit perfectly in his arms. She was just so small, but in a cute way.

"Oh shit…oh shit…shiiit…" Ed moaned internally. She could hear what was going on in Roy's body: him breathing, his heart rate, and even his food digesting. She felt something odd in her lower abdomen stir. She whimpered.

He let go of her quickly, feeling her whimper on his solar plexus. He moved her back to the toilet with care, just in case. He felt sort of detached and partially absent now that the warm Ed had been removed from his body. She didn't get sick, but rather dry heaved. "That's good," Roy thought to himself, "if she got sick again, she would have had to reject the water in her system."

Ed started to cough after she dry heaved. She shuddered at the sweat on her body. She ran her hands over her arms again because she started to feel oddly cold.

Roy knew he wasn't ever really going to be able to get a good night's sleep now. He left the bathroom and got the blanket from Ed's bed to wrap around her. She didn't move. "You can sleep in here, but please don't leave your head on the seat, okay?" Roy said, situating himself in the doorway on the floor so he could attempt to be comfortable. "I'll stay awake as long as you are, just in case you need me." He could just go to bed, but he felt responsible for her. He subconsciously made it his goal to care for her.

((Time skip. 7 am))

It was early when he was aroused by the noise of his alarm clock. It was time to get ready for work, but no. He was going to take this day off as a sick day. Plus, he was just too damn tired, and it's hard enough to do paperwork when he's wide awake. He left a message for Hawkeye at the front desk, telling of his "illness", and checked on Ed who was fast asleep on the side of the tub. He went back to sleep in the doorway.

Edward had her head on the pillow, drooling a bit on it. She sighed in her sleep and twisted a bit on the floor. The sheet had fallen to her waist, exposing the thigh she was scratching.

It was close to 10 when he had woken back up. Ed was still asleep, but he figured she might want a warmer place to rest, now. Skillfully, he was able to pick her up without waking her and set her on the bed. He pulled the comforter over top of the little blonde, and got the pillow under her head.

Ed moaned as she was placed back in the bed. It was very warm, and she seemed to dig herself into it as if to become one with the bed. She pulled the sheet around her, putting a few pieces of hair in her face.

Roy watched her adjust and settle he ran a hand across her face lightly to remove the fallen hair. It was so soft! He ran his finger tips from her temple to the bottom of her chin. Ed moved a little, but he didn't disturb her, but instead, seemed to put her in a good dream. "I love you, Roy," rang in his ears from last night. Maybe the questions shouldn't only be appointed to her. Did he love her? No! Of course not! That's silly. How weird would it be to love a girl who was once a boy! Questions would arise about their past relationship, and how Ed got to be in his, or her state. What should that matter, though? Love is love, and it will overpower the biggest oddities. For the last time he asked himself, "Do I love Ed?" and was silent for a second, then smiled. He bent over and kissed her cheek and left the bed side to his futon. Roy was asleep in a matter of minutes

Ed was awake the whole time. Roy's hands were so gentle, but she could feel a cut on his finger from all the paper work. She suppressed the urge to shiver under his touch. All the touching, although it was small, was enough to send a tingle down her body.

After a couple of days, Ed had finally recovered and Roy started going back to work. Their situation stayed the same; Roy seemed to be forgiven for his past drunken actions, but now…

Roy tried to move away from the bed after checking on Ed again when she grabbed the sleeve of his coat. "Hmm?"

"I… I love-"

"Don't say it unless you know that you mean it."

"But I-"

"Give it time. Time will tell. It's too soon to say anything."

Ed says she loves him, but Roy doesn't want her to make hasty decisions. He wants to make sure he loves her back, too. He decided to find out the night he kissed her cheek. She was different as a girl, so now there were things that were new to learn.

Ed was confused. Why wasn't it "'I love you.'

'I love you, too.'

'Let's have rampant sex.'

'Okay.' "? Sort of like in the books? She collapsed on the bed after reading the romance novel for the umpteenth time. She could almost say the whole book by memory now, but she, once as a he, was good at memorizing stuff. Sometimes when Ed read the book, she could see Roy and Ed instead of Mirabel and Prince Romeo.

Roy had another horrible past couple of hours at work. Three crimes along the lines of a robbery, one case of a missing cat (it was found up in the tree infront of the very house it was missing from), and then attack on, well, on him, but hey. He's Roy Mustang the Flame Alchemist. He was fine. With a dull face, he climbed up the fire escape and into his study, putting down his work bag and sopping coat (it started raining on the way home), and plopped on the futon. "Hey Ed," Roy groaned, pulling off the boots from his weary feet. "What's up?"

Ed spent most of the day reading or staring at the ceiling. This was starting to annoy the shit out of her. When she was a boy, she could go places, do things, not be bored. Restless was an understatement. She was lying on horizontally on her side with her feet hanging off the edge of the bed. She thought about how she hadn't used alchemy in a while. She looked up when she heard Roy. "Nothing. Just being bored out of my damn skull. How was work?"

"I got an emergency call from an old lady about how her cat was missing," Roy started, laughing a bit to himself as he thought how dumb it was. "I tried to tell her that the military cannot do searches for a missing animal, but we would be more than happy to let her put a sign on the bulletin in the front office. Then she goes on to tell me how she found the cat in the tree. We went back in forth on how she could call the local fire station and they could get her cat out of the tree, but she persistently kept saying that I had to go down there personally to get the animal. So I hang up on her and she calls back several times, but I'm not allowed to not answer the phone, so I have to deal with this old lady every time I hang up on her. Eventually I got Havoc and Breda to come with me with a 10 foot ladder so we could get the damned animal out of the tree. When we got there, we were highly amused to find out that the cat was in a 5' tall tree and the old lady was 4'9", but had arthritics and couldn't reach her pet. The cat was sleeping soundly until Breda picked it up and it attacked him, jumped onto Havoc, got him, and then went back up the short tree." Roy laughed again, picturing the scene as if it were a cartoon reel. He sat up after he calmed down and looked to Ed. "What do you want for dinner?"

Ed leaned on her elbows. She giggled about his story. " Ehh… Maybe since you've had a bad day you should go get a drink. I'll have a steak. Medium rare, please." She had been craving the juices of red meat.

"Alright, I'll bring you the steak and I'll be going downstairs to have just a couple of drinks." Roy said, standing up and stretching his back. "Just a couple, though."

Ed nodded her head and fell back on the bed. She could just imagine what could happen.

He left and came back just to give Ed her dinner. "My offer stands from last time. You're more than welcome to join me," Roy offered as he was leaving. It was an hour before he had climbed up the stairs for the night. The taste of Scotch was still in the back of his throat.

Ed sat up when she had heard Roy. She took the plate eagerly and finished it in three minutes. She licked her lips for the wonderful juices from the steak that remained on her lips.

He had come back in and seen Ed sitting on the edge of the bed, closest to him. The empty plate was to his left beside the door, as always. "Hey, Ed," Roy greeted, feeling better than before. "What's up?"

When Roy had come in, she was reading her one and only romance novel. She quickly shoved that under the pillow. "Hey," she said, blushing and hoping he didn't notice the sexually graphic book.

Roy had seen the book, but if she was hiding it from him, she must not want him to see. He sat down next to her on the bed and sighed. "So…" He was trying to figure out what to say. He really didn't feel like going to bed because it was only nine, maybe nine-thirty. "Do… uh… well…" Roy was tired of the fragments and dumb beginnings. "What do you want to do?"

Ed shifted uncomfortably. "Fuck," her mind said. "I dunno," she mumbled. She wouldn't look up at his face.

"Are you okay?" Roy had seen that she was avoiding eye contact. He bent over so he was more her height. She seemed upset. At him, he didn't know, but she was upset. His arm automatically went around her shoulders.

Ed's head jerked upward. She wasn't upset. She was flustered. She wanted to make the first move, but she wanted him to do it. It only seemed right.

There was something to that moment, but he wasn't sure what it could be called. Something along the lines of impulse and maybe quick intuition? He didn't know, but he acted on it because it was what his heart told him was right. His lowered head and Ed's raised face left their lips just inches apart until Roy moved in and put his lips against hers gently. The arm around Ed's shoulders pulled her into a hold. She was so small. The way that he was holding her, slid her so she was on her knees. Their chests were pressed together, but Roy's lips continued to kiss Ed's sweetly. It felt so right.

Ed didn't make a move to enhance or detach from the kiss. Where she was positioned was awkward. She set her hand on his lap and squeezed lightly.

Roy broke off and loosened his hold of her. "I'm sorry," he whispered, blushing. "Did I make you uneasy?" He acted without thinking about how Ed would feel. She said she loved him, but her thoughts could have changed. What if she felt differently now? Roy hated being such a doubtful person sometimes.

Ed's face was bright red. She knew her feelings hadn't changed, and this was what she truly wanted, body and soul. She pulled him down and kissed him again, gently sliding her tongue in his mouth, exploring all she could.

Roy tensed up at the first feeling of her tongue. It had actually been a while since he kissed someone liked that. He relaxed after a few seconds and kissed her back, sliding his tongue into her mouth. It was awkward to be at an angle as such and kiss, so he pulled her up onto his lap, never removing his lips from hers. His arms swallowed Ed's little figure, pulling her close so that there was only a thin amount of space between them. A hand unconsciously ran over Ed's breasts (TM: wow. That takes some thinking…) and jerked away. "I'm sorry," Roy thought, unable to break himself from Ed's lips.

She grabbed his hand and placed it back on her breast. With her other hand, she ran her fingernails up and down his throat.

Roy moaned softly through his nostrils, his hand relaxed on Ed's breast. The nails on his neck calmed every tense muscle in his body. The touching was all so odd to him. Familiar, but all brand new. He was a respectable man that didn't mess around. He wouldn't do things with women unless he was serious with them. (SMART MAN. That's lesson one, boys) He kissed Ed harder and felt the curves of her breasts and torso. He liked it. He loved it. He loved her?

Ed's mind was beginning to cloud over in lust. Her pupils were slightly dilated. She moaned in his mouth as her hip bucked forward into his. She began to nibble on his lips.

Roy furrowed his brows slightly from the feeling of Ed grind against him. He noticed that he was starting to get erect. "No, no. I'm only going but so far. I'm not going to have sex with her," he told himself, so that way he could say he thought not to. He moaned lightly as Ed had paused kissing him, and held onto his lip with her teeth. "I'll stop when it gets too serious." He wasn't going to make a mistake like last time, even if it was a different situation.

Ed wrapped her legs around his waist. She could taste the alcohol in his mouth and although it was fairly unpleasant it didn't bother her.

He wrapped one arm around her, the other focused on her soft breasts and middle. His problem (in his pants) was not seeming to go away, but instead growing. "Dammit," he thought to himself, running his hand through Ed's silky golden-blonde hair.

Ed moaned softly then began to kiss along his jaw line up to his hear. She nibbled on his earlobe then sucked on it lightly. "I…"

"Hmm?" Roy hummed and tilted his head to the side, his eyes closed.

"I love you," she whispered, her voice thickening with growing lust.

"Mmm." He still needed time to figure out who she was. Love isn't something you can just determine on the spot and their situation was awkward. He refused to say that he loved her back until he meant it. Right now wasn't the right time for another lecture. "Shhh." Roy ran a hand across Ed's baby soft cheek, going back into a kiss.

Ed kissed him back with more intensity. She reached down and began to rub his crotch through his pants.

He squeaked and moaned at Ed's urgent touch, his toes twisting and moving. Roy found it hard to keep up with her kisses all of the sudden. "No farther than this," he thought as he broke his lips away from hers. A squeeze from the base to the tip made him shudder and moan.

She reached up and unzipped his pants, then continued to knead the lump of flesh. Ed felt blood rush to her nether regions.

It took Roy a second to realize that his pants had been unzipped. Damn the bagginess of the military uniform pants. All it does is allow one's erection free to be noticed. "Ed…" he moaned, feeling lust creep into his thoughts as well. Luckily, he was able to shake it out of his mind. He was the older one.

With a deep breath, Ed plunged her mouth.

Roy felt the breath on his erection and jumped back, a hand on Ed's shoulder. He was blushing heavily and the look on his face was a bit stern. Unable to sit up right on his own, he scooted back to the wall and zipped up his pants. "I'm sorry if I scared you, Ed." Roy said at last, quietly. "Come here."

Ed looked confused and then pissed. She came up to where she wanted, but was stopped before she could finish. That had been a buzz kill.

He read the look on her dace. "I understand how you're feeling, Ed, believe me. You'll understand my reasons sooner or later." Roy pulled Ed into a hold and leaned against the wall. "We've gone plenty far enough for tonight, okay?" He nuzzled his face into her neck, kissing it lightly from the bottom of her ear to the top of her collar bone.

Ed could still feel him on her. She just relaxed in his grip. Something was telling her she was going to be irritated tomorrow. Ed was torn out of her thoughts by Roy.

Working his way back up, Roy went back to Ed's lips. He pulled back with a small smile, running his fingers through her bangs. After admiring her in silence for a minute, he gave her another kiss and got up from the bed. "It's been a long day, so let's get some sleep. I'll take you to the book store tomorrow so you don't have to keep on reading that book."

Ed shivered slightly and stared in his eyes then looked away. Just as she curled up in her bed she blushed at his remark. She pretended to be asleep.

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