Okay, I posted this like five minutes after I posted the first chapter. Yay me!


Chapter Two- The Time of My Life

Al's brain froze, not knowing what to do. God. Winry was here, and Ed was somewhere in the crowd getting drunk. She was going to kill him for letting this happen. Al shrank a little, trembling.

"It was an accident, Winry," he squeaked, watching as an unholy fury began to brew in Winry's eyes. Roy, seeing this, made a snap decision.

"I'll be going then," he said quickly, and before Winry could object he leapt out of his seat and ran off towards the stage. Riza sighed, shaking her head and starting on her second bourbon. That man, she thought, exasperated as she was left with the task of making sure no one died. Goodie.

"How could you let Ed get drunk like hat?" Winry exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. Her blue eyes were blazing, and Al found him tongue tripping as he tried to explain.

"Well I thought it was something different and no one told me and he just kept on drinking! And then he was dancing and singing and now we can't find him! I…it…I didn't mean to!" Alphonse concluded, hanging his head with shame for getting his brother into this mess. Winry blinked once, furious expression being eclipsed by a confused one.

"Okay…what?" Winry asked, looking completely and utterly lost.

Riza, still sipping her drink, decided to chip in. "Alphonse didn't that Shirley Temples can be an alcoholic beverage," she said concisely, rolling her amber eyes. Normally, she would never roll her eyes at anything, but she almost never drank either. Pondering the possible correlation, she realized her mind was wandering and continued. "Then we lost him in the crowd and he did his thing on stage. God knows where he is now."

"Oh," said Winry, her rage dissolving as she studied Alphonse's guilt-stricken form. "It's okay Al. I know you didn't mean to. We might as well let him have his fun."

"I suppose," Al said, none the less keeping a sharp eye out for his brother.

Looking up from her drink, Riza saw Roy climb onto the stage. Seeing him up there, she smiled fondly. Though most people saw him as smooth and suave, Roy could really be silly sometimes. Watching him stand there face lit up by the spotlight, she felt her cheek flush. The flush deepened as he sought her face out in the crowd, blowing her a kiss. Of course, ten other girls thought the kiss had been for them and swooned on the spot.

Roy was scared as hell. Not of the crowd, they loved him all ready. No, what scared him the most on this planet earth was the blonde childhood friend of the Elric brothers. He had seen her tear those two limb from limb when she was angry, so he thought the safest place for him was up on stage. Coincidentally, it was the place farthest away from their table.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," he said smoothly, his deep baritone making many girls (and several guys) sigh in rapture. "Like my friend who came up here before me, I have a song to sing that means a lot to me personally." Somewhere in the crowd, he heard Edward yell 'I'm not your friend!', and he smirked. "I hope you enjoy."

Holding the mike, the music started to play, floating around him. However, unlike Edward, he did not sway and move with it, but instead stood very still and let it flow around him, caressing him. Bending his face to the mike, he sang.

I've been waiting for my dreams to

Turn into something

I could believe in and

Looking for that magic rainbow

On the horizon

I couldn't see it

Until I let go and gave into love

And watched all the bitterness burn

Now I'm coming alive, body and soul

Feeling my world start to turn

Riza and Roy locked gazes, and Riza was swept away in the scene she saw before her. It was the way she had seen him, that first time. She remembered when he had been a broken little boy, and she had been a bitter little girl, living together and making things better for each other. She saw herself in him and he saw himself in her. That was why when he had said 'follow me' she had followed without question. Because to follow him was to follow herself. Feeling his gaze, she watched him sing.

And I'll taste every moment

And live it out loud

I know this is the time

This is the time to be

More than a name

Or a face in the crowd

I know this is the time

This is the time of my life

Roy, standing onstage, saw the day that her father had picked him up off the street and gave him a home. He saw him, the scruffy little orphan boy from the street, looking at her, a girl who didn't like her father or the world in general. He remembered how time had stood still for a moment, and he recalled thinking in the back of his mind, 'this is it'. He still didn't what 'it' was, but he knew he would find out someday. And here he was, watching her watch him from a bar table, singing a song to her and to him. Because, really, in the end it was the same thing. Only now beginning to move, he began to rove around the stage, like he was telling a story with his song.

Holding onto things that vanished

Into the air, left me in pieces but

Now I'm rising from the ashes

Finding my wings

And all that I needed

It was there all along, within my reach

As close as the beat of my heart

No, it was close as the beat of her heart. Her heart was the most important thing in the world to him, he realized, more than even becoming the Furher. In his mind's eye he saw them standing together, palm to palm, feeding of each other's joy in a cycle that sent them spiraling higher. Throwing back his head, putting all his emotions into the words, Roy sang.

And I'll taste every moment

And live it out loud

I know this is the time

This is the time to be

More than a name

Or a face in the crowd

I know this is the time

This is the time of my life

Roy sang on, raising a hand up to reach for the sky.

And I'm right on the edge of forever, ready to run

Keeping my feet on the ground, arms on the wide, face to the sun

Raising both his arms above his head, he stood still for a moment, giving the crowd a smile. Then, he dropped his arms, tilting his head down to sing softly into the mike, but getting louder as the song progressed.

And I'll taste every moment

And live it out loud

I know this is the time

This is the time to be

More than a name

Or a face in the crowd

I know this is the time

This is the time of my life

Roy tilted his head back, singing for all it was worth. I hope you can hear me, Riza, Roy thought.

More than a name

Or a face in the crowd

I know this is the time

This is the time of my life

Ohh, time of my life

Time of my life

Standing still in the middle of the stage, Roy bowed his head as the crowd went wild. Girls were screaming, and Roy heard a couple shouts of 'I want your body!' coming from the mass in front of them. Unfreezing, he gave them a lazy smile and said, "Thank you very much. I have to go now, but I'll be back, I promise!" That one's for you, Riza, he thought with a grin. I hope you liked it.

Awwww! Royai cuteness! Next up is Al! Please review.