Give Guidance or Counsel
Family
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Chapter 2 - Who's to Say?
Sunday the 19th of October.
"Stag night! Stag night! Stag night!" Sang Al, bouncing around his brothers room, despite the early hours of the morning, probably much more excited about the whole affair then Ed himself was. Which generally wasn't much of an achievement.
"I wish you'd had a hen night instead. I've always wanted to organise one of those." Complained Winry from her seat on the end of Ed's bed. Ed rolled his eyes almost angrily.
"Perhaps if you had more female friends then that might be possible."
Winry frowned.
"But there are no girls in my class."
"That might be because you took gear-head subjects."
"What, so girls can't be gear-heads now?"
Al chose this an opportune moment to butt in, eyeing his brother and girlfriend cautiously.
"Hey Ed, aren't you supposed be round Mr Mustang's anyway?"
A pause.
"Shit."
And with that the boy sprung from his bed, running a hand through his hair in a pathetic attempt to finger comb it, and sprinted from the house - pulling on his coat and gloves as he went. It took him all of twenty minutes to reach his fiancé's neighbourhood, and he had sprinted the entire way. He knocked on the door whilst trying to regain his breath, and was greeted by a highly annoyed looking Roy Mustang.
"You're late." He said as Ed collected the post from his letter box and scooted past the man, letting himself in. The blonde glanced at their three year old (around about) adopted cat, and sat down on the small, old sofa. He didn't like this musty old house compared to Roy's previous bachelor pad, but he had to admit it did have more room. And more natural light.
"Sorry, I forgot. You have a postcard from Rose."
Rose had been staying with Roy before she and her boyfriend Cane had gone on a trip around the world when she came into her inheritance.
"You forgot me." Roy replied with a slight pout, brows furrowing together as they did when he was confused. "What does it say?"
"Having a great time in Xing. The ruins are really interesting. Wish you were here. Love Rose." The blonde read monotonously as Roy sat in the armchair across from him. "I've had a lot on my mind at the moment, don't get upset."
Roy's brows knitted tighter together. He was not upset just because Ed forgot he was supposed be coming to see him today. He couldn't be that dependent on the boy, could he?
"You know, I always told Hughes that I'd never get married." He admitted.
"Well, technically this is a civil ceremony. Civil partnership. Et cetera."
Roy smiled.
"Yeah, but now my minds on settling down, finding a nice house." He paused and smirked. "Having a couple of kids."
Ed choked on his own saliva.
"Fuck no."
A grin.
"You never wanted children?" he asked. Ed rose an eyebrow; a trick he'd learnt from the man sitting across from him.
"Roy, dearest, I realise you're not a bio-scientist, but surely you realise that what you're suggesting is impossible."
The Colonel's heavy laugh filled the room and scared Coco, who had padded through the doorway to give her favourite blonde shrimp a proper greeting.
"Adoption isn't impossible." Was the reply, which made Ed blush lightly as he bent to pick up the scared cat and place her on his lap.
"You really want kids?" He asked, thinking of his plans to move to Drachma. Roy shrugged.
"Not really, a bit of a handful and adoption is such a hard process to go through anyway." Roy had become legal guardian of Rose not that long ago, he knew a lot about the legal processes of raising children. "It's just fun to tease you."
Ed stuck out his tongue.
"You'd make a crap dad anyway." He said scathingly.
"Excuse me? I seem to remember someone telling me I'd make an excellent father. All those years ago."
Ed waved his hand about.
"I didn't really know you well back then." He grinned, but it faltered when Roy's watch beeped, signalling they were out of time. The older man sighed.
"I guess we have our respective parties to get ready for." They stood and made their way to the front door. It was opened but they just stood in the arch. Roy leant down and pecked his younger lover on the tip of nose. "I will see you bright and early tomorrow morning. And I swear to God if you're late to our wedding then I will castrate you."
Ed winced, kissed Roy's cheek and started running the direction he had come from earlier.
- X -
Ed studied the people in front of him. They were the most unlikely bunch out for a stag night. Ever. Al, Winry, Russell, Wrath and Claus, Pinako, Miss Lust and Scar. Together they'd make for a wild party; Ed was sure! Note: Sarcasm.
His original plan had been to stay at home with Al, Winry and Pinako and force Al to cook, but then Winry had invited Russell and Al had practically forced Ed to invite Wrath and Miss Lust, since after all they'd been in counselling together, and you don't bond any more then that. Wrath had dragged Claus along and Miss Lust had politely asked if she could bring Scar, and he couldn't say no to her, so that's how it happened.
They only thing that consoled him slightly was that Roy was somewhere in the middle of the city having to put up with Havoc's excessive smoking and Hughes ranting about his daughter.
Al had decided to organise the whole thing, so they could end up doing anything, but as it was they ended up in some dimly lit club with loud, thumping music and a lot of scantily dressed girls. And a few scantily dressed lads. He was at the bar with something in a cocktail glass that was thick and pink - and that was the actual drink. There was a bright yellow mini-umbrella sticking out the side in such a display of perfection that it made the rest of the bar look tacky. Winry assured him it was the best drink in Amestris, but Ed was slightly too frightened to actually taste it.
Speaking of, Winry and Al were dancing on the floor, somewhere amongst the rest of the young couples. Miss Lust and Scar were congratulating themselves on getting Wrath and Claus into the establishment, and said minors were chatting quietly in the corner - looking out of place and scared. Pinako was chatting up the barman and that left Ed alone at the bar, with Russell. Stag night so far: worrisome.
"Still planning on going to Drachma?"
Wasn't Russell underage too?
"Yes."
Russell was even drinking, at least the other minors weren't drinking.
"Big day tomorrow eh?"
Ed wasn't going to drink much, he refused to turn up to his wedding with a hangover. Maybe Russell planned on getting smashed and ruining it all?
"Yes."
Or perhaps he was just interesting in Ed's life. Russell was the one who gave Ed Roy's new address just before the two had got engaged.
"Looking forward to it?"
Ed betted that was a kick to the balls. Russell helped out and it ended with Roy proposing to the guy he said he loved.
"Yes."
Actually, that must've been a kick in the balls with steel-toed boots. Poor Russell.
"You still plan on going through with it? Not getting cold feet?"
Yeah, Poor Russ-
"What? Why would I be getting cold feet?"
Russell Shrugged.
"Well, getting married if a big deal. A huge commitment. And if you're going to be fucking off to Drachma, who's to say Mustang won't get lonely and… seek companionship?"
Ed glared.
"Roy wouldn't do something like that." He frowned. Russell just shrugged again.
"Who's to say?" He repeated. Ed stood.
"I'm to say." He protested. "Roy and I love each other, and what's more, we trust each other. Tomorrow I am going to marry him and it doesn't matter where I go after that because I will always trust him and he'll always trust me."
Ha, ha, ha… second chapter and I'm already piling on the drama. That's probably because I wanted to get everything done in Family, but it was really hard since I had so many plot points I wanted to include.
Anyway, hope you enjoy and please leave a review ~
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