A/N: Finally the third chapter sheesh. And I'm so happy that I've gotten reviews!!! Thank you all so much! I would glomp you, if I could. I figured since my last update took about a week I'd insert this one earlier. And for those of you who wandered onto my deviantART page I will have a new RoyxEd fan art up on the 24th. Hopefully. Coz I have big plans for that piece and hopefully it'll turn out. We have yet to see. Any minute now, I'm going to run out of lyrics to insert and from that point on I will continue the fic but not the song piece since it'll be finished. But the last verse will probably show up again. So keep that in mind. Onward!

Chapter Three – A Moments Notice.

Roy looked at his phone, and it sat there looking back at him if it could. He wasn't entirely sure why he was staring at it. He'd always been able to make up his mind before, but what he was about to do would be considered insanity even by those not in their right mind. Perhaps Roy had all his lights on, but nobody was home. Maybe, just maybe...he really was crazy. And if he was, it surely wasn't his fault. Love did this to him. Or starvation of it, rather. He always had the affection of women showered on him but they didn't really interest him. They were too easy. Edward ignored his very presence, detested it. Snorted in disgust when he entered the room, ran his mouth off to put space between himself and the colonel. And a part of him wondered, why. Did he have something to hide from Roy? Certainly this was worth investigation. This granted him reason. It was good enough. There would be no goodbye this time. He was tired of waiting, it was time to take action, time to be irrational. He picked up the phone for what was about the seventh time and dialed. He listened with impatience, and growled at every ring that met his ear.

"First Lt. Hawkeye, speaking."

"Finally! Were you on a permanent coffee break?"

"I apologize, sir. What was it that you needed?"

"The portal. It's still opened correct?"

"We have had no success in closing it, sir."

"Good. I plan on making my way through it." He knew he must've shocked her, for nothing but dead silence met his ears. "I'm counting on you to take me to it."

"yes." The call ended quietly. He was sure that Riza had an opinion on the situation. But even after all this time he knew she wouldn't dare voice it. He was glad she was an intelligent woman, one who would not stand in his way to get what he wanted. Roy pondered about what his reunion with Edward would be like. Considering he got through the portal unscathed. Perhaps it would go something to the tune of this:

"Hello Edward."
"What the hell are you doing here Colonel jackass?!"
"Well. I love you."

"That's absurd!"
"Is it?"
"You're right. It isn't. I love you too." Then he would kiss the boy, perhaps take him. Finally Roy sighed, his fantasy was just that. A day dream and nothing more. Edward would pretend to hate him, be angry with him for days...even weeks if he came through that portal. But it was what must be done, what had to be done, to ensure a fitting future.

I still feel the pain.
(I still feel the pain)
I still feel your love.

"I'm getting sick of looking at this portal, Alphonse. When the hell is it going to close?"

"I'm not sure, brother. I don't have the answers." Edward sighed, that wasn't the response he wanted. And he really was tired of looking at it. Or having to bare witness to all the memories that came with it. For a while he slipped into his thoughts, all of which contained Roy. He cursed himself for thinking about it, yet all too soon he gave into them. It wasn't like any one could read his thoughts any way. He wanted to know what it would be like...to be kissed by that man, what he would smell like. Or to feel those deceptive hands taunt him in ways he couldn't even imagine. A shudder went through him, breaking him away from his thoughts. He knew he was being hopeless, and yet hope filled him again, when Alphonse spoke.

"Brother!"

"What is it?"

"Something is coming through the portal!"

"Who would dare use it?" his mind faltered. And whirred for a moment. Now he was wishing, with all his young heart. That is was Mustang coming through it. That is was Mustang who would risk his life...his physical mental and spiritual well-being for Ed. His heart beat against his chest so rapidly, he felt sick. And just as he was thinking of all the reasons Mustang wouldn't attempt such a frivolous feat a tall figure came through.

And some how I knew...

...you could never,

Never stay

And some how I knew...

...you would leave me,

This way.

Roy looked like he fought off a couple drunken brutes. His hair and military uniform were a mess, and he hadn't shaved in a while either. He took a few staggering, unsteady steps toward the two baffled brothers before mumbling something about Edward and passing out. "What the hell?" Edward's mind was spinning out of control, he could hardly restrain his thoughts and emotions from colliding together. But for the sake of his sanity, or what he had left of it, he shut himself down. He wouldn't allow this image of Roy, hurt him, not yet. Not until he was alone. For that moment, he was without feeling, long enough to tell his brother to get a medic, Now.

A/N: well I officially hate it. Lemme know if it 's worth continuing. Because honestly, I'm not happy at all with the wording or choice of grammar. Toodles for now!