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A/N: Well, folks, I'm home! Otakon was a blast! Lets see, I have filled up most of my camera card with pictures, and the first picture you see when you turn it on is a pic of Gaara and Lee making out in the dealer's room…. Anyway! I promised to update ASAP, so here you go! (( And to my wonderful reviewers, thank you all! I am trying to write longer chapters, so please, be patient with me! ))

And now back to our show……

After that one encounter with Edward in his kitchen, the younger alchemist had practically made it his mission to avoid Roy in work. Sure, he would come in for reports when he needed to, and only then would his eyes trail to wear wolf ears were brought down against his head (and sometimes, though Roy would never tell the blonde that he saw him do this, Ed's eyes would attempt to trail even lower, where a bushy wolf tail was hidden). This was Roy Mustang's savior. The ability had been learned sometime while walking towards the train station from Ishbal. His ears were able to be tucked down against his head, though if he were to ever go bald, they would definitely be noticed. His tail could be retracted mostly, but that hurt, kind of, so he usually just wrapped it around one leg and wore the military butt skirt to hide it better. His fangs /did/ retract, as well as his claws, but those seemed to have minds of their own, popping out at random moments during the day.

This is what made Roy believe that the wolf in him was taking over. He didn't want is to happen, gods above, he didn't want it. But how could he avoid it? These thoughts had been bugging him for most of the morning, until a very calm, yet somehow very intimidating, Riza Hawkeye told him that, If he did not get to doing his paperwork, there would be one extra hole in his head. That made Roy scramble furiously for a pen and begin signing his name on every paper, not even reading them first. He could have been signing a request to take Alphonse Elric in for recycling and he wouldn't have noticed. For awhile, things went on as normal in the office. That is, until Fuery came rushing in with a letter written out for the colonel, told to be given to him directly.

"Sorry Sir, but it seemed important, so I rushed it up here as soon as I could." Feury said in his meek little voice. Roy accepted the letter with a small nod, and opened it to read:

Mustang.

It was all another rumor here in this city. Had to go to Resembool to get my arm fixed. Alphonse will be staying for a while with Winry and Pinako while I come back their to recover. Be back soon.

Edward.

His letter was quick, and to the point, but nothing less expected from the Fullmetal Alchemist. It made sense, in an odd way, that the boy would want to leave his brother with someone who could care for him and give him company while Ed recovered from whatever injury he had sustained. What the Colonel didn't understand was why the blonde haired chibi would want to come back to Central instead of stay /with/ his brother and family. He decided he'd ask about this, when the blonde got home.

That night found Roy curled in a comfortable ball on his couch, tail out and flicking around, and ears twitching. The beast within him was satisfied for the moment. And for the moment, so was he. He'd been reading another book about the habits of wolves, and some were quite interesting. The raven haired man found that the fact that wolves are dedicated to their families made him smile, just a little. Hell, he could have been fused with a snake and been one known to eat his young. That would have been…alarming.

Sleep was snaking it's way into his mind then. It was a Saturday, and Colonel Mustang didn't go in on Sundays. He was free to sleep in, and it made it all the better that Sunday was the full moon. His wolf side seemed to be most active then, though it made him feel just a little bit more like a creature of legend and myth than a chimera. As his eyes were fluttering closed, however, a rather loud and rather alarming knock came on his front door. Well, so much for getting tons of sleep…

"I'm coming, hold on…" Roy said bitterly, heaving himself off of his couch and trudging over to open his front door…only to come face to face with a very battered looking Fullmetal Alchemist. "Edward, what…"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, surprise, Mustang. The dorms were to cold and my heater broke, so I decided to come here. It works o my benefit anyway, since you have off tomorrow, and I can't work with my body in this state…" Ed went on rambling, walking into the house and leaving Roy to stare incredulously behind him.

"So you're basically telling me I have no choice but to let you stay in my home, and I have no choice but to take care of you because of the state you're in?" Roy asked, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms. Ed looked back over his shoulder from where he was kneeling down to take his boots off.

"Yeah, pretty much, Colonel bastard. See, you aren't as stupid as you look." With that last insulting remark, Ed headed into the kitchen to make something to eat. Roy could only shake his head in disbelief and follow him, not wanting, nor having the heart to argue.

After finding a bag of potato chips in the closet, Edward moved to sit at the table that he'd eaten ramen at about two weeks before. Golden eyes traveled around the kitchen, like they'd done before, and eventually came to rest on a clock hanging above the refrigerator. It had a wolf as a background, it's silhouetted form howling at a bright full moon in the upper left corner. He smiled at this, and then let his eyes rest on Roy, who was standing in the doorway watching him.

"What?" Ed asked, a bit unnerved under the older man's stare. Mustang shrugged, and came over to sit down opposite the blonde. Honestly, they really needed to find someplace better to sit and talk…

"Wanna come out and sit on the couch with me? It's warmer in the other room." He suggested quietly, not even sure why his voice was so….weak. Ed stared for a moment, obviously thinking it over, before nodding and standing up, heading towards the living room with the bag of chips still in his hand.

They sat together quietly, Roy curling up, but only slightly, and Edward sitting straight as if on edge. The only sounds that could be heard was Roy's heavier breathing, and Edward's teeth crunching the chips. It was an awkward silence, one of which neither had words to break. They must have sat there for a good 25 minutes, just thinking, before Roy decided to speak to the other alchemist.

"Why did you avoid me in the office?" he asked, his voice low, yet startling the other some. Ed blinked at him, as if he didn't understand the question, before shrugging and looking at his feet. "You weren't afraid or hesitant before, so why did you turn away from me when I spoke to you at work?" he asked again, being persistent, and Ed gave in, turning to face him with a calm, gentle look on his features.

"I was thinking things over, that's all. I didn't mean for it to look as though I was frightened or disgusted, because I'm not…" He said, keeping his voice barely above a whisper. "But I was wondering…What will happen if the wolf takes full control of your body? What will you do then? You obviously wouldn't be able to stay in the military, being part wild animal and having uncontrollable instincts…" Roy had to blush at the reference to the night where Roy pounced on the boy in his kitchen.

"Well, I would have to face that when I get there." He said, in a too calm voice that made Edward smile sadly.

The colonel had never been his favorite person in the world. He sent him on pointless missions, insulted him at the worst possible points in time, and always somehow knew exactly what to say to set him off. And yet he cared for the older man. He couldn't, no, wouldn't say that the feeling was one of love. He didn't believe that it was. But there was the feeling of wanting to be around the colonel that had developed within the past couple of weeks. This had alarmed him, and caught him off guard completely. Hell, he didn't even notice until Alphonse commented on his sudden fetish with buying things that related to wolves. Although, Al had been quite pleased when Edward brought home a small plush toy, keeping it with him even though he attempted to hide it.

He'd never let the older male get wind of his secret. He would be laughed at and probably scolded, too. The man was a womanizer and twice his age, and it wasn't even a crush. It was just a fetish with wolves that would blow over. At least that's what his mind told him. His heart screamed an entirely different tale, but it was one of which he had never listened. What did his heart know anyway? Ed was jerked from his thoughts when A warm hand was placed over his own.

"Fullmetal?" Roy's voice gently questioned, and once more, golden eyes found their way to obsidian ones in answer. "You went quiet, is something wrong?" he asked. Ed noticed he still hadn't removed his hand. Damnit, why wasn't he removing his hand…?

"Could you…for once…just call me by my real name?" Ed asked hesitantly. Roy stared for a minute, in shock, but then sighed and corrected himself.

"Edward, right, sorry. Is there anything I can do for you? You seem so uptight, and I would want you to be comfortable while in this condition." Roy referred to the many scars and bandages that wrapped many places of Edward's face, arms, and legs. He must have been into something deep to get himself this banged up. Edward shook his head.

"I'm fine…there's nothing I want that you could give me. What about you? You're just as tense as I am. Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked. He'd been meaning to ask Roy this question ever since he found out about his wolf side. The feelings within him basically demanded that he take care of the colonel, seeing as though the older man didn't do a good job of this himself. He lived in an old rundown apartment!

Roy thought about this for a moment. There was nothing he could think of that he would want from the Fullmetal Alchemist except maybe his company. The wolf inside of him, however, had a different idea. The growling voice returned, asking, suggesting, and Roy's eyes became animalistic once more. Edward made a small surprised sound, and Roy realized he must have growled again. When the wolf comes, that's the first thing that happens. It growls and lets it's presence be known. The voice that came from his lips was not his own.

"I…The wolf wants something. The wolf desperately wants something." No, this voice was a bit deeper, raspier, and it almost frightened Fullmetal. Almost.

"A-And what does the wolf want…?" Edward ventured, being brave. The animalistic eyes sparkled, and time stopped for the two once more. Roy leaned down, catching Edward's wrists and pushing them back. Edward squeaked in shock, but tilted his head upwards, waiting, anticipating. The wolf was the one who made time go forward once more, and when Roy regained his control, he was kissing his fiery blonde subordinate.

And it felt good.

Neither wanted to break the kiss, which had turned into a contest of who could push their tongue farther into the other's mouth, but the need for air became great. Roy pulled away, and Edward attempted to reach for him, as though he couldn't understand why the colonel had to move. When Edward's senses returned, he looked at Roy in complete horror.

"I'm…I'm sorry…" the younger began slowly. Roy was glad to hear this reaction instead of getting hit with an automail leg or arm. The older male, who wasn't entirely sure what the hell to do next, silenced the younger with a quick kiss. When he pulled away this time, he leaned his head against Ed's, similar to what he did that night in the kitchen.

"The wolf wants you." He whispered with a hint of uncertainty. Edward's eyes widened for a brief moment, before composure was once more regained.

"The wolf has good taste. What about you? What do you want?" the blonde asked, tilting his head in question. Roy thought for a few minutes. This boy was nearly half his age, with a temper bad enough to unnerve even the most composed men, and he was his /subordinate/. That could get him in serious trouble, but….god above, the wolf was practically ripping apart his insides. 'fine…I'll ask….' He decided to make the wolf happy. Things went well when the wolf was happy.

"I want what you want." He said, choosing his words carefully. The wolf snarled within him, but he told it to shut up. It was better this way. Now it was up to the younger alchemist.

A few tantalizing moments went by. Roy kept his head against Ed's, though he did close his eyes. Thoughts of madness were going through his head. He couldn't even suggest allowing the boy to be with him, he was a minor! It was a major offense, and not to mention, he was his subordinate! Why did he feel as though suddenly, none of that mattered? As though suddenly, all of his goals didn't mean anything, only Ed? Without thinking this over any longer, he held his breath when Edward began to speak.

"I…want you to be happy. And…that means that I want….what the wolf wants." He also chose his words carefully, and, either from feeling that it was the right thing to do or just curiosity, he curved his form up into the colonel's and snaked his arms around his neck, hesitantly entwining fingers in ebony hair. This made Roy realize that Edward was not as experienced as he had originally thought. Then, the younger placed his lips gently against the older male's, and Roy gave in, ravaging Edward Elric's mouth with his own. The last thought in his mind before the wolf took over was one that, oddly enough, made him smirk.

I'm so going to Hell.

Well, that chapter took me forever to write…-sighs- anyways, hope you guys liked it! I used some suggestions for this one, such as Edward's fetish with wolves. I thought that Idea was so adorable! And I even got some fan art from a good friend of mine! Thanks a bunch Kara-chan! Anyways, review and tell me what you thought! The next chapter should hopefully be up soon!.