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Warning: None really. It's all good, kiddies, nothing worse than last time.

Ed: Hate hospitals.

Romi: Shut up, that's too freaking bad.

Roy: Don't be so mean!

Romi: I can be as mean as I want! This is my story...

Enjoi?

Al knew what had to be done. Ed was coughing up blood and with that paired with the knife in his chest; Ed's lung was punctured. Surgically remove the torn part of the lung and staple the rest shut, Al thought. That was the basic procedure, but he wasn't a surgeon nor did he have such medical supplies. Al pulled out his cell, which he was surprised he still had, and dialed 911.

"911, what is your emergency?" The woman on the other line answered.

"My brother has a punctured lung and needs immediate attention!"

"What is your location?"

"Ah...847 West Street, a large willow on the edge of a field."

"At the college?"

"YES!"

"Help will be right over."

"Thank you." Al quickly shut the phone before listening to what she had to say and sat Ed up. His lung would fill with blood and he'd drown if not. Al checked Ed's pulse. It seemed fine, but he was still loosing a lot of blood. Al bit his lower lip and started to get himself and Ed down.


Roy had to bite his tongue to keep from screaming and both Al and Hohenheim had to hold him back from beating the shit out of those who'd sent Ed to the hospital. Eventually, Roy just sat beside Ed's bed and watched his lover's chest (very) slowly rise and fall. Ed had just gotten out of surgery and would need to stay in the hospital for awhile. He wouldn't be able to participate in sports or any of the like because of this now.

"Is he going to be okay?" Al was asking a doctor quietly.

"Yes, he'll be fine, hopefully. His lung should be okay, though if he has any trouble breathing you should bring him back here."

"Right." Al looked back at Roy and Ed. The breathing mask across Ed's face made him seem worse off than he really was and Roy looked horrible. He was gently stroking Ed's cheek with his hand. Al sighed and sat on the end of Ed's bed. Roy stopped, but kept his hand there.

"Did you see who...?"

"No, just five tall figures."

"Five. No wonder Ed got this badly hurt."

"Mm. It's a wonder that he got away."

"Yeah...he's quick though, my little Ed." Roy whispered the last part out. Ed stirred lightly before opening his eyes and looking straight at Roy.

"Hey, Brother. I was wondering when you'd wake up!" Al said cheerfully. Ed took the breathing mask off forcefully and attempted to sit up. He groaned in pain and decided otherwise. Roy was instantly helping him out of his love.

"Hey, Al...you know what happened after I passed out?" Ed asked.

"Mm-hmm. I found you at the willow and called 911."

"Thanks." Ed laughed lightly and immediately regretted it. Roy turned Ed's face towards his and kissed him to get his attention. Ed took half a second to kiss back and leaned toward him. Roy threw his arms around Ed loosely.

"I was so worried! You just had to go back to the dorms with a broken rib!" Roy yelled at him. Ed rolled his eyes.

"Brother, you had a punctured lung and your lower abdomen was stabbed deeply. Luckily, it didn't hit anything vital and you'll be fine. All we have to look out for is the lung thing." Al told him.

"Maybe you really are my doctor." Ed smiled at him. Genuinely. Something only a few people were graced with, though Al was the only exception besides Roy. Him and Roy got to see Ed's genuine smile only about once a month though, twice if lucky.

"I try." Al replied.

"Thanks, Al."

"I told Shimmer to-"

"Shimmer?" Roy asked, "Are your friends prostitutes, Ed?"

"No, well, actually I'm pretty sure Shimmer is a prostitute."

"Same." Al agreed.

"Okay...?" Roy mumbled.

"Anyway, when do I get let out? And, Al, I though you promised that you came to stay with me because you were going to be my doctor and not make me go to the hospital anymore!" Ed whined. Al pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Brother, I said I was going to be your doctor because you don't like going to hospitals. I never said anything about keeping you out of them." he sighed. Ed pouted cutely until it was to painful and gave up. Roy decided to change the subject onto more important things right about now.

"Ed, who did this?" he asked. Ed thought about it for a second.

"Mm...a couple of...juniors?" he muttered in reply. Roy stood up.

"I'm gonna go get all the records of juniors at your college and then you'll pick them out." he said firmly. Ed rolled his eyes.

"Whatever."


Ed was sitting on his bed with the most pissed off expression when Roy came back four hours later. Several people were around him, all with either worried looks or grinning. Al was sitting on the end of the bed by Ed's feet.

"Who're they?" Roy asked bluntly, holding a large folder.

"These are my 'friends' from the college." Ed grumbled.

"Oooh! Eddie, whose he?" One asked excitedly.

"He's my boyfriend and if you touch him I'll rip you into shreds and bury you on camp grounds." Ed growled at him. They all froze and stayed that way.

"...Are they gay?" Roy asked awkwardly.

"Yup. And they couldn't be more annoying. I didn't think people could be so stereotypical." Ed sighed.

"Hey! I'm not stereotypical!"

"Yes, shimmer, you are."

"Errg."

"S-shimmer? You were being serious?" Roy laughed.

"Shut up! My name's Shimmer and I like it!" 'Shimmer' screamed. Ed leaned away from him.

"'Kay, Shimmer, calm down..." he mumbled. Shimmer took a few deep breaths while comforted by another one of the men. It turned out to be Tori. Antonio leaned towards Ed with a worried look on his face.

"Did those mean juniors beat you up? They got you again, didn't they?" he coddled. Ed cringed. Antonio seriously creeped him out.

"Yeah..." Ed muttered. Antonio suddenly stood and shooed everyone, even Roy, out of the room.

"Eddie needs to rest!" He yelled at them before slamming the door in Roy's face. Ed sat there with one eyebrow lifted. What was he going to do? Antonio suddenly was at the end of the bed and getting on it. Ed watched him cautiously. Antonio began to straddle him lightly and keep his face so close to Ed's he could almost taste his breath.

"What are you...?" Ed mumbled lightly, before he cut off by a kiss. Antonio forcefully pushed his tongue into Ed's mouth. Ed's eyes widened and he was stunned while the man on top of him explored his mouth. He suddenly shoved Antonio off him and onto the floor.

"What the fuck!" he yelled angrily. Ed could feel his stomach lurching. What a horrible experience. Antonio stood quickly but Ed got up faster. He didn't realize the blood seeping from his stomach, but didn't currently care. He pointed towards the door firmly, signaling for Antonio to leave. He huffed and stomped out. Ed swallowed the bile rising in his throat and sat back on the bed. Roy rushed in after seeing the irritated expression on Antonio's face and the sick one on Ed's.

"What happened?" he asked quickly.

"He...he kissed me..." Ed mumbled, holding his stomach. He leaned forward groaning. Blood lined Ed's lips and his bangs hid his face. Roy stood up and ran out of the room, pulling on his gloves. Al walked in curiously, only to see Ed rushing into the bathroom. He shut the door loudly and seconds later Al heard violent vomiting. Al looked at the floor, and stared when he saw drops of blood. He burst into the bathroom. Ed was vomiting blood.

"Brother!" Al screamed and ran over to Ed who was still heaving his precious blood into the toilet. He noticed the blood dripping from his hospital shirt. Al's eyes widened. What was wrong with his brother? Al pulled on the nurses' cord thing stuck into the wall and began to rub small circles in Ed's back. He couldn't do anything else. A nurse rushed in. Ed vomited up another bundle of crimson colored liquid. He panted over the edge of the toilet, trying his best to keep from puking again. The nurse knelt beside Ed.

"Are you going to vomit again?" she asked quickly. Ed shook his head. She nodded and helped Ed up and to his bed.


Roy walked back into the room wiping blood from his knuckles. He froze when he saw Ed wasn't in his bed or even in his room. Al was the only one and he was sitting in the chair beside the empty bed.

"Where's Ed?" Roy asked innocently.

"After you left, Ed began vomiting blood. The doctors took him to have his torso x-rayed."

"'Vomiting blood'?"

"Yeah..."

"Dammit...I knew he looked like he was gonna be sick," Roy sat on the edge of the bed and held his face in his hand, "I should have never left him alone." Al smiled weakly.

"It's nothing to beat yourself up about." he sighed. Ed came back in about ten seconds after that being said with a different shirt on than before. He yawned lightly and the nurse walking behind him went back to her post.

"You okay?" Roy asked, instantly standing up. Ed smiled at him.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"You're wearing a different shirt."

"Mm, my wound reopened and got blood all over the last one." Ed laughed. Roy deadpanned and flopped back onto the bed. So, Ed had been more hurt than he'd acknowledged, which was none at all.

"Where'd you go?" Ed asked simply, getting back under his blankets.

"I went to go beat up that guy who kissed you." Roy laughed. Ed's eyes widened.

"You beat up Antonio?"

"Yup!" Roy said proudly, smirking. Ed burst out laughing, held his side, and then groaned painfully while hunching forward. Roy sighed and sat in front of Ed. He leaned forward slightly and rubbed small circles in Ed's back. He relaxed slightly, enjoying the small massage. Al stood up and stretched.

"I'm gonna go get something to eat from the cafeteria, want something?" Al asked.

"Coffee, please, Alphonse." Roy told him. Al nodded.

"Ed?"

"No thanks, I'm not exactly hungry after barfing up a ton of blood." Ed remarked. Al smiled and nodded, then left. Ed cracked his neck and laid down. Roy sat at Ed's feet for a moment before he remembered how much Ed enjoyed back rubs and the such.

"Ed, turn onto your stomach." Roy told him.

"I'm not in the mood nor condition for sex." Ed replied.

"I'm not gonna screw you, just roll onto your stomach." Roy told him. Ed rolled his eyes and then onto his stomach. He felt a heavy weight on his hips suddenly. Ed looked back at Roy.

"You said you weren't gonna fuck me."

"I'm not!" Roy yelled. Ed shrugged and crossed his arms above his head. Roy enjoyed sitting on Ed's ass, but he wasn't determined to get laid today. Roy leaned forward and started digging his palms into Ed's upper back. He had so many knots up there, he always did. Little Ed, stressing himself the whole day through. Roy rubbed gently and then harder and harder. He worked his way down to Ed's hips. He massaged the boy's hips happily and decided to take this a step further. Yeah, he said he wasn't going to fuck Ed, but why not give his lover some sexual pleasure anyway? Roy gently and slowly massaged the area near Ed's cock with his fingers. The boy glanced at him for only a moment before Roy rubbed harder and closer. Ed let out a low moan and his eyes grew glossy. Roy smirked and began giving Ed a regular backrub again.

You like? I do. Maybe the chapter could have been longer, but it's late and I'm worried whatever else I write will be shit. Don't you guys like reviewing? I don't even care if you write only one word!

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