I woke up later to the sounds of my alarm blearing, causing me a headache.

I reluctantly got up, put my shoes on, and left my apartment not bothering to change, remembering to lock the door behind me.

10 Minutes Later

I stood outside of Hughes house. It was just as I last saw it, a perfect home for him, his wife, and his daughter. I guess thats one other reason why I don't have a house like his. I'm not perfect.

Sighing, I climbed the stairs that led to his house, and rang the door bell.

Not even five seconds later, Hughes comes out showing new picture of his daughter and babbling about her.

"Hey Hughes, bye Hughes," I said, not even paying attention to him.

I went into the living room, and leaned against the back wall causally so I won't cause any weird suspicion. Last thing I need is for someone in the military to found out I've gone psychotic.

I looked around the room, and noticed everyone was there, except Roy. Even Riza was there, and it's shocking to see her and not Roy.

Everyone came by me, and said hi and everything and I said them back.

About an hour later, Roy was still not at Hughes house and thats when the karaoke started.

There were tons of songs that people were singing but my favorite would have to be Never You that was sung by Riza herself. She has a beautiful voice, and can scream just like the guy that sings the original song.

Around ten o'clock I went home, telling everyone that I wanted to get some studying done, but in reality I just wanted to cry myself to sleep. Roy wasn't there all night, and he was the only reason I went.

When I got to my apartment, I walked in to see Roy sitting in my living room, legs crossed, and pissed off.

When he saw me, he started getting up – and that's when I ran. I couldn't deal with him right now, even if I wanted to see him. I know for sure that he knows that I know that I cut and I'm psychotic, and now he's going to tell everyone I know, you know?

I didn't get very far, because when I tried to open my door, his hand was already there blocking my way.

"What the fuck were you thinking," he asked in his harsh, but velvety soft voice.

"Uh, I was thinking I would run away before you gave me another false lead on the stone," I answered back, trying to act like my normal self.

He glared at me and replied, "I don't give false leads, you just arrive when the lead is gone – and that was not what I was talking about."

He pulled something shiny out of his pocket, and showed it to me.

He found my blade. I can't believe it. My secrets out. Now he's going throw me with all the other psychos in a padded room, with only my imaginary friend, Pinko, to talk to.

Tears ran down my face, and I bolted for my room, and I almost made it until he grabbed my arm tightly, causing me to scream and fall to the ground.

"Edward, stop running from me. I'm not going to fucking stick you in a Mental Hospital with those freaks. I want to help you, and not with doctors or nurses, by myself."

My tears stilled for a moment, before I bawled my eyes out.

Roy has never said my name before, it sounds so sweet. And he said that he won't put in a nut house. He knelt down in front of me, and hugged me. He hugged me. I hugged him back, holding him, and crying into his shoulder. He was still wearing his uniform.

I told him everything, how I felt, how I didn't know where Al was, everything.

After I calmed down, Roy picked me up off the living room floor, laid me on my bed, and then he laid next to me.

"Roy," I asked, wanting his attention.

"Yes, Ed," he replied, stroking my golden hair.

"Do you like me?"

"Of course, you're a military kid who saves the world – who wouldn't like you?"

"No, Roy, I meant do you like like me?"

"Oh..."

My tears started coming back. It was true, he didn't like me. Who would? I'm a guy, he's a guy, I'm a fucking kid, too.

"Ed, don't start crying," he said, brushing away tear that fell on my cheeks.

"I do like like you." he said, glazing into my eyes with his deep onyx ones.

I smiled, and for once it was a true smile.

"I like like you, too," I replied, laying my head on his shoulder and soon falling asleep.

I didn't miss the light peck on my head, and Roy saying, "No, I love you."


Ta-da! It's finished! I love this ending! It's so kawaii. I may or may not make a lemon, probably not because I have school now, and I have another story that needs to be finished. So, enjoy this. :]

xo, Aurelia.