So I decided to revise this chapter due to some inconsistencies with the writing, sorry about that but it's fixed now.
Chapter six will be up soon!
Roy stabbed his name into the paperwork in front of him, carving his name on the dotted line, Why, Why now? Why Edward? That stupid what's-her-face is going to take him away from me. Mustang's pen paused over his last paper for the day, and his shoulders drooped as he realized that the Fullmetal Alchemist wasn't close enough to him for anyone to take him away. Why did I have to suddenly want to be with Edward now when I've been keeping it down for this long? My heart aches to make him smile at least once or laugh, but I know if I do I'll want to do it again all the more. Damn, I sound like a sappy woman even in my own head!
Mustang remembered something Hawkeye had said to him as he recovered from his fight with the Fuhrer in the hospital, "Roy… Some things you shouldn't hide behind your smirk. Some things are too big for that. One day, those feelings will catch up with you." Hawkeye had paused in her peeling of an apple before looking back at her superior and friend with a more business-like face , "We don't even know if he's alive, Roy. Alphonse has his body back, circles were alchemized onto the floor, and Ed's blood was all over the place, there may not be a body…but we did find this." and Riza pulled out a state alchemist's watch, Roy had taken it from her with slightly trembling hands, inscribed inside was 'Don't forget 3 Oct 10'
The Flame Alchemist cried for the second time since he was a child that day. His face remained emotionless as he stared at the watch in his limp grasp tear upon tear rolling down his face. Riza had left him to his thoughts then, she knew when her dearest friend needed time to think. Or time to un-think.
Part of him died that day, along with his hopes of Edward returning, but young Alphonse was bright eyes and full of spirit and from the younger brother's insistence of his missing brother to be alive, a spark of hope dwelled within Mustang, but this spark wasn't enough to start a flame. The Flame Alchemist remembered never feeling cold in the north, and that memory alone sent shivers down his spine.
When the clues added up that something big was going to happen, Roy had a feeling that it had to do with the elder Elric brother. Sure enough there was a fleeting moment in which they were together once more, bickering like he was never gone, and just as fast as they were reunited, he was gone. But by then that small simmering coal in Mustang had flared into a roaring fire. Ed would come back, he knew it somehow. His persistence on the matter was as resolute as the young Alphonse's had been, but more defined. Whenever the subject would turn up he would not give any explanation just that he would come back. Almost immediately after the invasion from the other dimension Mustang gained his position as Colonel back and stayed there.
Two years later Edward and Alphonse were found on a dirty road in South Amstris, Alphonse had forgotten almost all of his time in the other world, whilst Edward refused to talk about it. Edward was the one to remember something about a bomb test in a place called America. Edward had refused to elaborate on the subject to both Mustang and Alphonse. The black haired man knew this because at some point Al was asking him if Edward had told him anything and to tell Alphonse what he knew. There's always something that he's hiding, something he has to shoulder on his own… Idiot.
Mustang in his musings of the past he absentmindedly flicked papers off his desk, looking like a brooding child.
"What do you suppose is up with the Colonel?" Havoc asked through an unlit fag in his mouth
"Yeah, It's not lie the Colonel to be this way." Falmen leant in with a hushed tone.
"I hope we don't get yelled at if he's in a bad mood." Furey said quietly.
"Guess it's just that time of the month, huh?" Breda said leaning in to the circle.
Suddenly there was the loud sound of a gunshot and the four men stared horrified at the bullet hole in the wall next to their noses.
"Not funny." Hawkeye said glaring the quartet.
Everyone glanced at each other, glanced at Hawkeye then scurried back to find something like work to do. Meanwhile the infamous Flame Alchemist still flicked pieces of paper off his desk.
A paper fell gracefully to the floor of Edward's bedroom/study as the young alchemist scribbled on paper after paper completely absorbed in his work. He ran from one side of the room to the other looking at past papers and flipping through some books, returning to his desk to write, then repeated the process.
After work Mustang chose to walk home from work for once, choosing to enjoy the long walk through the city and noticed that he had to pass Ed's apartment to reach his house, Roy stole a moment to look into the window to the blonde's study to suddenly see a paper fly out of it, followed by an anguished cry.
"No!" Ed's face popped out of his open window, searching for the lost paper. It flipped and glided teasingly at the small alchemist landing on top of a small bush next to the building.
Mustang picked up the paper and looked it over, it was a series of chemical formula's, some even Roy didn't know about.
"Stay right there! I need that! Hold on!" the voice from above called
Roy waited still looking over the strange paper in his hands, but very soon a golden blur appeared from the building and stopped in front of him noticing who it was.
"Colonel? What are you doing here?" asked Ed with genuine curiosity.
"I was walking home, I have to take this rout." Mustang said dismissively, "What's uranium? And for that matter what is plutonium?"
Ed shuffled as though unsure how to word the answer, "It's, uh, just something I learned about in the other world."
Mustang raised a questioning eyebrow, great curiosity for knowledge barely contained behind his dark eyes.
A sigh came from Edward, and taking the sheet of paper from Mustang's hands asked, "Would you like to come in for some tea?"
Roy smiled and followed the gifted Alchemist, for the first time, invited into his home.
Okay then, not much changed but I had to, being without a computer for a long time gives me a lot of thinking time which is bad for my health.
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