Stray
A FMA fanfiction
By: Something Dysfunctional
Chapter Three
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Disclaimer: You all know who owns "Fullmetal Alchemist"... Here's a story that I hope will make you all smile, drool, laugh, maybe cry, and giggle over in embarrassment. I dedicate this to everyone who is part of the Risembool Rangers and Miniskirt Army that secretly love the idea of Roy and Ed together and everyone else who believes in love- real love, no matter what the cost. This is set SOMEWHAT in the "Loveless" universe because... I like boys with cat-ears and the "FMA" universe because I LOVE the concept of alchemy and all it's wonders. That, and I found these ADORABLE pictures of Ed with cat ears in Roy's lap that I based this from. Review nicely and happy reading!

(NOTE: watching "Sweeny Todd" and "Queen of the Damned" motivates me to write. Two chapters in one night. GO ME!)
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"What do you want me to do, Ed? I don't like to see anyone, especially you, like this," Roy pleaded, running a hand loosely in the blonde hair, messing up the braid Ed had it in. He leaned into the touch, purring in the back of his throat, eyes closing slowly. A moment of eternity seemed to pass as the two stayed like that until Ed found a response, his pulse racing, his heart thumping madly against his chest as he dare asked the question that fell from his quivering mouth:

"... kiss me."
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Roy blinked, his brain trying to work around the words that were just spoken. Why did it seem that a large weight just landed on his shoulders? He drew in a deep breath, eyes closing. "Ed... what you're asking me is something... I can't do," he pushed out as if in pain. The boy's face fell, paling at what just happened. He let his head drop, strands of sunlight falling past his shoulders. He looked so vunerable now.

"Please, Roy. I'm... I'm not asking much. Just, please, do it."

Tiny fingers grasped the shirt that the General wore and gripped it tightly.

Begging.
Pleading.
That one, tiny favor.

Roy knew it was treading on forbidden ground. His stomach tightened, his conscience screaming at him to think about what he was about to possibly do could get him in trouble, or worse, jail. "I-I can't, Edward. Think of the consequences at hand-"
Those golden eyes shot up and pierced into Roy's heart like lightning.
"You think I don't know?! Dammit, Mustang, just...!" Tears swam in those ember orbs, as if wanting a piece of this man that rescued him.

They stared at each other, their emotions thrumming inside of their bodies like a pulse; strong, vibrant, and firey. Roy's hands left the feline's shoulders and went up to cup Ed's face, holding the warm skin, thumbs rubbing along the young cheeks on his face, causing Ed's eyes to flutter some, lips parting at the intament touch he'd long forgotten. Roy leaned forward, nuzzling against the right ear, his breath tickling the boy's lobe, a small moan escaping his lips. "Just once."

Ed's heart and adrenaline soared, his own hands creeping up to Roy's neck, nails faintly scratching the flesh. "Just once," he mirrored back in a raspy voice. Those maddening lips went from the ear, lightly touching his jawline, up his chin, breathing over his own mouth. Ed inhaled the smoky essence of the former Alchemist, shuddering. He was like a drug. His ears buzzed loudly as that mouth claimed his, sweetly and gently. Ed let out a shuddering gasp and pressed back, drinking it all in. He crushed his body against Roy's, lining them up, wanting to feel more. Those lips were inoxicating. He moved his head to the right, dragging his nails down the column of Roy's neck. The man was startled by this motion.

'Sneaky little kitten...'

Roy's hand traveled down to the small of the boy's back, sliding underneath the shirt, relishing at the baby-soft skin, causing Ed to mewl. He took that chance to plunder the mouth, sliding his tonuge along Ed's, tasting the newness of his vigor. They explored each other, savoring each swipe, nibble, glide, and embrace their mouths and tonuges performed; a dance of want and need.

Roy parted from the golden child, gasping quietly for breath, his eyes gleaming as he watched the feline come down from his high, skin bright red and eyes darkened into molten gold. He seemed dazed, drunk off the kiss.

"Wow," he breathed, holding onto Roy still. He smirked, cocking his head to the side. "I know. I'm good." Ed scoffed and hugged himself to the man, purring loudly, his tail swishing slowly. "Thank you." Roy chuckled and lifted him up, placing themselves on the couch, enjoying each other's company while the setting sun danced across the horizon.
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Riza clacked noisly against her laptop, her eyes watching over her work until her cell rang. Picking it up, she pressed it against her ear. "Yes?"
"How did it go?"
"Fine. How's the boy?"
"Eating away to his heart's content. I went over the files..."
"And?"

A pause.

"Well... it's interesting how he can perform alchemy without a transmutation circle. Probably one of the brightest and youngest I've ever seen, Hawkeye. I can believe why Honenhiem was his father. The paper's say that he and his brother are still missing. Hmm... they're doing a damn good job about this, aren't they? I'm going to see what all Edward can do if I can convince him to perform alchemy for me soon. Well, I'm going to finish supper. Thank you again, Hawkeye."

"You're welcome, General- I mean, Mustang."
"Hm. Night."
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A storm came on during the late hours of the night, causing Ed to wake up in a sweat, body frozen. He hated thunderstorms with a passion. One of the fears he never told people. The only one who knew was Al. Sobering at the memory of his little brother, he flung himself out of his bed and raced down the hallway towards Mustang's room. Opening it, he glanced in, the lightning high-lighting the room in a light-blue color. It showed over the lump buried in the sheets, a mop of black hair peeking from the top. Sighing in relief, Ed made his way to the large bed and crawled up, raising the sheet, and slid in, seeking the warmth the man had to offer. He spooned against the back, his little hands curling around the thin waist, his flesh leg moving between Roy's own. He pressed his face against the firm backside, sighing contently.

For the first time, Ed was at peace. Despite the ache he felt for Al, he knew that he could trust this man into finding him. Was it... lust? Love? Ed was startled at this thought, his cheeks flaming up. His stomach gave off butterflies, his limbs trembling. Roy chose that time to roll over, mumbling in his sleep, cuddling against Ed, holding him close. Ed gasped silently at the gesture. The storm had quietened down and soon, rain coursed down from the sky, lulling the blonde to sleep, tucking his head underneathth Roy's chin.

Morning came nearly too soon.
The sunlight poured through the windows, causing Roy to stir from his slumber some-what. Yawning largely, he willed himself to fall back asleep, enjoying the warmth on him. Ed, however, was ready to get up. His stomach was rolling with hunger. Tail swishing madly, he growled and pulled at Roy's nightshirt with his teeth. "Wake up!," he whined, shaking it from side to side. Roy made a noise and clamped his hand on the blonde's head. "I'm up, I'm up...," he grumbled, leaning up and kissing the boy squarely on the lips. Ed was in shock. Kissing back eagerly, he decided to ignore his angry belly and enjoy this instead. As they continued the make-out, Ed felt something poke his stomach. Curious, he took a hand and searched for the source. As he grasped it, the thing pulsed and throbbed hotly, making Roy arch into the touch, a groan spilling from his mouth.

'Well, well... I think I've found something here.'

Grinning madly, the blonde pulled Roy's member forward, slowly pumping it. Roy's eyes fluttered open, his adrenaline going into over-drive. "Wha... what the? Edward?!," he grounded out, trying to sit up. Ed tumbled into his lap properly, his flesh hand still holding onto him. The boy cocked his head to the side, blinking innocently. "Helping you with your morning problem. Plus, I'm hungry, so... let's fix that, shall we?"

A knock interrupted through their reviere, making Roy lash out of bed, struggling to put his pants on. He looked down at the cat-eared boy who stared up at him owlishly. He pointed a finger at him. "Stay there... don't move. We are going to have a talk in a minute," he ordered in a low, even tone.
It made Ed's spine shiver.

As the man walked towards the door, he tried to will his erection dow, thinking of thoughts that would repulse him. But all that flitted in his mind was the feel of that small, wet mouth on him, slowly about to devour him. Shuddering, Roy smacked himself in the face. "C'mon, Mustang... get a grip on yourself. You are a grown man, not a teenager," he muttered, grasping the doorknob and opening it, revealing Riza before him. Cocking and eyebrow up, he spoke, "Good morning, Hawkeye... what seems to be the problem?"

He saw something move behind his former Liuetenant.
"What-"
Riza smiled gently at the person behind her. "Come on, it's okay. This man knows where Brother is," she cooed to them, reaching from around her a small boy, hoisting him in her arms. Roy stifled a gasp. He looked just like Ed! Except the hair was a darker blonde, the eyes the color of light caramel, his skin tan, not golden as his brother's. A pair of furry blonde cat ears sat on top of his head, flat against the skull; a matching tail was curled around his leg in fear. This had to be Alphonse Elric. Taking in a breath, Roy kneeled some until he was eye-leveled with the boy. "Are you Al?," he asked gently?

The boy nodded some, his eyes taking in this man that knew his name.
"Well, believe it or not, I've got Brother inside with me. Do you wanna go see him?"
"... really? B-brother is in th-there?"
Roy took the child out of Riza's arms and both of them walked inside towards Roy's bedroom. "Where did you find him, Hawkeye?," Roy asked under his breath. The blonde woman answered, equally quiet. "Where do most people go when on the run and eventually end up where they started when there are no more places to hide?"
Risembool.
Home.
"Good job, Liuetenant," Mustang grinned. Riza just nodded her head in acknowledgment and opened up the bedroom door.

Ed was still sitting there like the General told him and saw them come in. Standing up he grinned, "Well, it's about time! I'm starving still-"

Gold eyes slammed into the caramel ones.

Time stood still as the Elric brother's stared at each other, their hearts crying out.
Al sniffled, his face crumbling as he struggled out of Roy's arms. "BROTHER!" He latched onto Ed, making both of them tumble to the ground as the little one bawled, hugging onto Ed tightly.

He couldn't do anything- the emotion he was feeling was overwhelming, but the only thing he could do was to cling to a part of him that was missing for so long.
"Edward..."
He looked up at Roy. That gentle face he wore... the warmth of that small smile he wore... he had kneeled down before him, placing a hand on his cheek, making Ed stiffen at the touch, his eyes wide, breathing labored.
"It's okay to cry."

He blinked, marveling at how those words affected him as soon, his vision became blurry and he cried out for his little brother, his dead mother, and his hateful father, burying his face in Al's hair, rocking them back and forth as waves upon waves of saddness and relief rode out from him.

'He did it... he brought Al to me.'
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ANOTHER CHAPTER!
Who loves me?
XD
I know you guys do.
Because someone answered the question correctly last night, she didn't have an account on here, so, she polietly asked me to post it up for EVERYONE to see!
Which I did.
Look out for chapter four soon:
It's a DOOZY.
---the moonlight carries the message of Love.---

'Later Days...!'
SD