M'kay, now, this hopefully will please you peoples. This isn't going to be as long as chappie 5, but it will be longer than chappie 6 for sure.

This is a flash back chapter. But not like all romantic 'why didn't I see his feeling before' flash backs. but not exactly.

Disclaimer: I don't own fma.

XXX Chapter 7 XXX

Edward sighed heavily. Last night had been tiring. After his attack, the guards rushed in and called the doctor on the emergency medical care form. Dr. Kasiki had shoved his way though the wall of guards, in pajamas, but with a black bag in hand, muttering curse words of all sorts under his breath.

He shooed the guards away, insisting he didn't need any help, and gave Ed a direct shot of his medication. Then he sedated the blonde and called the guards back in. they took Ed to the bath and cleaned him up. Meanwhile, the sleepy janitors slowly mopped up the crimson fluid and left.

After putting the teen back in his room/cell, nothing else eventful happened, for the people at the jail at least.

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Roy, sitting on the edge of his bed looked at the clock and sighed deeply. 'Only a few more hours until visiting hours…' he thought.

The sharp ring of the hotel telephone startled Roy. He picked it up and said groggily, "Mustang."

"Oh, good, you answered. This is the assistant leader of the local police force," the young man on the other side of the phone said with confidence, "I have called to inform you that we have found a fault in the case. You said earlier that Mr. Elric had 'W. Rockbell' on the knuckles of his automail hand correct?"

Roy nodded, but then realized he was on the phone and replied, "Yes, that's correct, Sir."

"Well," the officer continued slowly, "the hand that beat chief didn't have that. It should have shone up if Mr. Elric did, in fact, beat him. So who ever did this missed a very important detail in order to frame him. It's just me here so after I inform the rest of the force and get in confirmed, Mr. Elric should be free to go." he said with confidence trailing though out his voice.

So many emotions ran though Roy's mind. Relief, anger, sadness, and tiredness, all mixed in with his thoughts.

It took a full minute until the voice of the forgotten man on the phone broke though his wondering mind. "Mr. Mustang, you there?"

"Uhhh, yeah I'm here thank you for informing me of this. Good night, Sir."

"No problem, Sir, you have a good rest of the night, too."

Roy hung up the phone and dropped on to his bed and closed his eyelids, the simple news enough to give him enough peace of mind to catch a few hours of sleep before the confrontation between himself and his favorite and sick, alchemist.

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A slight rapping at Ed's door awoke him, his head aching, trying to recall the night's events. It was weird he didn't remember falling asleep.

"Fullmetal Alchemist, your commanding officer is here to see you, he says it's urgent."

"Okay, let him in…" Ed replied groggily.

Roy stormed in, the anger from the night before resurfacing, the door slamming loudly shut behind him.

Ed winced and covered his ears, "Has that door always been that loud and echoed?" he asked quietly.

Roy ignored his questions and raised his voice to ask "Why!? Why didn't you tell me? What makes you think I wouldn't what to be informed of this?" he threw the balled and crumpled letter to Ed and it bounced slightly and rolled between Ed's legs.

"So, you found it, huh?" He asked uncovering his ears, the brilliant blonde hair, rarely down, fell back down around his shoulders.

"I'm your commanding officer, I deserve to know these things!" he shouted.

Ed sighed and got up and crossed the small room, feeling a pair of dark eyes on him the whole time. He reached into the pocket of his black pants and pulled out a silver pocket watch. He clicked it open and brought out a small folded note, he went over to the raven haired man and said, "Here, read that."

Roy opened it and read slowly:

In addition to the last letter, I have found a possible cure, it's a special surgery and it's very expensive, over 3,000,000 dollars. This will be the first time ever this surgery will have been performed and it has no guaranteed it will actually work. The survival rate isn't very good either. It's your choice, but you don't have very much time left to decide before it's too late.

REN

Roy slowly looked back at Ed, whose eyes were now downcast, and whispered a short, "What?"

"Exactly what is says, Mustang, can't you read?"

Surprising Roy felt the anger wash over him again and even though he tried to contain it, he couldn't.

"This still doesn't explain why you didn't tell me anything as I said a minute ago…" he stopped suddenly as a small voice, barely audible, spoke up.

"You don't understand…"

Roy was a tad confused.

"What do you mean 'you don't understand?' I understand more than anybody-"

Ed cut him off, "No you don't!" Ed shouted. " I'm the only family Al has and he's all I got, too. I can't leave him now, not in that body, what kind of brother would that make me?" Ed finished losing control of his voice.

Ed adverted his eyes away from Roy. "Once, it got so bad I had to leave the dorms for 3 days. He kept pleading to tell him what was wrong and I couldn't. Even in that body I sinfully gave him, inside, he's still a little boy and I can't worry him with my problems."

He sighed deeply and continued, " So, a few days after that, I went up to the office and got the type writer and some of the official military paper and made a fake paper stating I had a mission and that I had to send Al to Resembool. Luckily, he fell for it and that's were he is now."

Looking back Roy remembered that day Ed had come in looking highly worried and had rushed to the library, with some papers, in the sections with the type writers. Later, he had seen the young alchemist rushing out and into the now dark streets toward his house. Then, a few days later, Ed had been seen by Havoc waving Al off on a train.

Finally, Roy couldn't take it anymore and said, " You know, you wouldn't just be leaving Al, right?"

Ed looked back to the onyx haired man, who was now walking with incredible slowness, with confusion.

"What are you talking about?" Ed asked raising an eyebrow. Deep down he know the answer he wanted it to be.

Now standing right in front of Edward, he spoke again, " Yeah, you'd be leaving be too because you see, I love you more than you'll ever know." Roy stated, waiting for Ed's fury.

When no response came, he took the opportunity to embrace the boy in a tight hug, lifting Ed about 4 inches off the cement.

Only a small yelp of surprise escaped the boy's mouth before it was captured by the lips of the midnight blue eyed man he'd been dreaming of for a while now.

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Okay not as long I know but hey, what can I say?

Also, I might be greedy right now, but I'd be so much happier that if you added my story to story alert or something please review, I mean c'mon that makes no sense. –shrugs- well, whatever.

Thank you to all that HAVE reviewed.

Lynn XD