Yes Yes I know I'm a whore, but I had homework plus I'm working on a Hetalia oneshot so... yeah. Anywhoo, no yaoi yet, but soon... I promise... maybe...

Don't own FMA

I wanna thank Red Panda Alchemist though who's always so generous with reviews. Here a plot bunny for you:

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I really want to thank everyone for reviewing though, I know I'm annoying and whiny but once again I have to say: Read and Review! For the children!


Roy was panicking. He didn't even know why. He'd left everything prepared beforehand, vegetables already cut and in plastic bags, meat cut into chunks, and a pre-prepared pie ready for the oven. All he needed was to cook them after work, which would give him some time to tease Edward. He'd planned everything out perfectly, so he didn't know why he was so nervous.

It's not like Edward was one of his dates. He didn't need to worry about getting laid tonight, still he felt like he needed to impress Edward.

It was just because Edward would never let him live it down if he failed, argued Roy. Some small annoying part of him though, kept whispering,

"Liar! You want to impress him!", he paid that small part of him no mind and just stared at Edward, who he'd ordered to work in his office.

Edward had seemed wary at first, watching Roy from the corner of his eye and yet still managing to complete his work efficiently. When Roy made no move to harm him though Edward relaxed. Somewhat.

Roy could still see the underlying tension in Edward's body. The way his muscles were coiled as if ready to jump into action at any given moment.

Roy rested his head in his hands as he watched Edward work on his own paperwork. He remembered the small glint of annoyance that had appeared momentarily in Edward's eyes when he'd shown him the stacks. Roy new Edward hated paperwork almost as much as he did. He also knew Edward would never admit they had something in common though. It was kind of cute.

After a few minutes Edward must have felt Roy's stare because he turned and looked at Roy with a 'What do you want?' expression on his face. Roy could almost feel the unspoken Bastard at the end of that look. He smirked and watched as Edward almost imperceptibly huffed. Maybe getting Edward to lose control wouldn't be so hard after all. Edward was already showing cracks in his armor.

Edward stared at Roy for a few more seconds before turning back to his work. Roy continued staring. Edward kept taking his pen to his lips while reading the paperwork. The pen was covered in little bite marks and Roy wondered idly if it was the same pen from the library. He almost felt sorry for it, having to take all that abuse from Edward, then again the pen did get to be between Edward's lips, so maybe it didn't mind. Roy paused, a look of horror crossed his face as he went over what he'd just thought.

"Colonel, will you be staying a while longer or are you ready to go?"

"Huh?" Roy turned to look at the door, standing there was Hawkeye. Roy hadn't even heard her come in. What the hell was wrong with him. He was never unaware of his surroundings.

"Are you alright Colonel, you look like you've seen a ghost."

Roy shook his head, "I'm fine. Just a bit... distracted."

Hawkeye flicked a glance at Edward, "Yes I can see that." Roy blushed and he thanked the lords Edward wasn't paying attention to their conversation, or at least he wasn't watching their conversation.

Before Hawkeye could question him and before Edward looked up Roy searched his brain for what she'd said.

"I won't need a ride today Hawkeye. I'll drive myself."

Roy paid no mind to Hawkeye's small grin. She was probably thinking of guns. There was no way she could know he'd invited Edward over to his house.

"As you wish."

After she left Roy returned to his worries. Roy decided he just needed sleep and a woman. Yes some sexy trainee with daddy issues. They were always so eager to please and Roy definitely needed to be pleased. He'd find a blonde, yes he liked blondes. He'd always liked blondes... Blond WOMEN of course...

He'd just get Edward to crack and then he'd find himself a nice hardbody to fuck into oblivion. Yeah... That's exactly what he would do.

"Are we leaving?"

"Huh? Oh! Yeah...", nice Roy. Real smooth.

After fixing the paperwork into a neat little pile (actually it was quite a large pile) Edward got up and stretched. The bones in his body popped and made Roy cringe lightly.

Edward walked out of the office and headed toward the parking lot where Roy kept his car, Roy followed after him silently. Edward seemed to know exactly where they were going and Roy smiled as he thought of a new way to tease the boy.

"Aww, how cute you know where my car is. Be carefull though. I don't really mind, but other people get upset when you stalk them."

Edward didn't react obviously, but Roy still managed to catch the light blush that momentarily dusted Edward's cheeks. How Edward managed to reign in a blush he would never know.

"Yeah, you would know wouldn't you. Don't flatter yourself Bastard, I saw your car when I came in to work." Roy smiled.

"How did you know which one was mine?"

Edward sighed, "I've seen you driving it. How could I miss such an ugly piece of junk?"

Roy was appalled, his car was a classic! "You're one to talk Fullmetal. I've seen the cars you transmutate, they look like Satan himself shit them out."

"Whatever."

Edward murmured something about people not seeing art even if it bit them on the ass and Roy smiled. Edward seemed to be getting comfortable around him. He would use that to his advantage. After all, he still had a bet to win.

Roy increased his stride, so he could walk along Edward.

"So how's your Winry problem going?"

Edward turned to look at him. His expression as always, blank.

"It's been taken care of."

"I see. So are you marrying her?"

"Hardly. She's in love with Al."

Roy looked at Edward. He had already turned away. Was he upset? Roy couldn't tell.

"Well, he does always beat you."

Edward looked at Roy again. They'd already reached his car. Roy smirked at him. Edward looked as impassive as ever. Roy didn't get it. How could Edward look, so on the brink of cracking one moment and then suddenly return to his calm and collected attitude the next? How could Edward even maintain this new personality? He used to be the poster boy for thoughtless, careless behavior. It was one of the things that made him who he was, and now here he was unemotional and careful. Taking in his surroundings before speaking and acting, never letting even an ounce of his emotions show. If anything Edward looked... sad.

Roy opened the door for Edward then quickly jumped in the car himself and headed towards his house.

"So, Alphonse and Winry, are you jealous?"

Edward looked out the window. Damn! Not even a twitch.

"I'm glad he's finally found some happiness. After all he's been through he really does deserve it."

Roy didn't like Edward's words, even though he didn't give anything away Roy knew what he was thinking.

Edward had always had a darkness inside him, a dark cloud that showed itself only a few times, and only to certain people, but since his return from the gate it seemed to have increased tenfold. He'd need to talk to Alphonse about it. Roy kept his eyes on the road and suddenly his voice was completely serious.

"You deserve happiness too, Edward."

This time, Roy didn't catch what Edward whispered.

Roy wanted to continue the conversation, wanted to say something that would make Edward smile. A real smile, not the fake one he sometimes wore at work, but something in his gut told him he shouldn't. Any more questions and Edward would surely pull away. The rest of the drive was spent in silence.


Once again, yes I know I'm a whore. How else am I supposed to get you to keep coming back?