I'm on a roll! I could probably finish this story (NOOOO!) by Monday! This is making up for all this time I have neglected to put on this story. Please, please, PLEASE don't kill me for the contents in this chapter. I know I'm a horrible person for what I've done. I know, and I don't mean to make you mad, but it's how I have the story planned out...please don't kill me.

Tsukiko: -hiding behind the suitcase-

Ed: This can't be good...

Roy: I'm scared...

Nina: -growls-

Tsukiko: Good luck...

Chapter 8:

…Or Not

Mustang opened his eyes and sat up, feeling lonely without his young lover lying next to him. He reached out and dialed the familiar number and waited for three rings.

"Hello?" Mustang smiled softly as his husband answered the phone. "No, hold on Nina, I have to talk to Uncle Mustang for a second, and then I'll play with you."

Mustang chuckled heartily. "Hey babe. You're going to be a great mom someday."

"Shut up," Ed said, but Roy could hear the smile on his lips.

"How's life at the Elric household?"

"Good. Maes is the spitting image of Al, and little Nina is cute as a button!" Distant giggling was heard and Mustang laughed again.

"That's good. How long are you staying?" He asked, fearing the answer.

"Just today and tomorrow. That's about I all I can take away you."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"I'll call you tonight then?" Mustang asked, wiping his eyes quietly.

"Yeah. Can't wait. I'll talk to you then. Bye." Ed said, his voice heavy.

"I love you," Roy said again.

"I never doubted it. Now get to work before Hawkeye comes to get you." Ed laughed, unawares of how much his raven-haired lover had paled.

"Bye love,"

-3 Hours Later-

Without any warning, Mustang's secretary fell to the ground. "Elizabeth!" he rushed forward and shook her shoulder, but somehow she was already dead. Blood was seeping out of an invisible wound.

"Fuhrer Roy Mustang, married to Edward Elric, hello…" Mustang whirled around and there, standing in the middle of his office, was young Selim Bradley, formerly known as 'Pride'. His eyes were a dark purple, the color of a homunculus's eyes. Roy took a step back, realizing what that meant.

"Yes. I am still very much a homunculi Mr. Mustang, a bad choice on your part, and great job on mine. So, thank you," He smiled and the Fuhrer tried to take another step back. When he found he couldn't, he looked down to find bright red eyes glaring up at him, teeth bared in evil smiles. Roy lifted his hand to set the boy aflame, but before he could, a shadow snaked up his arms and restricted any more movements.

"Damn you," Mustang hissed, struggling to move in any way.

"It's too bad you aren't still blind…" he laughed, and dodged to the right as a bullet whizzed past his right ear. Mustang took that chance to escape and he ended up next to Hawkeye, who still had her gun raised.

"Lucky for you I was walking by just as you damned this runt."

"Yeah, lucky me." Mustang raised his hand again and snapped, shooting a stream of fire in the boy's direction. Selim easily dodged and shot his shadows at Mustang and Hawkeye, who both jumped sideways.

"Sit, I don't believe he has any Philosopher's Stones left. You had depleted his supplies when you gave him back to his mother, correct?" Hawkeye asked, eyeing the young boy.

Mustang nodded. "We did. So one death shot to him and he's done." Hawkeye nodded and cocked her gun, following the quickly moving homunculi with it. Roy snapped again and Hawkeye shot four times into the flames with quick succession. When the smoke cleared, nothing was to be seen but burning furniture and still smoking piles of ash scattered about the room.
The Fuhrer relaxed and Hawkeye did as well. But the next second, blood was splattering on the floor and Mustang collapsed, the red liquid seeping out of his chest.

"FUHRER!"


Ed was just putting Maes and Nina down for a nap when Al brought the phone to him. Ed answered tentatively.

"Hello?"

"Edward, its Hawkeye."

"Oh, hey Hawkeye, what's up?" Ed immediately relaxed.

"Ed, its Fuhrer Mustang. He's in the hospital. Listen–" Ed didn't hear the rest of the sentence. He dropped the phone and ran out of the house, grabbing Al's car keys on the way out. Al followed seconds later, grabbing his brother and pulling him into a hug. Ed continued to struggle.

"Let me go! I have to get to Mustang! Let me go Al!" He shouted. Winry walked out of the house, leading Nina and a sleepy Maes by the hands.

"Ed, Roy is a part of our family now too. We go together," Winry said, putting Nina and Maes in their car-seats. Ed sagged in his brother's arms, sobbing.

"Don't worry Ed, I'm going to break every traffic law in Amestris to get you there as soon as possible," Al whispered, helping his brother into the back of the car. He and Winry got in the front and Al pressed down on the peddle, spinning out of the driveway and sped towards Central.

Nina reached over to her uncle and patted Ed on the head. "It'll be okay Uncle Ed, we'll always love you, no matter what."

-9 Hours Later-

Ed dashed into the room and another torrent of tears broke loose as he saw his lover lying unconscious on the hospital bed. His skin was deathly pale and his arms were covered with needles and IV cords. Ed rushed forward, sitting on the bed and putting his hands on either side of Roy's face. Mustang slowly opened his eyes, gazing up into golden ones.

"E…Ed?" he breathed. Ed nodded, unable to speak. "Hey…missed you…" Roy raised a hand and ran it through Ed's golden hair, smiling.

"I missed you too. I love you," Ed whispered , hugging Mustang's chest gently.

Mustang, with effort, kissed Ed's tears away. "Don't cry love. Everything will be okay…" Roy coughed violently and Ed bit his lip to hold back more tears.

"Who did this to you?" Ed asked, grasping one of Mustang's cold hands in both of his own.

"Selim…Bradley…" Roy whispered, his eyes getting misty. Ed went cold, no longer able to hold back his tears.

"Mustang…Roy, stay with me god dammit! Look at me!" Roy looked slowly into his lover's eyes and smile lazily.

"Edward…I…" he paused, grasping Ed's hands harder. "I love you…raise a kid for us please…I love you…love…you…" Mustang's eyes became distant, still staring at Ed. Ed leaned forward and kissed him, his lips forming against familiar ones. Roy kissed him back with what strength he had left, and with one last breath, he whispered, "Love you…"

Roy Mustang's grip slackened, falling limp in Ed's hands. His head fell back, his eyes closed and a smile on his face in the bliss of his last kiss. Ed's tears fell on his pale face, rolling off his cheeks. Ed kissed his lips once, twice more, not speaking but taking in his lover's face to memory.

"Love you too."


I'M A TERRIBLE PERSON, I KNOW! FORGIVE ME, I DIDN'T LIKE WRITING IT, BUT IT HAD TO HAPPEN! I WAS CRYING THE WHOLE TIME I WAS WRITING IT, TRUST ME! Please, spare my life. Shatter my heart with fire comments, just please spare me my life...I'm sorry...

Ed: YOU BITCH!

Tsukiko: -running away- I'M SORRY!

Ed: I'm going to kill her when she get's back...

XOXOX,

Narutard