A/N: This chapter has Edward singing. The songs are all from Vic Mignogna. I recommend listening to the music with the chapter; it makes it sound more natural. I do not own the songs or the music.

Chapter 8

A few months later…

Roy yawned and looked out his office window at the ocean.

"Sir, you need to finish your paperwork." Lieutenant Hawkeye said as she brought in another mountain of forms to be signed.

"I'm trying Lieutenant." Roy said as he scribbled his name on some documents.

The phone rang and Roy picked up. "Colonel Roy Mustang."

"Hey Roy! I was calling to ask how busy you are."

"Busy enough that I don't need to be bothered by you." Roy said to Hughes.

"Don't be like that. What are you doing tonight?" Maes asked.

Roy continued to work as he talked to his friend. "Going home, probably get some take out, and watch some tv before going to bed. Why?"

"I met the cutest waitress yesterday. Her name is Gracia, I've been talking to her all day over the phone. She has a night shift tonight and I need a wingman. Please come?"

"Hughes, I'm busy."

"Please? We can look for a girl for you too. Gracia is sure to have some friends."

"No. I will help you tonight, but please don't get me involved."

"Alright, thanks Roy."

"Don't mention it." Roy hung up the phone and sighed.

"I need those documents Colonel."

"I'm working on it Hawkeye." Roy sighed in bitter defeat.

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"The Ocean's gifts?" Roy asked as he walked with Hughes to where Gracia worked.

"Yep, they have the best seafood. I have ever tasted, and such lovely women serving it." He gushed over his crush.

They walked in. It was a nice little restaurant. There was a little bar, some tables and a stage with a small dance floor for some live music.

Roy and Hughes sat at a table and a girl came over and smiled.

She had short dark blonde hair, green eyes, and wore a waitress outfit of a black skirt and an ocean blue polo shirt. "You came back Maes."

"Of course. I even brought a friend."

"That's great."

"Gracia, this is Roy. I was hoping you could introduce him to one of your friends."

Roy kicked Maes under the table.

"Never mind."

She giggled. "What can I get you boys." She asked getting a pen and a notepad out of her pocket."

"Two beers." Hughes said.

"Anything else?"

Roy looked at the menu, after a long day in the office, he was starved. "I'll have the appetizer of popcorn shrimp."

She smiled. "Coming right up." She winked at Hughes before walking off.

"She likes me!" Hughes said, excited. "She's so perfect!"

Roy chuckled and paused.

A busboy was cleaning a table beside him.

Roy couldn't put a finger on it, but the boy looked familiar.

The boy walked to the kitchen and disappeared from Roy's view.

Gracia walked out with their order.

Others walked in and she excused herself so she could get their orders.

Hughes blabbed about everything he had found out about her.

Roy wasn't listening at Hughes talked. He was trying to remember where he had seen that busboy before. Roy watched as the boy emerged from the kitchen. Roy thought quick and did the lamest thing he could think of to get his attention. As he passed, Roy dropped his silverware on the floor.

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Edward walked down the aisles, making sure that he had everything cleaned up for tonight when a customer dropped his fork. Edward picked up the fork and set it in his bucket to take to the wash. "I'll get you another fork sir…" Edward paused when he looked into the eyes of the human he saved, Edward didn't know what to do or say, his brain was fried. "I'll be right back." Edward walked to the kitchen to get the human another fork. He was so nervous, what was he going to say? Edward thought and realized that a name would be a good start. Edward returned and gave the human a new fork.

"You look familiar." The human said to him.

Edward didn't know if he was scared of excited.

His human was everything he remembered, and more. His voice was so deep, but Edward bet that it could soon the roughest of crashing waves.

"May I ask for your name?" The human asked.

Edward was surprised, he was about to ask him that. "It's Edward , Edward Elric."

"Well, I'm Colonel Roy Mustang. Nice to meet you. Sorry about the mistaken identity and the fork."

Edward smiled. "No problem."

Roy watched at Edward walked off to work as Hughes watched him.

"What's going on? Are you trying to pick up a blonde busboy?" Hughes chuckled.

"No, I'm not. Shut up."

As it got later, more people came in, the girls wore sundresses and the men were with them as dates.

A few musicians cam on stage.

"What's going on?" Roy asked Gracia.

"Oh. We have live music every night and Edward Elric, the busboy you were talking to earlier, is the singer.

Hughes looked at the crowd. "He's like a small town pop star. He must be good to have this many fans of his work."

Gracia giggled. "You should see the weekend crowds." She walked off to get the two more beer.

Roy watched as Edward walked onstage. The teen was pretty handsome. His long golden blonde hair was in a neat ponytail, he wore black skinny jeans with a white dress shirt and a black vest over it. His golden eyes were so bright, and for a second, he swore that they focused on him.

Edward tested his microphone. He turned to his band and told them the song he picked to start out for the night.

"This song is called Chance, it is a little loud, but still very danceable to. Please don't be afraid to dance."

A piano started to play and couples took the dance floor.

"It seems I've been waiting forever
Looking for you so long
Love in my life was a gamble
I've been playing my cards all wrong
Now I know there's another
Made it here before me
But he's not all you'd hoped for
Maybe you'd soon be free
I tried to show you my open heart
Show you what true love could be
While we talked of a brand new start
He kept you away from me
Now am I never gonna get a chance
Am I never gonna have a prayer
Will I never see the moment I've held so tight
Of waking in the night and finding you there
Will I never get to show you the way I feel
And know that you feel it too
Am I never gonna get my chance with you"

"Doesn't his voice sound like silk?" Gracia asked the boys.

"He definitely has talent." Hughes agreed with Gracia.

Roy nodded, amazed.

"Mustn't talk of tomorrow
It'll be here too fast
You'll be holding another
I'll be holding onto the past
Not too old to be love sick
Not too young to be sure
I wanna feel this forever
Don't wanna find no cure
And I love everything you are
Everything you've ever been
What's inside that had died in you
I could bring it to life again, but
Now am I never gonna get a chance
Am I never gonna have a prayer
Will I never see the moment I've held so tight
Of waking in the night and finding you there
Will I never get to show you the way I feel
And know that you feel it too
Am I never gonna get my chance
Get my chance
Get my chance!
I don't know how to make you stay
But I know we understand
What it means that we tremble
At the touch of each other's hand, but
Am I never gonna get a chance
Am I never gonna have a prayer
Will I never see the moment I've held so tight
Of waking in the night and finding you there
Will I never get to show you the way I feel
And know that you feel it too
Am I never gonna get my chance, with you
No, no, no
No, no"

Everyone clapped at the end, even the waitresses who probably heard the performance a million times; it was like everyone had been hypnotized by his singing.

"Alright. Next we are going to get a little slower for the couples tonight. This song is called The Very Thought of You."

Roy watched at Edward sang. The teen was beautiful and so talented.

At 10:30, Edward packed up his act and grabbed his stuff to go home.

Roy noticed Edward walk by. "Hey."

Edward turned. "Yes?"

"Good job up there. You have an amazing voice."

Edward blushed a little. "Thank you."

Roy watched Edward walk out.

Hughes smiled as he watched his best friend. "You can follow him home."

"Shut up. He's just a kid."

Hughes smiled. "You are funny Roy."

"How?"

"Well, let's just say that I am going to be bringing you here a few more times." He smirked.

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Edward walked to Dr. Marco's house and walked in.

"You're home early."

"Yeah. I finished and came straight home."

"That's a first." Marco chuckled.

Edward handed him 32 dollars. "That's all I got for tips tonight, but I have my paycheck due next week."

"Edward, I don't need your money."

"No, you are letting me stay here. The least I can do is pay for my room and board."

Marco smiled. "Alright. I know how it feels to be an independent teenager. I'll leave you alone."

Edward walked to his room to rest some, singing for almost two hours after work took it out of him. But before he could sleep, Edward bit his thumb and traced Al's bloodseal on the seashell.

"Edward? What's up?" The Alphonse asked through the shell in surprise.

"I found him." Edward smiled.