New School, New Life, New Feelings
Chapter 9: Fixing Roy
Disclaimer: Same as always...
" Ed?" Roy looked down at me.
" Mhmmm," I answered nuzzling his neck.
" Will you come with me to dinner at my house tonight?" He asked.
" If you tell me where you learned to have sex. I know I can't be your first. No one is that good right off the bat," I looked in his eyes.
" I had other boyfriends you know. The only one I slept with was James. He was kind and caring. I loved him with all of my foolish fifteen year old heart," Roy smiled as he remembered.
" What happened to him?" I was curious even though I felt that pang of jealously towards him.
" He died. In A fire. After that I tried to keep going and learned a lot about myself," He sighed.
" Do you love me like you loved him," I cringed at how naïve I sounded.
" No, I love you so much more," He tugged me up so I was in his arms.
"I'll go with you anywhere you need me," I smiled at me.
Roy smiled and held me. My bottom still hurt even two hours later. We sat on the couch watching T.V. Winry and the others were still out. Dad came home for lunch and left again. I sat with my back against Roy's chest. He had his arms wrapped tightly around my waist.
Soon it was time for Roy to be home for dinner. He held my hand as he led me there. Even when he opened the door. Riza greeted me in a hug and then they led me inside.
" Oh, Roy, You're home. Good," A woman with a soft face smiled at him.
" Yeah mom. How are you?" Roy frowned at the bruise on her left cheek.
" Fine," She smiled still.
He sighed and then she noticed.
" Is this Ed?" She asked.
" Yeah," Roy smiled.
" Oh so nice to meet you dear. Roy told me all about you and you are every bit as charming as he said," She shook my hand.
I grinned and shook her hand too. She was good natured I could tell.
" Roy? Oh it is you. Who's your friend?" A gruff voice sounded behind us.
Roy scowled and his mother jumped and squeaked. She scurried back to her pot. Riza frowned at me and I smiled sympathetically. She stepped closer to me as if I gave her comfort. I put my hand on her shoulder and smiled. It was time to sit down. We gathered around the table and I smiled shyly.
" So who is this?" Mr. Mustang asked.
" This Is Ed," Roy said.
" Oh is he another little one of your Homo's?" Mr. Mustang scowled.
" He's my boyfriend," Roy said bitterly.
" Honey, Stop calling him a homo," Mrs. Mustang smiled.
" Don't tell what to do," Mr. Mustang growled.
Roy's eyes got wide. Mrs. Mustang scrambled back as Mr. Mustang raised his hand. He struck her quickly. Roy looked at him and I pulled Riza behind me. He raised his hand again.
" Bitch. You nag me all day then order me around. I don't like that," He yelled.
" Dad. Stop!" Roy shouted.
He stepped in front of his mother. The fist connected with his cheek bone. I heard the sound of his jaw popping. Roy's eyes screwed up in pain.
" move you fucking homo. I hate you and that stupid bitch behind you. You both need to learn your place," The man growled.
He went to hit Roy again. I panicked and looked around. I grabbed the pot from the stove and hit him. I swung it really hard and hit his head. I watched as the man fell forward. Riza was already by her mom putting ice on the swollen bruise. I looked at Roy as he popped his jaw back into place. I smiled at him but saw the tears in his eyes. Riza dialed 911 and reported it. I watched as Roy backed against the wall and slid down it. He put his head in his hands and cried. I crouched next to him and put my arms around him. He looked up at me and grabbed me. I smiled gently and tried to comfort him. The police had to ask us questions and stuff like that. I hugged Riza until Winry and Al got there. They didn't ask what happened just hugged her. Auntie Pinako took care of Mrs. Mustang. I waited for Roy. He came out and ran his hand through his hair. I put my arms around his stomach and held him. He put his arms around my shoulders and held me close to him.
" I'm sorry," he murmured
" It's not your fault," I mumbled in his shirt.
He held me close to him for a few more minutes before a medic wanted to check him. His father was being pulled by handcuffs. He looked right at me and I suppressed a shiver from his cold glare. Roy sat staring at me from the ambulance. I looked at the disaster in his house. The table had been overturned and there was food from the pot lay on the floor. I felt tears well in my eyes. Roy needed me now and I had to be strong for him.
Silently we both went into his room. It was a nice room. It was painted black with white writing on it. He had a bed in the corner. It was neat and basic. He pulled me to him again and ran his hand through my hair. I let him do it because he need it right now. I felt his hands grab my hands and he looked at me. His eyes were sad and the normal spark was gone. I took him into my arms again and held him. It wasn't awkward when he sat so I could reach his neck comfortably.
" I Love you, Roy. You did a good thing. I'm glad for who you are. Don't blame yourself. Tonight I will take care of you. You've done so much for and I owe you. Plus you need me and I want to be there for you," I sighed against his hair.
" Stay with me," Roy demanded silently.
" I will. I promise," I smiled.
" Promises are broken easily," Roy looked down," Prove you'll stay."
I sat in his lap and let him put his arms around me. He kissed me gently on my head and held me. He stroked my cheek and told me he loved me. He whispered it over and over in my ears. Against my neck. Against my hair. He whispered it as he held me against him. Roy didn't only say it, he proved it with every gentle touch, with every tear and every kiss. I smiled as he pulled at my shirt. He didn't want sex or power. No, He wanted contact. He wanted to feel human. I wanted to give him that. With every grunt and moan and sigh and shake. It was like an unspoken I love you. I live for you. I gave him all of me to help him.
" I love you," He sighed as he collapsed on me for the second time that day.
This time I held him as he slept. He was beautiful like an angel. I kissed his dark hair and smiled. His breath came out and brushed my chest which was bare underneath him. I smiled at the small tickle. The tiny bit of proof he was alive.
" I love you too," I shut my eyes.
This was all he need. Everything it took to help him. This was fixing Roy.
