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Chapter Nine
The Fuhrer stared down at the younger Ed till he finally looked away. He felt his fingers twitch in annoyance as he looked over to his secretary, and realized his blonde was avoiding looking in his direction. His dark eyes quickly darted around the room, slowly gathering who knew what. He let a small sigh escape his lips. Relief spread through him at the sight of his younger's confused look.
He watched as the Colonel was leaning closer to his Fullmetal, his hand still wrapped around the boy's arm to support him. He was concerned for Edward, and while his domineering stance revealed a slight interest in the boy, it was clear his feelings were completely unknown to him. The younger Al also seemed to be none the wiser, while the elder Al just tried to keep his laughter from bubbling out, as the younger Ed's blush only grew as the closer the Colonel leaned over him.
"Any chance she is isn't half way across Amestris?" the elder Ed asked his brother, pushing down on his doubles leg once more, confirming its immobility.
"I'll go call her see if there is any way she can stop by."
"Is that really wise to make yet another person aware of their arrival here?" the Fuhrer spoke out, arms crossed as he guarded the door way. His expression didn't change as his Ed finally decided to make eye contact.
"He's gotta walk, and it's better her than some crack shit automail guy here in Central."
"This could be leaking more information."
"So what? For fuck's sake Roy this little shit hasn't affected anything yet."
"As far as you know. The repercussions could only be building."
"We would have fucking felt it! If something had changed by now, we would know it."
"This isn't some equation Ed. It's not some simple array you can tweak. Transmutation of time has never been accomplished before. You don't know the price it's going to take, or could have already taken!"
"He has to fucking walk! I'll take the fucking chance!"
"You're willing to risk this? All of this, this future that we built?"
The two men stared each other down. The younger Elric held his breath as he felt the Colonel's grip tighten. He didn't know if he was right, but somehow that entire argument seemed to just be about the Fuhrer and his secretary. Was it really so bad if he knew? If it was going to fucking happen anyway, what did it matter? He watched the Fuhrur closely staring down his elder self.
"If Fullmetal is compromised this could cause more problems with your reality than if he were fixed."
Edward's gaze shifted to the Colonel , as did everyone else in the room.
"What if the problem persists causes him further ailment? He could become infected, an infection that if not treated, could spread. There are twenty thousand possibilities of something that could go wrong and end with him," the Colonel jerked his head over to the other Ed, "dying, losing more limbs. All extreme circumstances yes, but are you willing to take that risk?"
The two Mustangs continued to look at each other for only a few more seconds. The Fuhrer sighed in defeat.
"Obviously that is not an option. Call your wife Al."
Alphonse shook his head, but followed the Fuhrer out into the hall, followed quite quickly by his younger self. Ed looked over to his elder's face. His double stared back at him and then glanced at the Colonel for a quick moment.
"Can you get him down to the kitchen?
The Colonel nodded, shifting Fullmetal, before he could object, so that his arm was now around his waist for better support.
"I'm going to go deal with the fucking Fuhrer." He grumbled. He sounded confident, but the way his hands shook slightly made Ed wonder if his double was really that mad, or slightly afraid of the conversation he was about have. He glanced over his shoulder for just a second, staring at the Colonel, before finally heading down the hall.
"Glad to know you're more of an ass as a Fuhrer." Ed chuckled trying to lighten the mood.
Roy didn't answer. He just started walking, pushing the teen to move with him.
Roy got Ed to the kitchen quickly enough and once he was distracted with both Al's starting to prepare breakfast, the Colonel snuck away. His elder self was hiding fucking something. He was tired of laying low and not getting any answers. It took him only a few minutes to track back to the staircase he had found Fullmetal on the day before. He hurried up the stairs, careful to avoid making noise as he grew closer to the elder Ed's voice. He was going to find out what the hell was going on right now.
"Why would you tell him?"
"I didn't tell him, he fucking caught us, and he's fine! I don't know why the hell you are acting like a fucking dick about this."
"Ed you aren't just playing with theories here in a lab. This is our past! There are things they can't find out, otherwise me and you will not be here like we are now."
"You don't think I know that? I didn't tell him anything about the stone!"
"It's not just the stone!"
"Then what are you so worried about."
"Us, damn it Ed! We didn't just fall together if you remember. Think about it, not knowing how thing end up, fuck back then if I had known what was going to happen to you, before you fucking disappeared I would have stopped you, gone with you, something!"
"I know!"
"And if you had known what I was doing three years ago what would you have done?"
"I WOULD HAVE STOPPED YOU!"
"Exactly! This is why they can't know!"
"That stuff is different though. What does it matter if I know a little sooner about us?"
"I'm not worried about the younger you!"
"You're worried about you?"
The hall grew silent and the Colonel remained completely still. Two events he knew of so far. Two life changing events were coming, one seven years down the line. He waited his ears strained, his mind fighting with himself on whether or not he really wanted to know.
"Do you still think you forced me into this? Gotta tell ya Roy you're all wrinkled and grey around the temples now, your looks aren't that appealing, sure as hell not six years worth."
He heard himself chuckle in response.
"I thought you were over this age difference thing a long time ago."
Age difference?
"Ed, when you and I started that was one thing, but finding out now in their time, you're still a child."
Started what? Roy strained to listen closer, but they grew down into a whisper. He inched further down the hall, realizing he was now only a few feet from their door way.
"What, you think you're some pedophile now?" Ed chuckled. The Colonel crept closer and closer to the door.
His brain froze as it slowly started to put the pieces together. He leaned over just to look through the crack in the door. He saw the two, Ed standing between the Fuhrer's legs, one hand in his hair. His own double's hands moving to now rest on the blonde's legs.
"Because if you are then your definitely about to take advantage."
"You're not a child Ed."
"According to you I am."
Roy just stared as their faces drew closer and closer together.
"No, I said your younger self is."
"So grabbing his ass is out of the question but mine?"
The Fuhrer's hands quickly moved to cup the blonde's cheeks, giving them a quick squeeze, before pulling Ed closer.
"Quite alright."
"So, then the younger you is a pedophile?"
"He will think he is."
"So, are you a pedophile if I have been thinking about grabbing your ass since I was sixteen?"
"Ed…"
"Hate to admit it, but since I got off that train and saw you snap your fingers for the first time…"
"Ed…"
"Come on, you have to be blind to not see how much my double is blushing if either you or the Colonel are within a five foot radius of him."
"Edward," The Fuhrer's voice grew clipped.
"Sorry Fuhrer Bastard, but I've wanted to fuck you for much longer then you think."
The Fuhrer pulled Ed fully on top of him. The blonde now straddled the elder flame alchemist while his younger double looked on in shock from the hall way. Grabbing the blonde by the back of the head he pulled him down into a smoldering kiss. Both tongues fought against each other as their hands started to explore each others chests and backs.
"Since when have you ever been the one doing the fucking?" The Fuhrer smirked as he ground his hips up into the blonde.
"Well there was that one birthday,"
"Ah, yes I was trying to suppress it."
"Fuck off it was good and you know it!"
CRASH
The Colonel darted away from the door as both their heads turned. His mind was racing and still not running at full capacity. When, when did this start? Why would it start? Fullmetal was still sixteen. Is that why he was concerned about the pedophile thing? The age difference alone and if it started before he was of age, did it start then, and Ed with the way he was acting. Was it true? Did Fullmetal already want something from him? For God sake they were both men! He was the womanizer of central, sure he had dabbled into the men pool for a short time in the academy, but he had never thought seriously about a man, and of all the fucking people Fullmetal. Is that what Al was hiding in that photo? Something that showed him and Ed together, did that mean they were more than fucking?
CRASH
He sped up as he started to hear the foot steps behind him. He needed to remain out of sight. He didn't need to face them right now, he had to sort this through himself. It was fucking wrong, just wrong.
"How the Hell did you break my beautiful work again!"
"Honey, calm down please."
"No Al! What kind of trouble did you get into now? You're supposed to be at a fucking desk!"
CRASH
"STOP THROWING THINGS AT ME!"
The Colonel unconsciously sped up more at the sound of Ed's voice. He quickly made it down the stairs keeping well away from the sight of the two following behind him. He turned the corner to the kitchen to see an older Winry. Her arm was up ready to chuck a wrench at Ed, who was trapped in a chair, unable to escape due to his leg. The older Al stood next to his wife, trying to get her to see reason.
She chucked the wrench, but missed because of Al's interference. It clattered to the floor, sliding across the kitchen tile to land close to the Colonel's feet. He looked up from the wrench and locked eyes with Ed. The blonde broke out into an immediate blush, and it sent his mind into a spinning blur. This wasn't right. He was just a kid. It didn't matter what he thought he felt Ed wouldn't understand the real repercussions of this. It, it just wasn't alright using him like that.
"And you!"
The Colonel looked up to see the automail mechanic pointing straight at him, with a hard glare.
"He is your husband! You're the Fuhrer! Aren't you suppose to keep him at a desk so he doesn't come back all beaten up and damaged? Why the hell have you been sending him on missions?"
"Husband?" Ed and Roy asked at the same time.
"Shit."
The Colonel turned around to find the Fuhrer and his secretary standing in the hall. The older Ed was smiling nervously, while his double just rubbed his forehead. The Colonel looked to both their hands and found two distinctive gold bands around each of their left ring fingers.
"Brother?" The younger Alphonse chose that moment to return holding in his hands a carton of eggs and a pitcher of juice.
Winry's eyes just darted around the room in shock.
"Why is there fucking two of everybody?"
To Be Continued
