A/N: Okay, I know in my last chapter I said probably before Christmas and it is now almost Valentine's Day (Huzzah! ...Sorry, that's my birthday and I'm excited. xD;;;). Anyway, the Saturday after I posted the last chapter my grandfather had a severe stroke and was rushed to the hospital. Things just recently started doing better so that's good. Anyway, it took until it was almost Christmas before I could even think enough to even consider writing and then my brother showed up and I was more concerned with spending time with my family for the holidays instead of writing. And the day before Christmas eve I had only 1 sentence written and knew there was really no point in trying to finish before Christmas. Anywho, to anyone who reads my author's notes, that why I didn't finish before Christmas. Also, this chapter is named after the song 'I Wanna - The All-American Rejects'. Check it out, it's a good song. Anyway, I'm gonna get on with the story now. Enjoy!

Chapter 9

I Wanna

(Roy's POV)

I awoke that morning with a warm pressure on my chest. My eyes slowly opened and I starred at an unfamiliar ceiling. I blinked in confusion before looking around the room. My brain finally realized where I was when my eyes landed on the young blonde laying on my bare chest. I smiled softly and closed my eyes again, fully contented to snuggle. My eyes snapped open at the sudden realization of exactly who I was snuggling with. I sat up quickly, shoving the blonde by accident in the process. Ed hit the ground with a thump, taking the comforter with him as he tumbled off the bed. I frantically grasped at the bottom sheet to stay covered as I heard Ed groan from the floor after being awoken so violently.

The blonde cracked one eye open and looked at me with tired eyes. "What the fuck, Roy?" he asked.

I just starred at him in horror. "Do you remember what we did last night?"

ed let a small smile grace his face. "Yeah, I do." he paused and looked up at me. "Thank you."

I crawled over the bed, grabbing my pants and boxers, trying to get dressed as fast as possible. "No, no. Not 'thank you'! This is bad, this is...really really bad. I don't know what the hell I was thinking! I broke the law!" Ed starred at me with a raised brow. "And I'm a cop! Oh, God, what am I gonna do?!"

Ed's face fell. "You regret it."

"Hell yeah I regret it! I-" I stopped at the hurt look on the boy's face. "Oh, Ed, no. I don't regret it like that. In that way it was...wow. But.. just... it was wrong. You're so young and I'm a police officer and I just wasn't thinking." Ed's expression stayed the same as he just starred at me. I sighed. "I'm gonna shut up now."

We sat quietly for a moment, just starring at each other. We both jumped when several loud knocks sounded at the door. "Edward! Open this damn door!" his father bellowed.

"Shit." Ed whispered, shoving me towards the window roughly. "You have to leave right now."

"But I'm in my underwear." I protested as Ed quite literally threw me out the window. I stood in the alley and starred into his room. "But what about my clothes?!"

The boy glared and pelted my jeans at me, hitting me in the face before slamming his window closed and pulling the shade down. I sighed and turned my attention to the street and a couple walking their dog staring at me. I raised my eyebrows and tightened my lips, "How's it goin'?" They stared wide-eyed as I opened my own window and hopped inside.

-000-

(Ed's POV)

I haphazardly pulled on some pants and swung my door open, revealing my father's angry face. "Hey Dad! I bet you want breakfast. You know what they say, 'It's the most important meal of the day'. I'll go fix you some right now!" I said cheerfully, trying to keep him from questioning the locked door and delayed response. I dashed to the kitchen, praying dad would follow.

And follow he did. "What the hell are you so happy about?" he asked, eyeing me suspiciously.

I tensed a moment but recovered quickly. "Well, why shouldn't I be? It's a beautiful... uhh... Tuesday?" Dad raised an eyebrow at me. "You get my point! It's a nice day."

I prepared breakfast for my father, Al stumbling in just as I finished. It was so good to get to eat again, especially the food I cooked. Before I did all the work and got no reward. But now things were different. I got food and I got to sleep with Roy Mustang. Oh, yes, life was good. Even if he did regret it.

-000-

I scurried to my room to get dressed for school and start the day. I was running late and had to get dressed and pack my bag in only a couple minutes. I dug through my drawers, looking for a shirt to wear but came across nothing appealing. as I turned to search the laundry basket, my foot grazed a soft fabric. I looked to my feet and saw an inside out dark gray t-shirt. I tilted my head and picked the garment up and turned it right side out. After studying the shirt for a minute I realized where I'd seen it. Only for a moment before it was pulled off of Mustang's body.

I held it gently. The was Roy's shirt. It was simple but beautiful. I sat there holding it for a minute before pulling it over my head. It was as good a shirt as any other to wear. It was rather large on me but I didn't really care. I was fully clothed and ready for school. I grabbed my backpack and left my room, hitting my fist on Al's door as I passed to tell him we needed to get moving. As I walked into the living room I stopped in my tracks. "What the hell is he doing here?!" I asked angrily, pointing a finger at Harrison.

Harrison chuckled maliciously. "Why, I'm taking you to school."

I gawked at him. "But you're pissed at me!"

The man shrugged. "Just because you're a slut doesn't mean I'm not still physically attracted to you. Besides, I'll pay you back for that later."

"I think the black eye is payback enough."

"Oh, not even close."

-000-

I sat at lunch, picking at my fries. I could finally eat and today I just didn't want food. All I could think about was the night before.

I drew back breathlessly from the kiss and quickly moved in for more. I felt Roy's tongue on my lips, begging for entrance, which I gladly gave him. I ran my hands up his back and through his hair, moaning into the kiss. we moved our way back onto the bed and I pulled at his shirt. "Are you sure about this?" I panted as we parted for air.

"Yes, I've never wanted anyone this much before." He whispered lovingly between kisses as he made his way down my neck. I tilted my head to the side to grant him more access. "You're so beautiful." I tensed at his words. "Inside and out." he added with a soft kiss to my forehead.

I smiled, helping him remove my shirt and watched patiently as he took off his own. Boy, was he gorgeous, and he was mine. He leaned down over me and placed a gentle kiss on my lips before sliding down my body and -

"Thinking dirty thoughts?"

I snapped out of my memory and looked up into violet eyes. "Huh?" I asked stupidly.

Envy laughed. "Ah, you naughty, naughty boy."

I glared. "Shut up. You don't know what you're talking about."

"Aw, you know I'm just messin' with ya, short stuff. So what's up?"

I looked away. "The sun." (1) I grumbled before turning back to him to give a serious answer. "Nothing really. You?" I asked.

"About the same. " Envy said before leaning in towards me. "But I have some questions for you."

I raised an eyebrow half-heartedly. "Oh really?"

"What's your relationship with Harrison?" he asked, a serious look on his face.

I tensed a bit. "What do you mean?"

"He's always hanging around you and picking you up from school and I wanna know why?"

"He's just my dad's best friend. But I could ask the same of you!" I argued. We stared challengingly at each other. He could see right through my lie and I knew it. "I'll tell you if you tell me."

Envy smirked and offered his hand for a shake. "Deal." we shook hands and he sighed. "I'll go first. He's -"

"Edward." Harrison interrupted.

I grit my teeth. "What do you want?!" I growled.

Harrison leaned in towards my ear. "Don't get bitchy with me, boy. Just come to my office." He whispered.

"Now?"

"Yes, now. let's go."

I groaned and stood to follow Harrison back to his office. I looked back at Envy. "Tomorrow. Right here. You're telling me." I said before bounding after Harrison.

-000-

I entered the office and heard the door close and lock behind me. I waited patiently and wasn't the least bit surprised when Harrison's arms encircled my shoulders. "I finally have you all alone." He muttered menacingly before moving an arm to my neck and tightening his hold on me. I immediately clutched at his arm, trying to pry it off so I could breath. "I can finally do what I please with you and not have your father telling me not to hurt his 'precious little baby'. You act like you're so innocent, but I know the truth you little slut." He loosened his arm enough to grant my lungs a little oxygen. "Where did you get this shirt, huh? I know it's not yours." Harrison snarled.

I pulled at his arm, gasping for as much air as I could take in. "It was in one of my drawers. I don't know where it came from!" I lied.

"Bullshit. Stop lying to me you brat."

"It's true!"

Harrison growled and released my body and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. "Fine. I'll buy your little lie for now but don't think I won't figure it out." he said before he spat on my face and released my chin from his grasp.

I grimaced at the sap-like liquid dripping down my cheek. "Ew." I mumbled.

"Oh, get over it." he said, stalking around his office like a predator, fingers twitching in irritation. (2)

I moved to his desk and grabbed several tissues and wiped the spit from my face. "I'm sure I will, but that doesn't make it not disgusting." I replied as I tossed the tissues in the garbage can. "So...can I go now?"

Harrison stopped his pacing and turned to look at me. "Go? Oh, no, my dear. You're staying here until I get bored with you."

I glared. "You can't do that."

"Oh really?"

"I'll tell my father." I argued defensively as he advanced on me.

"He won't care. No one will ever care, because no one gives a fucking rat's ass about you!" I squeezed my eyes shut as his lips crushed onto mine and just did my best to bear it.

-000-

Two and a half hours later, as the school day was drawing to a close and the afternoon announcements were being read over the intercom, I sat in a chair in Harrison's office, chewing on a pen. He'd fucked me twice, I was tired and wanted nothing more than to go home. Though, I had to admit, the thought that Roy might be there boosted my energy a bit. I sighed and stood to stretch my legs. I figured that I'd be going home soon some way or another, even if it was in that bastard's truck. He couldn't keep me here forever even if he wanted to. Harrison finished the announcements and rung the bell, releasing the other students. I immediately heard the sound of chatter and lockers in the hall as the other students all headed home after a hard day at school. ...Lucky bastards.

They didn't have to deal with a pedophilic vice principal like I did. Oh, goody, he's looking at me in that 'come-over-here-and-love-on-me' kind of way that makes me want to throw up. God, I hate him.

"You ready to go home?" he asked.

I cocked my raised my eyebrows in surprise. He was asking me? And he was willing to oblige if I said yes? What the hell? "You...you're asking me?" I questioned in return.

Harrison rolled his eyes. "No, I'm asking the chair you're sitting on." he replied sarcastically. "Of course I'm asking you!"

I sat quietly for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, I'd like to go home."

Harrison stood from his desk and headed for the door. "Alright, let's go." I hesitantly followed. This was Harrison, and with Harrison there was always a catch when he did something for you. My mind flashed back to the last time he did a 'good deed' for me by taking me to the hospital and I shuddered. We walked quickly through the hallway towards the parking lot. Students moving out of our way as we approached. That was probably the only good thing about being with Harrison. Students feared him so we got through the hallway with ease.

As we approached Al, waiting for me where he always did, Harrison grabbed the back of my brother's shirt and pulled him along. We reached the truck and I hopped in, sitting between Harrison and Al, with my leg near the stick shift. (3) Harrison slid into the driver's seat and we headed down the road. About a minute into the drive I felt that bastard's hand on my knee. I attempted to pull away but Harrison just tightened his grip and cast a swift glare at me. Jackass. We reached the house and I bolted out of the vehicle and ran to the door, throwing it open.

As I hoped, Roy was sitting with my father and the other customers, looking rather uncomfortable. "Okay! Let's see, eeny meeny miny mo, yada yada yada, you are it!" I said, directing my final point at Roy. "Alright, let's go!" I grabbed his hand and forcefully dragged him from the couch.

"Edward!" Dad called.

I poked my head out from behind the wall dividing the living room and hallway. "Yeah?" My father glared and crossed his arms in disapproval. "I'm just doin' my job." I replied smugly and entered my room with Roy, locking the door behind us. I pushed the man on the bed and hopped on top of him. "Hey baby, what's up?"

Roy's cheeks turned bright red and he looked away. "Don't be so bashful, we've seen each other naked before, remember?" I ran my hand down his chest. "I've been thinking about last night all day." I purred. Roy tensed and pushed me off. He was blushing head to toe and glared daggers at me as I rolled on the floor laughing. (4)

"What's so funny?" He growled, trying to calm himself.

"You should've seen your face!" I choked out. "It was priceless!"

Roy gawked. "That was a joke?!"

I propped myself up on my elbows. "Yeah. I wanted to see how long it took you to kick me off. I expected you to do it around 'hey baby' but you waited. You're a horny bastard, aren't you?" I laughed again as his previously receding blush returned. "Oh, relax, I'm only joking. I'm not some freak who'll fuck everything with a pulse like Harrison is."

Roy raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

I shrugged it off. "Never mind. So I take it you wanted to ask me something."

"Yeah, I was gonna ask you what's..." he paused and looked me over, staring intently at my chest. "Is that my shirt?"

This time it was my turn to blush as I worried the bottom of the shirt. "Uh... y-yeah it is. I needed something to wear."

"Well can I have it back?"

"No!"

Roy's face lit with surprise. "Excuse me?"

"I- I just really like it, okay. Can I keep it?"

Roy stared a moment. "So, you want me...to give you my shirt... that I was wearing before we...had...sex?" I bit my lip and nodded. He scratched the back of his head. "Um, why?"

"Because, as lame and cheesy as it may sound, I can honestly say that last night, with you, was the best night of my entire life and I wanted something to remember it." I said quickly.

The man sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Alright, fine. You can keep it."

"Thanks."

"Yeah, you're welcome." he grumbled.

I sat next to him on the bed. "So, what did you want to ask me?"

Roy blinked several times and scratched the back of his neck. "Y'know, I really can't remember anymore."

I smirked. "Aw, well I know something much...better...we can do." I said suggestively, straddling the man's hips.

"Come on, Ed, don't -"

I placed a finger on his lips, silencing him. "don't start with that 'it's not right' mumbo jumbo again. We both want it so let's just go with it." I moved my finger from his lips and kissed him softly. "I really have been thinking about you all day." I whispered quickly when I pulled back for air.

Slowly, but surely, Roy began to kiss me back. "Alright, let's do it." he said breathlessly before moving his attention to my neck.

-000-

Later that night, Al was laying on my floor tossing a tennis ball in the air as I helped him study for his exams. (5) We had only one more week to study and we had to do well. "Okay, what is the by-product of refining crude oil?"

"Gasoline." Al answered, throwing the ball to me.

"Very good. What's the AFL and when was it created?" I asked, tossing it back.

"The American Federation of Labor, created in 1886."

I sighed and put down his study guide. "That'll do for now." I said. "So, what's up with your life?"

Al watched the ball as it went in the air. "Uh, not much. Just studying and hanging out with Winry. She misses you, y'know." he caught the ball on its decent before throwing it back in the air. "And yourself?"

"Oh, you know, the usual. Studying, fighting with Dad, I slept with Roy, Harrison being a perv. Same old same old." I replied casually.

Al gawked at me. "What did you say?!" he yelled, the ball hittign him in the face. "Ow."

"Harrison's a perv?" I asked innocently.

"Before that."

"Studying?"

"After that."

"Fighting with Dad?"

"Ed!"

"Fine! I slept with Roy." I said.

"Oh, my God! when? how? where? How many times?" he asked, sitting up to look at me.

I scratched my neck. "Uh, last night, I don't know it just kinda did, here, and twice?"

Al stared for a moment. "...Snap." (6)

-000-

The next day arrived and I anxiously awaited lunch. I had to admit I was curious of what Envy had to tell me. I wondered if he was like me. I needed someone to talk to. not that Al wasn't a good listener, he was, but he just didn't ever completely understand what I was going through.

The lunch bell rang and I practically flew from my desk. I approached the cafeteria doors, but was prevented from entering by a pair of hands grabbing the back of my shirt and dragging me from the doorway. "Harrison, I swear, leave me alone or I'm going to fucking murder you." I growled.

Lips were pressed near my ear. "Sorry to break it to you, babe, but I ain't your little lovebird coming to whisk you away to his dungeon of horrors." Envy snickered.

"Oh, it's only you." I said with a sigh of relief.

Envy released me. "C'mon, let's go outside."

I nodded slowly. "O-okay."

We made our way outside and sat down under a large oak tree. The two of us sat in silence before the teen finally spoke. "...I promised I'd tell you my relationship with that bastard. So, here it is." Envy paused and picked at his nails before releasing a heavy sigh. "William James Harrison Sr... blood type AB, birthday June 13th, and the biggest pervert in the world..." he took and deep breath and looked at me. "...Is my father."

-TBC-

(1) Lol, an inside joke between me and Shelby. xD

(2) Something I recently noticed I do when I'm annoyed. I snap my fingers or they twitch. It's weird. O.O

(3) Gah, stick. I haaatttee driving stick. It's too hard. Dx

(4) I seriously almost wrote 'Rofl' there. xD

(5) Just thought I'd add that since I wrote this during exams. The questions are actually right off one of my own study guides. xD

(6) Al seems like the type to say 'Snap'. Plus I love that word (Shelby: Hahaha! who doesn't like that word? It's an action word and an 'OMG' word!) and say it all the time.

A/N: Wow, there were a lot of those this time. Sorry for any typos, I didn't bother to read it over after I finished typing it up. Sorry. Anyway, I really wanted to drag out the whole Envy thing longer and I'm sorry La Salle De Bain, but I couldn't think of anymore things to stall it an needed a cliffhanger. She advised me to drag y'all along a while and I really wanted to but couldn't help myself. Anyway, I'm gonna go ahead and hand it over to Shelby and be on my merry way. Peace and love!

E/N: Sorry it took so long. My bad this time. Divorce is rough. So don't kill the Rikku, she's been flogging me. When Envy said lovebird a picture Rikku drew popped into my mind. And Ava (Shelby's birdie. May he rest in peace) wasn't evil!