I will not die

I'll wait here for you

I feel alive

When you're beside me

In my time of dying

~~"Time of Dying"


Ok. This was the last straw. He was done with losing to him. No fucking way. So he had a plan. It'd better work. Roy dressed himself in his most handsome outfit he had. It was quite expensive, but if his plan works, it'll all be worth it.

He approached the door quickly, paranoid that Al would pop out of nowhere and seize his opportunity.

Knock knock knock.

No response.

Knock Knock knock.

Still no response. Roy was starting to get REALLY upset.

Knock knock knock.

After another silence, he opened the door find no one in there. Where was Edward? He thought. Then suddenly, he heard laughter from downstairs. He followed the sound to see Ed and Al laughing together, all dressed to go somewhere at the front door.


"...Ah! I remember that! And remember when you brought that cat to Headquarters?!" Ed laughed. Al smiled and laughed also before talking, "Yep, those were good times, eh Sis?"

Roy just stood the unnoticed. What the hell was going on?! It was HIS plan on taking Edward out somewhere! Roy's head started to do that spinning again. This was DEFINITELY not like him, but at that moment, he felt sympathetic to Havoc-who had to endure Roy stealing his dates or girlfriends. Finally, Roy caught his words.

"Um, where are you two going?"

The two Elric's looked behind them, settling all of their laughter and giggles. Al smiled. "I invited Sis to go do some shopping-since she rarely have anything else to wear."

Bastard. Was all Roy could think of. That was HIS PLAN!

"Ah, really? I was...just about to go shopping myself, too. I left some clothes in Central and I don't know when I'll get them back." Roy half-lied. Al frowned. He knew that Roy had the same plans on taking Ed out, but he saw that he was also trying to weasel himself into this outing. Darn it, it's only a matter of time until Ed agrees...

"Ah! Then why not come join us, Roy? We need someone to carry all the bags!" and with that, Edward lead the way outside. Al blinked. Did she...just call him Roy?! Al glanced and frowned at Roy, who was smirking.

I am going to win this battle. They both and told each other through the smirks and the frowns.


With the score of both men at zero and at start, the three shoppers entered a clothes store. Ed made her way to the men's section when Roy shook his head and stopped her. "Nonononono Edward. The woman's section."

Al smiled and chimed in. "Ah, you see Mustang. Sis still hasn't grasped the feminine sense yet. Until then, let's let her choose what she wants to wear." Ed looked at Al, then at Roy, and snatched her hand from Roy's grip. "Yeah, Bastard. I'm not a kid anymore." and with that, she continued her path. Roy groaned. He was back at "Bastard", and he saw that Al was enjoying this from his snickering.

Roy: 0 Al: 1

In the dressing room, Ed was having trouble sliding a shirt on herself. She was surprisingly still not use to putting in shirts like a girl should. She was use to putting it on like a guy and was cursing at her breasts-which was the cause.

She finally gave up. "Ah, Al! Can you call someone like an assistant in here?"

Al nodded and went off to find someone who worked at the store. But Roy smiled. His turn. He entered the dressing room.

Ed's eyes went wide. She started to blush, while trying to hide her chest. "H-hey Roy! What are you doing in here?!" Roy smiled in a perverted way. Ah, she was back in "Roy".

He stood behind Ed and grabbed her breasts and squeezed them."A-ah!"" Ed moaned. W-what are we doing, in a place like this?! she managed to think before she moaned again. "Mah-ah!" Roy's sweet voice whispered in her ear. "NOW try in the shirt."

Ed blushed when she realized that her and Roy were not about to do what she THOUGHT they were about to do. She slowly slid the shirt on-a perfect fit.

Knock knock knock. "Hello? You called for an assistant, sweetie?" said an older woman from the other side of the dressing room door. Roy smirked and opened the door and walked out. The attendant looks confused, but Ed tells her that everything is fine and she needs no more assistance. The attendant leaves, and Roy looks over at a fuming Al. Al had his hands clenched so hard at his side that his knuckles turned white. Al's eyes told Roy what he wanted to say:

"This is war."

Roy: 1 Al: 1


The next stop was at a shoe store. Ed told them that she wanted to buy boots and gym like shoes, but only ONE pair of high heels. She explained how Winry said that the next time she saw her she'd better have on some high heels.

And with that, Ed sat down on a nearby bench, measured her foot size, and choose a random pair of high heels. But Ed had absolutely NO IDEA on how to put one on (even though it was obvious). But Roy bent down on one knee to the ground, and slipped them on for Ed. Ed blushed, taking this as a proposal reference.

Roy: 2 Al: 1

Ok, maybe it was easy wearing them, but actually getting up and WALKING was a totally different story. She stumbled, she tripped, and she crashed. "ARGH! IM DONE WITH THIS!" she said, giving up. She tried kicking them off, but it set her off balance and tipping over backwards. But warm hands caught her before she hit the ground. She looked up to see Al holding her. He brought her up, letting her regain her composure, and stood behind her.

His body was against hers as he held her hips. She could feel his cool breath over her head, his warm hands on her hips to keep her from getting off balance, and his stomach against her back to keep her from falling back. After a moment, she started to get the hang of walking in high-heeled shoes. Al could just FEEL the hateful glances he received from Roy.

Roy: 2 Al: 2


They started their home back to the palace, and Ed was ahead of the two men. She was murmuring a soft tune, unaware that the two boys behind her where "chatting"

"So, when are you going to find out that Incest is wrong?" Roy started. Al frowned. "I'll get it when you find out a little more about pedophilia." Al remarked. Now it was Roy who frowned.

"It wasn't too long ago when I saw you two searching for the Philosophers Stone-two respectful brothers who saw each other as siblings, equal, and brothers-not lovers who kiss in the middle of the night in the kitchen.

Al looks surprised at Roy. He saw that?! Oh shit...

"And I also think your being very coarse with this so called relationship you have with Edward. You are just jumping ahead and not considering her feelings at all." Roy's voice became cold and deep. Al looks and feels displeased. He wanted to ignore Roy-like he always did back then when other people would call him "Tin Man" or "Not Human". But just now...something just snapped.

"And I think your being selfish. You want my Sis all to yourself, so your doing everything you can to bring me down. But you know what, Roy? I love my you can't say she doesn't feel the same way." Al said in a serious stern voice. On a side note, it was really awkward calling him Roy instead of Colonel.

"Same here." Remarked Roy. Al opened his mouth as to say something but was interrupted by an impatient Ed a few steps ahead.

"Hey! Hurry up, Al and Bastard! It's getting late!"

"Coming!" Roy and Al said simultaneously. This made them glare at each other in annoyance before catching up to their awaiting blonde angel.


Back in Central Headquarters, the new Fuhrer is sitting on his desk clicking the top of a pen on and off. Then he looked over at a particular young woman who sat at a desk near his-a secretary woman to be exact.

"So, have you located them and updated on their current status?" The Fuhrer asked curiously. The young chestnut haired woman looked up from her typing. "Yes, but it seems that Prince Ling is not progressing any advantages on Edward Elric. He is trying to stall by completing royal duties for the throne-so we can't, by law, interrupt him to complete your plan, sir."

The Fuhrer threw the pen across the room. "DAMMIT! MY PLAN WILL GO INTO RUINS! That slick bastard...how can I get him to complete the plan...?"

The chestnut woman nodded. "Indeed it would take some time, but it looks as if Colonel Roy Mustang and Alphonse Elric are getting rather fond of Edward Elric. Sine they are both from here, you could hire an assassin."

A devious grin crept it's way on the Fuhrer's wrinkled face. " That's not too bad! Go and get in contact with one. I like how your thinking...

...Secretary Trisha Elric."

Trisha nodded. "Thank you, sir." She said softly before leaving the room.


~~End

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