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Ed hissed as she clutched at her shoulder port. Fuck it's going to rain, just bloody great. She had been getting herself ready to go; so she had been outside packing the saddle bags. I can only hope that I get inside before it starts coming down. For now Ed would ignore the pain she felt around in and around her ports.
The blonde parked her motorcycle in Mustang's driveway; every time she came she didn't ever bring Ophelia. At least she's with someone today. Ed thought as she lifted herself off the vehicle. As she stood there ready to get her bags… she felt a hand grope her buttocks and an arm around her shoulder. "Hello Ed." She growled.
"Didn't the last time teach you anything, verdrehter Schweinehund(1)?"
"I'm an obstinate man and you don't have your feline friend around." Daft is more like it… Oh he feels like he can get away with it just because Ophelia isn't around. I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget. She elbowed him in the gut, hard with her left arm. Her right got the limb that was around her shoulders under her armpit then grabbed his thumb and pulled it back. She was careful not to rip it off, but only causing a lot of pain.
"Don't struggle or I'll take your thumb off." She didn't need a confirmation from him to know Lin was going to do what she said. "Listen and listen good asshole. If you do any of that kind of shit to me again, I'll break every fucking bone in your body. Capisce(2)?" When she saw him nod out of the corner of her eye; she quickly lifted her left foot and kicked him hard and fast in he knee, backhanding him across the cheek thus knocking him over. Ed grabbed her bags and quickly went in just as water droplets began to fall.
"Your majesty maybe you should stop your pursuit of Edward." Lan-Fan told him as she looked at him from above.
"I think not, she is far too interesting to let go." He told her as he rubbed his bandaged -and slightly red where skin was showing- cheek. She only sighed at his idiocy.
Roy had opened the door just in time to hear Ed's threat and her rushing into the house. "Edward who was that?" He asked after he closed it behind her.
"Some dick who thinks that I'm his property." Mustang damn near growled possessively when those words were uttered, but held it back when he caught her rubbing her shoulder.
"What's wrong?"
"Rain, bastard; ever since I've lost my limbs my stumps throb painfully when it's going to rain, is raining and when it cold… if it's cold enough my ports and automail might even seize up. Once it was so bad I was throwing up." Roy sympathized and then winced as she spoke. Carefully he hugged her around the shoulders from behind; Ed blushed as her nose filled with lavender and cinder. Two thoughts popped into Roy's mind.
"Weren't you in pain while you were walking in the snow? You're pace didn't look labored or that you were limping." Ed gave a soft chuckle.
"I was a bit out of it; I don't think I registered pain. I remember being cold and in a stupor." She didn't mention the rest of it. Roy then vocalized a part of his second thought; hoping he would get an automail foot to the shin when the second came out.
"…I heard on the radio that it's going to rain all night." Ed groaned. Roy tightened his hold, burying his nose into the nape of her neck. He could smell the grease and oil that lubricated Ed's metal limbs, but underneath that… he detected a scent that permeated her skin other than alchemy. Mint? Oddly fitting. "Please stay for the night, Edward." That's a bit of a suggestive request… But she didn't have the heart to deny his request.
"I guess it's a good thing I brought a book with me." The brunette lifted his head.
"Does that mean you'll stay?" Ed heard… a sense of elation in that question.
"Yes, but first let me make a phone call."
"Alright and maybe before the lesson I can try to ease the pain in your shoulder." She turned red; answering a calmly as she could.
"Sure." The man let her go, so she could make her call.
"Thanks Wrath, I'll see you sometime tomorrow. Bye." She set the receiver back down with a quiet click. Whew at least Wrath is okay with taking care of her for the night.
"All done?" She glanced at Roy over her shoulder.
"Ja." Ed blushed while thinking that the older man was going to hug her again. Carefully he took her hand, leading her over to the couch. He sat on the cushion and settled Ed between his legs.
"You wear an under-"
"Ja, I wear a tank-top under my shirts." She knew what he was getting at and shyly started to unbutton her shirt before he could ask. It didn't take long before her upper half was left with just the tank -which was skin tight- and bra. Midnight blue grew a tad in size, as he saw all the scaring -not to mention at getting a good view of the outline of her breast- around her port; the blonde had usually covered up the area from prying eyes… no matter how much she might have trusted them. As she settled the fabric in her lap, Roy's digits stroked her aching muscles around her shoulder port. The blonde seemed to instantly relax into his touch. Roy tenderly massaged her back and started moving towards the front. "Careful you're getting close to my 'nerve' circle."
"What?" He paused in his ministrations.
"That's what Al calls it. It's what connects my sensory nerves from my body to prosthetics. Only alchemist can activate it to turn it on or off." With a soft murmur of acknowledgment the brunette restarted the movements of his hands. He's good with his hands. Ed thought hazily. A few moments later Ed spoke up. "Okay Mustang, I'm fine now… but thank you for doing that." A cheerful smile appeared.
"You're welcome Edward. By the way do you know anything that goes well with wine?" A rather smug grin curved her lips.
"I might."
True to what Roy had told her it kept raining through dinner; in fact it started to become a downpour as time went by. Ed was extremely glad she didn't try to go home in that. For said dinner they had spaghetti with a salad, bread and the red wine Roy had mentioned. The blonde had put her shirt back on but left it unbuttoned during the cooking. They made small talk mostly about work and Al at first, but soon they skipped from one subject to another including alchemy. Ed had washed the dishes when they were finished, but currently the blonde was curled up on the couch reading. She gently fingered her marker and the pages. "Ed?" Gold looked up curiously. "May I see that alchemy circle?" She shrugged nonchalantly.
"Look at the one on my foot, it's between my big and index toe. It's the same as the on near my collar bone." Ed lifted her left foot for him to inspect. Her eyes went back to the written word -pretending to read- as Roy gently took hold of the heel of her foot and parted the two toes. She looked over the edges of her book watching him gazing intently at the marking. His hands are actually soft… I wonder why I hadn't noticed that before.
"It's a very mysterious design, not like any alchemy I've ever seen."
"I know it's a perfect blend of Amestrian medical alchemy with Xingese alkahestry, even thought the two look a lot a like but ultimately different."
"You know alkahestry?" Midnight blue eyes looked into amber slightly surprised and she hesitated somewhat in telling him just how she got that information but felt that she could trust him with this.
"…It's because of the gate, some… force gave me extensive knowledge on all forms of alchemy, saved my ass more than once."
Roy placed her foot back on the cushion, and tried to peek at the cover of her book. "What are you reading?"
"Strange case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde; it's pretty interesting." Dark eyes spotted her marker and plucked it out of between the pages; he knew instantly from the feel it was photo paper. "Hey! Give that back bastard!" He only grinned and looked; his eyes going wide as he did so. It was a color photograph of a male Edward with a woman that looked quite a bit like him; they were sitting next to each other; both smiling and her hand was soothingly settled over his. The man could feel jealously burning like fire in his veins.
"Who is this?" Ed sighed, rather annoyed.
"She was my friend and employer, nothing more. Roselle may have looked like you, acted like you at times, and your age but she wasn't you; a different personality. May I have my picture back already?" Apprehensively he handed it back.
"So you didn-"
"Nein(3)!" Ed snarled. "I didn't ever sleep with her or anyone else for that matter. Why the hell does everyone think that I had sex with her?" She groused. Mustang felt that raging emotion die and feeling incredibly stupid -guilty too as a matter of fact- for thinking that. In hearing Ed's peevish question, it was clear that this wasn't the first time that someone had inappropriately questioned Ed's relationship with the elder woman.
"Sorry, it's just that she's…"
"I know she's attractive …kinda like you." Ed flushed pink -as did Roy- and put the picture back into the book.
"Thank you." She gave him a small embarrassed smile and stuck her nose back into the book. "I'll go find you something to wear for tonight."
"Danke." Ed quietly told him while reading, the music of the rain soothingly in the background.
'Ed wakeup! Roy needs you!' She awoke with an exasperated groan. She had been sleeping rather peacefully before the rude wakeup call. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. Only slightly irritated; she slid her legs over the side and stood. Damn git… She idly thought. The pajama top the man had provided for her to wear was longer than his shirt that she normally wore. Still half asleep she wobbly made her way downstairs. When she was at the bottom, Edward spotted the kitchen lights on. Yawning as she made her way over and then stood in the doorway; she shivered slightly from the chill of the flooring under her feet. "What are you doing up?" Mustang jumped a bit as he turned to look at her. Ed mind still not wholly awake; she didn't have sense enough to blush over the elder being topless. But her addled mind did see the look on his face, one she knew all too well.
Roy on the other hand was surprised that she was up; he had been careful to be quiet as possible. The one thing that really scrambled his thoughts was how she looked in the top… though it was the fact that it was his pajama shirt that got him a little hot between the legs. "D-did I wake you?" She shook her head leisurely; she wasn't about to tell him that it was the disembodied voice of Maes Hughes was what had woken her up.
"Have a nightmare?" Mustang didn't even ask how she knew; just nodded.
"Tea?" Ed shook her head again; then gently grasped his wrist -a mug of tea in the other- and tugged him into the living room while turning out the light. After Roy sat and pulled on one of his gloves; he lit a fire in the hearth. Edward settled next to the man and instinctively cuddled up to the brunette's side. He sipped -his cheeks colored a little- his tea while watching the aureate woman and her eyelids drooping. "Do you still have them Edward?"
"Sometimes... but not as often as I use too and not about mom either." Roy hesitantly put his arm about her shoulders; expecting her to shout in his ears… it didn't come. She only closed her eyes, relaxed.
"What are… they about?"
"My dad… he died right before my eyes, protecting me… and let's leave it at that." He could hear the melancholy color her voice; the dark haired man leaned over and gently kissed gold strands and her scalp.
"Mine are always the same…" Ed understood what that meant; Ishval. "Today was the first time you've talked about… anything or anyone from over there."
"I usually don't because I can't see them anymore, but that doesn't mean I don't remember them." A brief moment before she blurted out. "What's your middle name?" Roy nearly knocked her down in shock.
"What?"
"You heard me… and you know mine." The elder griped quietly; it was obvious -even if she was more asleep than not- to her that he was self-conscious about it. She not too gently nudged him with her elbow. He finally relented after some more poking and prodding.
"Dammit Edward! Fine it's Jun-Li." Roy simmered grumpily; the blonde only smiled sweetly. The raven haired man caught a glance of it and his breathing hitched at the simple beauty of it.
"Xingese… you're gonna have to show me how it's written. If it is what I think it is… it suits you very well." Roy turned his head to look right at the golden head on his shoulder.
"Thank you." Nearly asleep she nuzzled closer to his warm body.
"Reminds me of Roselle…Hua-Li was one of her names... given… to …her."
"Edward?" He inquired softly as she dozed off; his only answer was her shallow exhaling of air as she slept. Roy's lips curved upward while reaching for a quilt and tucked -after getting more comfortable- it around them both. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead before settling down and falling asleep himself; his first peaceful night in many years.
When Mustang next awoke the sun was up and there was a pleasant smell in the air… and no Ed snuggled up against him. Standing up he walked straight into the kitchen. Midnight blue watched the younger cooking breakfast. He dared to glance at the clock; he gave a sigh of relief. I still have 2 hours before I have to get to the office. Silently he sauntered over and embraced her from behind; arms grasping her waist. "Good morning Edward." He could see the pink grace on her cheeks, making her pause in her movements.
"Guten Morgen… sorry that I fell asleep o-"
"It's alright. I didn't mind." With a shrug she continued to make their meal. "What are you making?" Still working gold peeked back for a moment.
"Griddlecakes with ham and eggs." His hold tightened a little.
"Sounds good." In looking over her head he could see she was mixing the batter. He couldn't resist anymore, he removed one arm her midsection to tilt her head off to the side.
"Mustang what are y-"
"Please call me Roy." Tenderly he rested his lips on hers in a chaste kiss; while his hand still rested against Ed's jaw. Since his eyes were already closed he couldn't see the blonde turn red nor when her lids soon closed over her own. The brunette was ecstatic when he felt her kissing him back, as her hands reached out and rested over both -jaw and waist- of his.
1) 'Perverted Pig-dog' the German word for 'perverted' might be wrong not too sure though.
2) Italian for 'Do you understand?' I heard this a few times as a kid.
3) 'No'
Ah another chapter done, thanks to everyone who has been enjoying so far *chuckles* I'd say this is my second favorite chapter. Roy and Ed are getting closer and finally smooching… at least without shocking Ed and then her running away. Also Lin finally getting what he deserves by Ed's hands instead of Ophelia's paws though that in itself is funny. The reason I used Italian is because it sounds a little authoritative and threatening which is the effect Ed would want. About Roy's middle name I chose Jun-Li because of what it means which I think suits him; written in Chinese it would look something like this 俊力 as for Hua-Li for Roselle it would look like this 花丽; if you want the meanings you can look it up feeling a little too lazy to type it. Now to my lovely reviewers:
To Yolea Irk's: Yep Roy is so jealous… YIPE! *ducks for cover from Mustang's fire* Looks like he heard me too. This is not good… I don't wanna be turned into a match! *glares at the man and mutters that he should focus his attention on the Xingese mooch trying to steal his girlfriend.*
To Yumi the Fallen Angel: yep ^^ Yeah I have to admit it would be rather humorous to see Roy try to BBQ Lin to crisp. *snickers* All I'm gonna say on that is Wrath wanted to see Ed (he might even be able to see Al and Winry not sure yet) before he gets taken back to the gate; back to where the dead/undead belong. You'll see who that man is; but to me he is actually very important figure, and you're welcome ^^
To Kira Kyuuketsuki: I'm glad you are enjoying yourself at seeing how *glances around to see if she's gonna get injured* oblivious Ed is and just how possessive Roy is of Ed. Aki in a way is going to be Ed's Maes (like giving information to Ed if Roy is doing something stupid, etc.); but as you can see this man has his own agenda to do, Hughes really didn't have his own agenda.
To Fullmetal Freak XX: *blushes* thanks *rubs the back of her head* I try to do my best to make as entertaining as possible.
To pnginlvrs: Happy to hear that you loving this story so far, I hope the rest of it will be just as enjoyable for you.
If you have any questions, suggestions, anything you'd like to see in this story, or just anything in general e-mail me at lumina_the_mutant (At) yahoo (dot) com, PM me threw FF (dot) net , or review any will do. Please R&R, until next time folks.