Title: Flint and Ashes
Author: Spirix
Genre: Hot War fic
Rating: M for sMut
Pairing: EdRoy RoyEd
Summary: Roy is a young state alchemist in a new war to "unite" Amestris under one banner. But is that what's actually happening, and who is the newest alchemist?
WARNING: Written by a crazy soldier who is suffering from pre-dawn PT.
Disclaimer: I hate this part; it just reminds me of my lack of owning such a great story.
Flint
The world is changing every day. Some can feel it while others can only see it through great acts or monuments. It is the stone pillars and noble archways that catch the eye faster than any one choice that spirals everything else into a new beginning.
"Mustang!"
Edward hadn't meant to yell out like that, but he was no longer in control of his body. It carried him at a faster than a reasonable pace, nearly sprinting down the bluff.
Mustang looked up startled and dropped the stone he had just picked up. Once again Edward was reminded of graceful blue waters but this time it was in Mustang's deep dark eyes. They were like gazing into the ocean's abyss. He stopped short of an arm's length away from the taller man and though dazedly about just diving into the man's cool waters.
Mustang didn't move or speak just as Edward did the same. It was a stalemate that neither knew what the other was waiting for but it didn't matter.
"Hey," Edward broke the silence with a soft note.
Mustang replied in turn, "Hi."
Edward opened and closed his mouth a couple of times, fully intending to say something pertinent but no words came to mind that didn't make him sound like an idiot.
Edward, being the genius people called him, came up with an ingenious reply of, "Hey… again."
Edward closed his eyes and breathed out in a long suffering blow, ashamed of his stupidity. He didn't crack open an eye until he heard a quiet ragged noise coming from Mustang. Upon looking at his face, he could see the man was struggling profusely with himself to not laugh.
Edward poked him hard in the arm and the tension snapped. A poke from one turned into a jab from another and all the mess that had formed between them crumbled away once Edward literally swept Mustang off his feet with a low kick.
About to bask in the glory of his small victory, Edward was caught off guard by foot hooked around his knee and it yanked him down onto Mustang. They wrestled much like children, uncaring of the close vicinity of the camp for once again, they existed in a moment outside of time.
It wasn't until Edward found himself pinned and panting that the gravity of their situation came back to the forefronts of their minds.
"Sorry," Mustang's said in a distressed tone, scurrying off Edward like he was on fire.
Edward sat up, "I'm not."
He put as much meaning into that short phrase as he could, hoping Mustang would hear what he was actually saying instead of just the words coming out of his mouth.
"Elric..?"
Edward crawled forward to close the distance Mustang had created, deciding then and there, to get exactly what he wanted, no more doubt and no more hesitation.
"Call me Ed," was all Edward managed to get out when he claimed Mustang's lips.
Passion and the fierce need to possess one another took over their actions as they began a different kind of wrestling, one not normally found among children.
Edward feverishly made killing buttons his first mission but his hands were restrained.
Mustang's flush face drew into Edwards, wrist's still being held aside, and he panted out, "Roy."
Edward whispered the word through barely opened lips, tasting the sweet sound of it. Deciding to combine tastes, Edward dragged his tongue along Roy's neck, pausing to say his name over and over.
It was an intoxicating endeavour of friction and focus; focusing on nothing but one another as if they may slip away. Not bothering with such earthly things as fabric and zippers, Ed and Roy grinded against one another. Their shared climax came quickly due to their extended weeks of secret longing.
"Well that was..." Roy started but Edward covered his mouth with a gloved hand.
"Let's just get out of here and do this properly," was Ed's reply.
Roy smirked and rolled Ed off. Still high on euphoria and bottomless joy that they were no longer hiding from one another, Roy ran towards the camp like a fool. "Race you to my tent!"
Edward growled and thrashed to his feet to irritably chase after the man.
A rock is hard and there are many of all shapes and sizes. They are common and while touching one you can always see another. As common as dirt and sky, rocks are never thought much of, just another piece of the land. While this is true, there is a secret held deep within them that divides man from beast.
It is the rock that taught man how to change, how to grow, how to evolve. The first real person, not human, person struck one stone against another, igniting a spark of knowledge.
It was the true beginning to life instead of just existence. The discovery of flint showed man the way to a different life from the animals.
Edward dashed forwarded, unable to keep the smile from his face. One stone strikes another to create something completely different, something that chases away the shadows. Edward felt his soul set ablaze.
END
And the real story begins. I hope you are all as excited as I am.
This chapter and the two before were originally one massive one but I like reviews and shorter chapters so yay.
I passed my training now and now have internet even though I still have lots of work to do. I'll post stuff as always but don't expect something everyday or even every week. Chances are I'll be spending free time napping.
-love rix