R.I.P. Steve Jobs.

EVEN IF YOU HAVE NEVER READ AN AUTHOR'S COMMENT BEFORE, TAKE A MINUTE TO READ THE NEXT COUPLE PARAGRAPHS.

Part of this chapter is written as a songfic. You will understand why. However, rather than just integrating the lyrics, I wanted you to be able to read along with the music, so you can really understand the feelings I am trying to portray. It makes the whole experience better, trust me. So, I am going to put a special break into the story. It will look like this: *~XxX~* When you see that, you will know that it is time to start the song located here: www (dot) youtube (dot) com/watch?v=k_RT28Q3sJQ (The song is called Shine by The Morning Of)

Just read it slowly, in time with the music. Pace yourself. Okay, you can stop reading and scroll to the story now, if you want to.

Roy is such a sap, really. But, I wanted this one to be moving somehow, which is why it took so damn long to write. Well, that and the DGM fans dish out a shitload of reviews. Damn mermaids won't leave me alone. And I've been sick. Life just sucks sometimes, I guess. Also-Roy's home life. I haven't quite decided what to do with that yet...I know that Brotherhood expands upon Roy's past a bit more than the original anime, but I still haven't finished it, and I'm not sure that I will be keeping it parallel...I probably won't even use the same characters. So...I made his parents up on my own. No Madame Christmas. Also-I have two stories with over 200 reviews! I am so happy, that I don't know what to do with myself...(Ed in a pinstripe suit is yummy.) PS-I actually like that stupid Cee Lo Green song. See the end of the chapter for an explanation on song choice. Ed is a good liar...

~0x0~

Nervous. I was so very nervous. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out why.

It's not as if the event itself was anything special. I'd gone to at least two dances a year, every year since I was in 8th grade.

But, for some reason I was a little shaky as I put on my suit. I looked at myself in the mirror and frowned.

My hair was just right, not too formal, brushed back slightly with an attractive messy vibe to it. My suit was a very dark blue, with a nice white dress shirt underneath. All the accents were silver, and my tie was a dark, shimmery grey.

'I look fine. No, scratch that, I look damn fine. I should be the picture of confidence. There's no reason for this.'

But really, there was. Because I wasn't just going to a dance.

I was going to a dance with Edward Elric.

Holy crap.

Never in my wildest dreams had I ever imagined that things would turn out like this.

'Man up, Roy. You asked him, he agreed. Happens all the time.'

I nodded to my reflection and grabbed my keys.

As I walked downstairs, my mother assailed me.

"My, you look so handsome, Roy." she chirped. "Come, show your father." She took me by the elbow and tugged me toward the sitting room.

I internally rolled my eyes at the stupidity of this charade. We all knew that neither my mother, nor my father, particularly cared about what I was wearing, but the Mustang household had always been perceived as perfect, and we would all play our parts to keep the well-oiled machine of lies and facades running.

"Honey, don't you think your son looks just like you when you were younger?"

My father looked up from the paper he was reading, and narrowed his eyes at me over the rim of his reading glasses. We regarded each other for a moment and I had to admit, my mother was right. Unfortunately.

Jonathan Mustang looked very much like me (or I looked very much like him, as the case may be). He was serious, all angles, though he was broader than me in the torso. There were frown lines around his mouth, and a slight wrinkle around his eyes. His hair was all salt and pepper, still brushed back for military success, even though he had been home for a couple hours. His back was ramrod straight, making him seem much taller and more imposing than he actually was. He was the epitome of what a general in the military should look like.

After a moment, my father nodded. "Yes, Victoria." And with that, he turned his attention back to his paper. Not a word to me about whether or not I looked alright, a question about where I was going, nothing. No interest at all. Why even bother having kids if you are just going to pretend to be a real father long enough to be publicly acceptable?

I made sure to keep my emotions off my face as I muttered a "Thank you, Father," and made my way to the door. As soon as I stepped outside, my mother gave me the perfect smile of a perfect trophy wife.

"Have a nice time dear." And then she slammed the door in my face.

~0x0~

I sat on the next street over from Ed's for about five minutes, because I was still fuming over my parent's behavior. Once I'd managed to calm down a bit, I drove the rest of the way, and parked in front of the charming little house.

Perhaps it had something to do with the obvious apathy I'd been shown earlier, but I felt a pang of jealousy as I got out of the car and walked to the door. The house was small-just big enough to fit its inhabitants without feeling cramped. It certainly didn't have the subtle grandeur or gratuitous space that my house had. But this place felt like a home. Even from the outside, it looked warm and content. There was no tense atmosphere here, no need to pretend. It was something that I'd never really experienced myself.

I shook my head to clear it of stray thoughts and knocked on the door. Only after I'd brought my hand back to my side, did I think that might not have been such a good idea. I didn't know much about Ed's home life (though, I probably knew more about his than he knew about mine). I knew he lived with his brother, and two foster parents, but I didn't know if his guardians approved of me. Maybe they didn't like the fact that I was dating Ed. Maybe they didn't know. After all, we hadn't been, the last time I'd been here.

All my worries were blown away once I saw who opened the door, though.

Alphonse greeted me with his usual smile, the one that held more happiness and honesty than any I'd ever seen before.

"Roy! Come on in. Winry should be finished fiddling with Brother's hair in a minute."

"Thank you Alphonse." I stepped into the cozy entryway and stood politely with my hands behind my back. As per usual, I took inventory of my surroundings, because I am a paranoid person at heart. To my right and left, there were two arched doorways, one leading to what looked like a living room, the other leading to a rather large kitchen that also seemed to serve as a dining room. In front of me was a short hallway that ended with a closed door on one side, and a set of stairs that opened to a partially revealed second floor on the other.

A racket could be heard upstairs, and it made me smile.

"-and there's no reason for you to-OW! What was that for?"

"Be quiet, Ed! I'm almost done."

"Win! Stop! ARGGHHH! AL, SHE'S SCALPING ME!"

Alphonse sighed and ran a hand down his face.

"Just a day in the life from the Curtis household, eh?" a voice came from the kitchen, startling me.

The woman who'd greeted me the night we'd gone to the movies (more importantly, it was the first time I had kissed Edward) materialized out of nowhere and walked over to call up the stairs.

"ED! YOUR BED WARMER IS HERE!"

"HE'S NOT A BED WARMER, DAMMIT! HE'S A-Mmpgh!"

"We'll be right down, Mrs. Curtis!" Winry called cheerily.

The woman smiled and shook her head, then turned her attention to me. She marched over and thrust her hand out firmly.

"Well. Since you and Ed have obviously been seeing more of each other, I think it's time we get better acquainted. I'm Izumi Curtis."

I took her hand, giving it a firm shake. "Roy Mustang. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ma'am."

"Heh. Drop the formalities, kid. I've heard too much about you to be able to take the sweetheart act seriously."

"Uhh..." I colored up a bit.

"Teacher! Roy's a nice guy!" Alphonse interjected.

"Oh, I know he is. I'm just unable to process niceties from the boy your brother fantasizes about."

There was a thump on the stairs.

"I." Thump. "DON'T." Thump. "FANTASIZE." Thump, thump. "ABOUT." Thumpthumpthump. "HIM!"

And there he was, in all his glory.

Edward had on that lovely crisp suit, along with black dress shoes that I could have sworn had been shined. His hair was pulled into a ponytail at the base of his neck, and his long bangs seemed to have been tamed a bit to frame his face nicely (though that one rouge sprig of hair that I secretly adored had been left to stand up as it always did). His piercings had all been switched out, the normal silver (or platinum, or whatever) having been replaced by gold. The blue circle tattoo on the back of his hand peaked out from beneath his sleeves teasingly.

He looked sexy.

"So, did I do good?" I looked away from Ed, partially to see who was talking, partially to keep myself from drooling.

Winry stood at the top of the stairs, smirking evilly enough to give me a run for my money.

"Yeah, he actually looks like a productive member of society." I replied.

"Shut up, Bastard." I chuckled, while wondering when the word 'bastard' had become a term of endearment for us.

"Thanks, you look nice too."

Ed rolled his eyes and tried to walk out the door, only to be stopped by his brother. There was a brief tussle-something about pictures. Ed seemed to have almost gotten away until yet another person appeared out of nowhere and scared the crap out of me. The owners of this house must've secretly been ninjas.

"I've got the camera right here." The hulking man intoned. This guy was big and beefy and I just couldn't see how someone that size could move so quietly.

"Oh, thanks Honey." Mrs. Curtis beamed at him. "Roy, this is my husband, Sig."

I nodded at him, slightly dumbfounded. This was the most eclectic bunch of folks that I'd ever been around.

Mrs. Curtis shoved Edward next to me and Al straightened up and smiled. I pasted a grin on my face until the flash fired. I was fairly certain that Ed had stuck his tongue out. I shook my head at him, then turned to Alphonse.

"You aren't going?"

He flushed a bit. "Oh, no. Nobody to go with. I'm going to take this opportunity to get ahead on my homework."

"Alright. See you later, then." I looked over at Ed. "Ready to go?"

"Yup." He turned around without another word and opened the door to walk to my car. It was only when Winry called out to him that he turned and waved. I smiled at the group that was still in the house.

"I'll have him back before you have the chance to miss him."

~0x0~

"So...you...uh. Look, uh, good?"

I looked away from the road and briefly raised an eyebrow at my boyfriend.

He sighed. "Winry told me to comment on it. That suit's not bad though."

"Heh. Well, thanks for the sentiment. You, uh, kinda sorta, look, uh, okay-ish too." I teased.

He rolled his eyes. "Asshole."

"Listen, Ed." I waited until I knew he was paying attention."Thank you for coming with me. I mean it. I know it would have been easier for you not to do so."

Ed shrugged. As I glanced over to see his response (because Ed spoke with his body the same way he spoke with his mouth) I got mixed messages. He just shrugged, his body language speaking of slight embarrassment, but in his eyes swam a shadow that I really didn't like.

I filed it away for later contemplation. I didn't want to start our big night out by making him defensive about something.

"So, uh." I started, suddenly feeling a bit awkward. "Do you actually know how to dance?"

"Nope. I once went to a Summer Social with my mother when I was a kid, and I just stayed on the side lines. I imagine I will be doing the same tonight."

"Fine by me." I was looking forward to not feeling like I would have to stay in the spotlight and fawn over my date.

"We will have to keep some space between us though...once we get there, we need to find Hughes."

Ed nodded, the shadow in his eyes swirling about some more, as if it was laughing.

~0x0~

"Hughes!" I called out and waved to my friend.

"Hey, Roy."

We had pulled into the parking lot of the fancy dance hall that the school had rented and spotted Maes leaning against the building. As Hughes walked toward the car, Edward got out. My best friend whistled.

"You clean up nice Elric."

"Thanks, I guess?"

Hughes released a humorless chuckle and I immediately knew that something was wrong.

"Something bothering you, Maes?" I asked, concerned.

He ran an aggravated hand through his dark hair. "A little. I just...covering for you two was hard, and I'm not sure that I like the outcome."

"What do you mean?"

"I started a rumor that you guys were gonna come together as a couple of bachelors to try and help each other pick up chicks, because that sounds like something that you would do, or at least every one would assume that it was that way. But..." he trailed off.

"But?" I repeated, wondering where this was going.

"Somehow, the rumor mill turned it into some sort of charity case thing. Like...everyone thinks you are descending from on high to help the scum of the Earth out of pity, or something. Like Ed needs a babysitter and should feel privileged because of it."

I winced, and turned to my boyfriend. He looked a bit dejected, and perhaps a little angry, but mostly he just seemed resigned.

"Well," Edward began, after a couple moments of tense silence, "Can't do anything about it now. As long as we have a good reason to be there together, that's all that matters."

I breathed a silent sigh of relief, sort of surprised that he hadn't blown up over that.

Maes smiled sadly at us. "Obviously, you guys can't dance or hold hands or anything without outing yourselves, but you can hang out together. Just find me if you need anything."

"Thanks, Hughes." I called out to him as he walked away.

I turned to my date. "Shall we?"

Ed just nodded and walked around the car, making his way toward the entrance.

I followed him, making sure to keep my hands in my pockets, so I wouldn't be tempted to touch him. He opened the door and the two of us came into a small lobby. At the far end of the room, there was a tired looking guy in a plain suit that waved us over and asked for our tickets. Upon showing them, he opened a large set of double doors behind him and ushered us in.

We were a bit early. There weren't many people here yet, but all of them gave us sideways glances as we came in. I shook it off, hoping that the attention wouldn't continue through the night.

I pointed to a table in the corner, hoping that not being surrounded on all sides would help my slight anxiety. We sat down, and I hoped Hughes and his date would be nice enough to come sit with us, because the table was far too big for just two guys.

Ed shifted restlessly beside me. He looked really spaced out.

"You okay?" I asked him.

"Huh?" His head snapped toward me. "Oh. Yeah. Just...I little nervous I guess. I've never done anything like this before."

"Don't worry about it. I get a little anxious at these sorts of things too."

Ed's eyes widened a bit. "Really? You?"

"Yup. I've learned to deal with it, but social pressure is always a factor."

"Huh...you get more and more human everyday..." Edward muttered, seemingly to himself.

I smiled at him, letting him know that I'd heard and chuckled when he blushed.

For a while there was a slightly uncomfortable silence between us. Just as I was opening my mouth in an attempt to start a conversation, there was a shift in the air. Suddenly, everything tensed, as if many people had sucked in a breath at the same time and held it. Looking over at my date, I saw that he was on edge. The shadow in his eyes that I'd seen earlier had intensified and spun about merrily. Those very same eyes were locked on a point across the room.

Following his gaze, I looked toward the door to try and see what he was glaring at. Finally, my eyes landed upon someone I recognized. Ed's friend with the lovely dark hair was making her way toward us.

'What was her name again? Noa or something like that. I wonder why Ed seems so on edge...'

"Ed?" I whispered to him, so she wouldn't hear as she got closer. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm gonna go talk to Noa for a sec, okay?" Without waiting for my response, he stood and went to intercept her. They chatted in hushed tones for a moment, then they walked over to the small punch bar together.

Well. There went my date. I sat around, feeling a bit snubbed.

I was about to stand and meander over in their direction, when Hughes randomly appeared out of nowhere, his girlfriend on his arm.

"Hello, Roy." she said.

I stood and gave an exaggerated bow. "My Lady." I replied, gesturing for them to sit down.

Gracia giggled. She always looked nice, but today she was especially lovely in a long purple number. She was older than her boyfriend-a college student. I think that extra couple of years gave her a lot more taste and refinement than most girls my age.

I rolled my eyes as Hughes pulled out a chair for her, trying to hide my slightly envious smile. Even though their relationship was a bit unconventional, I was secretly jealous of what Hughes had. They were in it for the long haul. I sort of shied away from thinking of my relationship with Ed in that light, because...I just wasn't sure. I knew my feelings, but I wasn't sure about my ability to stay attached and Edward seemed to be quite the romantic enigma. Everything involving Ed was so damn confusing.

I sighed out loud, not realizing I had done so until Gracia touched my hand in concern.

"Are you okay, Roy?"

"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine." I lied.

Hughes saw through it. Damn him and his powers of observation. "So, where's your date?"

"Yes, who's the lovely lady that you've wooed this time?" Gracia winked. I wondered just how much Maes told her about my love life.

"But that's just it," Hughes looked around, then leaned in and began to whisper conspiratorially. "There is no lovely lady."

Gracia looked genuinely surprised, and I swallowed nervously. I trusted her, loved her child like my own, and thought of her as family. But I wasn't really sure how she would react.

"There's a less-than-demure lad. And I'm pretty sure the infamous Mustang charm didn't sway this one. It's...-" Hughes tilted his head and seemed to contemplate his next word carefully. "-legitimate."

His girlfriend looked at me like she'd never seen me before, then squinted at me, as if she were looking for something. Whatever it was that she found made her get this odd little half-smile on her face.

"Well, congratulations, dear." She said in a low voice, a knowing gleam in her eyes.

~0x0~

"Seriously, where did he go?"

Maes voiced the question that I had been thinking for the past half hour.

The dance was in full swing now. The DJ was blasting bad techno remixes of pop songs over the speaker system, and people were jumping up and down in formal wear, like a pack of monkeys.

I kept having to fend off girls wanting to dance, and I could see that Hughes and Gracia were itching to get away and do their coupley thing, but they were staying here for my sake. I was starting to get a little ticked off.

By the time that stupid Cee Lo Green song came on, I was done.

"I'm gonna go look for him." I growled. I got up and had to remind myself not to stomp away like an angry toddler. I combed through the crowd, nodding when people called out to me, but not paying much attention beyond that. My eyes scanned the room for gold hair and eyes, to no avail.

I covered my slight worry up with annoyance, though the worry started to win over as I checked the bathroom and the balcony surrounding the main floor. Edward was nowhere to be seen.

I headed toward the back of the large ball room. There was a set of innocuous glass doors partially covered by heavy drapes, which led to an outdoor patio. I didn't see anybody out there (which made sense, because it was pretty damn cold now that the sun had set), but I went outside to look for my misplaced boyfriend anyway.

A gust of chilly air blew in the second I opened the door. Shivering slightly, I ignored the surprised squawk of a freshman wearing far too much make-up, who had been unfortunate enough to be standing close by and stepped out.

The small patio was ringed by a few stone benches and a copse of trees, to give the illusion of privacy. It was pretty dark out here, the only light coming from the dance hall behind me, so the foliage seemed much more dense and imposing than it actually was. Squinting into the night, I called out for the only person that I really wanted to see.

There was a rustling from off to the side, followed by a quiet curse. Ed soon emerged from the bushes.

"Where have you been?" I hissed, clenching my fists in a vain attempt to hold in my irritation.

"Sorry...We were talking, then I had to go take a leak, and fuck if that line wasn't long. I couldn't wait, so I came out here." His words were a bit rushed, possibly because he was trying to pacify his irate boyfriend.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"Okay. Just...tell me next time? You had me worried for a bit there."

"Sure. Sorry about that." Ed glanced briefly toward the sky. I was a bit thrown off by how closely his eyes mirrored the night sky seen in the city. Dark and...strangely empty. Void of the pricks of light that should have been there.

It made me sick.

I grabbed his hand and tugged him inside, hope that the change in lighting and temperature would make that awful feeling go away.

"Roy?" Upon hearing his voice, I snapped out of my little trance and quickly dropped his hand, turning to give him a mostly not-fake smile.

"Come on. Let's go grab a drink and lean against walls, or whatever it is one does when not courting a female at a social event."

Edward just arched one lovely studded eyebrow. "I am slowly coming to the conclusion that you are an android. Tell me, how have you managed to blend in among the flesh and blood so far?"

"Amazing good looks and sexual prowess." I grinned, feeling much more like myself now. We skirted the throng of people who thought they could dance, but really couldn't and made our way to the punch bar.

Grabbing our drinks, we went toward a quiet corner and stood at a respectable distance. For a while, we simply people-watched.

I started when I heard the blonde beside me start cracking up.

"What's so funny?"

"Just-them." He gestured vaguely toward the dance floor. "You can't do any traditional dancing to bad pop music and you can't do any club-esque dancing in floor length dresses and tuxedos."

"Heh. Yeah, I guess so. They always wind up like this though."

"Did you ever do that? Jump up and down in time with Cascada, or whatever?"

"Certainly not. I always stepped off the dance floor for those. I can slow dance with the best of them though."

Ed 'hmm'ed. It sounded a little sad to me. I took the chance to observe him a bit more closely now. He looked fine, but there was something in the way he held himself that told me something was wrong. The flashing laser lights and spotlights that had been brought in for this event lit his hair like a multi-hued fire, but his eyes were still oddly muted.

"Ed?"

He looked over at me.

"Maybe I'm wrong, but...is there something the matter?"

"No...I'm okay. Just...maybe having the insane urge to do sappy, dorky, coupley things right now." He whispered. (Well, okay, it wasn't really a whisper. It was so loud in here that he was just speaking in a normal tone of voice, but I got the feeling that it was supposed to be meant in hushed tones.)

'Oh...is that what he's been upset about all night?'

"Don't worry about it, Ed. It's enough that we got to be here together."

"Yeah. Roy, listen..."

He trailed off, as if unable to speak. All of a sudden, the rainbow spinning lights switched off and softer stage lights of blue and white prevailed. The DJ started talking, but I couldn't really hear what he was saying, just that it was in a lower tone of voice than the peppy upbeat vibe he'd given off earlier.

I was much more interested in what I saw next to me. For a couple seconds, I was once again trapped in his eyes. They were no longer unnaturally still, not spinning as with the first time we met, but pulsing. There seemed to be two forces at work behind them, each one vying for my attention in turns, so I couldn't really focus on either emotion properly. The blue of the lighting mingled with gold, creating a thin overlay of tinted mist that further obstructed my inspection of his feelings. He blinked, which allowed my vision to do that weird zooming thing that it seemed prone to doing in his presence. The lights also seemed to be playing along his skin and hair, setting his piercings ablaze in blue flame. I was strangely reminded of the science experiment my class had done last year, when we'd burned different minerals to make fire turn different colors.

I was once again overcome by the otherworldly radiance he possessed. His demeanor was nothing even remotely close to saint-like, but nothing would ever convince me that he was completely of this world. What this angel without wings managed to see in someone like me, I would never know. But obviously, he saw something, because the way he was looking at me stole my breath away.

*~XxX~*

The next song came on, and I could see from the corner of my eye that everyone immediately stopped grinding and acting like fools to match the pace of the slow beat. An unhurried, steady rocking motion had been taken up by those couples that hadn't left the dance floor. Yet, neither of us made any move to join them.

For you to tell me how it is

If I could only get a kiss

I could make you take a risk

On a boy who wants this

"Ed, I…" I couldn't speak. He was so beautiful…so hauntingly magnificent. Now that I knew him better, now that I knew what made up the inner workings of Edward Elric, he looked even better. He was almost hard to look at, yet I couldn't tear my eyes away.

I'll be fine if you stay by my side...

"It's okay, I know."

"No, you really don't. I've never…been like this with anyone else. Around others, I always have to be the one in control. But, when I am with you, I can't tell which way is up and which is down, and…It feels so incredible."

Your eyes are brighter than the sun

They make me see that you're the one

Your smile takes my breath away

And leaves me with nothing to say

"Roy…" he whispered.

Somehow, the world stopped. My breath hitched. I was usually able to keep calm, but tonight, I was being swept away with the music. Swept away in the current of emotion flowing between the two of us. Suddenly, I felt a great yearning to speak those three elusive, dangerous, wondrous words.

Could I do it? Should I do it? I had no idea how Edward would react if I did…What if it ruined everything?

But, I wanted to, so very badly. I had never said them in earnest before, and I wanted to know what it would feel like, what the syllables would taste like on my tongue. I wanted to tell him exactly what I was feeling right now, no matter what the consequences were.

And I'd give up forever to see the day

Where the two of us both could just walk away

Hand in hand...

And it was all just too much. The whole world just fell away and there was nothing but me, my angel, and the night.

And as the song came to a crescendo, so did the beating of my heart. The dam holding in the tide of emotions burst, and for once, I let my mask drop and didn't care. I pulled Ed into an embrace.

Never felt this way in my whole life

Never had this feeling before tonight

I can't get you off my mind

Cause you shine, yeah

Oh, you know you shine

And I finally whispered the words I had been longing to say into his ear.

"I love you."

~0x0~

Back to author's notes now. How was it? Didn't the background music make the whole thing better? (Roy is officially the gayest person ever. Then again, that retarded fluff came from my mind, so I guess that makes me the gayest person ever.)

BTW, if you are wondering about my choice of song, let me explain. Yes, I know that the song specifically cites a relationship between a boy and a girl. But we have to overlook this, as I could not find a song that really fit and was gender anonymous. This was the only song I could find with the right emotion behind it, and words that would sort of fit our two main characters and was easy enough to read along with. Writing a good songfic is a hassle. Ugh.

~0x0~

EDIT-Just realized I never responded to last chapter's reviews, so I will do that now.

cynder81- Lol, yeah, Roy and Winry together are just right for tormenting Ed.

Stereophonic Aftershock- Ed used stupid a lot because stupid store with stupid boyfriend is stupid.

Shane- No dying. Just fluff. XD

Kitsune-the-fox- He might, he might not. ;)

black-klepon- Ed's fashion sense is pretty horrible, actually.

lil' fayri grrl- Hehe. I'm so happy you are enjoying it!

AngylLayDying- OMG, I missed you! So sorry for your loss. So happy to have you back. I'll pray for you in all the religious formats, so hopefully one of the prayers will reach the God of whatever sect you pay attention to. I mean that in the best way possible. Anyway. I'm super happy that you have like the updates!

Ziza Koyokashi- Ed's blankie is rather snuggleable. *hugs*

pnginlvrs- Yay! Glad you like it!

Alexia-Esco- Dirty thoughts are the best kind. ;P

boredomtakescontrol- They are a cute couple. Too bad there was no actual dancing.

Deikuru- Ed shopping is always a fun time. XD

Denise- Day-um, I loved your review! It inspired me to hitch up my pants and finish this stupid thing. So happy you are enjoying it!

splitCatacylsms- Hope you like it!

fanfictionANIMEfreak- Ed is adorable, isn't he? *cuddles*

shadowX101- Roy and Winry love torturing Ed, of course. ^_^

MailxJeevasxFTW- Happy you are liking it!