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So once again, I write this chapter as I listen to The Goo Goo Dolls music, so it'' probably end up dramactic..Haha.

Roy groaned, there stood his father in the doorway…And he'd just walked in on him and Edward making out. He ran a hand through his ebony colored locks. Stealing a glance at Edward, he saw a furious blush rising on his cheeks.

"Roy .., c'est que votre papa?" He asked, the French words rolling off his tounge like honey.

Roy figured that Edward had asked if it was his father standing in the doorway. Since he had said the word 'Papa' which Roy had called his Dad when he was small. "

"Yeah, it is." Roy said. A lump suddenly forming in his throat.

"Well, am I interrupting something?" The large man asked.

Looking up, Ed looked the man up and down. He could tell that Roy had mostly got his looks from his father. The man had raven black hair. His eyes were the same deep blue as Roy's were. All except for his skin color, which was darker than Roy's was. And they both had that deep frown on their mouths.

"No…it's fine." Roy said. A sigh rushing out of his lips. "Dad, why are you here?"

"Well, we can talk about that later." The man said, walking into his sons bedroom. "In the meantime, whose your friend here?" He asked, putting a heavy emphazies on the word 'friend'.

Roy and Edward got up from their spots on the floor. Their cheeks still tinged slightly pink. "This is Edward, Dad." Roy said. Gesturing his hands towards Edward. "Edward, this is my Father." Roy said.

Edward smiled slightly. "Nice to meet you, sir." Edward said, extending his hand out for the man to shake.

Roy's Father smiled. "Nice to meet you too, Edward." He said, accepting the hand shake.

"Okay, now the introductions are over." Roy started, "Dad, can I speak to in the dining room?" Roy asked.

The older man nodded, and with that the Father and son walked out of the room and shutting the door softly behind them.

And Edward pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. Franticly finding Al's number in the contacts list. His then flopped himself down on Roy's flame colored bed set. Rolling over on his belly, he began to open the new text message option. Quickly typing words in the message box. And in a matter of seconds he sent the message.

(902): Roy's Dad just walked in on me and Roy making out. Help me!

In the dining room, Roy and his Father awkwardly sat across from one another. Roy's arms crossed over his chest, a deep frown lining his lips. Roy's Dad just sad their, a cigarette hanging off his lips. The smoke almost choking everyone in the room.

"So…" The man started. "Is that your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, he is." Roy answered.

"Hm…" The older man said. "I like him."

"Y-You do?" Roy asked, choking the words out.

"Yeah, he seems like a good kid." Roy's Dad answered him.

Roy smiled, "Yeah.."

The two were silent for a moment. The older man biting on the edge of his cigarette, while the younger only twiddled his thumbs together. All in all, it was a very awkward silence. So, his father decided to speak.

"Your Mother's birthday is coming up…" He said slowly. "Are you going to visit her?"

Roy sighed. "Possibly, I might be going up to Central during our Spring break.."

"You haven't been to her grave lately, have you?" The bitter old man asked.

"No…" Roy sighed sadly. Feeling slightly guilty.

Roy's birth mother had died when he was very young. So young that he only had a few memories of her. In fact, Riza was still just a baby when their young mother had passed on. But, when they still lived in Central, which was up until Roy was four. Their Father had remarried to a pretty woman by the name of Savannah. And soon enough, Roy and Riza called her Mom. Even though they both knew that she wasn't their real mother.

But the two didn't really like to talk about it, because they felt it was unimportant.

Roy let out a huff of air, signaling his annoyance.

"Why are you here, Dad?" Roy asked.

"I wanted to speak to your Mother, in person." He answered. "Speaking of which, where is she?" Pulling the cigarette out of his mouth, blowing out small puffs of smoke.

"She in Xing, on business." Roy said. "As always." He whispered.

"I see…"

"So, why do you need to talk to Mom?" Roy asked.

"We need to talk about you staying with me.." He said.

"Let's talk about that now.." Roy said. His annoyed composure returning.

"Okay, so do you want to stay for senior year or when?" The older man asked. "Or until your eighteen?"

Roy groaned. Hitting his head against the back of the chair. "Dad, do I have to stay with you?"

"Yes you do, you stay with me at least once a year for an extended amount of time." The man answered, his voice stern. "You didn't seem to mind when you were little."

"Of course I didn't mind when I was little, I wasn't leaving things behind…" Roy answered; his voice raising a few octaves higher.

"Roy, don't you plan on going to college in Central?" His Father asked, using his 'Father tone' on Roy. "I was thinking that we could start looking at them when you stayed with me."

Roy didn't speak momentarily. "I don't know about that anymore."

"Why not?" His father asked, shock gracing his tone.

Roy was silent, not looking his Father in the eye.

"It's about that boy isn't it?" His voice soft, but stern at the same time.

Roy turned his gaze to the side. Not looking his Father in the eye.

"I understand, son."

"Y-You do…?"

The Father laughed, "Son, I was your age once too,"

"I assume you're talking about you and Mom…" Roy said. "My real Mom."

His Father smiled. "Yeah…"

Roy sighed. "Dad…back to me moving with you…"

"How about just for the Summer?" His Father asked, twiddling the cigarette between his lips.

"Two and a half months?" Roy asked.

"Yeah, I'd let you go just a week or two before school starts." His Father answered.

"Well…That's better than before." Roy said. "I guess….if that's my only choice."

"So, you'll stay for the Summer then?" His Father asked.

Roy give his Father a small smile. "Yeah.."

"Good." His Father answered.

The two were silent for a few moments. The Father smoking his cigarette, which Roy was thinking of how he'd break this to Edward.

"So…How long are you staying here?" Roy asked.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning."

"Where are you staying for the night?" Roy asked.

"I already booked a hotel room, if that's what your asking." The older man said.

"Okay.."

Suddenly, his father stood up from the table.

"Well, I best be on my way now.."

Roy nodded, standing up. "Bye…Dad." Roy said. Standing awkwardly in front of his Father.

His father only laughed. "Son, don't be so uptight." He said, outstretching his arms. "Give your old man a hug."

Roy only smiled, giving his Dad a small hug. After a moment the two let go, smiles on both their faces.

"Tell Riza that I said hi." He said, walking towards the door.

"Okay," He said," I love you, Dad.." He said. Watching as his father walked out the door.

"Love you too, son." He said.

And with that he was gone. The door shutting softly on his way out. And Roy sighed, his father always came at the worst possible times. And with that he began to walk back upstairs.

As he approached his bedroom, he could hear Ed speaking in his beautiful French accent.

"C'était affreux, Al…"

Roy smiled, he was talking to Al again. So he decided to wait a moment outside in the hallway. He knew if he walked inside that Edward would hang up.

"Eh bien, comment le feriez-vous comme si vous pris votre fils et son petit ami à faire?"

"Il est en bas à parler avec son père …"

"Eh bien, je suppose qu'ils parlent pourquoi il est soudainement arrivé."

Ed spoke fast, this words almost slurring together. But he knew Al understood him perfectly. He honestly wondered what the two were talking about. But knew that Edward would tell him all about it when he walked in.

"A-AL!"

Roy chuckled, Al must of said something to embarrass him. He could mentally picture Ed with red dusting his cheeks.

"Oh, d'accord…"

He could tell from Edward's tone that Al had to go now. So he began to steadily walk into the room. Upon the door opening, Edward looked up. And he smiled, still speaking to his younger brother.

"N'oubliez pas de déposer mon uniforme école à l'extérieur.."

Roy smiled, steadily walking over to his bed, where Ed lied. Sprawled out on his stomach. Taking a seat, he too rolled onto his stomach. Lazily resting an arm on Edward's back.

"Bien.."

He could hear Al on the other end of the line, speaking the foreign laungue.

"Adieu, petit frère" Ed spoke with a smile. Before he shut the phone with a small 'click!'. And turned to Roy.

"So, what were you an Al talking about?" Roy asked.

"About how your Dad walking in on us making out…" Edward muttered, a blush rising to his cheeks.

"Could've been worse…" Roy said.

The blush only got darker. "Don't even think that way, Amour…" Edward muttered.

"Amour?" Roy asked.

Edward blushed, turning his head to face out the window that was beside Roy's bed. He could see his dark red curtains over his window. "It means love…"

Roy smiled. "You are far too cute, my amour." Roy said.

Edward smiled, rolling onto Roy's stomach. Partly in the position they were in before Roy's Father walked in. "So, did your Dad leave?" He asked, resting his head on Roy's shoulder.

"Yeah, he went back to his hotel." Roy said.

"Good." Edward said.

And with that, Edward lifted his head back up. Looking into Roy's onyx eyes, their lips hovering over one another's. And Roy rested a hand upon Ed's porcelain skin.

"Shall we continue where we left off…?" Roy asked. His voice slightly husky.

Their lips hovering over each other, and they could feel each others breath. When Roy decided to close the gap between them. His hand grasping the small of Ed's back. While Ed found himself entangling his fingers in Roy's silky hair.

This kiss was passionate, furious, needy, and loving all rolled into one. And it left Edward pulling apart every few seconds to catch his breath.

"Je t'aime, Roy.." Edward gasped.

And then they pulled each other into another needy, loving kiss. But it was almost harsh, but it left the two intoxicated. And hungry for more. And Roy soon found the hand cupping Edward's cheek, fiddling with the golden necklace Edward always wore. It shimmered in the late afternoon sun. Edward gasped as he pulled away breathlessly. Falling back onto Roy's chest.

"Hey Edward.." Roy said, panting.

"Yeah..?" Edward asked.

"I have something for you." Roy said. "But in order for me to give it to you, you have to get up." Roy said with a slight chuckle.

"No…" Edward whined.

Roy chuckled, kissing the top of Edwards head. "Please…I promise that it's well worth it." Roy asked.

Edward groaned, rolling off of Roy's extremely comfort body. Letting out a small whimper when. he felt all the warmth that Roy had been providing him leave. He heard the pitter patter of Roy's footsteps and he glanced up, watching his movements.

Roy opened the top drawer of his dresser, find it littered with all sorts of thinks. Rummaging around for a moment, he finally found what he was looking for. Pulling out a blue velvet box, He smiled. Opening it up, he was met with a small ring. He was almost giddy with excitement now.

"Okay, Ed, close your eyes." Roy said slowly.

Ed let out a groan of annoyance, but did as he was told. And slowly, Roy walked back to the bed. The little velvet box hidden behind him. He took his seat on the bed, and let out a small giggle. Opening the box, Roy pulled out the ring. It was thick, with a thin silver colored band, in-between most of the ring was bare and hallow. Except for a line of swirled gold painted hearts. And gently, Roy pulled the ring out it's satin blankets, grabbing Edward's right hand.

"R-Roy?" The blond asked nervously, his eyes still shut tightly.

"Hold on a second Edward." Roy said softly.

He placed the ring on Edwards ring finger on his right hand. And smiled. It suited him very well.

"Open your eyes now, love." He whispered.

Edward slowly opened his golden orbs, and they widened at the sight of his new accessory. A pink tinge rose up to his cheeks, and he felt a swell of emotions rising in his stomach.

"R-Roy…" He whispered, his voice in awe.

And Roy only smiled. "Do you like it?"

"I love it…" Edward whispered. A large smile playing way to his lips.

Roy just grinned, pulling Edward into his lap. Wrapping his arms around his stomach. And he buried his head in Edwards honey colored locks, his hair smelling slightly like strawberries. "It was my Mom's…"

That caused Edward to become confused. "What do you mean by 'was'?" He asked.

Roy sighed, he had to tell him at some point. And now was better than ever. "My birth mother…She passed when I was just little and Riza was a baby." His arms tightening around Edward's waist.

"Roy…" Edward gasped. His eyes becoming downcast. "Why..lie about something like that?"

Edward was slightly hurt by this. He couldn't believe that Roy had lied about something like this…

"Well, when I was four and still lived in Central, my Father remarried…" Roy said, pausing. "And since I've grown up with her, instead of calling her by her name Riza and I started calling her Mom." He said.

"Oh…I see.." Edward mumbled. "Why didn't you tell me..?" He asked, running his fingers across the surface of his new ring.

"Honestly, it slipped my mind." He paused. "But today my Dad reminded me that her birthday was coming up and asked if I was going to visit her…" A sigh escaping his lips.

Edward just leaned into Roy's touch. His eyes shutting in contentment.

"Speaking of Central, are we going next week during Spring Break?" Edward asked.

Roy nodded. "Yeah, we are." He said.

"Good…I want to see Mom…" His said, the last part was spoken in a low tone. But Roy heard it.

"I know you do, love.." He whispered.

They were silent for a moment, just enjoying each others company. But then Roy remembered something.

"Edward.." He whispered.

"Yeah..?" Edward asked, his voice soft.

"That painting you did was beautiful.." Roy said, his tone equally soft.

Edward just blushed. "T-Thanks.." He said.

Roy just smiled. Edward was so cute. "Hey Edward…" Roy said.

"Yeah?"

"Tomorrow…do you want to go out, as in a date?" Roy asked, his words slightly slurred together by his nerves. Even if he had been dating Ed for a month now, as of tomorrow, he was still nervous about asking him out on a date.

Edward blush profoundly. "R-Really?" He asked.

Roy nodded. "Do you know what tomorrow is?" He asked, twirling his fingers around Edward's long strands of hair.

"Should I?" Edward asked, turning around so he could face Roy.

Roy just chuckled, kissing Edward on the nose. "Well, a month ago as of tomorrow…" Roy started. "This happened."

"Wh-" Edward started, but was cut off with warm lips colliding with his.

And he melted at the touch of those warm lips on top of his. And he wrapped his arms around Roy's neck, with his fingers entangling himself in those ebony locks. But within a few moments, the kiss was over.

"Now do you remember?" Roy asked, out of breath. A smile still lingering on his lips.

Edward smiled, a giggle escaping his lips. "How could I forget?"

Roy smiled. "So where do you want to go on our little date?" Roy asked.

"Hmm.." Edward said, a finger tapping his chin. "Well…what about going to those little shops down by the art museum?" He suggested.

"That sounds fun, I hear that they have a great little coffee shop there." Roy said.

"Then it's settled!" Edward said. "But, what time?" He asked.

"Around four-ish, I don't want to go straight after school." Roy said.

"That works for me, I'll have to change and clean up all the painting junk in my room…" Edward grumbled.

Roy just smiled., before falling back onto the bed, taking Edward with him. Who let out a small squeal at the sudden feeling of falling. And Roy just laughed, suddenly finding a pillow throw at his face.

"Hey!" He shouted. "What did I do?"

"Only scared the living shit out of me!" Edward screeched.

Roy shrugged his shoulders. "C'mon Ed, lighten up a little."

Edward tried to give Roy a glare, but it came out more as a cute pout. And Roy stifled a chuckle.

"Sorry." Roy said, kissing Edward on the cheek.

"Apology accepted." Edward said, giving Roy an Eskimo kiss.

And then, Roy's phone rang.

Roy groaned, pulling the flip phone out. Mumbling something sounding like 'If it's Maes I swear to god…'. Which caused Ed to giggle.

"Hey Riza, what's up?" Roy said, sitting up.

Edward thought back to Maes, and wondered what the look had been about when he came with Roy earlier. And suddenly, he couldn't hear Roy on the phone with Riza. But he was thinking back to all the events that had happened before Roy's father showed up.

Roy broke his hand by punching the sidewalk, and he was usually so careful about things like injuries. Which worried Edward greatly, because it was so unlike Roy.

And then…he had cried.

Roy never cried, and it he did, he never let his guard down on Edward. He was always the strong one, the one who kept his emotions in tack. He was always the one who could handle most things…

And then his Dad came, when he lived in Central. Which was at least two hours away by plane, and he was only staying for the night…That didn't make any sense.

Was Roy keeping something from him?

"Ed." Roy said, slightly shaking the smaller teens shoulder.

The blonde seemed to be locked in a trance.

Roy's short phone call with Riza ended at least five minutes ago. And in the past five minutes, Roy had been trying to break Edward out of this trance he seemed to be stuck in.

"Edward!" Roy shouted, roughly shaking the boy.

"Huh?" Edward shouted, shaking his head slightly.

Looking up, Ed came face to face with fearful onyx eyes. His own eyes were wide with fear as well.

"R-Roy…" He gasped.

"Edward?" Roy asked, his voice expressing his concern. His hands were still grasped firmly on the younger teens arms.

"Are keeping something from me?" Edward asked, his voice quivering slightly.

Roy gulped. Suddenly finding a lump in his throat. He had hoping it would be awhile until he would have to tell his little lover. But he knew now would be better then ever to tell the young blond.

A sigh escaped his lips. "Edward…I have something to tell you." Roy said, letting his firm grasp on Ed's arms loosen up.

Edward tensed up slightly, "Then tell me…" Edward said. His voice soft yet watery.

Roy turned his gaze to the side, finding it suddenly hard to face the blond. "Edward…I wish that I didn't have to tell you this..but.." Roy said, his voice trailing off.

Edward gave his lover a confused look. "Then tell me, Roy." He said, his voice soft.

Roy sighed. "I have to leave…for the Summer…" He paused, "My Dad wants me to stay in Central for two and a half months."

Edward felt his mouth gap open, his eyes widening. He felt tears rushing up in his eyes. He felt a sudden rush of air entering his lungs, taking him by surprise.

Roy was leaving for the Summer.

Roy was leaving.

Roy was leaving.

He didn't hear Roy calling out his name. Or felt him shaking his shoulder.

His brain went into overload. And all it could do right now was shut down.

And with that, everything went black.

So, yeah. Interesting chapter. I don't know why I didn't mention the thing with Roy's Mom back a couple chapters ago. Because I had planned for the whole thing about Roy's birth mother passing when he was young, and his father remarrying yadda yadda yadda, since the beginning.

I hate this chapter, I absolutly hate it. It sucks so badley...*Facepalm*

So sad, there are only a few chapters left *tear*, but don't worry, I already have a sequel planned and a few chapters written out ^.^