Roy stormed into the house, knocking the door against the wall and looking around furiuously. "Where the hell is he?" Roy demanded, walking into the kitchen.
His seething onyx eyes landed on the blond headed boy sitting on a chair.
He marched over to him, "What the hell is going on here? Why are the Police outside my house? What have you done!?" Roy yelled with balled fists.
Edward looked up at him. "I didn't do anything!" He promised, "There was a-"
"Don't give me that!" Roy interrupted with a hiss, "What did you do that was so bad that the cops had to be called?" He glared down at the boy.
Edward took a deep breath and looked up at him with heated eyes. "If you'd let me finish! There was a murder." He said then looked away. "Ass." He muttered.
Roy narrowed his eyes at Ed's last remark then looked at Hawkeye. "What happened here?" He asked, trying to calm himself.
Hawkeye stepped forward with crossed arms. "Well, Sir. There was a murder outside, I shot the murderer in the leg but he still manged to get away." She reported curtly without emotion. She stared at Roy.
Roy frowned at the look Hawkeye was giving him and sighed. "What?" He finally asked.
Hawkeye gestured towards Ed who was looking sullenly at the wall with folded arms.
Roy sighed and dropped his crossed arms against his side. He walked closer to Ed. "Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that." He said.
Ed looked up at him with a scowl. "Whatever." He quickly looked away. "Did you really think I'd do something to get the cops called?" He asked.
"Well, it's not like I really know you or anything." Roy said, looking down at the boy.
Edward snapped his head toward Roy and glared at him. "Well I wouldn't!" He stood up from his chair and stormed past Roy.
"Where are you going?" Roy called, jogging after him. "This is a murder investigation, you can't just leave." He said.
Edward glanced at Roy but kept walking. "I'm not leaving. I'm just going to my room." He said, making his way up the stairs.
He stopped and looked down at Roy. "Don't bother me unless it has something to do with the murder." He hissed then turned and walked up the stairs towards his room.
Roy flinched when he heard the door to Ed's room slam shut and he sighed. This was one of the reasons he didn't want children.
He felt a hand rest on his shoulder and he turned his head, meeting Mae's eyes.
"Don't feel bad buddy. Kids do this, it's normal." Mae's said, "Just go and talk to him later." He patted Roy on the back as if trying to reassure him.
Roy frowned. "Not my kid and not my place to make him feel better. He's lucky he's still under my roof." He said.
Mae's smiled, "You'll think differently when you get to know him, I'm sure." He said. "But in the mean time, I got some finger prints from the scene of the crime and they've been sent in for testing. Hopefully we'll finally get The Reaper." He said.
Roy nodded, "I hope so. Then everything can go back to being the same." He said, glancing upstairs with a sigh.
Mae's frowned. "You know Roy, you should really give the kid a chance. Take him out for a doughnut or something, get to know him. I can deal with things here." He said.
Roy shook his head, "I can't just leave." He said, running his hands through his shaggy black hair with a dreary sigh.
"Oh come on, Roy Boy! I can handle things here. You've been stressed out lately and haven't had a break from work in ages. Go have some fun and get to know the kid." Mae's insisted and gave Roy a shove towards the stairs with a grin.
"Alright already!" Roy held his hands up in the air in surrender, "I'll go." He turned towards Mae's, "But if you hear anything, and I mean anything, come and find me." He said.
Mae's rolled his eyes, "Yeah yeah, you worry wart. Go and have fun! Work will still be here when you get back."
"Fine but I'm only doing this for a break." Roy grumbled then turned and walked up the stairs, stopping outside Edwards room.
Roy hesitated before knocking on the door. He heard shuffling inside before Ed called out.
"What?"
Roy flinched at the harshness of the boy's voice. "Can I come in?" He asked. He felt funny having to ask to go into his own spare room.
"Whatever. Come in."
Roy opened the door and stepped in. His eyes landed on Ed sitting on the bed with a scowl.
"What do you want?" Ed hissed, folding his arms as he glared at Roy.
Roy walked further into the room, stepping over Ed's scattered clothes on the floor. "I was wondering if you'd like to come with me to get a doughnut or something." He asked.
Ed raised an eyebrow, "A doughnut?"
Roy nodded, "I'm hungry. So you want to or not?" He asked.
Ed sighed and let his arms drop. "Fine." He stood and grabbed up his boots before plopping back down onto the bed.
Roy's eyes fell on Ed's socks, "Shouldn't you change those? You've been wearing them for a while." He commented.
Ed spared him a quick glance before pulling on his boots. "No, I don't have any others to change into." He muttered.
Roy frowned. He supposed it did make sense that the boy didn't have extra socks, being that he had lived in the streets.
"Well I'll get you some today," He looked at Ed's dirty gloves, "Along with some new gloves." He gestured to Ed's gloved hands.
"I'm fine you know, I don't need you to baby me." He stood up from the bed and walked to the door. He looked back at Roy, "You coming?"
Roy nodded and followed. What had he done to get such a stuck up little brat?
They walked outside as the rain poured onto them, soaking into their clothes and dripping water into their faces.
They hurried into the car as the wind blew a gust of rain into their faces just before they slammed the doors shut.
Roy started up the car and pulled into the street, "Any place you like the best?" He asked Ed who was staring out the window.
Ed glanced over at Roy, "Not really."
"Okay." Roy said before they fell into silence. He tapped his finger against the steering wheel, looking over at Ed every once in a while trying to figure out what to say.
Finally Ed rolled his eyes and let out a big sigh. "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"
"I don't know. Why don't you ever take off your gloves and coat?" Roy asked, trying to gain some info on the boy.
Ed scowled, "Because I happen to like this coat!" He growled. "Not sure why it's such a crime to wear it around."
"It's not a crime but don't you ever get hot?" Roy asked as he took a left turn.
"Well, considering it's been raining non stop, I think I'm quite happy to wear it." He said, turning his head to look out the window.
Roy took it as a sign to let it go. He pulled the car into the parking lot of Donald's Doughnuts.
"Well, here we are." He stated the obvious, "You ever been here before?" He asked.
Ed shook his head, "No, I never really came around to this part of Central. Are the doughnuts pretty good?" He asked, peering up at the glowing sign of the shop.
"Oh yeah they're good. My favorite is the cream filled." Roy said, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. "Come on. Lets go in."
They got out and hurried into the shop. They ordered a cream filled and a chocolate doughnut before finding a seat.
"I'm not that great at small talk so don't expect much from me." Roy stated, picking up his doughnut and taking a small bite from it.
Ed shrugged, "I've never been good at small talk either. My brother on the other hand-" Ed clamped his mouth shut and looked down at his plate.
Roy frowned. He had heard Edward mention his brother several times.
"What happened to your brother? Where is he?" Roy asked, watching Ed's expression go from alarmed to sadness to blank all in less than a minute.
"I don't want to talk about it." Ed looked up at Roy, "Can we change the subject?" He asked with a small smile.
Roy nodded. He was determined to figure out the story one of these days but he didn't want to push Ed too far.
"Sure, we can talk about something else." Roy smiled lightly before taking another bite of his doughnut.
"Thanks." Edward smiled then took a giant bite out of his doughnut. "Dis is so good!" He mumbled around his food. His cheeks were puffed up and he looked like he was about to explode.
"Don't talk with your mouth full!" Roy corrected him just as the server lady came to their table with a bright smile.
"Can I help you with anything? Does your son need any napkins?" She asked.
Roy and Ed froze then looked at each other with a baffled look.
"Uh, he's not my son. And no, we're fine. Thank you." Roy said with a charming smile, making the server lady blush before walking away.
Edward swallowed and watched as the server lady walked off. "How the hell did she mistake us for father and son?"
"No clue. We look, and act, nothing alike." Roy said, "I'm also much more handsome than you and better with the ladies." He smirked.
Ed glared at him, "You wish." He rolled his golden eyes.
"Oh yeah? How many women have you been with?" He challenged with a grin, knowing he'd win.
Edward looked at him with a thoughtful look then frowned. "None of your business." He said, folding his arms and looking away.
Roy let out a laugh, "Thought so."
"Shut it, Pyro!" Edward hissed at him.
"Pyro? That's a new one. Never been called that before." Roy said, picking up the check and reading it.
"Yeah? I know something you have been called before. Probably many times too." Ed said, looking back at Roy.
Roy glanced at him. "Oh yeah? What's that then?" He asked.
"Old man." Ed grinned at him.
Roy narrowed his eyes, "Oh it's on now, cat boy!" He said.
"Cat boy? I hate cats! Why are you calling me that?" Edward asked heatedly.
"Because your eyes look like cat eyes, that's why." Roy stood up, grabbing the check and heading for the counter to pay. He glanced behind him, waiting for Ed to follow.
Edward glanced down at his half eaten doughnut. He frowned before picking it up and stuffing it into his mouth as he trotted over to Roy.
Roy rolled his eyes as he handed the cashier the money then started out to the car again. They got in before the rain pelted them too much.
Just as they were about to pull out of the driveway, a soldier came running up to the window. The young man knocked on it with squinted eyes trying to block out the rain.
Roy rolled down the window, "What is it?" He asked curtly.
The man saluted. "Sir. I was sent to get you, we have new evidence on who killed the man outside of your house, along with the victims name." He explained quickly.
"Alright, thank you. You're dismissed." Roy said.
The soldier saluted once more before hurrying off to get out of the rain.
Roy sighed with relief, "Finally, somewhat of a break in this case." He looked at Ed with bright eyes, "Maybe we can finally get this bastard!" He said with a grin.
Ed nodded quietly, his eyes wide in wonder.
"What's got you so silent all of the sudden, Cat Boy?" Roy smirked at him as they pulled out of the parking lot, heading for Central Command.
Ed looked at Roy and frowned, "Nothing. And would you stop calling me that!" He hissed. "Damn old man..." He muttered.
Roy chuckled as they pulled up to Central Command. He looked at Ed, "Well, you get to meet my team." He said. "This should be interesting..."
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