Hello! Um, the only reason I'm typing this up is to make sure that Genkai-chan knows that this was for her(?). 3 Thank you for reviewing! BTW, these are not based on anything particular. They just… pop into my head. Feel free to make any request if you wish. I'll try my hardest to do what you want. ;D Thanks!
"Tuxes"The slick note of an alto-saxophone and a grand piano slick carefully into place as people chatted about this and that. IT was mostly men, many of whom held wine glasses and wore their special occasion tux, but a few tomboys and wives flitted about, giggling and donning dresses of many styles. Many were laid back, Sunday outfits, others, the sexy black dress that never saw the light of day and lastly, there were the few brave who ventured to wear a Victorian Era style with too many skirts, layers, and poofy things.
Amongst the men was Maes Hughes, while always in a four-foot radius of his wife, Gracia, somehow managed to pass out his some two hundred odd pictures of Elycia.
"Roy! Take my last one! I know you don't have one!" Maes begged.
"Maes. For the umpteenth, I have three already! The teddy bear, tricycle, and super hero pose! Leave me alone!"
"Honey… I know how much you love Elycia, but it's been all you've done for the past thirty-minutes! Have some fun!" Gracia patted her husband on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow her. Maes' eyebrows shot up and an irresistible grin fluttered onto his face.
"Coming dear! Sorry Roy, but the missus calls! Maybe you can get one later!" Roy clutched his fist and suddenly snapped in the direction of the skipping Maes. Nothing happened. Only a "wickeh" of cloth against cloth arose from his thumb and middle finger. He sighed once he had realized that he had left his spark cloth gloves at home because tonight was the Military Fall Ball.
Some people started to dance, two being the Hughes', and some even being men dancing with men. Roy wasn't surprised to see Havoc dancing with a madly blushing Fuery waltz pass him. He scanned the crowd and saw Fullmetal and his younger brother sitting next to the back wall, near the bar. Once he gracefully strode over to the bar, he ordered a wine and glided over towards the Elric brothers. He stood in front of Edward, swishing his wine around the crystal cup. The young alchemist's downward gaze dragged up to meet the black eyes of Flame.
"Hello Colonel Mustang," Al said, waving a metallic hand. Roy smiled slightly.
"Evening Al." Silence struck between the three as another song picked up in the background. Al shifted, metal squeaking.
"Uh… I think I see Gracia! I'm gunna go say hi." He rose from his seat and somehow easily disappeared into the crowd of people as Ed silently glared a hole in his younger brother's back armor plate. More silence continued as Edward gave a short glance at Roy before dropping his gaze back to its original position.
"Ed? How have you been? Anything new happen down there?" The Fullmetal's gaze snapped back up and glared at Roy.
"No. Nothing." He replied coldly. Roy sipped his wine and sighed.
"Vivaldi. Spring if I'm not mistaken." Ed gave him a nonplused look.
"What?"
"The song. Vivaldi composed it. Lovely song. Do you know how to dance?" Ed stared at him. Dance? Ed? The short blonde glared harder.
"What are you up to Mustang?" Roy grinned innocently.
"Nothing! Just curious is all. But I see. You're much too short to dance. I bet you couldn't dance with me if you tried!"
"I am not SHORT. I CAN dance!"
"Prove it. Dance with me. Ed shook with rage. The tone of the Colonel's voice sounded dangerous, but he stood.
"Fine," he spat. "But only to prove that I can dance!" A waltz sprung up from the orchestra as Roy took one of Ed's hands. As he pulled him onto the floor, he smirked. Maybe this would be enjoyable…
Gloved clutched glove as the two danced around the room lightly. To Roy's surprise, Ed could dance… and well at that. The two finished their gliding waltz as a different style of song started. Roy bowed to Ed.
"I've been proven wrong. It's hot in here… let's step outside." Ed was beginning to loosen as he followed Roy into a lit garden. Forgetting the Flame, Ed strode over to the edge of the balcony. Roy rose and eyebrow and followed, leaning on the guard Roy. Crickets chirped a story down adding a new element to the classy music that floated from the hall.
"It's beautiful… The garden is always lit on special occasions. It has a sort of glow. Almost like you Ed." A blonde head swiveled, staring at Roy.
"What do you mean?" Roy shrugged, put on a sexy grin, and leaned closer to the short blonde.
"What I said. You glow with a certain kind of light. It transfixes me… Places me into a trance, you know." They were inches apart. Ed could smell the fermented grapes on Roy's breath as he leaned even closer. Time stopped as Roy lifted a hand to Ed's chin and pressed his lips against Ed's. His head swum as Roy pulled away, waving slightly as he walked back in, disappearing. Al strode onto the scene of a shocked Ed.
"Brother? Is something wrong?" Ed felt a smile curl onto his lips and started laughing.
"That dog! He had me!" Laughter lifted up to the gray clouds as Al just cocked his head and wondered slightly about his brother's sanity. The ball ended as a last chord hung in the air. Tuxes and dresses were no longer light and happy but tired and weary as they were soon washed and placed in the closet until next time, where one would be seduced once more.