Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Fullmetal Alchemist. If I did I would not be writing fan fiction, well maybe not.

Warnings: this fic is eventually going to involve a relationship between Roy and Ed, both of whom are guys and will remain as such during my fic. This fic is rated M just to be on the safe side for language and possible citrus like moments. May not be suitable for everyone, or anyone.


Roy Mustang had less than 5 seconds to react from the time his door slammed open to the time he had an auto-mail arm turned blade pressed against his throat. Not one to lose his cool in the face of a threat, Roy just raised his eyebrow at the red faced boy above him and waited for the inevitable screaming to start.


Edward Elric was not happy. He had just spent the last two days on a cramped, stuffy train coming home from a mission he should not have been on in the first place. When he had arrived at the station in Central he was annoyed to see that no one was waiting for him, including his brother, Alphonse. Al had not been allowed to make the trip with him, which had caused quite a few problems (tantrums) before Ed has even set out on his so called mission.

Grumbling to himself about being forgotten and forced to walk to the military barracks by himself, Edward started out, looking forward to a long nap, a large meal, and a nice long conversation (rant) with Al. Upon entering his room Ed was shocked to find that not only was all of his stuff (clothes, notes, books he'd borrowed from the library with no plans of ever taking back) were gone, but his brother was still missing. Ed started to see red and rushed off to find the one person who would know exactly what was going on: the stupid smirking bastard.


"Where is he, you stupid shit Colonel?" roared Ed, spittle flying from his mouth, as his face turned more red with every passing moment.

His face was turning so red in fact that Roy started to wonder if it was possible for his head to actually explode. Realizing that his mind was getting off topic, Roy turned his attention back to the irate boy.

"Ah Fullmetal, to what do I owe this small pleasure?" Asked Roy, knowing full well that this would further antagonize the boy, which given the fact that he still had an auto-mail blade pressed to his throat was probably not his best idea ever.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL A SPECK OF DUST IS LARGER BY COMPARRISON!" Ed screamed tightening his grip on Mustang.

Edward continued to steam for a few moments before seeming to remember why he was in the Colonel's office in the first place. He took a few breaths to calm down and even removed his blade from the man's throat, realizing that this type of intimidation would not work on the smirking bastard, and he really needed to know where his brother was.

"Where is my brother?" Ed tried again, managing to keep his voice almost calm. "He wasn't at the station waiting for me and he wasn't in our dorm room either, for that matter neither was any of my stuff. What is going on around here?"

"Ah so you noticed that. I figured you would, being a child prodigy and all." Mustang couldn't help but try to goad Ed on just once more, it really wasn't his fault Edward was so entertaining.

Ed's face started to turn red again and for a moment he looked like he was going to explode again. Instead of rising to the bait however, Ed took another calming breath and glared at the Colonel, willing him to answer the question.

Realizing that he was not going to be able to get a rise out of Ed, Roy's expression became serous. He really was not looking forward to this conversation; he knew how much Ed cared for his brother.

Roy rested his chin on his hands and watched Ed silently for a few moments. It was amusing how the boy would still get so mad at references to his height. Since turning seventeen and finally being able to return Al to his real body, Ed had gone through a bit of a growth spurt and almost stood as tall as the Colonel. The boy would still never be very tall, owing in large part to his auto-mail limbs, but he was no longer the shrimp he once was.

Roy remembered how happy Ed had been when he had finally been able to return Al to his rightful, sixteen year old, body. He was still not entirely sure how the boy had even done it, but Roy had to admit it was probably better that way. He was pretty sure it was not something the military should ever get a hold of. Roy had been a bit surprised when Ed had still had his auto-mail limbs, but had accepted Ed's explanation at the time and realized that the boy kept it as a reminder of everything he had lost, and that which he had almost lost.

As soon as Al's body had been restored, Ed had taken a leave from the military to go back to his hometown to help his brother adjust to having a body again. Ed had not wanted to return to the military but Roy had reminded him that he had signed a contract in exchange for being able to use the military resources to restore Al, and that if he didn't return to Central soon he would be considered AWOL and would be arrested. Reluctantly Ed had returned and Al had come with him.

The mission that Ed had just returned from was in fact his first mission since restoring Al. Both Ed and Al had, at first, wanted Al to go along on the mission like he used to. Roy had reminded Ed that his missions were usually dangerous and Al was no longer as indestructible in his human body as he once had been as a suit of armor. The military couldn't knowingly risk the life of an unlisted minor. Ed had still complained for a bit after the fact but it was half hearted. Roy knew that in the end Ed would not do anything to jeopardize his brother and when Ed left for his mission it was alone.

Shaking his head to clear the memories, Roy realized that Ed was still glaring at him waiting for an answer.

"I had been hoping that this situation would have taken care of itself by the time you got back." Roy admitted.

"Situation?" Ed paled.

"Yes Fullmetal, I regret to have to tell you that your brother has been kidnapped."