A/N: If that last chapter sounded a little choppy, I'm sorry. I had half of it done and then last night I finished it without re-reading what I had. XD I also don't really know a lot about the Fuhrer but for my story he's just going to be an evil bastard, kay?

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WARNING: This chapter contains a little bit of lime toward the beginning and some slight kink at the end but nothing heavy.

DISCLAIMER: As much as I want to own Edward and Roy -cries- I can't. So they'll just have to stay with Hiromu Arakawa. -runs off crying-

Chapter seven / Creating a Plan

"It's been four hours and Roy still has himself locked up inside his office. Is he ever going to come out?" Ed whispered to himself. "I understand he wants to keep me from leaving, but come on! He can think better in comfortable clothes at home, not in that itchy uniform in that cramped office."

Banging on the door, he yelled, "Roy Mustang! Get your ass out here! You've been cooped up in there for hours!"

After a few moments of no reply, Ed crossed his arms in defeat. "Humph, I love what he's doing for me but what I'd love even more is to get him home and in bed."

After pacing back and forth a bit, Edward blinked. "Did I just say that out loud?"

"Yes, you did!" bellowed a voice.

Jumping, Edward spun around to see the faces of Maes Hughes and Roy Mustang. Apparently, they had left the office when the blonde wasn't looking. Maes had a rather amused look on his face and Roy looked like he had just received a puppy.

"Well, well Ed. I didn't know you wanted me that badly," the older man mocked with a raised brow.

Ed crossed his arms again while his cheeks matched his red coat. "Don't push it, Mustang," he muttered.

Before Edward knew what was going on, Roy has swept him off his feet -literally- and nuzzled his neck causing the young blonde to blush even more. "M-Mustang! Put me down!"

Hughes laughed. "Oh, don't say that just because I'm here. It's rather cute actually. Besides, I've had my suspicions about you two for a while, so the last week only confirmed it."

Mumbling incoherent curses, Edward stopped struggling within Roy's grasp. To tell the truth, it was quite comfortable being held like this … not that he would ever admit it though.

Roy felt like surprising Edward a lot that day, since when he wasn't paying attention a hand gripped his chin. The next thing Ed knew, he felt soft, warm lips embracing his.

Quietly moaning, he leaned into the kiss; not really caring if Maes was still standing there or not … which he was with his usual grin on maximum. Since he was in Roy's arms bride style, the fire alchemist had the perfect angle to his beloved. (A/N: I guess right before he kissed Ed, he sat down on a bench or something that way he didn't drop him. XD)

Slipping his tongue in, he mentally smirked to himself after hearing Edward moan again while returning the kiss. Damn, either he was really good at teaching or Ed was a fast learner; Roy almost melted from the kisses he received from his partner.

Slowly parting for much-needed air, Edward turned to Hughes while panting heavily. "Um, could you excuse us?"

Roy looked down at the blonde with wide-eyes. "Edward!" When the said-blonde looked up grinning, the colonel let out a small chuckle. He had finally fooled him. Damn.

"Did I scare you, Roy?" Ed asked as innocently as he could manage without cracking up.

Lightly whacking the boy on the head, the colonel answered, "Well, you almost gave me a heart attack that's for sure."

Both Hughes and Edward gaped. "Did you just admit that you were scared!" the two asked.

"Holy shit! It's the Apocalypse! The world is going to end!" the younger man yelled while flailing his auto-mail and real limps around for emphasis.

While Roy sweatdropped, Maes merely laughed.

"Uh, why are we the only ones in the hallway?" Ed asked after regaining his composure.

The two older men looked around; no one was in sight.

"I guess they all went home for the night. It is almost midnight."

"We stayed in the office that long?" Hughes gaped.

"Geez! I knew you guys were in there for a long time but not that long!" Ed sighed. "So, then I guess there's no time to do anything about my mission," he whispered.

"Not, necessarily. When do you have to leave?"

Ed looked at his love quizzically. "He just said the first train that leaves in the morning. Why?"

"Well," Roy began. "When does the first train leave?"

Closing his eyes in defeat, Ed replied, "6:00am."

"That doesn't give us much time to think of a plan!" Maes commented while pulling out a picture of Elysia. "What can we do? The Fuhrer doesn't get to the office till 7:00am!"

Roy but his hand under his chin in a thinking pose. "You're right. Sure, we have time to plan, but it won't work if Bradley doesn't even get in till after the train leaves."

"The only thing I can think of, is that I appear as if I left. But in reality I'm just hiding out somewhere," mumbled the blonde.

"You know, that's just crazy enough it just might work!" Maes chirped.

"You're right. Ed, you're going to do what you would normally do before leaving for a mission. But then come back to my house instead of the train station. Make sure to keep yourself completely concealed from everyone. Including Lieutenant Hawkeye. Do I make myself clear?"

Ed rolled his eyes. "Jesus, you don't have to make it sound like your lecturing a child. I understand. It'll give me a chance to catch up on my missed sleep."

It was true. Ed has done nothing but missions for the past couple of months; half of them almost getting killed so receiving rest wasn't exactly in the list of things to do.

As if proving this fact, Edward let out a long yawn that not even a hand could cover. Laying his head on Roy's shoulder, he slowly closed his eyes.

Smiling, Mustang gave a quiet farewell to Hughes, who merely nodded with a giant smile on his face. Carefully standing up, Roy carried Ed who clung to him to the car. After putting him in and buckling him up, the older man went to the driver's seat.

-Mustang's Residents-

Quietly walking upstairs, Roy entered his bedroom still carrying Ed. After laying Edward on the bed, Roy sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. This was going to take time to plan out. No sleep for him tonight.

Smiling, he remembered how his love fell asleep in the car. That didn't surprise him. The boy was constantly under stress.

Walking to the end of the bed, Mustang carefully pulled off Ed's boots and socks. He has already taken off the coat. The only part left, were the black leather pants.

"Shit," Roy muttered.

No matter how he went about it, Ed would wake up from it. He would of just left the pants on, but it can't be comfortable to sleep in leather.

While mentally signing away his death warrant, Roy climbed to the middle of the bed. First he pulled off the white gloves and placed them on the table along with his.

Then, leaning over the sleeping body, Mustang cautiously unbuttoned and unzipped the pants.

Here came the hard part.

First tugging gently at the hem of the pants, it gave away slight at the hips; revealing white boxers. Getting to the foot of the bed, the fire alchemist tugged at the bottom of the legs. This seemed to be working … that is till Ed turned to his side. So his pants were just under his hips which would have been easy to pull off.

Roy slapped his face. He knew the blonde had some bad timings, but this was the worst of all. If he ever knew what he was doing, Roy would never hear the end of it.

So, back into the bed he went. Lighting pulling on the top of the pants, Mustang tried to get them down a little further. However, he was finding this just a little hard to do seeming his hand had to go just under the boy's groin.

'Damn it Mustang! Get your mind out of the gutter! You're trying to help him be comfortable while sleeping not undressing him just to you can screw him!'

While he was mentally yelling at himself, Roy continued to push the pants down. Suddenly, Edward rolled over to his back, scaring the shit out of a certain colonel. Almost falling off the bed, Roy grabbed into the edge so he was positioned directly above the sleeping form.

When the brunette got a good grip on the bed, he let out an audible sigh.

"What are you doing?" came a groggy voice.

Startled, Roy's hands slipped causing his to fall on the now awake boy. The sigh must of woken him up.

"Did anyone ever tell you, you're heavy?" Ed questioned.

Mumbling curses, Roy sat up looking away.

Edward just stared. Roy had lost his shirt sometime when he was undressing Ed. That was when the blonde noticed that his pants where half-way down.

"Um … Roy?"

A/N: Hehe, this chapter makes me laugh. I really like how it turned out, even though I was winging it the whole time. XD Obviously, the one-shot didn't get put up like I planned. It might be in two parts or just really long. I haven't decided yet. But I want to know how the summary sounds to you people first.

Summary: Alphonse was the one with the auto-mail arm and leg while Edward was the soul in the armour. After seven years they finally found the Philosopher's Stone and got their bodies back. Ed doesn't remember how flesh feels and is ecstatic to remember. Guess who's there for him. Roy/Ed

Tell me what you think, I have about four pages for this already but if the summary sounds bad then I won't even bother to finish writing the actual story.