A/N: I know, Roy had some major OOC-ness in the last chapter, but I thought it still fit okay. Here's something I've been fighting over for a while: Should Russell die or be paired with someone at the end of the story? And if he gets paired with someone, who should it be? So many reviews say to kill the bastard … and I know that will only increase in a few chapters. But still … what should be come of our little friend Russell Tringham?

TO MY REVIEWERS:

Shinigami Akumu: Hmn, I might have Russell paired with someone. But so many people want him dead. XD I don't know yet. I guess it depends on what everyone else thinks. -huggles- Thanks sis!

Xueyan: Yeah, it is hard to picture Roy crying, isn't it? I just tried to think back of when he wanted to kill himself after shooting Winry's parents. He wasn't crying, but close.

Sonic16: -Blinks- I'm not evil anymore? When was I evil in the first place? -confused-

xEnvious Envyx: -Slowly backs away- Nice monkeys … who have bombs … -sweat drops- I update as fast as I can! -runs for life-

Wolf of Nightmares: XD That's been my dilemma. Should Russell die or live at the end of my fic? I can't decide!

Mika Rieu: XDDD Yesh … come here Russell! You won't die … but you made Roy cry! -beats the shit out of Russell-

Rougechick: I'm glad you like my fic! I try to update as often as I can.

FullMiniEdward: It made you cry! Omg, I'm sorry! -huggles- I almost cried too … that's because I'm a total sap for tragic romance!

SoulSister: Yeah, they made up in a cute way, don'tcha think?

Shingo-sama: COOKIE! -chews on cookie and writes next chappie-

Loki el Diablo: Yeah, anyone would break down like that. It's still not quite like Roy, but because of the setting I think it worked.

Br14nn4: -Blinks- Yeah … Roy does care for Ed a lot.

Ebony Colmen: XDDD Yeah! Russell, you Nazi Commie Cunt! -blinks- I have no clue what those things are except for Nazi. XD Hey, it's summer, my brain is on shut down till fall alright!

Insert name here: -Blinks- You don't need to kill me with a butter knife. XD I update as often as I can, kay? -goes into fetal position and rocks with you- Hi there!

Foxy-comic-death: XD I'll see what I can do about Russell. I still haven't decided what I'm going to do with him. Torture chamber, huh? -does thinking pose- Never thought about that … XDDD

GoTrinba: I'm glad you like my story! I hope I don't disappoint you!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist. This kick-ass series belongs to Hiromu Arakawa, not me. If Full Metal Alchemist did belong to me, I would have Ed locked up with Roy in his office for a long time doing who knows what. I would also have Scar kill Winry because she bugs the freaking Hell out of me! x.x;;; -blinks- I'll shut up now.

WARNING: There is some lime and Ed being naughty. XDDD You have been warned!

Chapter fourteen / Happiness Short-lived

It was a week later and everything was back to normal.

Well … except for the fact that Mustang wouldn't let Ed out of his site. Roy had taken that week off pretending to have the flu.

However, whenever he was around his love, he would become all flustered and leave the room. Ed supposed he was still embarrassed for crying in front of him.

"Ed? Are you sure that you'll be okay?" Roy asked as he walked into the bedroom with a plate of food. He had been trying to get the blonde to eat since he was still weak from blood lose but wasn't all that successful.

Edward sighed. "Yes, Roy. I'll be fine. You've been staying home for a week doing nothing but watching me like a hawk and then blushing like a schoolgirl. You need to go to work, I'll be just fine."

The Flame Alchemist stared down at his hands in his lap. "I still can't believe I cried …" he mumbled.

Moving the tray of food over, Ed sat next to his lover. "Roy … it's okay." He stared in his lap now as well. "I'm the one that worried you and I was stupid. I should of learned the facts before doing anything rash."

Roy reached over and linked his hand with Ed's flesh one. "Don't beat yourself up. The whole thing looked bad. I would of thought the same thing; though I do trust you."

"I trust you too!" the blonde cried. "It's just … I-- I don't know. I should of known Russell would pull something like that. He's hated me forever, I don't even know why. We used to respect each other, but when he came he just … changed."

Mustang nodded. "Sounds right. Russell isn't someone you want to mess with."

"Yeah, but if he does anything like that last stunt, I'm going to--"

Roy's mouth cut off the blonde as they pressed against his. Nibbling on his lower lip, Roy earned a low moan as his tongue entered the young man's mouth.

Gently pushing him down onto the bed, the colonel laid on top of Edward; slipping a knee between his legs.

Slowly, the blonde snaked his auto-mail arm around the raven-haired man's neck while his flesh hand still linked with Roy's.

As the kisses became more heated and passionate, Ed wrapped his legs around his love's waist; grinding his hips against Roy's. Causing the 25-year-old to groan.

Working his left hand to the 18-year-old's hair, Roy pulled the red hair-band out of the golden locks. He had always loved Ed's hair down. It was something that made Edward just a little feminine but still masculine.

Finally parting for much needed air, the two just stared in each other's eyes.

Then Roy spoke in a soft whisper, "Don't worry about Russell. He's not a threat. You, are the only one I will ever love. So please don't ever think you will be replaced by another."

Smiling slightly, Ed nodded. "Okay." After the one-worded answer, the blonde pulled Roy back down for a sweet, loving kiss; it was only a bonus that his legs were still wrapped around the colonel's waist creating delightful friction between the two men's groins.

When Ed left the older man's lips for his neck, Roy let out a sigh. "I thought … you said I had to go to w-work."

"What? You want to go and do mountains of paperwork?" he mumbled back against Roy's skin; causing him to shiver.

"No … you were just telling me to. And now you won't let go," Mustang chuckled.

"Maybe I just got in the right mood," the blonde purred, rocking his hips for emphasis.

"E-Ed …" Roy moaned.

Said Ed grinned. "Yes?"

"You better knock that off …" he started, holding back another moan. "Before I do something that will prevent you from being able to walk for a month."

Edward's grin enlarged to a Cheshire cat grin. "Hmm, sounds temping. What did you have in mind?" Ed asked, grinding his hips into Roy's again.

Grunting in reply, Roy kissed Ed hungrily. "You'll just have to find out," Mustang panted.

"Jesus Christ, get a room would you?" came an annoyed voice.

Both stringing rather colorful curses, Roy stood up while Ed sat up on the bed (after letting go of Roy's waist with his legs XD) to see Russell standing in the doorway.

"We are in a room," Edward responded.

The younger blonde rolled his eyes. "Whatever. There's a call for you Roy," Russell said, then walked off.

Mustang blinked. "I didn't even hear the phone ring."

"Neither did I," Ed commented.

Striding over, the dark-haired man picked up the receiver. "Colonel Mustang here."

"Roy? It's Maes."

"What's going on Maes?"

There was a sigh on the other end. "We're going to have to think of another plan. That or make sure Ed never shows his face again in Central or East City."

Roy furrowed his brows. "What do you mean? What happened?"

"Turns out Ed was assigned that mission for a reason other than just separating from you. Apparently, a few of the Fuhrer's lapdogs went down there and was ordered to 'finish' him off. What they didn't know was that it wasn't Ed, it was Fletcher."

"Is he alright? Was he captured!"

"Calm down Roy. There's nothing we can do. They were told to spot and kill. That's what they did. The troops didn't even notice it wasn't Ed. They reported to the Fuhrer that Edward Elric was dead. Just attacked and then left. Didn't even bother to hide the body. I'm guessing they got him from behind, otherwise they would have realized the differences."

"Damn," Mustang cursed. "How the Hell did we not see this coming! Now I have to tell Russell what happened to his brother. This isn't going to be easy."

"What happened! Is it Fletcher!" Russell shouted. He was behind Roy the whole time.

"Shit …" the older man muttered. Taking one glance over his shoulder, he saw Russell shaking. He already knew what happened to his brother. Sighing, Roy turned back to the phone. "Thanks Maes. I don't think I'll be able to come in today."

"Good idea. When Russell hears, he'll try to slaughter Ed as revenge. You know that, right?"

"Yes, I do. Let me know if anyone finds out it wasn't Ed or anything else that might put him in danger."

"Will do. Be care with Russell, Roy."

.Click.

Roy hung up the receiver, then punched the wall. 'Damn it! So now the Fuhrer's after Ed. He wants him dead … and killed Fletcher Tringham instead. DAMN IT!'

"Roy …?" came Ed's worried voice.

Turning around, he faced the concerned looks of Russell and Edward. This isn't going to be easy.

A/N: I don't know why, but this chapter was really easy for me to write. I had one page done and then I went through almost two whole pages in less than a half hour! Heh, probably because I'm awake on pop. I was already up late because of 4th of July (that really sucked TT.TT) so I just thought I'd stay up and finish a chapter. It's 4:30 in the freaking morning so I hope you people appreciate this. Lol, I'm typing this realllllllllly fast too. I'm probably going to crash in a few minutes. XD PLEASE REVIEW!