SIN
Chapter II
I just stared at him, the man that had filled my dreams with that pleasure one could only get if they wanted someone. Here I was, holding the Taisa in my arms with a longing greater than a longing for water or food. Behind his neck, I pinched the flesh on my hand, winceing at the slight pain it caused. Did that mean I wasn't dreaming? Oh well, if I was, I'd get away with what I was about to do.
"Roy, you know, I've allways wondered how you'd react if I kissed you."
I said those words like they were nothing, however deep inside I was regretting every sylable. If I wasn't dreaming, I could get scorched black, but if I was dreaming then I'd never want to wake up.
I watched as a startled expression crossed his face and he blinked.
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Kiss me? Who the hell does he think he is? However, I must admit, I have wondered the same. How would this boy react if we kissed? The question buzzed in my head, before my own came from my mouth.
"If you... kissed me, Fullmetal?"
Fullmetal. I allways perferred Ed better, but to risk my job by calling him that would be like danceing with death. Actually, Edward would do aswell...
I watched the boy move his head up and down in a nod. So I had heard him correctly. Naturally I had to play my cards right and take advantage of this chance.
"I don't know, Fullmetal."
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I arched a brow at his anwser. He didn't know? Wow.
"Well, that sucks." I grumbled.
Before he could reply, I lightly touched my lips agenst his, my arms slideing around his back from their drape poisition around his neck. However I soon became self-concious of my icey automail and my dry lips and pulled away quickly, arms falling to my sides as I flushed and awaited his responce.
It was good.
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I blinked and touched my lips, then licked them. The blonde tasted of steel, blood, and whisky. Whisky? Yes, it was definately alchohol in the boys taste. In fact, it over powered the other two tastes. The boy drank? He was under-aged. Then again, he had every right to need to drown his sorrows with a bottle of whine.
I felt heat rise in my cheeks and... other... areas...
I knew I had a flush the color of Edwards coat high up on my cheeks, and a tent in my neatly pressed military pants.
I stood quickly, nearly dashing out of the bathroom and to my office. I needed to get away from the poor boy before I did something I'd later regret.
I gathered my things and tried to tame my hair, to no sucess, as usual, then darted out of HQ before you could say 'hightail it!'
I ran fast and hard, I needed to get to my apartment before Ed followed me. And damn it, I needed to rush to beat that midget.
After all, he had a leg made of metal for Gods sake!
So I ran quicker and quicker, until I was finally at the apartment building in which I lived.
I dashed up the stairs and shoved the key in the key hole. Work damn you!
Click.
Feh, since when did a key read minds?
I dashed into my apartment before you could say 'bed rest' and threw my stuff on the coffee table.
I slammed the door and locked it. "Hooh." I breathed with relief, slumping agenst the door and burying my face in my hands. "That's one for the record books."
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I sighed happily and looked up at the ceiling. "GAH!" I quickly looked away, bright light!
"Some one turn turn the freakin lights off!" I whimpered.
I hit my hands together and touched the wall. Zzzzap!
The lights flashed, then went out.
"Onneeee is the lonliest number that you'll ever doooo..."
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