Pikpik246: I love RoyEd..and I think Elricest (EdxAl) is just wrong!
Fireanice: I give you a major thanks for your review. This was a oneshot originally so I wasn't going to 'update it' until you wrote that! So domo arigato to you!
Mauzkateer: That was my main concern, keeping them in character. I know that Roy thought about it after episode 30 too. Having seen all the episodes I can't remember which exactly. I'm not an english major, heh. I should pay more attention in class rather than sleeping on my desk. Be lucky I actually spell checked this one. Or your review would have been MUCH longer... Thank you. I learned something, USEFULL today! Yay for me!
Shingo-sama: Surprisingly I've decided to continue this fic a little more and I definately have plans for more FMA fics.
eds-lil-problem: Thank you much. I was unsure of this fic at first.
Lone Metal Wolf: I was most concerned for characterizing them well...I didn't want to make them too ooc.
Envylover1414: I actually enjoyed writing this style. I've never really gone that deep into angst much before. But my mother always said I should expand my horizons...
Help Me Chapter 2
It had been a few months, since that incident. And though it was in the past, it was not forgotten. Everyone (who knew about it) kept an eye on the colonel. Normally this sort of behavoir would have aggrivated Roy, but he knew he earned it. How many people could he really expect to not worry after he'd tried to kill himself by jumping out a window from eight stories up?
His direct subordinates were more understanding than the people outside his unit. He'd gotten many taunts from people from other sections. He'd learned to ignore them. It was harder to ignore his higher ups though. And he was most worried when he was approached by the fuhrer. Luckily for him the only thing King Bradly did was ask him if he was okay and if he needed a break. He turned down that offer though.
He was slowly getting back into his previous lifestyle. Of course with out the dating, that is. Because now he had someone, though, they had still not told anyone about it. They were going to, during the party his unit was having to celebrate the holidays. Another thing he wasn't sure he wanted to attend.
It would only be his crew, no doubt, but that was still a mass of people. He found himself uncomfortable around lots of people. It had never bothered him before his breakdown. But that feeling of suffocating came back when he was around too many people. But this was important. For him and Ed.
"Are you done in there fullmetal?" He spoke not bothering to look up as he sat indian style on their bed while flipping through a magazine. It was amazing that no one noticed that Ed came over to see Roy all the time. He assumed they either knew about the relationship, or thought Ed was just making sure he didn't do anything stupid. Like jump out windows. Not that that would really be dangerous where he was currently at...His window was four feet from the ground.
Ed stuck his head out of the bath room with a tooth brush stuck in his mouth and his hair undone and falling over his shoulders. "Can't you call me something more endearing?"
"Okay, 'are you done in there, sweet cheeks?'" Roy chuckled to himself as he looked up to see Ed nearly choking on the tooth brush.
"Okay stick to 'fullmetal' it sounds better on you anyways..." He went back into the bathroom.
"Hey you said you wanted endearing. Not to mention you didn't answer my question."
"No I'm not done, so there!"
"God, you take longer than a girl...And your half the size of most of them..."
It took Ed all of three seconds to fly out of the bathroom and pounce on Roy, who fell back and hit the floor on the otherside of the bed with Ed falling on top of him. Ed sat up stradling Roy chest. Roy was on his back with his legs still propped up on the bed.
"What was that mister?" Ed glared fiercely. "Did you say something about my height?" He let out a soft growl.
"Or lack there of..." Roy whispered hoarsly, trying to catch his breath from the suddenness of Edward's pounce.
"You don't complain when you have me writhing underneath you, do you, you pedophile?" Ed whispered running his tongue against the other's ear, taking joy in watching him squirm.
"It's not nice to call people names Fullmetal, besides you wouldn't tell on me, now would you?" Roy smirked running a hand along Ed's spine, grinning as the younger boy shivered.
"You're evil!" Ed looked down at the man, who was grinning widely.
"You haven't even taken a shower yet? And you were in there that long?" Roy played with a strand of Ed's hair.
"You kept distracting me."
"That's not even a good excuse! Now get your scrawny LITTLE self in that shower before I throw you in there! We have to leave in two hours!"
"Two hours is PLENTY of time!" Ed pouted. "So, would you care to join me?" Ed asked innocently while running a hand along Roy's inner thigh.
"And you called me evil? You little demon in disguise." He smirked. "Well I guess I could...I have nothing else to do..."
"Except me." Ed whispered as he got up off Roy.
"So now you wanna talk dirty to me, ne? It must be nice to be so youthful." He said pulling the other half of his body off the bed and standing up.
"Oh come off it. You're only 30!" Ed said heading towards the bathroom.
"That only means I get the joy of dying 15 years before you." Roy shook his head walking toward his shorter companion.
"Now just because I'm almost half your age doesn't mean you'll die 15 years before me." Ed put his normal hand on his hip.
"'Almost half your age'. That makes me sound like such a creep."
"You are a creep, now get in here Mr. Mustang." Ed pulled Roy into the bathroom with him and shut the door.
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The two stood side by side in front of the mirror putting the last of their clothes on. Roy was inspecting the side of his neck and turned to Ed.
"What am I your chew toy? Aren't you taking 'dog of the military' a little serious?" he couldn't help but laugh at the glare he received from Ed.
"It's not my fault." Ed said sticking the toothbrush in his mouth.
"Then whose fault IS it? And didn't you already brush your teeth?"
"Oh. Shit...I did. And it's your fault!" He replied putting the toothbrush back in its place on the little ledge by the sink. Anyone walking in could easily tell that there were two people living there.
"My fault? You dragged me in there. And that still doesn't explain why I have your teeth marks in my neck. God you even drew blood you little vampire." He noted the blood crusted around the bite. "You're an animal."
"I'M an animal? Let's not forget the reason I bit down in the first place."
"Because you're a psycho, and let's not forget that you begged for it! So it's your fault!"
The two looked at eachother in the mirror and both smiled. They were always constantly like that. It never got old with them and they both enjoyed the endless teasing and playing around. It kept their relationship entertaining. And active.
"I just realized your brother is going to kill me..." Roy mumbled.
"Why?" Ed blinked.
"Let's see, over protective younger brother, who's in a huge suit of armor(that could easily throw me like a rag dool) learning his older brother has been with someone 14 years older than him for 4 months and not yet said anything. And I seriously don't think he'd take it out on you. Then there's Riza...and her gun."
"Who's obviously got a crush on you...I can consider myself swiss cheese now...Oh...not to mention Winry." Ed winced. "She's kinda got that thing for me."
"And currently hates my guts."
"And likes to throw wrenches at people..."
The two looked at each other nervously as they realized they probably wouldn't make it back alive.
"No we have to go!" Ed said knowing exactly what the colonel was thinking, because the same thought crossed his mind too.
"Well, we can't back down now. Besides that would look suspicious. And you're taking up the mirror there half pint."
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING HALF PINT?" Ed screeched and Roy found himself standing in the bedroom instead of the bathroom. He shrugged and walked over to the full length mirror on the far wall instead. "BASTARD-SAMA!" He chuckled looking back at Ed who was fuming like an angry five year old.
"At least I'm making progress, I'm bastard-SAMA now, instead of stupid bastard." Ed glared and returned back into the bathroom to tie his hair back.
Roy smiled and turned back to the mirror, but it wasn't his reflection that he saw on that quick glance.
Ed heard a loud crack and the sound of glass shattering. He left the bathroom in a haste to find Roy with his fist imbedded in the glass of the mirror. The mirror was cracked all the way down with pieces falling off it and on to the floor. Many covered in the blood that was dripping down the glass.
"Roy!" Ed rushed over to him as he back away from the mirror and fell back on the floor, leaning against the edge of the bed. His eyes were distant and his breathing was stressed.
"Ed..." He breathed. "Help me."
"I'm here." Ed moved closer to pull him into a tight embrace. He knew it was serious when Roy called him by his first name.
"I need you...Please don't leave me." He shut his eyes and leaned against the smaller boy, shaking slightly.
"I'm not, I promise." Ed soothed. These 'episodes' occurred every now and then. It was happening less and less as time went by. Some were worse than others. But each time he'd overcome them. And Ed never left him. "It's okay. Remember it's in the past now. You're atoning for what you did...You're living for them." He spoke the words that always seemed to help.
Mustang told Ed everything. He'd poured his heart out to the younger one, trusting him completely. And Ed had done everything to prove that he could be trusted to the information that only the highest officials of the army knew.
The colonel began to calm down and the shaking stopped. He leaned against Ed taking in deep breaths as the images cleared from his mind.
"Are you okay?" Ed whispered.
"I think so..."
"I'm going to get somes bandages, okay?"
Roy nodded and Ed left the room and went to the closet in the hall that had the first aid kit. He pulled that down and grabbed a cloth from the shelf. He went to the kitchen sink, soaked the cloth under the water, wrung it out as much as he could and returned to the room.
He leaned next to Roy and opened the box. He looked at his hand and pulled a pair of tweasers from the kit. Holding his hand with the cloth under it he began to carefully pull the pieces of glass out.
"You did a number on your knuckles." Ed commented picking out another shard and laying on the growing pile on the lid of the box.
"It was a reflex. I didn't even realize I hit the mirror until you walked out. As if I don't have enough bad luck already..." Roy looked up at the clock. "We have to get going or we'll be late."
"Hold on, I just got to get the last one out." Ed had an eye closed and his tounge out on the side as he concentrated on that last piece of stuck glass. "Are you sure you're going to be okay? I mean, I'm sure they'd understand if you felt uncomfortable."
"These are people I work with, I'll be fine. Though, I have a feeling they're going to question me about my hand." He stated as Ed wiped the blood off with the cloth and began to wrap it tightly.
"There!" Ed smiled proudly.
"It looks like a five year old did it, but you're comparable, so I'm proud of you." Roy chuckled a little while receiving a glare as he patted Ed.
"You're a bastard, do you know that?" Ed humphed.
"Why yes I do. Now we have to go, half pint." Roy said picking himself up off the floor.
"Hawkeye's picking us up right?" Ed asked, and got a nod as a reply. The two heard a loud horn.
"And that would be her now. Grab your coat."
"Are you sure your hand's okay?"
"I'm fine, so come on." He said as he walked out the door. Ed followed behind quickly.
"Don't you think she's going to question why I'm at your place?" Ed whispered as they walked out to meet up with Riza.
"Well we were going to tell them anyways..."
"Yeah, but if we tell her with no one around she might kill us and hide our bodies somewhere." Roy chuckled as he listened to Ed's distressed voice.
"Hello Taisa. And Edward." Riza looked at Ed and Roy curiously. "I'm surprised you're not with your brother Ed."
"Naw, he went back to get Winry, they said they'd meet up with us there. So I came here."
"And wasted all my hot water. Not to mention used my toothbrush..." Roy rolled his eyes as he got in the car with Ed following right behind him. Riza got in the drivers seat, Next to Jean Havoc.
"Well hey you two." He turned around and smiled. "I knew you'd come together. Looks like a few people owe me some money." He smirked, sticking a cigarette in his mouth, of which Riza was quick to pluck out.
"That's such a bad habit Jean...You're going to die an early death if you keep that up. And I'm not talking from the smoking itself..." Roy said pointing to Riza. Havoc gulped and tried to smile as he leaned back into his seat.
"Taisa..." Riza's voice warned.
"I'm behaving!"
"You know," Ed whispered into The colonel's ear. "You've got some strange weaknesses: a blonde haired kid with automail and a blonde haired girl with a gun..." Ed snickered.
Roy was about to say something back when Havoc so kindly interupted.
"So, how long have you two been together?"
Both Ed and Roy fell silent, unbelieving of the question being asked to them and even more, the person who asked it. The last person they thought would have figured it out. Riza didn't say anything, she kept her attention focused on the road.
"Well..um...three? Or was it four?" Roy looked at Ed.
"It's four months."
"So...eh...exactly-"
"How did I know? Oh come on. It was obvious. Besides Hughes said it would happen eventually." The passenger spoke itching to light a cigarette.
"H-he did?" Roy blinked.
"Yep, and he was right. Hell, seemed he knew you just as well as he said he did."
Riza looked in her rear view mirror. She saw the clouded look in Roy's eyes. "Havoc, that's enough." She said simply, and he got the message.
"Roy? Are you okay?" Ed asked as Roy looked away.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He said shakily as he hid his eyes from Ed as a tear rolled down his cheek.
Leo: Surprisingly that didn't take me very long...That I'm happy for. Mustang has one more breakdown after this. And I'm going all out dramatic! So if you enjoy angst, stay tuned! ...That sounded like a bad preview commercial...Okay guys do your thing so I can go.
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