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This chapter is more centered on Roy, but we all love to see what's going on in the Flame's mind sometimes, don't we? Hehe. Enjoy:D
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hagane. I simply use the characters for my own evil plots. Tee hee. Speaking of plots, the plot to this story is mine. :D
Title: Only the Moon Will Know
Chapter: 3
Roy had been thinking about the morning all day. He found himself wandering from his paperwork, and thinking upon different matters. So work-wise, he was the polar opposite of Edward. He had finished about 0.3 of his paperwork, and still couldn't get the events out of his mind. Sighing, seeing the sun begin to set, he shook his head. The day moved on quicker than he expected it to. With yet another sigh, he stood and began to gather some of his papers up.
" Is something wrong, Colonel? You've been acting strangely today."
Riza Hawkeye. He hadn't even noticed her there.
" What? No, Hawkeye. I've just had a lot to think about today, is all."
She simply gave a nod, which could be more dangerous than that of a venomous snake bite.
" What is it now, Hawkeye?"
" It's Edward, isn't it, sir?"
He gave a light snort and piled all his work into a manila folder. That folder was going to be his nightmare. Moving from the desk, he tucked his chair under it, and picked up the file. He seemed to completely ignore her question, which gave her reason enough to continued prodding.
" No one understands why you act the way you do around him, sir. "
Another snort, and he moved on to the door. Making the attempt to open it, he failed. She caught his wrist in her palm.
" He told me everything. Hughes knew he wasn't going to come through this. He told me to watch after you, sir. So I'm only doing this in honor of his wishes. Be careful around Full Metal, Roy. Be careful. "
His eyes widened at the mention of Maes. He simply looked away from her and smirked. That was his mask. That clever smirk and the occasional snicker hid the scars that were burned into the Flame's heart.
" Have a good evening, Hawkeye."
With that said, he pulled his wrist from the woman's grasp, opened the door and ventured out into the hallway. With his file clutched tightly to his side, he walked down the long, and seemingly never ending hallway. His mind wandered to Hawkeye's words. She knew of his hidden affections as well. Growling under his breath he shook his head. They didn't understand. Both of them thought someone was only going to get hurt in his feelings. Was this true?
His thoughts were broken when he heard a scream. Panicking, he hurried towards the sound. There was a crash following the scream, which made him only more concerned. Rushing into the library where the scream was heard, he blinked.
Books were scattered all over the floors, papers filled with small and messy handwriting blanketed the neat blue carpet, and a chair was turned over. Lying amongst this mess was a sleeping Edward. He had fallen asleep while doing his own work. Setting his own file down, he quickly stacked the papers that belonged to Ed and piled them into his folder. Tucking the file under his arm he was quick to lift the blonde into his arms.
" Perfect timing, you brat..." He muttered sarcastically under his breath.
Covering the short distance it was to his quarters, he managed to get the door open, and kick it shut behind him once within it's confines. Ed seemed to have calmed, and slept silently in the Colonel's arms. He would mutter something every now and then, but overall, his nightmares had left him.
This time, he had been truly scared. Not at the fact that it was him, but at the fact that he wasn't prepared if it had been a dangerous situation. His mind was so boggled, that he had trouble thinking straight. Did he just carry Edward all the way down the hall, in plain sight? Hopefully, no one saw. Taking the blonde to his room, he did his best to pull the covers back on the bed and lay the boy within it.
" Dear lord I shouldn't have to be putting up with this. "
He would continue to rant and mumble at his 'misfortunes' but no one would know of them but the strict silence in the place. Having removed the Full Metal one's shoes like the night before, he pulled the blanket over the boy and sighed. Lifting a hand to rub at his temples, he gave a groan. A headache had set in -- Just lovely. He wasn't going to get any sleep tonight.
" Everything's alright, Ed. Just sleep. Nothing will harm you. Not under my watch..."
Patting the boy's head, he moved to leave the room, but stopped and looked over his shoulder to the sleeping blonde. He seemed so calm this way, so peaceful. Shaking his head he moved out and shut the door behind him. But what he didn't know, was that there were two brilliantly golden eyes staring back at the closed door.
Edward always thought he would be good at acting. This just proved him correct.
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Roy had changed out of that irritating uniform and into some loose black flannel pants and a plain white T-shirt. He loved moments where he could sit around for a few hours and look like a lazy dog. He loved every lasting minute of it. His bare feet slapped lightly against those wooden floors as he walked into the living area. Plopping down on the lush couch, he sighed. He had sat the file down on the coffee table earlier, and now he saw his burden screaming at him. Although he looked relaxed, his work was still nagging him to death.
"...I guess I better get going on this. "
He spoke as if someone would have cared. The silence simply screeched back it's empty reply to him and allowed him to do his work.
He flipped through the pages in the folder, separating what was his and what was Edward's. The hours passed slowly, but he at least was getting some work done. He loved this silence...if he had the chance, he would do his work at this very time every evening. Hey, he could dream, right?
Finally finishing off the last of the forms, he lay back on the couch and stretched out. Stifling back a yawn, he reached for the papers Edward had begun that day. He ruffled through them and began to read the information piled between the lines of the paper. He had to squint sometimes to interpret what a specific word or phrase was. His handwriting was so messy. It was just unnatural. An Alchemist like Full Metal would have to learn to draw a matrix perfectly...yet he can't write civilly? It struck him as odd was all.
As interesting as the information was, he found himself drifting into sleep, which he kindly welcomed. Sleep sounded beautiful so much that he wouldn't deny it.
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Figuring it was finally safe to venture out, Edward moved out of the bed. His braid had come completely undone, and allowed fine golden locks to wash out onto his shoulders. Not bothering to fix it, he opened the door slowly, cautiously. Peering out into the darkness, he saw that no lights were on and the devil himself had long since gone to sleep.
Stepping out slowly to avoid any creaks the floor might've made he moved into the living room. It was hard to see, but he could see just enough. The Colonel had fallen asleep with some papers. Hmm, perhaps some military profiles on new threats? Now he was curious. Carefully picking them up, he squinted to make out any writing. It looked familiar --- wait, was this his writing? It was!
" You dirty bastard..."
Ed muttered, gathering up his own work from the man but he tried to do it all quietly. He didn't need this beast awake. As he turned to leave, something made him stop. Setting his papers down, he moved to inspect the older man further. Was he awake perhaps? He knew for a fact Mustang was not too good of a liar. He always had a smirk on his face when doing so. Wow, he seemed to pay TOO much attention. Too much for his own comfort, anyways.
He leaned in to see the man's pale face in the dim lighting. Roy seemed...tranquil. Edward had never seen such an expression on his superior's face before. It was...childlike-- innocent. It was almost as if sleep was the Flame's safe place. They were polar opposites on this matter. Sleep was Ed's worst enemy.
" It's funny how sneaky you think you are. I caught you in your own game, Mustang."
A smirk peeled across his young face. This was a silent victory for him.
"...But..."
He took a deep breath. Luckily, he wasn't going to hear this.
" Thank you. "
He felt like saying or doing something else, but his mind wasn't quite sure. His heart and his body told him to do one thing, but his pride would not allow it. No, not at all. He hoisted himself upwards now, and stood. Stretching his arms over his head, he yawned. Now drowsiness was getting to him. He simply stood there for a moment, his back to the other man, and stared into the darkness.
" Hmm. "
That very moment, was when he heard it.
" Edo..."
A chill ran down his spine and he tensed up immensely. Had he...? No. He couldn't have. Turning around so slowly, and so cautiously, it made is fear level rise by each wrenching second it took. He now had turned completely and stood looking down upon what was supposed to be the sleeping form of Roy Mustang. His face paled, and a new fear washed into those golden hues.
He made a mental note...
'Next time I get the chance, I'm going to kill that son-of-a-bitch.'
T.B.C...
Hehe! I just had to make it a cliff hanger. P Dun kill meh.