Author's Notes: Aye! So many death threats already! I couldn't bring myself to keep Roy and Edo apart for very long. Thank you to all of the reviews so far. They've helped immensely. Thanksgiving break is coming up soon…and I will be writing like crazy then.

I've gotten a lot of concern pertaining to Al. I meant to answer the question last chapter, but I managed to forget. I should have mentioned Al in the first chapter. Which, I believe I did. If not, I'm sorry. Al is staying with the Rockbells at the time. Since Ed had been transferred, and Al is not part of the military, he could not come. I'm sorry for any inconvenience. I'll definitely have to clear that up. Thanks to those who caught it.

Also, ( sorry for the long notes ) for those of you begging for true yaoi…here it is. I warn you, this is my first time actually writing out something so intimate…Be nice:P Gah. I just stumbled upon a new rule…so this will not be nearly as detailed as I hoped it to be…I'm unsure as to what I am able to write.

Warnings: This chapter contains mature themes, and sexually oriented actions that just might not be suitable for anyone below the maturity to understand. Well, basically. There is sex. Beware. If you are not comfortable reading such material, you may skip past it. There's nothing that is vital for the plot to proceed within it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hagaren. I wish I did. The plot to this story is merely mine.

Title: Only the Moon Will Know

Chapter: 8

It was a tangle of arguments, screams, and playful banter on the way back to their quarters. Roy tried to silence the younger one, but Edo seemed intent on letting others know what was going on. With both of them sopping wet, matters could merely get worse.

Finally able to get the door to their room open, he stepped in and kicked it shut. Carefully, he set Ed to his feet and sighed.

" You're heavier than you look."

This, in itself, earned him a nice scowl from the soggy blonde. Edward began to stomp off away from Roy, but his wrist had gotten caught in a familiarly firm grip. Slowly, gold eyes turned to meet those coal black hues. What was Roy planning? The smirk on his face told him that the Flame was up to something.

" What is it, now?"

" You're soaking wet. You'll get a cold. Shall I prepare a hot bath for you?"

The idea was welcoming, but soon enough he thought of the many consequences. His brow furrowed and quite the expression peeled onto his face. Yanking his wrist from Roy's hand, he pounded off to his own room, making sure the door was indeed locked.

Roy, not too terribly distraught, moved to his own room to change into dry clothing. He had the mere black pajama pants on, and a loose, white T-shirt to clash with it. He didn't feel like dressing up. Not even for Edward. He sat on his bed and stared at his reflection in a mirror across the room. He began to scrutinize every indent, every feature portrayed. He was the same old Roy Mustang. Nothing had changed. Well, except for the black that had claimed the space beneath his eyes. These circles reminded him of something he hadn't had much of. Sleep.

Moving to the bed, Roy slid beneath the thick, messy, covers and curled up. Life was beginning to take a step up. He grinned and closed his eyes. Just when he thought he would drift into sleep, he felt something quite cold slide up the back of his shirt and press to his back. With a jerk forward, Roy glanced over his shoulder to find the source of such a bitter feeling.

"…My hand was cold."

He hadn't even noticed Edward slip into bed beside him. The voice that broke the silence was so quiet…so innocent. It was as if Ed was afraid of something…afraid of the risk he had taken.

" Well, my back is no hand warmer."

" Worked well enough for me."

" Did it?"

Roy reached back and promptly moved Ed's hand. Rolling over to face the blonde, he grinned.

" After all of my comments, you dare get into bed with me?"

" Yeah, why not?"

" You're naïve." He placed a kiss to Edward's nose.

" Or perhaps I'm willing?"

The Roy Mustang had indeed been outwitted. There was no way that moment was true. His mind moved swiftly from the many things the boy's statement meant. Deciding to figure out, his lips fell to meet the younger ones. This kiss was quick, sweet. It was a warning to Edward. He was asking for permission, it seemed.

" Are you sure that you are willing?"

He was answered with a deep kiss brought upon by Ed. Roy's arms fell around the small waist and pulled the boy as close as he could bring him. Ed's arms -both human and mechanical- wrapped up around Roy's neck, embracing him tightly. The kiss went on forever, or so it would seem. When they finally parted, Mustang went directly back to work. His kisses broke off along a pristine jaw line. Dropping his kisses down to Ed's neck, he suckled on the pure skin laid out for him.

A shiver of pleasure from the one now below him gave him the signal to continue. A smirk crossed those ravenous lips as those kisses continued. Nipping at the warm flesh, he was certain to claim and mark what was his. While his mouth was working at the neck, his hands began to undo the buttons on a oversized shirt of his that Ed was wearing. A small moan escaped the boy when Roy's kisses plunged lower…resting at his collarbone.

The hands that once were around his neck, entwined in his hair, caressing its fingers into the ebony locks.

Roy relieved Ed of his shirt, and continued those kisses down his chest. He dragged his tongue along those sleek abs, teasing his way down the boy's small frame. Ed shivered and writhed beneath the treatment he was receiving. Roy Mustang was truly living up to many of the rumors.

Edward's hands slid from Roy's hair to his shoulders. Soon, he was tugging at Roy's shirt, and he whimpered. The older one snickered, but would not give into the boy's wishes yet. He continued with the kisses. Once the kisses stopped just above the pant line, he nipped at the tender flesh there gaining a gasp from the blonde.

" Oh my…did you like that?"

He tugged the boy's pants a little lower and made sure to torment him here. He kissed and nipped at the warm skin shown to him. He spent particular time on caring for the boy's now-revealed hips. Even though Edward was moaning softly at this, he still tugged at Roy's shirt. Giving into the pressure, Roy slipped out of the white tee and allowed the boy to have what he would. Both warm and cold, Edward's hands roamed his body, learning every crevice and mark made on the slender form of Roy Mustang. He was beautiful…absolutely beautiful.

Roy moved back up only slightly and closed his eyes at the sensation. After a few moments, he allowed dark orbs to gaze down at the boy before him. The way those bright locks fell over his face…the way a blush spread and faded just perfectly into his skin…the way Edward's eyes filled with such an excitement – It made him yearn for Edward. He loved being with the boy, but that, alone, was becoming far too little. He wanted Ed…needed Ed. Did he just admit that?

" Edward…"

With lips pressed to Ed's ear, Roy purred his words.

" What do you want?"

"…"

"…Anything. I'll do anything…" He brought one hand up to gently caress the side of Ed's face.

" I want you, Roy Mustang."

" How cliché…but that's good enough for me."

The free hand slipped beyond the boy's pants line and took hold of that already firmed member. He was surprised at the length, but this only caused his smirk to widen. Gently, he stroked Edward, sending the boy into several moans. Within a few moments of the sensual petting, Edward grew rigid beneath Roy's fingers. This was his stopping point. Before he sent the boy over the edge, he stopped all action. He wriggled from the rest of his clothing, and helped Edward rid himself of his own. In the darkness, he fumbled with something in the beside table drawer.

He had removed a small tube, and squeezed a gel like substance onto his hand. Pushing the substance between his fingers, he pressed himself against Edward. These next few steps would be difficult on the younger one.

" Bear with me…"

He slid one finger within Edward. The boy hissed from the unfamiliar feeling. Soon, though, Edward was sent into a passionate cry for Roy. Not too long, Roy had three fingers within Edward…prompting and teasing the boy all he could.

" S…Stop…bas…tard…"

Roy snickered at the breathless threat. Edward hated being taunted.

" You're so impatient…I could stop right now."

His hand began to retreat and Edward clung to the man.

" I wouldn't let you…" These words were purred into Roy's shoulder. It was unexpected to hear such words slipping from the boy's mouth. But, during such a time, a person could be someone else entirely. Deciding it was time to give Ed what he wanted, he shifted around, ready to take an adventure he had not before.

" This might hurt…but it gets better, I promise."

With that, he pushed his hips forward in one steady motion. Edward cried out in pain…his eyes stung with hot tears. They slipped from the corners of his eyes and stained pale skin. Roy was quick to kiss this tears away and whisper soft, comforting words to the blonde. The pain soon turned into a heated pleasure. As the night crept on, hips clashed and goals were met.

When they both had been satisfied, they lay exhausted in one another's arms.

"…Are you alright, Ed?"

" Mhm…"

Pulling the younger one as close as possible, he snuggled them down into the blankets. Placing a kiss to Ed's forehead, Roy watched the boy fade into a sweet sleep. With a sigh, Roy subdued to his fatigue and a wave of sleep washed over him as well.

Just as the two were falling asleep, Edward's reports had been found in the beginning dawn. With those papers pressed neatly into a folder, they were delivered to the Furor's office almost at once. The man read through the paperwork, and he was satisfied.

" Hawkeye…I need you to send a message to Full Metal."

T.B.C…

Author's Notes: Okay…so, I hope this was written all right. I'm a bit unsure of my ability right now. Hopefully, I don't get into trouble for this chapter. I tone it down as much as I could. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. 33. .