Disclaimer: If you don't realize by theme twelve that Hagaren isn't mine, you're a lost cause.

Oh my god, I suck. I took three years getting this out, and then just... uploaded it without sending it to either of my betas. I just suck in every way. I wanted to get something productive done...!x.x I lose at life. Anyway. Yeah. 833 words, so it fails at being a drabble... but hey. It's something. Enjoy?

45 Roy/Edward Themes

Theme 12 "A Hot Summer Night".

The sun was long-passed set beyond the horizon of Central City when Edward set off for what he had more recently endearingly called "home". It had been hot and muggy when he'd arrived at the office that morning, so he thought staying passed sunset might make the trip home a little more enjoyable.

…So much for alchemical genius. Edward Elric was, obviously, no meteorologist.

Thankfully for the heat-sensitive teenager, Roy's apartment wasn't far from the office.

He trudged in the door with a languid "tadaima" and promptly peeled his feet out of his boots, leaving them in the space provided near the front door. Sometimes he was glad of Roy's marginally Japanese tendencies.

"Okaeri," came a sudden reply from the kitchen, and Edward made his way lazily to the counter. "You're home late. Were you researching?" Roy's smooth voice lilted across the sink and soapy dishes to Edward, who was slightly withered from the heat. Upon looking at the dishes, Edward decided he'd skip dinner tonight, rather than brave Roy's cooking.

"If it's all right," he started, pushing himself off the counter to stand straight again. "I'd like to take a bath and go to sleep. It's hot and gross outside, and I'm feeling kinda grimy."

Roy nodded.

"Go right ahead," he said, scrubbing at the remaining dishes in the sink. It appeared that whatever he had attempted to cook, he had burned. Badly. Edward smiled.

"Thanks, taisa."

He then disappeared into the bathroom to draw himself a bath and hopefully cool off.

Edward had only just eased himself into the lukewarm bathwater when he heard the bathroom door open. Cracking golden eyes to investigate, he was surprised to see Roy mosey over to the side of the tub, robe-clad. He tried to hide the sudden colour in his cheeks.

"T… taisa! What're you doing -- did I take too long in here or something…?" he asked quickly, coiling into the corner of the bathtub. Roy only smiled, standing.

"No, but it wastes water to draw another bath after you've only just finished. I figured I'd join you."

Edward's attempts to hide the flush on his face failed horribly at that comment.

"…J… join me?" he repeated, sinking down in the water a bit. Sure, the bathtub was big enough for two, and he had a point about wasting water, but the proximity at which they'd be at, and for God's sake he was naked--!

"--don't mind if I do," Roy interjected the boy's thoughts, sliding easily out of his robe and into the bathtub.

"Does my company bother you, Fullmetal?" he inquired, lounging.

Edward squeaked. Roy may as well have been straddling him…!

"N--no…!" he managed, his voice high-pitched and squeaking, clearly bothered (among other things) by Roy's closeness.

Roy only continued to grin.

"Then relax," he said, lounging further and causing Edward to coil his knees to his chest, nearly desperate to avoid contact with the Colonel. They were both naked for God's sake…!

Roy chuckled, and leaned his head back against the tub's rim, closing his eyes.

Edward, determined to overcome this situation, clasped his hands atop his knees and rested his chin upon them. He studied Roy a moment before letting his own eyelids close over.

After a few minutes of peaceful, albeit nervous, coexistence, Roy shifted how he sat. Edward noticed the change, but didn't open his eyes quickly enough --

-- and before he knew it, Roy's hand had cupped his chin and raised it, and he was kissing the younger boy with a sort of raw passion Edward had never expected.

He pulled away briefly, and spoke, nose still nearly touching Edward's as he met the blond's startled wide eyes. Edward was suddenly finding his breathing coming in ragged gasps.

"I haven't had the chance to kiss you tonight," Roy said shortly, before pressing his lips to the younger, less experienced ones of Edward.

"Nn, ahh," Edward made a few wordless sounds of near-protest, until he noticed Roy's other hand snaking down his shoulders and into the bathwater to glide across the scarred skin of his ribcage, to his narrow waist, and pause. He thusly proceeded to whine a little, melting backward against the bathtub's porcelain edge. He still wasn't quite used to being touched, much less in such an intimate way. Roy followed him backward, not breaking the kiss, hand previously cupping Edward's chin moving to his shoulder as his other continued it's path downward to more sensitive areas.

Ed shifted, as if trying to move away from the sudden breach of his privacy. Roy released his lips, and Edward leaned away, gasping. Roy's eyebrows raised at him slightly.

"…t-taisa," Edward's hands found there way to Roy's upper arms, as if bracing himself there. Roy's hands continued to explore the boy's lower regions. "What… what are you -- aah, -- doing…?"

Roy didn't respond, unless the grin that slid over his features counted as an answer.

Author's Notes: Yeah, I totally lose at citrus. >. Sorry. I just sort of... cut it off, 'cause I wasn't sure where else to take it. I'm gonna seek help from a reliable source on this kind of thing and see if I can't get something more out of it. I have it set in my mind to make theme... er, 31 a continuation of this one. ...I know, that's a ways off. Maybe I'll get there by 2006, ne? x.x; I fail. I do hope that my failing at life and themes doesn't prevent you from reviewing. I'm a feedback whore, so tell me to get my ass in gear! ♥

--Hitsuji