Hey guys, I know, I know I took forever to update sorry. In the time I didn't update some crazy shit was happening I : was suicidally depressed, found out some one who was more like a mom to me then my own mom died, got a part in 'A Christmas Carol', got a job, had my sister who is currently my guardian thrown in the mental hospital and damn near killed some one. So I hope you can all forgive me.
I would like to thank Bio-Elecric Anenome for yelling at me in a review to update. Guys please do this if I start to take to long to update, I won't get mad. It actually made my day to know someone liked my story so much they were would review again to just yell at me to update. I really want to comment on what everyone said in their lovely reviews but I need to go to work so sadly I can not.
P.S. I was in a rush to update so please forgive any errors in spelling or grammar.
Warning: This is a yaoi story; it will contain a lemon and if you don't like it don't screw yourself by reading it.
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA if I did there would have been lots of yaoi and Roy Mustang would be in every episode.
"Talking"
'Thinking'
Scene Change
And Finally Acceptance
It was a bright morning in the city of Central. Due to the fact that it was 10:00am and a Saturday, the normally busy streets where nearly deserted. Most people were just waking up. Such was the case at the house of our beloved Flame Alchemist, as the shorter of the two sleeping on the king sized bed, slowly became aware of his surroundings.
'Ah, warm, nice and warm.' Ed thought as he cuddled the warm mass. In addition to being warm, it was also soft, yet firm and smelled good too. 'It doesn't feel like a pillow…' Slowly, he opened his eyes to see what it was he was cuddling with. Before he could even adjust to the bright light there was husky whisper of , "Good Morning, Sunshine.", at his left ear.
"What the hell were you trying to do?" The startled blonde glared at the Colonel, who only smirked back.
"I wasn't doing anything Edward; you're the one who was on top of me." Ed's face matched his brunt back.
"N-No I wasn't. I-I-" Roy started laughing, it was yet again, a first for the young Alchemist. 'I've known Mustang-Roy for years but before yesterday I had never seen him smile, laugh, it's like I'm getting to know him for the first time.' Ed smiled, for what he thought was no reason, and looked up at the Colonel, who happened to be looking down at him.
'Can I jump him, please? No! God I'm not going to be able to keep this up much longer. Damn you libido!'
"Why are you staring at me?" asked a blushing young man. 'Not that I mind, I should, but I don't. What the heck is wrong with me!'
"Oh, sorry I didn't realize I was staring. Now, why don't you take a shower, then I'll redress your bandages. You shouldn't need anymore special care after today, there only first degree burns after all." Roy was trying to bye some time. He needed to strengthen his self-control before it broke and he gave into his desires.
"Wait, I thought they were second degree burns?" , said Ed looking extremely confused.
"No Edward," the Colonel smiled "I said second degree burn at worst, it was too soon to tell for sure on the beach. Now hp in the shower and I'll see if I can scare up some breakfast." However, there was one small problem Mustang had not accounted for.
"What am I going to wear? I can't shower then get back into my dirty clothes that's gross. Besides I don't think I even have a shirt with me." His shirt had most likely made it back to his house thanks to his brother or Winry.
"While I prefer you with out a shirt, I'm not about to let you walk out if here in what you got on. So I guess I'll have to find some of my clothes that will fit you." With that said Roy proceeded to dig through his closet to find something that would fit the smaller blonde. "It's a good thing you've grown some other wise this would be impossible." 'And God how he's grown- Shut up!' "Just go shower Ed and I'll leave some clothes on the bed for you. After you get dressed, well leave the shirt off, come and get me and I'll redress your back, okay?" Roy looked at Ed for some sign of an argument, with his stubbornness, there normally was one. Surprisingly Edward just nodded and walked into the bathroom. 'Well that was easier than I thought it would be.'
In the Shower'Damn it! What the fuck is wrong with me! thought a very frustrated blonde as he bent forward so only his head was exposed to the stream of warm water followed from shower head. 'What the hell is going on! I can't stop thinking about! The sound of his laugh; the way his black hair looks blue when the sun hits it just right; How warm and soft he his. Damn it! I must be losing my mind.'
Later at the Elric Apartment"Should we tell Ed?" Al was cuddling with Winry on the couch, kissing her chastely occasionally.
"No, I think we should wait, he probably has enough on his plate." As if on cue the front door opened to revel an overly well-dressed topic of conversation. The elder Elric was wearing slightly baggy black slacks held up by a belt fastened to the last hole, a large white button up shirt that seemed to swallow him, was tucked into the top of the slakes. Ed didn't even notice the couple on the couch as he just walked straight past to his room in a daze.
"Something's wrong, I need to go talk to nii-san and make sure nothing bad happened." Al was about to get up but Winry held out her arm to stop him.
"Let me talk to Ed. I think I know what's wrong." Not waiting for a response, the young mechanic slipped into the bedroom of her short friend and quietly shut the door behind her.
Edward was lying face down on his bed. The shirt that was far too large for him was being cuddled and used as a pillow.
"What cha' doing Ed?" Realizing he was no longer alone, the brunt blonde sat up and released the shirt.
"Nothing, why?" He was being defensive, trying and failing miserable to act normal.
"That's the Colonel's shirt isn't it?" She was having a hard time trying not to smile.
"Yeah, so what? I didn't have any clean clothes to put on this morning so he lent me some of his. It's not a big deal." 'Stay clam, just stay clam and for the love of God don't blush!'
"His shirt smells like him doesn't it?" Her voice was soft and gentle. Ed could not stop a light blush from gracing his face; Winry took notice of this as she sat next to him on the bed.
"Of course it smells like him, it's his. I'm tired; I was just too lazy to throw it on the floor." He was trying to cover himself, but it wasn't working.
"You don't have to lie, Ed." She for the shirt, but the alchemist pulled it out of her reach and hugged it possessively. "It's okay, just tell me what's going on. I won't tell anyone, not even Al."
"I don't know what's going on!" It was an obvious lie.
"Well, what happened last night?" This was going to take carefully planed provocation to work. "Come on, tell me shorty!" That was it she said the magic word.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING A LITTLE LOVE SICK PUPPY WHOSE SO OBESSED WITH HIS COLONEL THAT HE WOULDN'T EVEN NOTICE A SHORT CRACK!"
"So-" Winry said with a wide smirk, "-your obsessed with Colonel Mustang." Ed turned a much darker shade of red this time. 'Well I already screwed myself over; she knows, hell with my yelling Al probably knows. I might as well get some help, maybe Winry can help me make since of this mess.'
"Yes, I think so. I mean, he's all I think about, I laugh when he says stupid things, when he calls me sunshine I can't help but smile, and it kills me to see him sad. I'm just happy when I'm around him and sad when I'm not." Ed fell backwards onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. "What's wrong with me?" He looked at Winry for some kind of answer.
"Well lets look at this from a different angle. The symptoms are, thinking about some one constantly, pet names and feeling sad when the other persons not around. Now, what does that sound like to you?" So far Ed was in stage one of trying to accept a thought he did not wish to be true. Due to this, stage one is Repression.
"It sounds like some school girl who's head over heels for some guy." The mechanic smile, Ed looked at her in confusion for a moment, then his widen in horror. "No, I am not some little school girl-"
"But you have fallen head over heels for some guy." Then stage two, Denial.
"Winry, I am not gay." He said in as firm a voice he could muster.
"Okay, so you're not gay. Love really doesn't know gender, just some ones personality. So you only 'gay' when it comes to the Colonel." Again a clam and gentle tone was needed.
'Can that be true, I mean how can I be in love with Roy of all people? Sure he's funny and takes care of me and is well- dead sexy, but he's a guy and he smells really good and I get all warm when I'm around him and…and….' Next, stage three, Enlightenment.
"Oh fuck, I'm in love with my Colonel." And finally, stage four, Acceptance. "What am I going to do!"
"Calm down, it's okay. Just think things through, there's no rush."
"Oh yes there is he's coming back tonight to look over my back and change my bandages! I don't think I can be in the same room as him and not blush!" Panicked Ed left the bed and stared pacing up and down the room.
"Just calm down.' Winry got up and grabbed the shorter blonde by the forearm. He looked up at her with distress clearly painted across his features. "It will be okay, relax." After a few deep breathes the burn victim sat back down on the edge of the bed. With suspicions confirmed the young lady left the room. Ed rested on his bed once again cuddling the white shirt. Else where, a similar discussion was taking place.
At the Hughes Residence"So, what brings you here so early on a Saturday, Roy?" Maes Hughes handed his old friend a mug filled to the brim with steaming hot coffee. The Colonel had arrived at the house about five minuets ago; he waited at the kitchen table as Gracia got her husband.
"I wasn't sure who else to go to. If I tired to talk to any one else they'd more likely than not laugh in my face." Mustang confessed as he sipped his cup of coffee.
"This wouldn't have anything to do with a certain little blonde alchemist by any chance?" Roy looked up, shocked, then chuckled.
"And your two steps ahead of me, like always. Yes, this has everything to do with Ed/" Maes sat down opposite the Colonel his own coffee cup in hand.
"Anything happen last night? Did you try to get him to fool around with you?" The sweet picture nut was gone; the cold, serious, calculative Lt. Colonel Hughes was sitting at the kitchen table. Now if it were any one other than our beloved Flame Alchemist, they should be afraid for their lives. However if on the off chance he was wrong and his friend had suckered Edo into sleeping with him then, friend or not, there would be unpleasant consequences.
"Don't get wrong, I wanted too, but no I didn't try and get him to have sex with me. We did, however eat Chinese together, cuddled, I took care of his burns and then fell asleep on me bed." Now to some this was no big deal, but for the playboy of Central it was huge.
"Wow, that's great, but I've got to ask, why? Why did you hold back from trying to sleep with him; you normal don't let anything stop you." This was the true test that would determine whether the cat eyed man lost or gained a nice pot of cash.
"I don't know, I want to sleep with him but right now if I did he would get hurt because of his sunburn. Besides I was happy and pretty satisfied just being with him and holding him. I'm afraid I might actually be…" He couldn't bring himself to say it.
"In love?" Hughes finished for him. Roy merely nodded 'Oh yes that pot is mine! I bet I can get a better camera with that much.' The loveable picture nut was back, seeing that Edo's feelings and virginity where safe, for now at least.
" Where do I go from here?" Mustang looked across the table at his oldest friend for some kind of direction.
"Well I always told you to get a good wife, but I guess a good husband will work." Maes was grinning like he was showing off a picture of his daughter.
"Please be serious, I need some help." That fact was obvious by the lost look he had.
"I am being serious. Look, it's plain to see you two love each other, hell even Havoc knows there is something between you two. Now all you have to do is tell him how you feel and so long as you don't hurt him emotionally or too bad physically any events that follow have my blessing." Roy sat there for a moment trying to decide what to do.
"Okay, I'll do it. I'll tell him I l-love him." Hughes stood and patted his friend on the back.
"There you go. Now clean yourself up, get Ed alone and tell him, try not to stutter." Mustang got up and smirked.
" Me, never. Thanks for help Meas." With all that said and done, our beloved Flame Alchemist set off, after all he had much to do and little time to pull it all off.
By the way, to say sorry for the long time to update, the next chapter will have a lemon in it. I swear on all that is yaoi.
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