Edward Elric winced as he was forced into the corset. "I can't breath damnit. How do you people expect me to sing?"
Faraman- the one who'd been put in charge of Ed's wardrobe- shrugged. "I'm sure you'll manage."
"I'm not!"
Roy stood a few feet away, leaning on the doorway.
Hissing, Ed turned a glare on the colonel. "What do you want?"
All the colonel did was shrug. "Nothing really."
"Then go away!"
Smirking, the colonel turned and left, missing the blush that found its way onto Fullmetal's face. Faraman, on the other hand, did see it. "What's the blush for?"
"NOTHING!"
"Well," the soldier started. "If you can scream, I'm sure you'll be able to sing."
This comment caused Ed to launch into a tirade of curses and insults, mostly directed at the colonel. The corset wasn't the only reason the elder Elric was having trouble breathing.
O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o
Almost half an hour later, Ed emerged form the changing room, and Roy wondered how such a violent, insane, shrimp, could turn into such a beautiful lady. Well, that wasn't fair of him, Fullmetal was beautiful, and only a fool wouldn't see that, but it was an entirely different thing seeing him in nice clothes and with a chest.
All right, that wasn't fair either. Frankly, the colonel liked the travel-worn coat and black jacket. If he wanted to be truthful, the dressed up Ed looked like a doll off a self, not real at all, not the person he knew so well...
He was not going to add 'and loved.' He was NOT.
"Alright then," he cleared his throat quickly. "Now that Fullmetal has joined us in his, oh, I mean, her, costume, we're ready to start...the play."
We're doomed, was his single thought as everyone scurried off, and Ed spared one glance at him before taking his place. And I most off all.
O.0.O.0.O.0.O.o
Hughes was wheeled out in a wheelchair to sing the prologue, which resulted in the broken chandelier rising up. Peeking from behind the curtains, Ed was shocked to see so many people. He fell back slightly, and wished he could be anywhere else, in clothes that weren't so damn tight. "You alright, Fullmetal?"
"Yes! I'm fine!" He snapped back at Roy. "You know, beside the fact I can't breath, let alone sing-"
"But you can yell fine..."
"Shut up!"
Roy smirked. "I think you need to get on stage soon."
"Oh SHIT!"
Ed managed to get on stage only a few moments behind his cue. Through the fact that Ed could not wear any reveling clothing- well, more reveling than necessary- and that he couldn't dance to save his life, they had edited out the scene where he had to dance. Instead, they just skipped the song and had the managers walk in.
Quite suddenly, Ed found himself in front of a vast array of people, and expected to sing... IN A CORSET! Life was so unfair. Trying to take a deep breath- which was impossible frankly- he began the first song.
Think of me...
Think of me fondly
When we've said goodbye
Remember once and a while
Please promise me you'll try
I am not thinking about him when I sing this, he snapped silently. I wouldn't want him to think of me! God no! I hate him thinking of me when I'm here because that means he's plotting ways to annoy me.
Don't think about the way things might have been
Think of me
Think of me waking
Silent and resigned
Imagine me trying
Too hard to put you from my mind
Might have been? There was no might have been... there's a might BE... wait! No, there's not that either! And I do not wake up with thoughts of him... I do not have to put him form my mind because he was never there!
There will never be a day
When I won't think of you!
Well, that's true, but only because I have to worry about my report to him, or what he'd say to me when I returned... What new sly comment he'd make... That's the only reason I think of him at all! The only one!
Sighing as the song came to an end at last (one down... many more to go) he slipped behind the curtain while they changed the scene. When all was in readiness, he slipped back out, Roy's voice echoing behind him as the prologue to Angel of Music. Moments later Armstrong flexed his way onto the stage, calling "Christine!"
Ed winced as the major noticed him and began to sing.
Where in the world have you been hiding?
Really, you were perfect,
I only wish I knew your secret,
Who is your great tutor?
Halfway through his lines, Armstrong ripped his shirt off and flexed, sparkles glistening in the air around him. Sighing, Ed rested his head on his hand, before starting on his part.
Father once spoke of an angel...
I used to dream he'd appear
Now as I sing I can sense him
And I know he's here
Yes, here, though I wish he'd be anywhere BUT here because since he is here, that means that in almost two hours time...I'll...I'll... And I wish he'd disappear!
Stories like this can't come true
Christine you're talking in riddles
And it's not like you
Can't they come true? I wish they could sometimes...The mother would be here and our bodies would be restored and none of this would be happening!
O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o
Roy flexed his gloved hand as he waited for his entrance. Ed really did sing beautifully, and anyone not applauding him was deaf or an idiot...
Ok, so he'd admit it, Ed was beautiful, wonderful, yes, short and short-tempered, but that just made him all the more real. And so unlikely to ever look at him in any way other than as his damn colonel. Damnit. He couldn't help loving him, he was never asked if he wanted to fall in love with the alchemist, but love so rarely ask...
And damnit, he nearly missed his cue.
Insolent boy
This slave of fashion
Basking in your glory
Ignorant fool
This brave young suitor
Sharing in my triumph
O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o
Ed shivered when he heard Roy's voice drift from the curtains.
So the man has a great singing voice, so what?
See why in shadows I hide
Look at your face in the mirror
I am there inside!
Shadows? He does tend to hide his plans doesn't he? Twist things around...
I am your angel of music
Come to me angel of music!
Hughes voice sounded from he other side of the door, but neither Roy nor Ed heard it...as they were meant not to.
In sleep he sang to me
In dreams he came
That voice that calls to me
And speaks my name
And do I dream again
For now I find
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside my mind
Inside every waking thought of these last months, and it's all his damn fault!
Sing once again with me
Our strange duet
My power over you
Grows stronger yet
And though you turn form me to glance behind
The phantom of the opera
Is there inside your mind
He has no power over me... does he? NO! He has none!
Those who have seen your face
Draw back in fear
I am the mask you wear
Does he use me as a mask to hide from the Futhrer and all the others?
It's me they hear
Your sprit and my voice
In one combine
Do we combine? Do we work together? Or does he just use me...
The phantom of the opera is there
Inside my mind
In all your fantasies you always knew
That man and mystery
WHAT FANTASIES?
Were both in you
And in this labyrinth
Where night is light
The phantom of the opera is there
Sing my angel of music
Sing for me!
And here I am, singing for him... no, wait, not for him! It's for my job! My job damnit!
Already, the colonel had moved on to the song that Ed dreaded the second most, Music of the Night. Slowly Roy began to sing, his voice soft, wrapping around the room like a blanket that one wanted to curl up in...
Ed found himself being drawn to Roy as he sang, motioning with his hands to accent his words. Motioning for Ed to follow him into the darkness...Not that Ed would!
Close your eyes and surrender
To your darkest dreams
Purge your thoughts
Of the life you knew before
Life I knew before? Would that mean with Al and mom or before this damn play? Do I care?
Secretly posses you
Open up your mind
Let your fantasies unwind
I have no fantasies! Not with him!
Let your mind start a journey
To a strange new world
Leave all thoughts
Of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you
Were you long to be
Only then
Can you belong to me
I don't belong to you, I don't want to...But slowly Ed edged toward Roy, let him embrace him as he sang, not caring that if he was in his sane mind he would never let the colonel touch him, but right now it felt so good and warm and he was happy there...
O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o
Pretending to have fainted, Ed was laid out on the bed, and after Hawkeye was able to slap Breda, who was playing Bouquet, rose, singing. He inched toward Roy before taking the mask off. That caused the man to explode into fury. Ed knew it was all acting, but the colonel really did look angry.
Stranger than you dreamt it
Can you even bare to look
Or dare to think of me
This loathsome gargoyle
Who burns in hell
But secretly yearns for heaven
I remember now, the war, the people he had to kill... he believes he should burn for that like he burned them...but he shouldn't...
Gently, Ed reached out a hand to rest it on Roy's shoulder, almost forgetting to give him the mask.
"Come. We must return."
O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o
Staggering off the stage into the waiting darkness of backstage, Ed gasped for breath, replying the play over in his mind, the feel of the colonel's embrace, the want to ease his pain away as he sang of hell and his burning...
"Full metal? Are you alright?" Roy crept up behind him as the first notes of "Notes" drifted through the curtains.
"Yes! I'm fine! Really!" The alchemist gasped, hand on his chest, as he took deep gulps of air.
"You don't look fine..."
"I am! Thanks for asking though! I'm perfectly alright!" Ed shook his head, as he tried to breath.
"Maybe you should get out of that corset..."
"And have Faraman KILL me? I'll take my chances with suffocation."
The colonel paused, frowning. "If you're sure..."
"I AM! NOW GO AWAY!"
Looking as if he'd been slapped, the colonel turned and walked away very quickly. Panting still, but able to almost breath finally, Ed hung his head. "Oh... god... -if you are up there, which I doubt- what did I just do?"
This chapter was 6 pages long... whee, I havethis rooster, and he's black and very dominate, and guess what I named him? Roy. And the name suits him so well, and he struts around in a royish manner... its great... and I get to yell at him a lot!
Review time!
But since I worte our answers, and then had all of them deleted(and I really want to post this as soon as possible) ... I'll just say this to the general reviewing public:
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR REVIEWS! You all get chocolate cake! Thank all of you for saying how much you liked this, and how funny, ect. you thought it was. It made me feel very loved. And sorry for takign so long to update... eheehee... I feel kinda bad for making you wait so long... and for those who wished me well in Hawaii, it was great and I saw turtles, dolphins and an octopus (in the wild) and it was fun. I even got to see FMA while there... they showed i think 23 or something... I saw three in that area...and bought FMA vol 2... made me happy. And for all those eagery awaiting the kiss, at least another chapter before that with the kiss if all goes acording to plan.
crazykitsune17: just had to tell you ff screwed up my periods and paragraphs in the last chapter, so I'll go back and fix that soon, so thanks for pointing that out to me...i got mad at the server for messign it up
And to those who can't find any roy/ed (one person told me they couldn't) I recomend
archive. toukakoukan. com
the slash archives on this site is HUGE
Thanks again for reading... and reviewing!