Disclaimer: Yeah. I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist because 1. I can't draw and 2. I am not as cool as Hiromu.

YES! I DID FINALLY UPDATE! AREN'T YOU JUST EXCITED?

Roy's Point of View

I awoke to find the sun beaming in, and for a moment, I had no idea where I was. Then, last night hit me in the face.

Whoa. Yeah.

I sat up in the bed, taking in the night. I couldn't believe what had happened. I rubbed my head and searched for my clothes, only coming across my pants and jacket. I slipped them on and thought, "Where could my shirt have gone?"

I walked down the hallway, buttoning my jacket up in the cool morning air. Had Edward ever heard of turning on the heat?

It was in the kitchen where I discovered where my shirt had gone to. Edward had pulled it on over his boxers and was proceeding to make me breakfast. He spun around at me and smiled, "Good morning, sunshine."

I grinned and pointed at him, "That's my shirt."

"Hmm, that's funny," he turned around and continued stirring whatever it was he was making, "I think I'm the one wearing it."

"I don't think that justifies it, Edo."

"Shut up." He grabbed my neck and pulled me down to him, locking his lips on mine. "Your lips are much better at that."

I smiled at him and sat down at his table. Studying my surroundings, I discovered that the young Fullmetal Alchemist was a tidy person, far tidier that I would ever be. He had a nice place to live in, too. I guess he didn't waste his money. He set a plate in front of me, filled with all sorts of breakfast foods.

"Eat," he said demandingly, "You eat nothing but shit."

I smiled at him as I stuck a fork into a pancake, ripping a piece from the rest. I studied it and then jested, "Hm…should I trust the food that comes from a shrimp? I don't think shrimp are supposed to cook, I think that they're supposed to be cooked."

He smacked me and I grinned larger as he began to scream. "I MAKE YOU BREAKFAST AND ALL YOU CAN DO IS MAKE FUN OF HOW TALL I AM AND HOW I CAN'T COOK? EAT THE FUCKING PANCAKE YOU BASTARD!"

I felt the smile grew as another insult bubbled up. "Oh, don't worry Fullmetal," his eye twitched slightly, "I'm not making fun of how tall you are, I'm making fun of how short you are."

"GODDAMNIT MUSTANG IS THIS THE THANKS I GET FOR LAST NIGHT?"

It was my turn to blush and his turn to smirk. "Hah!" He put his fists on his hips and looked down on me. "I win."

There wasn't anything I could say to win, so I shoved the cake into my mouth. "Whoa…" I chewed. This was amazing. Where did he learn to cook like this?

"This is what I do at night. Didn't ya' hear," he smiled at me, "alchemy was born in the kitchen."

I took another bite and he sat down to his own plate. "I have to admit, Fullmetal," I smirked again, here came a rant, I could see it coming a mile away, "These pancakes are good," he smiled, how naïve, "for a midget."

He stood up, nearly knocking the table over, "MUSTANG I OUTTA STRANGLE YOU! WHO ARE YOU CALLING A MIDGET SO SMALL THAT HE CAN'T MAKE PANCAKES IN RISK OF FALLING THE BATTER?" He calmed down after a few minutes. "Anyway, you just slept with that midget." He grinned, cue me blushing. He took a bite of bacon and sat back down. He eyed my arms and I looked at him questioningly, one eyebrow raising above the other.

"Why are you wearing that jacket?"

I put one finger up. "One, Edward, it is freezing in here." I said, shivering a bit at the word and lifting a second finger, "Two, its common decency, I'm not gonna eat shirtless, I'm too irresistible, you wouldn't be able to contain yourself."

"Get over yourself," he grabbed a grape off his plate and stuck it into his mouth. "You know it's you that couldn't contain yourself over me." Edward swallowed the grape and looked at me, "I'm too sexy."

I snickered. "Right…"

He looked up at me and took my plate. "Take that back, or no food."

"Take what back?"

"That."

I sighed; I was definitely not going to win this one. "Edward, you're awesomely sexy."

He pushed the plate back to me and smiled. He won again. "You're on a losing streak today, Taisa, maybe you should stay home from work."

I stood up and glanced at the clock. "SHIT!" I grabbed my head and Edward continued to sit calmly.

"Sit down, Roy."

"I'M GONNA BE LATE FOR WORK!" I ran into the bedroom and searched for my shoes, "HAWKEYE IS GONNA KILL ME—"

Edward walked into the hallway as I tried to make my way for the door. "Shut up, Taisa, it's Friday, you don't go in 'till one."

"Oh, right…wait!" I walked up to him and looked down on him, "How did you know that?"

"I'm awesomely sexy, remember?"

I chuckled and he kissed me.