Forever dedicated to my little cheesecake, Sarah Lee.

I hope this revives your passion for writing.

Chapter 1 Affair… With the Cheese

He never thought he'd find himself doing it.

You know, something like creeping up in the middle of the night towards the cookie jar. The only other twist was the fact Edward wasn't aiming for a midnight dessert but for the delicious lump of cheesecake sitting on the kitchen counter since twelve noon.

At first he hadn't agreed to the whole 'holiday thing' with Taisa and all. But man, that cheesecake looked delicious.

His fingers twitched and his golden eyes danced as he stared at the grooves of the cake. The icing sat menacingly upon the slice and slid precariously over the strands of cheese. His palm felt wet. He was so worked up.

He saw a melted curl of cream slide down the cheesecake and into a glob on the plate. What a waste! He stomped forward, recklessly ceasing his careful approach.

Seeing the cheesecake so close was so mesmerising. His hands wavered upon the delicacy and there was a brief connection with the piece of food. He wanted it so badly. But it didn't seem to want to be eaten so much.

So he decided to play with his food.

He tugged on a strand of cheese and slurped the relatively long piece. He probed the cake and snatched a corner he eagerly licked off his thumb and pointer finger. He had never crave for anything more. Ever. He closed his eyes and savoured what left could be mustered of the taste.

He lifted the cake onto his hands and bit it. Placing it back down on the counter, he did a merry little jig. Turning around to meet the joy once again, he narrowed his eyes. He lazily swiped at the cheesecake but his fingers only brushed the blushing cherry on top.

"Huh?"

"Hungry, Fullmetal Chibi?" A voice taunted.

Edward growled. "Give. It. Back. And who… who. Are. You. Calling. A. Person. So. Small. They. Could. Drown. In. Apieceofcherrysplodgethat OH MY GOSH!"

He gaped as Taisa scooped down the leftovers of the cake in his mouth. The elder man munched it adoringly. "Mmmhmpfft. Tastes good." Edward gaped.

Edward had bit that cake.

Surely Taisa would have sent he dents his flirting with the cheesecake caused.

Now the cheesecake was gone, Edward noticed Roy was shirtless. And that he, himself, was wearing a pair of dorky bunny pyjamas. He flushed and for some reason slipped off his night shoes as if he didn't want to be humiliated any more. Roy shrugged to himself and turned around to walk back into his bedroom.

With dismay, Edward kicked his bunny slippers over to his room and sat on his bed. He wished he was with Al.

He remembered those faint two weeks ago. He had said goodbye to his little brother. He was going on a journey on his own now. Especially after the trouble Edward had got himself into… he almost died. One without the other.

"Edward! You idiot! You absolute bastard idiot! Y-you… you're really an idiotic, friggin' bitch!" Roy shouted at him as Edward curled himself deeper into his hospital quilt. Blood escaped through bandages and stained the white.

"Go away." He mumbled.

Roy stifled another row and rigidly exited.

Edward blushed.

"Edward." Al slid meekly beside his brother. His metal armour seemed cold and stiff despite it being… already cold and stiff. "Edward. I think I have to go now. Remember what Taisa, you and I discussed? I'm going by myself now… to find the philosopher's stone. Edward… I don't want you to be hurt… or get hurt… anymore. Look at you." His voice was rapidly growing faster as his brother's eyes widened in desperation, his mouth curled in hate. If it wasn't for the tight bandages around Edward's back, he would have leapt at Al. How could he leave? All by his own? How could he leave without him?

Edward shifted uneasily on his bed and he slowly crept under the blankets. Relaxing, he sunk into the mattress as a tear settled upon the surface of his eye. Considering, should it drop and tell.

That night, a weird dream haunted his mind. Taisa was eating cheesecake… and it gets sicker. Al was eating cats. Edward thought he loved them. And he himself was eating… or perhaps drinking his own blood. It was so wrong but fascinating as the desire to interpret the possible vision over took him.

Or perhaps it was a sign of the turmoil boiling up within him…

His insecurities, his losses and… what he never thought happen could happen during the next month…

"… on holiday. Edward, you're going for a holiday! With Taisa. You won't be alone. It's one month. It's… a break. And I'm sure… from what Taisa has told me… you'll have fun and…" This was when Al smiled especially. "… You'll find out a lot of things you would never thought you would."

Confused at the thought as Edward lay wide awake in bed, he smiled. He wasn't so sure about the whole Roy thing. What could have Al meant… and he dang still wanted that cheesecake. For that moment, he clung onto the one and only piece of hope he could believe in.

"Brother, I promise you, I'll visit!"