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A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Sorry that it's taken a while to get this out.

Obsidian and Gold

Theme Three: After One Year

Ed hated being taken out to dinner.

"If that guy over there keeps staring at me, I'm going to -"

"Sit, Fullmetal."

Edward glared across the table at Roy. "I hate when you do that. Use my title as an order."

Roy smirked. Edward's scowl grew.

"You obey it though, don't you?" Lifting up his wine glass to take a sip, he noticed as Ed looked away.

"Why did you insist we come here tonight?" he grumbled, leaning back in his chair. He looked like a whiny little boy, and Roy had to chuckle at the sight.

"We always eat at home. I thought for tonight we could do something a little more special."

"I think you just wanted to see me suffer," Ed complained. "You get me all dressed up, then you take me out to eat where people will stare at me -"

"That's because you're making a scene."

"Shut-up. You owe me for this."

"Hmm," Roy smirked. "And why is that. You're not paying for anything; you're getting a free meal. A really expensive and high class meal."

"You still owe me. I would have enjoyed take-out ten times more than this. But no, you wanted to do something special."

"It has been a year, Edward," Roy replied. Ed didn't say anything else as dessert arrived, and he dug in quickly. Roy contemplated a moment before he too dug his spoon in, less heartily than Ed had.

Ed was more than halfway through his dessert when a spoon full of chocolate ice cream and whip cream was put in front of his face. He looked up to see Roy, eyes darker than usual and the cocky grin missing.

"I'll tell you what," Roy remarked, spoon still held in front of Edward. Ed looked into those eyes and wondered what his lover was up to. "Since you suffered through all this, you can have your wicked way with me later, free range to do anything you'd like."

Edward couldn't stop the gleeful grin that spread across his face. "Anything?" he asked. Roy gave a small nod. Edward smiled, leaning forward finally to take the offered spoon, his eyes never breaking contact with Roy's.

A/N: Between my dad being in and out of the hospital, and me with my own illness, it's taken some time to actually sit down and write this. The ending with the spoon was a sudden wicked inspiration. Hoep you all liked it.