Still rated M for mature.

Yaoi, EdxRoy

-Xiaoqi

Thank You –Chapter three

Golden rays of sunshine shone through the curtains, pouring into Roy Mustang's bedroom. Two figures could be made out in the light; one person under bed covers, and another just getting up. The colonel rolled over and picked himself up into a sitting position at the other end of the bed. Before gathering up his clothes, Roy turned his head to the now stirring blond teen.

Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric, moaned. One; because it was morning, two; because he was still half asleep and talking to himself, and three; because there was now a small draft coming in from the blankets making him feel very uncomfortable and cold. Edward shivered under the covers as his eyelids fluttered open, his vision still hazy from sleep.

"Edward, I see that you're awake."

"Uh…? Taisa…?" groaned the boy as a sharper image came into focus. "What're you doing here?"

Colonel Mustang flashed a teasing smile. "What am I doing in my own house? That's a rather foolish question." A creak and groan of bedsprings sounded as Roy stood up to pull on the pants of his military uniform. "What do you think?"

A sudden rush of memories of the night before flooded Ed's mind. Only then was he fully aware that he was laying in Roy Mustang's bed –and with no articles of clothing on whatsoever under the blankets. So last night he had slept with the colonel, not really meaning to. No, he didn't just sleep with Roy; he probably had sex with him as well. The word 'probably' didn't fit into that sentence. What other way could he explain laying in the colonel's bed with absolutely nothing on, including his boxers? Something he thought never would happen. Losing his virginity to that loud-mouthed bastard whom took so much pride and glee into torturing him about his height. But it did happen. A dull blush crept up into Edward's cheeks as he reached for his heap of clothes at the end of the bed.

Taisa had already gotten up. "I'm taking a shower. You should get ready, Edward. We're leaving for Central HQ soon." He walked out of the room in his pants, his coat swinging in his arms as he headed for the bathroom. There was a squeak of a tap, then the whoosh sound of running water. Edward sat up in bed, reminiscing about the pervious night. Everything that had happened was still clear as a diamond in his head.

Roy, of course, had made the first move, then they had both gotten undressed in a very short period of time. Then they had sex, which was unlike anything Edward had ever experienced, and then he had fallen asleep in Roy's arms. The young blond alchemist finally had the sense to shake his head, and start pulling on some clothes. It was hard to get the thoughts out of his head. He still remembered the colonel's scent… something of charcoal, cologne, and maybe, mingled with a hint of dried roses? That along with all of the sweat from that night. Roy really was professional. Edward had seen and felt it, literally.

He almost wished that Roy would come back and go into bed with him again. But why the hell was he so attracted to Mustang? Fuck it. Said a small voice in the back of his head sounding annoyed. Well, that would've been interesting. Maybe that's what he wanted. Mustang is professional... That really was quite pleasurable. "Shut up." Edward mumbled to himself as more thoughts floated through his head, each more lecherous than the last.

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"Niisan!" Alphonse's voice trailed out from the open door of Roy's office.

Edward lifted his head to look at his younger brother as Roy shuffled into the room looking apparently… well, pissed. He had been held up that damned Hughes once again with many more photos of his daughter Elycia. Mustang, you have got to see this! Look at Elycia! Isn't she just so precious hugging that teddy bear? That man really pissed him off sometimes, but he had a good heart.

Roy marched back to his desk, slouching in a very old-ish manner. He sat back in his power chair sighing. "Fullmetal, I trust that you will have your reports in by Monday." Mustang chortled, giving no hint that he had actually slept with Edward the night before, to Ed's relief.

The door burst open as Havoc came rambling in. "Edward Elric, the Fuhrer requests to see you." He stood up straight, panting, as he had obviously just ran down the length of the hall.

Edward raised his eyebrows. "Yeah, ok. Al, d'you want to come?"

"Sure, Niisan."

As the two Elric brothers made their way out, Edward reached out a hand and closed the door. The clanking sound of Alphonse's armour could be heard from the office. Roy put his feet up on the desk before speaking again.

"So, the Fuhrer has requested to see just Fullmetal, eh?"

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Roy found out that he missedthe overactiveblond teen when he arrived home by himself late that that night. He wanted Edward. The colonel knew he ought to hook up permanently with a woman. A woman, damnit, not some vertically-challenged teenage amputee. Still, as inexperienced as Edward was, his touch and kiss were delicious, pleasurable, arousing, and many other words that the colonel could not find to explain this. Roy Mustang yawned, then drowsily slid his fingers through his raven-wing black tresses, ruffling them, giving him the distinct look of some bleary-eyed grizzly. He trudged into the bathroom, tugged off his blue military coat and tossed it unceremoniously out of the room, and onto the floor. Staring into the mirror mounted on the wall, Roy grimaced.

He looked… old. Twenty-nine going on thirty. Twenty-nine… what a damned number. Consisted of ten letters, three syllables, two words, and a hyphen in between.

Roy finally dragged himself into his bedroom, toppling down, still with his shirt and pants on into the bed. He pulled up the covers; the same ones that Ed had slept in with him just last night.

A flash of green and black zoomed up, wrapping its arms around Edward's already weakened figure.

"Goddamnit, don't you dare hurt him!" Roy franticly searched his pockets for his spark gloves, finding none. "Shit…"

The homunculus, Envy, smirked, revealing his teeth. "I see that I have hit a soft spot, Colonel." Envy pulled his arms tighter, shorts gasps now coming from the blond in his clutches. Edward's air supply was being cut off, and it felt like his ribs were being crushed, but that didn't stop him from trying. The teen managed to clap his hands together softly, transmuting his automail to make a sharp blade protrude from the top of it.

The shapeshifter realized what was happening, and released Edward, but not before landing a hard punch into the blond alchemist's stomach, making his frame lurch backwards and land with a soft 'thud' on his back.

Ed smirked ever so slightly, as he wiped a thin trail of blood that was coming from his mouth with a hand. He got up, automail arm in front to protect himself. "Is that all you've got, Envy?" The boy charged at the green haired homunculus, with a low growl forming at the bottom of his throat.

The next scene was fast. Envy had stuck his arm out, it turning into some kind of sharpened weapon. He thrust it hard into the teen's abdomen, drawing blood, and lots of it. The red liquid started down the shapshifter's arm, then started pooling on the ground, around both figures. The one paralyzed still, and the other grinning widely.

Edward's eyes were wide with shock, as Envy pulled out his arm, letting the blond drop to the floor onto his knees. "Whoops… I seem to have overdone it."

The flame alchemist could not have hated anyone else more at that moment, nor could he have hated himself more. He could do nothing, he was a wet match (as much as he hated to admit it) without his spark gloves, or anything to draw his alchemy circle on his hand. He hated himself for not being able to do anything but stand there and watch Edward Elric, the famous Fullmetal Alchemist be murdered at the hands of some artificial human being.

Envy was off, quickly turning and escaping the building, probably to go back to Lust, Gluttony, and the others to be able to tell them that he had finally finished off that Fullmetal Pipsqueak.

Roy quickly rushed over the teen's side, praying that he wasn't dead just yet, that he wouldn't die, even though it was lost hope. "Edward? Edward! Are you ok? Can you hear me?" He franticly lifted the boy up from the ground and into his quavering arms. "Edward?"

"Urgh… Roy?" the young state alchemist's eyes were closed, yet he could still speak.

"I'm sorry…" A tear dropped from the older man's onyx colored eyes, falling onto the boy's bloodstained coat.

Roy moaned uncomfortably. He opened his coal orbs, his eyes, hair, and head feeling wet. It had been a nightmare... Had he been crying in his sleep?

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NYAH! I finally finished! Sorry for the crappo ending. I was originally going to make it longer, but then my brain just went like pffffft and decided to die on me. Ah, oh well. Poor Taisa here was having a nightmare about our favorite pint sized alchemist. Aw… Sorry for the long wait of this chapter. I'm only allowed on the computer on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays so… yeah. I'm pretty happy though. I got my term one report card back this week, and I had gotten A+ is all subjects except in Language Arts. Ah, oh well. Can't be perfect. Reviews for this chapter will be greatly appreciated, as goes for all the chapters! Chapter 4 will be a coming… soon, I guess. I wanted to follow Roy mainly in this chapter. That's why so much is focused on him!