I've finally gotten my first flame. Just to let that person know, I don't care. I will continue to write my EdxRoy fluff. So get a life.

And thank you all for the kind reviews! I'm glad you all like the stuff so far!

(Start)

The Fullmetal Alchemist grew tense when the Colonel locked the door behind him. And he was already worked up. The bastard.

Eyeing Roy suspiciously, Edward took a seat on the couch and nearly sighed at the plush cushions. It was just perfect for his abused bottom. The trains were lacking in quality lately. "I didn't get to finish my report, Colonel. So-"

"Mmm. Not to worry. I just need a moment of your time." Roy took a seat beside Edward and grabbed his braid gently, making the younger man turn around so his back was facing Roy.

"Don't you have paperwork to do or something?" The blonde muttered as he looked at the wall in front of him with a scowl.

Pulling the red tie out of Edward's hair, Roy combed his fingers through the thick hair in slow gentle motions. "You looked tense."

Whatever Edward was about to say was lost in his sigh of happiness. It felt wonderful to have somebody comb through your hair like that and then rub your scalp at the places where the hair pulled a bit too tight. "Nnnghh."

"Anyway, one of my men already told me that you managed to keep the town mostly intact." The Colonel chuckled as Edward's head fell back and the golden orbs became hidden behind eyelids.

"One of your men? Hnn- why do I need to, -ah, right there- report to you when you already know what's going on?" Edward was a bit peeved, but Mustang was treating him to a head massage, just this once, he could afford to just be annoyed about it.

"Formalities." Roy murmured as he redid the braid, stopping to pull out a small knot every now and then. "There. Done. Feel better?"

Edward was content to sit in that position for a moment longer before leaning forwards and standing up. "I've been better." He grinned and rolled his shoulders, showing Mustang that he was grateful, even if his words didn't say it.

Roy stood, his smirk firmly in place. "Your welcome, Fullmetal. I expect that report by tomorrow morning."

"Mmn." Edward mock saluted and trotted out the door. He wasn't so tense anymore.

(End)

Bad ending, I know. But I wanted to keep it short. So nyeh. Please feed a hungry authoress!