A/N: I've been meaning to write something about Hughes and Roy for a long time now, and it's about time I did. The idea hit me last night. I hope you enjoy.

Friendship between Hughes and Roy

My Friend

Sighing, Roy took a seat at his desk, removing his hat and running a hand through his hair. Damnit. Of all times, Hughes had to die now. When Roy heard about Hughes' death, he didn't believe it. At first, he thought it was some practicle joke played by someone who didn't like him. But then, when it really sunk in that Maes Hughes had been killed in the line of duty, he was overcome by sadness.

Roy and Hughes had been friends since Roy had joined the military. Recently after he obtained his state alchemist licence, the war in Ishbal started and he was called out.

It was horrible. Killing those people threw Roy into a deep depressed state, and so, Hughes had been there to pull him out of it. If it hadn't been for Hughes, he probably wouldn't be alive. Sadly, he turned and stared at the phone. He half expected it to start ringing and it would be Hughes on the other line, bragging about his perfect family.

Roy stared at the phone, glaring at it. Waiting for it to ring. After twenty minutes of glaring at it, he gave up. His best friend was dead and that was something he would slowly have to come to terms with. There wasn't anything that could bring him back.

As he turned to look down at his papers, he found a picture of a recent crime scene. Apparently someone had tried human alchemy and failed. It was a gruesome scene indeed. Luckily, the military had been called in before a Homunculous could be born.

What was that idea of human transmutation? It must be ten years now since I've thought of it.

Roy started to tap his pen on the desk, trying to recall his theory of human alchemy. He sighed at himself, and turned his gaze over at the permission forms and documents he had half a mind to read. He missed hearing the phone ring while he was in the middle of work. He missed having his friend flashing pictures of his daughter in his face while he was trying to read. He missed having Hughes barge into his office and start talking about whatever seemed to interest him. Despite the fact that they both had a lot of work to do.

"You're gonna need someone to work under you. Push you to the top."

Hughes was a good person. Too good a person. He was too nice to be caught up in this. He had a family and people who loved him. Then again, if he thought about it that way, no one should be caught up in the military's plans.

But we all are, and we have to live with it.

Unconsciously, he picked up the phone and started dialing before he realized where he was calling.

Hughes' house.

He imedietly hung up the phone. With a sigh, he turned to look out the window. Hughes was right; he really did need more friends.

At that thought, his eyes trailed back to the phone. He heard FullMetal was in town for a while. Picking up the phone, he dialed.

"Yes," he said as soon as a woman asnwered, asking whom he'd like to contact. "Patch me though to the FullMetal Alchemist Edward Elric."

The phone line clicked before it started to ring again. "Hello..?" came a groggy voice at the end of the line.

"Hello FullMetal," Roy said, knowing the teenager was probably still half asleep.

"Colonel!" he cried, instantly awake. "Why are you calling me this late at night?"

Roy sighed. "Edward, would you like to go out and get a dink with me?"

There was a long hesitation at the end of the line. "Colonel..." he said slowly. "Are you hitting on me?"

"No!" Roy snapped. "I just need someone to drink with."

Edward sighed. "I think I'm a little underage Roy."

Roy shrugged. "You'd be surprised how easily you can get into places if you flash your silver watch."

Edward hesitated again. "So you want me to sit with you and watch you get drunk?"

"Yup."

Edward sighed. "Where do you want to meet?" He asked, knowing all too well what Roy must be going through.

"Meet me at the Raven's Claw in fifteen minutes." He said, before hanging up the phone and grabbing his jacket. He hesitated, glancing down at a picture of Hughes and Roy in their earlier years. He smiled, before turning and heading towards the door.