AN: Thanks for the reviews! n.n

To reply on Greedy Ed: I don't know O.o does it look like another fic? If so, then damn T.T I thought I was being original… maa, I hope it is o.o

Pink Shimmer: Thanks XD I didn't know it was really a twist o.o but I'm pretty bad at writing summaries so I guess it doesn't say what's actually happening x.x… yeah O.o..

White Tiger: Thanks n.n hope you like this one!


Chapter 1

He felt really, really warm. Something was around him and he was pressed against a nice firm chest and the scent that filled his nostrils was so sweet. He felt someone kissing his neck, whispering something in his ear and caressing his cheek. He opened his eyes drowsily and looked up to see who was sleeping next to him. He saw a man with black hair and black eyes smirking down at him. And he was naked.

Ah, that's nice, he thought as he closed his eyes.

"Wait—WHAT!" Edward's eyes flew open and he scrambled out of the man's grasp, falling to the floor unceremoniously in his boxers. The man raised an eyebrow at him, but didn't say anything as Edward collected himself and stood up, eyeing the man. He gasped—he knew this guy from somewhere. That face, that smirk, that hair, those eyes… but that couldn't be. He had been on a pocket watch!

Edward vaguely remembered the curse that old man had been talking about, but what the hell? This could only be a dream. Yeah, a wet-dream, to be exact. Edward pinched himself and let out a small 'ouch'. Shit.

"Why don't you come back to bed, hm?" the man said, patting the empty space where Edward had been lying. He had to admit, it really did look inviting… but no, he couldn't! He didn't even know who he was, where he came from and what the hell he was doing in his apartment! Edward shook his head.

"W—who the hell are you!" the blonde spluttered, pointing an accusing finger at him. Again, the man raised an eyebrow in an annoying 'I'm-better-than-you' way. To his surprise, the man threw off the sheets, revealing himself in all his naked glory, and walked over to the poor frozen Edward, snaking an arm around the blonde's waist and throwing him on the bed.

"I'm only here to pleasure you, master," the black-haired man told him, kissing Edward's neck in the process and his hands wandering downwards. Edward gasped at the cold fingers and closed his eyes, whimpering. Damn, this guy was good…

"N—no, wait!" he managed to get out, pushing the man off of him. He frowned at the weird blonde, but complied anyway and sat down beside of him. "Who are you!" Edward demanded once more, before looking around. "And where are your clothes?" The man smirked slightly.

"I'm Roy Mustang and I don't have any," he replied. "What's your name?" he purred.

"I'm Edward Elric," Edward said, raising an eyebrow. Roy nodded. "How did you get in here?" he then asked. He really did need to try his best not to let his eyes fall on that toned chest, or those legs, or… well, any other part that was below his neck. He focused on his face, though not looking directly into his eyes. The man was too handsome for his own good, Edward noted.

Edward was surprised when Roy took out the pocket watch.

"Do you not own this?" he asked him. Edward blinked and nodded. So that curse…? "Then I will be here to pleasure you for two months. Now, can we get started?" he asked impatiently and a little disappointed that his new 'master' wasn't really cooperating. When Roy started to crawl over to him, Edward jumped off the bed as if it was on fire. Roy blinked in disappointment and crossed his arms, much like a child would do if he didn't get what he wanted.

"What the hell is going on here!" Edward yelled. "Am I on a hidden camera show or something?" he quickly looked around, as if to expect someone to just jump out from under the couch and yell 'psych!', but nothing came and he looked back at the too-handsome-for-words Roy. The black-haired man sighed and held up the watch once more.

"Look closely," he ordered. Edward did and narrowed his eyes, gasping. Where there had once been a man lying on the sofa, there was now nothing. Edward blinked.

"But… that can't be!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. Roy just sighed, wondering why this particular blonde boy had to be so difficult. "So you mean to tell me, that you actually came out of this watch?" Edward asked, rubbing his head. Roy nodded.

"Yes, I was cursed by a witch almost six-hundred years ago," he stated. Edward's mouth hung open.

"Six-hundred years!" he repeated, flailing his arms. Roy nodded, amused, and pulled a spluttering Edward back on the bed, stroking his chest teasingly. Edward whimpered. "W—why did she curse you?" he asked. This was all too much for him. Was this guy for real? But then, how come the watch was empty? It definitely was the same one and even if it was fake, that still wouldn't explain the fact that the guy was lying in his bed, naked.

"Because I dumped her." Edward blinked, unaware of the fact that the older man had started to place kisses on his chest and neck, until he heard himself moan loudly. Roy chuckled. "She cursed me, saying that, since I like the company of women so much, I have to spend eternity serving men." At that, Edward pushed him away.

"So, you don't like men?" he asked him, raising an eyebrow. Roy shrugged.

"Not really, but only when a man owns this, I can come out of the watch," he continued. Edward merely stared at him disbelievingly.

"That's horrible," he stated. Roy gave another small shrug.

"There's hardly anything I can do about it. When my master says I have to do something, whether it's sexually or not, the watch forces me to." Roy smirked lightly and came closer to Edward, licking his earlobe briefly. "And it does help when a man is so… pretty like you."

What followed next, Roy had never expected.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO PRETTY HE LOOKS LIKE A GIRL!" the blonde yelled, jumping up and collided heads with Roy. The cursed man flew backwards and Edward fell back on the bed, all the while screaming things like 'Bastard!' and 'Stupid asshole!'. Roy rubbed his head in irritation.

"Damn it, you don't have to explode like that," he muttered, massaging his poor aching head. Edward crossed his arms and pouted.

"Serves you right for calling me pretty," he mumbled. Roy smirked slightly and approached him again, this time reaching for Edward's loose blonde hair. The blonde blinked and finally noticed his hair wasn't in his usual braid. "Hey," he muttered, grabbing a rubber band. He was about to braid it, when a pale hand stopped him.

"I took out your braid. It's looks better like that(1)," Roy said. Edward scowled, but complied anyway.

"So, what now?" he asked. Roy shrugged.

"I'm yours. You can do whatever you want with me for two months," he replied. The blonde raised an eyebrow. Sure, who wouldn't want a personal sex-slave, especially one as hot as him? But Edward didn't want to force him to do anything, it felt too much as if he were to go to a whore to have sex or something. It just wasn't right. Especially since Roy obviously wasn't into men.

But what else was he supposed to do with the watch? Sell it? On the one hand, it was nice to have someone living with him. He had lived his whole life together with his brother, but when Alphonse had married Winry, things changed between them—they weren't together as much and Edward had felt a bit lonely… not that Roy could ever take his place, of course, but his apartment was big enough for two people. He had plenty of money, so he could easily pay for Roy as well.

And Edward did pity him slightly—the man didn't seem to have a life of his own (well, duh), so Edward could give him that. He could let Roy make his own decisions and let him be free…

Besides that, he had spent seven-hundred dollars on that blasted watch and he doubted the fact that anybody would be stupid enough to actually buy such a thing for the same amount of money.

He didn't notice it when Roy crawled up against him, practically purring as he licked Edward's neck. The blonde gave an involuntary shiver and pushed the black-haired man away.

"You'll stay here," Edward grumbled as he left the bed. "I don't expect you to… pleasure me, but you can live with me, if you want." Roy blinked, his face confused. Edward laughed shortly and rubbed the back of his head. "I mean, I don't want to force you to do anything you don't want to do, so while you're here you can just live with me. I could use a roommate anyway." Edward grinned. Roy's lips curled upwards in a small smile and nodded, stepping out of bed. Edward immediately held his hands in front of his eyes. "But we do need to get you some clothes!" he exclaimed right afterwards.

Roy just gave a small shrug and placed a small kiss on the blonde's head. Edward looked up at the much taller man and blinked.

"What was that for?" The blonde was blushing heavily. Roy's face moved forward, smirking lightly as he stopped only inches from Edward's face.

"For being so cute," he breathed, before clapping his hands over Edward's mouth so he couldn't yell at him again.

After five minutes of yelling into Roy's hands, Edward finally stopped and glared at the taller man. Roy pulled his hands away. "We have to get you some clothes," the blonde stated. Roy shrugged.

"My previous owners never bothered to give me clothes. I don't mind walking around naked," he replied. Edward's eye twitched.

"Yeah, well I do," he said. It wasn't that he minded, of course, but… it was more or less the fact that he was afraid he'd jump him. He didn't want to do that, especially when Roy didn't have a choice. Said man raised an eyebrow.

"But where will I get clothes then? I probably won't fit into yours, you're too short—"

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT HE COULDN'T EVEN WEAR BABY CLOTHES!" Roy blinked.

"I… didn't say that. You're really sensitive about your looks, aren't you?" he said, smirking at the heavily blushing Edward.

"Shut up," he muttered. "I have some clothes of my brother lying around here. He used to live with me and forgot to take some things. You'll probably fit into those—we can go shopping for clothes later on," Edward continued. "Do you… need to eat or something?" he asked. Roy shrugged.

"Yup. When I'm inside the watch I don't have to, but outside I have the same needs as anybody else." Edward nodded.

"Then I'll make some breakfast. I have to leave soon too," Edward tapped his chin thoughtfully. He didn't want to leave Roy alone… "Do you mind coming with me to my brother's birthday?" Roy shook his head. "Great!" Edward said cheerfully, before pulling on some pants and a shirt.

Roy followed him when Edward went to the other bedroom and looked at him with a frown on his face as Edward pulled out a pair of jeans and a black shirt saying 'Role model'(2). Edward had bought it for Alphonse as a joke, since the younger Elric always acted as Edward's mother. Alphonse had laughed about it, but never wore the shirt (only the first day).

"Well, you go get dressed and I'll make breakfast," Edward said cheerfully, giving the man the clothes.

He wasn't too sure about whether or not he was doing the right thing, but he shrugged off that thought. After all, Roy was a human being and he should be treated that way, right?

He couldn't help but smile—he had a feeling these two months would be very eventful.


(1) Yeah, I like Edward's hair loose too XD

(2) I have a shirt like that n.n!