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Chapter 2
Edward's brother only lived a couple of blocks from the blonde, but they still took the car since it was pouring cats and dogs. He knew it was over exaggerated, to live so nearby each other, but him and Alphonse had grown up together and probably had a much better bond than any other siblings had and Edward knew he couldn't bare to live any further apart from him. Alphonse felt the same way, he had told him.
He briefly glanced over at Roy who was sitting in the passenger's seat and frowned—he still didn't believe the whole thing completely. It was unexplainable, honestly, a man cursed by a witch? It was too weird.
There were, of course, weird things—the watch, for instance. It was true that the image of the man had disappeared from the thing and that Roy looked exactly like the engraved man. He couldn't deny that fact, though he still firmly believed that there must be some kind of scientific explanation for that. After all, science explained everything, right? There were no witches, or curses or any of that sort of absurd things.
Though… the watch was exactly the same as the day before, save for the front. The words inside the watch were also there, the date was there—everything was the same. And still he found it hard to believe that the man was telling the truth.
What if he was some kind of lunatic who raped people? That had been the first impression Roy had given him anyway—harassing him while he was still sleeping! And the watch which could make him do stuff his master would order him to? Pff. In the words of his friend and sister-in-law: 'As if!'.
And yet… he felt as if the black-haired man was telling the truth, weird as that may sound. And a part of him believed it was all true.
After all, he's letting him stay in his apartment, he's letting him live with him… isn't that proof enough for him that he actually does believe him? Either that, or he was just going crazy. Edward didn't even want to know anymore.
Luckily for him though, Roy had stopped harassing him when he had told him that Roy didn't have to 'pleasure' him, as he had put it, though the occasion was so tempting for the blonde. He had to use every ounce of self-control he had to refrain himself from saying 'fuck me now, you sexy bastard'. Which he could never say with a straight face anyway, because it was just too weird to order someone like that.
… Anyway.
They arrived only two minutes after they had left and Edward pulled the black car over. When the blonde had showed Roy the vehicle, he was half expecting Roy to jump up and yell 'what the hell is that!', but the black-haired man had told him that he had seen cars before, though they had been far older than this one, of course.
"Well, this is it!" Edward declared. "Oh, Roy?" he said hurriedly, after knocking on the door. Roy raised an eyebrow questioningly. "Please don't tell anyone that you came out of a pocket watch and tried to rape me last night." Said man chuckled lightly and nodded, just in time since the door opened, revealing a young, blonde man. He resembled Edward a lot, Roy noticed, though he hair was slightly longer and in a loose pony-tail and he was slightly taller, though more slender.
"Nii-san!" Alphonse squealed happily, promptly glomping the blonde which sent them both flying backwards on the pavement. Edward groaned, though he wasn't complaining at their usual greeting.
"Happy birthday Aru!" he yelled in his ear excitedly.
"Thanks Nii-san!" Alphonse yelled right back at him and they both burst out in laughter. Roy just raised an eyebrow at the display, but couldn't help but smile at the two siblings. They were still so young and innocent, both of them, hugging each other like that. Roy flushed slightly when Alphonse was still lying on top of Edward, hugging him and giggling—honestly, even the straightest of men couldn't help but blush at two girly boys—brothers even—lying on top of each other like that.
He quickly looked away when Edward kissed Alphonse's cheek.
It was then that Alphonse noticed the stranger standing in front of his door, looking rather uncomfortably at the two of them. The younger Elric blinked and got off of his brother, coughing slightly as he took on a more mature posture.
"Hello, I'm Alphonse Elric," he said, smiling. "Are you my brother's boyfriend?" Edward's mouth flew open. Roy just stayed calm as he answered the question.
"No, I'm not."
"HELL NO!"
"What makes you think that?"
"ALPHONSE! How can you even ask that! You don't go around asking people stuff like that!" Alphonse blinked innocently.
"Now that you mention it, he isn't really your type, huh? You usually go for blonde," he said, tapping his chin.
"Aru," Edward growled, warningly. Alphonse just shrugged.
"What? It's not like I don't know about your sexuality. I even knew before you did. Remember I had to push you in that closet with Russel so you could finally get some action?"
"ARU!" Edward hollered. He had turned bright red and Roy was simply smirking at him—Edward made a mental note to tell Roy that he was never, ever allowed to hold anything that had been said about him at the party against him. Especially the things Alphonse said.
"How did you know Edward was gay?" Roy asked curiously, though with a hint of a smirk on his face. Edward gasped. Alphonse smirked.
"Well—"
"I'm warning you, Alphonse Elric!" It didn't have any effect.
"—He accidentally fell on top of this very pretty woman and grabbed—"
"Alphonse, one more word and I'll—"
"—one of her boobs—"
"—Alphonse ,I'll kill—"
"—And he didn't even do anything, he didn't even respond! He just was embarrassed, but that was it! And—"
"—Shut up!"
"—when I asked him how it felt, he just said that it felt disgusting and 'mushy'." By this time, Edward was banging his head against the brick wall. "And that was when we were seventeen! There were other things, of course, like he never had a girlfriend or anything, but that was when it first hit me."
"Well, those are obvious signs," Roy responded, smirking at the embarrassed look on Edward's face. His new master was very interesting. And entertaining. Alphonse nodded happily.
"That's what I thought! Anyway, let's get inside. Oh, you haven't told me your name yet," Alphonse held out his hand and Roy took it.
"Roy Mustang, pleasure meeting you," he said. Alphonse blinked.
"Really? I've heard that name before somewhere," he said, tapping his chin. Roy's eyes widened briefly—Edward was the only one who saw this. After a couple of seconds he shrugged. "Ah well, it'll come to me," he turned to Edward, who was looking like he wanted to kill someone. And he probably wanted to—a certain young, blonde-haired man who's name rhymes with… Calphonse.
… Anyway.
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The party had been nice, Edward noted. He didn't like going out that much—he wasn't really as social as his brother. Alphonse had always been the more outgoing person and people simply liked him immediately. Not that they hated Edward or anything, but it somehow felt different… Alphonse was just likeable.
Edward had once told his little brother that he envied him for that and the younger Elric had just laughed—apparently, he had envied Edward for the exact same reason.
He was relieved that Roy kept his mouth shut about how he and Edward had met. The older Elric had quickly made up a story, involving a zoo, a banana and a piece of string (Edward was never good at lying, nor did he have a very big imagination), earning a couple of frowns, though none of the people had questioned it further.
He was also relieved that Alphonse had decided to keep his mouth shut about Edward's love life. Or lack of.
After the party (which lasted until five p.m., since Winry and Alphonse decided to spend the rest of the night together), Edward took Roy to the mall so they could buy some new clothes for the man. They had bought a couple of pants, shirts, sweaters and a blue jacket for him and Roy found himself grateful.
The men he had usually been with so far had always treated him like a piece of crap, like a slave. Which he practically was—he didn't have any freedom. His other masters had hardly ever taken him outside, had always been groping him and almost never, ever stopped screwing him.
He had been with some sick guys over the last six hundred years.
After they had finished buying clothes, Edward took him to a restaurant for dinner. The blonde had grinned and told him that he wasn't such a good cook—he almost always ordered his dinner from the local Chinese restaurant, or from the Italian one.
"So, before you were cursed, what did you do?" Edward asked, shovelling in some more rice. Roy chewed his food properly, on the contrary to Edward who had absolutely no manners whatsoever, before replying.
"I used to be in the military," he said. "I was a Colonel." Roy didn't remember the last time any of his masters had asked him something personal like that. Well, perhaps if you would count 'can you have multiple orgasms?', but other than that, nobody had ever asked him anything about his life before he became a slave of the watch.
"Wow," Edward said, munching on something brownish Roy couldn't identify. "You were pretty important, huh?" The black-haired man shrugged.
"I suppose. I only fought in a war once though, for the rest of my military time, I did a lot of paperwork."
"So, why did you join the military?" Roy smirked and leaned forward.
"Because I looked quite dashing in a uniform," he breathed. Edward swallowed loudly.
"S—stupid bastard, what kind of reason is that!" he managed to exclaim, trying to mask his blush by eating a whole lot more.
He had to make it clear to Roy that he shouldn't do that anymore.
