AN: Whaaaaaaai! I'm so glad about all the wonderful reviews I've been getting! And I'm glad people DO believe me about what I said in the last chapter n.n! THANK YOU! XD It means a lot to me, 'cause I really was scared people would accuse me of plagiarism.
Right after I posted the last chapter, I went to Disneyland in Paris with my dad and brothers, so I was so happy when I came home and saw all the reviews x3. I had a wonderful time, by the way (it wasn't, of course, the first time going to Disney. I love Disney, and I'm a huge fan. If you could see my room, you'd die from all the Disney-ness in it XDD), and spent all my money there XD I'm going again during Christmas and actually stay in the Disney-hotel! O.O I've never done that before. I'm hoping I have my driver's license by then –grins- . And I think I'm going alone then too, since I like being by myself more than going with friends or family, or whatever.
…Anyway. xD
Further more, I wasn't really happy with the last chapter. Not really xD. I'm much more happier about this one—this really turned out pretty good and I added someone I really didn't mean to add xD I don't usually plan a lot of things when I start a fic (I mostly am spontaneous when it comes to these things and just let my hands do the typing once I get started), but I suddenly had the urge to add him… 'cause he's so huggable xD
You'll know who I mean once you start reading xD.
Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Chapter 11
They decided to go see the new Pirates of the Caribbean, since Roy had insisted on seeing it. He knew the first one and, according to him, it had been quite intriguing. Edward didn't care so much for it—the only reason he loved watching it, was because it had the most sexiest actor: Johnny Depp. A God amongst actors, according to him.
Personally, I could go on and on about how much of a wonderful actor Depp is, but I'll spare you and continue on with the story (really, I could!).
They were seated in the back of the theatre and, to the outer world, seemed like a couple. They shared popcorn, teased each other occasionally and sometimes shuffled closer to one another on the seats, only to brush arms or legs or steal a glance. It was quite cute to watch.
Roy, however, was oblivious to how he was expressing his feelings so obviously. He didn't feel as if this was some sort of a crush (he had never had one before, so he tried to compare it to the feelings he once had for a girl while he was fifteen. He gave up after five seconds, since he couldn't even remember what she looked like and whether or not she had even been real—it could've also been a simple wetdream. Either way, he didn't want to know), but something deeper.
Perhaps it really was love? It was something—he knew he wouldn't be satisfied with a simple platonic relationship, so loving him as a friend, sibling, or whatever wasn't it. Though he had established the fact that he did have feelings for his master, he still didn't know what they were exactly. He was curious and he felt tempted to figure them out. But, he was a man who was able to contain himself.
He didn't fall for temptations.
He would never act on lust or curiosity.
He could withhold himself from finding out.
Really.
… Oh, who was he kidding?
He shifted his eyes to the corner and looked Edward, who was happily munching on some popcorn while watching how the Kraken took down a ship. He was oblivious to the fact that Roy was now staring at him intently, his dark eyes taking in every part of his body.
Roy licked his lips unconsciously. The blonde really was gorgeous.
His one arm snaked over towards Edward, his eyes holding some sort of predatory glint (if Edward had been paying attention, he would've been scared. But that would've ruined the mood) and slipped around his neck, pulling the now very nervous and confused blonde closer to him. Edward looked at him and blinked once, the question 'what-the-hell-are-you-doing-and-if-the-answer-is-molesting-me-please-continue-to-do-so' hanging in his eyes.
Roy was happy to answer the unspoken question.
He took one hand and cupped Edward's cheek, his eyes never leaving the golden ones in front of him. Edward's mouth parted slightly and Roy slowly bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips, testing out the feeling of kissing another man for pure love.
He really enjoyed it.
Roy slowly slipped in his tongue, which felt as if it was leading a life of it's own. Edward let out a soft moan as Roy gently bit his lip and their arms wrapped themselves around each other—Edward's around Roy's neck, and Roy's around Edward's waist.
Edward was so glad Russell had taught him how to breath through his nose while kissing, since Roy obviously new this handy-dandy tactic as well. They never parted for air and their lips instead were attached to one another. Edward had been concerned about the audience, since he occasionally was rather… loud. He never knew the man knew so many spots on his body (that weren't on his lower half –ahum-) that could make him moan so loudly.
"Get a room and let us watch the goddamn movie!" a man at some point called out, making the other people cry out in agreement. Roy and Edward both let out a chuckle and parted, albeit a little disappointed. "Finally!" the same man declared. Edward this time noted that the man (blonde hair and a cigarette in his mouth, he looked rather familiar to Edward) was seated in front of them. The man had briefly looked back at them, before settling back in his seat, satisfied.
"I didn't know you were so loud, Edo," Roy said softly, smirking. Edward blushed in return, before he quickly crossed his arms and huffed.
"I didn't know you had a thing for blonde guys either, but do you hear me complaining?" he shot back. Roy gave him an amused look, before the man in front of them hollered another "QUIET!". Roy gave him an irritated glare.
"Who are you to judge us? Are you even allowed to smoke in here? Or should I report that?" he growled. The man looked contemplative at that, before he gave them a grin and shrugged.
"Carry on then!" he declared happily.
Edward almost became scared when he saw the frightening grin Roy gave him.
"Oi!" The same man from before called after them, after the movie had ended. Roy and Edward both stopped in the middle of the streets, only to find said man panting behind them. "Jean Havoc," he said, holding out his hand to Edward. Roy noted with disgust that this man—Jean—was smoking yet another cigarette. Was this guy begging for cancer? He'd seen a whole documentary about the horrid things and could not imagine anyone starting to smoke—not after he saw the pictures of how your lungs would look like after smoking for a couple of years.
Anyway.
"Edward Elric," Edward answered. "This is Roy Mustang," he nodded his head towards Roy, who held his hand up in acknowledgement.
"Nice to meet ya," he said. "Listen, I recognised you from the library," he continued, looking at Edward. "And I was just wonderin'," he paused for a moment, contemplating whether or not he should continue. "There was this other guy with you, right? Blonde, short hair?"
"You mean Russell?" The man shrugged and he could feel Roy tense besides him. Crap—he hadn't yet told Roy he was meeting Russell in the library. He would have to talk to Roy about that later.
"I don't really know his name," he admitted. "But I had seen him in the library more often," he grinned sheepishly. "But I was always scared to talk to 'em, y'know. He's really cute and I was wonderin' if you could ever, you know, introduce us? And maybe tell me something about him?" the hopeful look in his eyes was enough to make Edward grin like an idiot—this was perfect! Russell would get a new boyfriend! Despite the cigarette, which seemed to be permanently attached to Jean's mouth, he was rather attractive—and he could stop smoking later on, right? Besides that, he was rather Russell's type… Edward couldn't really stop the grin.
"Sure!" Edward said enthusiastically. Jean immediately broke out into a grin as well and all of his nervousness was gone. "But he doesn't really like people who smoke. I mean, I'm not saying you should quit or something, but just make sure you don't smoke around him. His little brother has asthma," Edward explained. Jean nodded attentively and barely managed to refrain himself from getting out a notebook and write everything down about him. "Well, just give me your number and we'll arrange something," Edward began to grin again. "Maybe I could get him to go on a double date or something, I'll have to see." Jean nodded happily and gave Edward his phone number.
"Thanks a lot man, I owe you for this," Jean told him, before he waved them goodbye.
The walk to Edward's apartment was very unnerving—Roy was just so quiet and tense. Was he regretting the kiss? Or was he mad at him about Russell? Whatever it was, Edward was beginning to get concerned about the whole situation. Great, just great—the first hour of their barely whatever-it-was-relationship and already an argument! Things were simply not turning out well for Edward.
"When were you going to tell me about Russell?" Roy asked, his voice unusually void of emotion, as they entered the apartment. He sounded a bit strained though, as if he was barely managing to keep himself from going to Russell right now and tear him apart. "How long have you been seeing him?" he continued.
"Listen," Edward started. "I didn't—"
"No, you listen! Why are you seeing him? Why did you tell me you were researching, that you were going to that library every single goddamn day for me while you so clearly went there so you could be with Russell! How dare you say to me that you care about me and that you want to help me lift the curse? While all you're doing is go out to fuck that goddamn little whore—"
He wasn't able to say anything more, as he suddenly felt a stinging pain on his left cheek. He brought his hand up and rubbed it, looking with disbelieving eyes at a fuming Edward. He seemed to be angry, embarrassed and hurt by what he had said and he would admit that he had gone a little far. But who could blame him? Russell had tried to rape him and Roy had saved his ass from that and he betrayed him like this? Granted, Edward hadn't known about his feelings (and neither did Roy), but that wasn't a reason to go ahead and see Russell behind his back! He at least deserved the fucking truth!
"Don't ever talk like that about me or Russell again," Edward said through gritted teeth. Roy stayed silent. "The first day I went to that library, Russell approached me and apologised for what he did. He then offered me help with whatever it was that I was researching and didn't prod about exactly what I needed—he continued to help me every day for the past week. Don't you dare insult him, or me, like that again. I apologise for not telling you, at first I thought you were going to scold me, but after a while I completely forgot about telling you."
"How could you forget about something like that?" Roy demanded. "He could've tried to do something to you again and if he had, I wouldn't have been there to help you!"
"What, you think I'm an idiot?" Edward shot back, this time talking a little louder than before. "I've stayed in public places with him and never went anywhere else besides the library, where everybody knows me to be sure! Besides that, I've already forgiven Russell as much as I can. I still don't trust him, but I know it was a one-time thing since it just wasn't like Russell to do something like that, why can't you trust my judgement?" Edward demanded.
"I trust you, I just don't trust him," Roy replied. Edward lowered his head for a moment, his blonde bangs covering his eyes.
"What are we?" he asked, softly. Roy blinked in confusion.
"What?"
"What are we?" Edward raised his hand and waved his hand. "This—Us. What are we? Did you kiss me because of the watch, because it's your 'duty', are you sexually deprived and just needed someone to help you get rid of it, or do you really like me? You act all jealous and overprotective about me, but I don't know what to think Roy," he explained. Roy sighed as he mentally asked himself the same question.
He didn't get an answer.
"I don't know," he muttered. "This isn't something sexually and it certainly wasn't because of the watch, but I know I can't be with you eventually. I will have to return to the watch and we will never see each other again. You won't find an answer to whether or not the curse can be lifted and I don't believe you'll find a way to lift it—"
"Pessimist," Edward muttered under his breath.
"I'm not a pessimist, I'm a realist. I don't believe in fairytales and happy endings, since I've never seen one and I won't start believing it now." Edward gave him a bitter smile.
"So, there's basically no hope for us then?"
"Hope is for fools Edo," Roy replied, his face softening immensely as he saw the sadness in the younger man's eyes. He stalked over to him and grabbed him in a firm hug. It didn't take long for Edward to respond and hug him back.
"But I suppose being a fool is better than being a realist."
AN: I bet you didn't see THAT one coming (kiss, I mean xD). I need some RoyEd fluffiness x.x More in the next one!
