AN: Sorry for the long wait everyone x.x This will be the… ah, almost-last-chapter XD Meaning that there will be one chapter after this one. And then it's the end T.T -sniffs- And I'm also currently busy with a new FMA-fic, so be sure to look out for that one xD. Dunno what it's going to be called, but… well, it'll be a lot of fun XD A lot of Roy-torture, I think –evil grin- Poor guy… but hey, you'll see he deserves it there x3…. kinda o.o –dodges several flying objects-

Anyway, enjoy! x3

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Chapter 14

Only one week left until Roy Mustang would return to the watch. Edward had decided to give up on his research—it was no use spending what little time he had left with Roy in the library, when he was at a dead end with his research. Edward hated giving up on things, but he wanted to spend Roy's last couple of weeks together with him and nobody else.

He therefore didn't see Winry and Alphonse all that much, nor did he see Russell and Jean. Apparently, they had gotten along quite well, according to Russell whom he had called four days after their triple date. He seemed to like him enough.

Alphonse had already decided to go prepare the room for the baby, not much to Edward's surprise. Alphonse had always liked little kids and had declared that he wanted as many as possible ("Try and convince Winry to have more than one first!" Edward had replied.)

They went out on dates together, especially to the movie theatre where Roy could molest Edward. The blonde usually didn't complain too much, with the exception of the times where Roy was half-way undressing him and people were staring… at those times, Edward had the decency to blush and push his molester off of him.

"Ready to go?" Edward asked, tugging at the collar of his own tuxedo. The thing was uncomfortable, but they had been invited to formal dinner party. Apparently, Dr. Marcoh had a big break with some kind of cure for a disease and had decided to celebrate it with other scientists. Edward didn't know him well, but he had met him on occasions.

Roy blinked at him lazily, before drawling, "Do we really need to go?" The blonde rolled his eyes, a smile tugging at his lips.

"Yes, I promised Russell I'd be there, so come on. You've already got your tux on, you don't want all that effort of putting it on to go to waste, now do you?" Roy smirked lightly.

"I wouldn't care much. Not when I have you to undress me," he replied, snaking his arms around Edward's waist, who immediately pushed him away. "Come on, I don't want to go! It'll be boring." Roy tried to pout, but all it did was make the blonde laugh.

"I thought you were interested in science?"

"Not anymore, since I've got more important things on my mind," the raven-haired man retorted, wiggling his eyebrows. Edward sighed.

"Come on, or we'll be late. I refuse to miss this, besides, it's not like we'll be staying long," the blonde took Roy's hand and guided the complaining man through the door, but not before he grabbed his silver pocket watch.

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Roy was bored.

Very bored.

He glanced over at the party—it was practically filled with old people. Really old people. Well, besides him and Edward, of course—and there were Russell and Jean, but those were about the only younger ones out there. The raven-haired boy glanced at the man next to him, Jean, who was chewing on gum rather loudly. The poor blonde man had decided to give up smoking for Russell, whom he only had been dating for a week.

Well, you could definitely see which one of them wore the pants in their relationship, right?

"I can't believe Ed and Russ are actually enjoying this," Jean commented, popping another piece of gum in his mouth. Roy silently agreed as he looked over at Edward and Russell, who were talking animatedly to a cheerful looking old man. "I mean, they both seem way too old for their age, if you think about it. They enjoy research, reading, they hate liquor and I've even caught Russ saying somethin' along the lines of 'those damn youngsters'," he continued on. Roy chuckled lightly.

"Edo sometimes complains about his back," he said. Jean quirked an eyebrow.

"Really?" The raven-haired man nodded.

"Well, only after I'm through with him, of course," Roy added, smirking lightly at Jean who promptly choked on his gum from laughter. "Edo doesn't like going out though," he pointed out. "Well, not to parties or anything, except when it's got to do with something scientific."

"Russ is the same way," Jean said, still grinning a bit from Roy's previous comment. "Hey guys! Done talking to the old geezer?" The blonde man said as they saw their two boyfriends heading their way. Russell smacked him on the head playfully.

"You know, you two belong to the old guys too," Edward pointed out, smirking lightly. Roy knew there was no arguing in that one, especially not for him—after all, he was over six-hundred years old. "Anyway, I think I've seen it here. Ready to go?"

"Finally," Roy sighed, grinning at Jean who looked devastated.

"Man, you're so lucky! Russ is gonna stay here until the end. You wanna trade boyfriends? Ouch! Russ," he whined, giving said boy a very adorable puppy-dog look. Russell rolled his eyes, though couldn't keep the fond smile off his face. Really, this was great for him—things were back to normal with Edward and him and he had a boyfriend who was… well, great. He was reluctant to admit that Edward had been right that he would like him.

"See ya, guys!" The blonde chibi called out, giving both of them a small wave and a grin, before heading out together with Roy. Russell blinked when he saw something silver fall out of Edward's red coat, but it soon disappeared amongst the crowd. The blonde shrugged, before taking Jean over to his boss Marcoh, not once noticing a man with a scar picking up the watch, eyeing it carefully.

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Edward and Roy came home, Roy immediately grabbing this opportunity to grab his lover by the waist, turning him around and immediately crashing his lips on Edward's. The blonde didn't really complain and pulled Roy by the collar of his tuxedo to deepen it, before walking backwards slowly towards the bedroom. Roy hung onto his lips and went along, all the while pulling off his tie and unbuttoning his black jacket.

They briefly paused, since Edward needed to use the bathroom.

Really bad.

So, to the disappointment of Roy, Edward broke the kiss off, saying 'Don't start without me' with a wink and headed to the bathroom. Roy grinned, before flopping on the bed and already started to undress himself (hey, it's a tux… It's hard to get it off!).

Edward in the meantime did his business, grinning happily to himself as he thought about Roy. The guy really was the best thing that had ever happened to him—he never would've imagined to actually fall in love with someone, not after Russell at least. He had always figured he'd be alone for the rest of his life, happily watching Alphonse and Winry getting children and be the cool uncle who would always take care of them whenever their parents wanted to go out.

Well, that might still happen.

He frowned to himself when he had to remind himself again that Roy would only be staying another couple of weeks. And then he would be gone for good. The feeling was still a bit unreal to Edward—sure, he could've accepted it a month ago, but now?

He quickly shook his head and decided it was best not to think about it, after all, they still had two weeks. So why not enjoy it?

He pulled out the band that held his braid together and shook his hair a bit, before heading out to the bedroom.

"Roy?" he called out, blinking when he didn't find the raven-haired man lying on the bed. "Where are you?" he yelled a little louder, searching through the living room and kitchen. "If this is some sort of game, stop it! It's not funny!" Edward became irritated at the lack of response and searched the apartment once more.

He frowned as he sat down on the bed—he was worried about him, but then again, Roy might've gone to the store. That wouldn't explain why Roy hadn't mentioned that, of course, but perhaps he did and Edward hadn't heard it? It was all possible—besides, the bastard was a grown man, right?

"Right," Edward muttered softly, his hand slipping into his pocket to grab the pocket watch. He frowned again as he couldn't find it and searched the other pocket, but again didn't find what he was looking for.

His eyes widened as realization dawned on him: he had lost the watch.

And he had lost Roy.