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Chapter 8
Before Edward had realised the silence and coldness had sneaked into his room, under his blanket. They were his friends, smoothing his head and cheek with black shining fingers. They lay with him on the bed, singing a lullaby to his ears. It was like a nightmare, telling about Roy, everything about Roy. When he closed his eyes, trying to close everything from his mind, the voices started to speak louder. When he opened his eyes, somebody drew an invisible picture of Roy on his walls.
Edward turned in the bed to the other side and looked at nothing. How could he see anything when the only thing he had in mind was Roy? He closed his eyes again, noticing he stared at the empty wall. He pushed his face into the soft pillow and shivered. It was really cold, cold alone under the covers. ' Roy would be softer and warmer,' He said to himself and laughed sarcastically. ' I always seem to miss him,' he continued talking. He pulled the blanket closer and snuggled. He imagined that the pillow was Roy and he wound his arms around it. ' I could get used to this. Quiet, soft Roy who won't hurt me,' he said happily and cuddled against the fake Roy.
He knew he was pathetic, he could read it when he whined inside his head. He should be stronger than this. Even though Ed tried a million times, he could not be anything than afraid of Roy. Roy's eyes were always deep black. ' He is somewhere behind the glass,' he thought before he fell into a restless sleep.
Ed woke up and lifted his head to look around. He was sweating, but it was still cold in his room. His room was soaking in the light of the moon and for a second Edward thought that his curtains were a pair of ghosts. How long had he slept? Not much, he decided, because the moon was still in the sky, above everything. The clouds surrounded it like if they were protecting it, preventing it from experiencing any horrible things. It did not have any miseries or worries, well of course it didn't, it is just the moon.
Ed took his pillow into his armpit and walked over to the door. The floor was cold and Ed felt blood boiling in his veins. He could fight against Homunculis, but he hated to wake up in the middle of the night and see his room bathing in a pale light. He vanished behind the door and hurried down the empty corridors. He stopped in front of a certain door and took a deep breath before opening the door.
He stepped inside the familiar room. It was black again, but not because somebody wanted to. The curtains were pulled off from the windows and the moon peeped out to the room.
" Who's there?" deep, but yet a soft voice asked and Ed saw Roy's bed sheets moving. He walked quickly towards the bed, squeezing his pillow in his armpit. He lifted Roy's blanket and whispered.
" It's me," Edward laid down, beside Roy to the narrow bed and felt immediate warmth. Roy's long body against his own, Roy's smell and touch.
" Ed…"
" I was scared! My curtains turned into ghosts and I couldn't stay in my room," Edward hurried to say before Roy could continue his sentence. Roy's arms closed tighter around Edward, but this time it was a gentle hug. Then Ed heard Roy chuckle against his neck.
" What?" Ed asked in an annoyed tone.
" You don't believe me?" Ed continued and knew the answer beforehand. There were no ghosts, only a strong feeling to be close to Roy.
" Of course I believe you," Roy said and breathed Ed's scent into his lungs. He hadn't slept at all; he needed Ed, he longed for him.
" It's just amazing that the first person you thought about was me," he chuckled.
" If that concerns your simple mind, I will go and look for Jean," Ed snorted and tried to step out from the bed. Roy's arms kept him in place and Edward turned to look why the older man didn't let him go. His gaze fell to Roy's face. Roy had a tiny, peaceful smile on his face and his eyes looked directly at Ed. He pulled Ed quickly back to his side.
" I will do anything to stop that madness," Roy said and suddenly felt Edward kissing him.
" Then stop it," Edward whispered between the kisses and rolled Roy on top of him.
The time had stopped. It had given them eternity, just for each other. They kissed for a long time, slowly, dream-like kisses. Slight touches were shared and whispers filled the room. ' Give me the peace give me the touch. It's the silence that listens to us. Hey, can you hear it? It must be our hearts. Like light itself has found them, and filled them with warmth. Is it just me or do you feel it too? Connect me connect me. I want to be with you – in sorrow, in lust. If wind and earth abandons their children, water and fire will be with us.'
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" Where am I?" Ed asked tiredly and opened his eyes. Do I have sand in my eyes? 'I feel like I could sleep a hundred years more. ' Ed turned to face the room where he was sleeping. It had dark curtains, desk, few chairs and a picture. It was his picture. What? Light was bathing in this room, but it was without a doubt Roy's room. When had he come here? He thought he had slept in his own room. He shifted in the bed and saw his own pillow. So he had taken his pillow with him. 'And I think I did it with him, it smells just like it.'
Edward sighed loudly and shoved his legs to the floor, sitting on the bed. His hair was open and fell to his face. Why couldn't he remember anything? He remembered that Roy carried him to his room from the graveyard and then – nothing, not until now. It was a blank paper in his memory, but Ed still didn't feel uneasy about it, like it had been a nice memory about Roy. Where was Roy actually?
Ed stood up, swaying a little bit. The blanket that was covering him, fell to the floor and Ed realised that he was naked. It was an obvious thing when spending a night in Roy's bed, but Ed couldn't be anything but confused. He lifted the blanket to his arms and wound it around him. It wasn't cold anymore, he thought when walking to Roy's desk. Few burned candles, few scripts, but no note to tell him where Roy was. ' If he doesn't want me to know,' Edward sighed again, feeling empty inside. It was his first time to sleep over a night in Roy's room. It was different than anything, maybe he should be happy. But when he sat down to Roy's big chair, Roy's blanket around him, he felt himself empty.
It was like a morning; really quiet morning, when everybody else had left. But now he was – soulless. He should ask if Roy stole his soul. Maybe Roy had burned it, or ate it. A minor smile lifted his corner of the mouth when thinking about it. Ed touched his left side of his chest and then searched his pulse from his throat. It was till in its place, the heart was. He wasn't sure if he was glad or sad. Both, maybe. He looked around in the room and he stared for a few minutes at his own picture on the wall. When was that taken? Over than a half year ago, because he was smiling so brightly. It had been a sunny day, even warm too. Probably he had been with his little brother. Now Al was spending time with Winry and Edward missed both of them. He wanted desperately to see them, to go somewhere and have a good time. When had he forgotten?
Winry. She was always trying her best, clever girl. When other girls played with dolls, Winry played with automails. And Al had played with her, as Ed remembered. He had liked to do it too, run with them, and giggle.
" Edo," Ed heard his name called by a familiar voice and was surprised to see Roy standing in front of him. He hadn't noticed him coming. Roy had an impatient smile on his face and his eyes were smiling too.
" Oh, Roy, long time no see," Edward said astonished and blinked his eyes.
" I brought you clothes from your room. Dress quickly, I have something to show you in the park," Roy said as not noticing that Ed was a little bit out of it. Roy put the pile of clothes to the desk. 'My usual wearing,' Ed thought and touched the red jacket and black pants and t-shirt. He dropped the blanket and started to dress. He didn't care if Roy saw him; the colonel had already seen him in different postures. When he was ready, he looked at Roy questioningly. Roy just smirked at him in the way he had smiled in the past and ushered him out of the room.
They walked in silence down the corridors and stairs. They walked across the main hall to outside. While they were walking, Ed braided his hair and wondered why Roy wanted to take him to the park. He was exited again, curiosity was rising and his steps were quicker and quicker.
" Roy, please tell me what you have in your mind," Edward asked, touching the colonel's hand. Roy didn't even look at him, just smiled mystically. Now Edward started to be restless and he even pulled Roy's arms impatiently. Few meters to the park were torture, when had it felt this long way to walk?
Finally they reached the park and Edward looked around inquiringly. He didn't see anything he should recognize.
" So, what did you want to show me?" Edward asked and now Roy looked at him, starting to walk again.
" It's still further apart, not a long way to go," Roy tried to comfort Ed somehow, but now the young male was too curious.
" This is not fair," Edward said like a little boy, but followed the colonel. Soon his ears caught voices that he loved the most. He turned to look and saw Al and Winry, running down the street only to meet with him. His eyes started to shine and a big smile spread all over his face.
" Al! Winry!" He shouted, not understanding anything. A few minutes ago he thought about these two and now he is seeing them. Al and Winry both hugged him with huge energy and nobody noticed that Roy had left.
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