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Well, then, on with the story ne? I think some of you may like this pairing (including me)!

His Lieutenant Through Hell and Back

Roy Mustang sighed heavily, leaning back against his, or rather Riza's, pillow. The eye patch he was still forced to wear irritated him to no end, especially since it obscured much of his view.

He clenched his fist, looking at it grimly, the memories, still oh so fresh in his mind, were starting to resurface.

After he was released from the hospital Riza had immediately insisted he stayed with her, where she could "keep an eye on him and keep him out of trouble". He had chuckled at that, following her without hesitation. Black Hayate had been happy to see Roy again, the little canine had kept him company when Riza was away on short periods of time.

Those times, Roy secretly fed Hayate some chocolate he had found in one of his Lieutenants cabinets, if Hayate would have been a human, Roy was sure he would be grinning from ear to ear and munching happily on his chocolate.

Those moments kept him happy and content, but then…everything would turn downhill when she wasn't near him.

She kept his demons away, the demons from Ishval, the demons that had followed him like a shadow throughout his military career, before she had been appointed to his side, the ones when he was laying in his bed, staring up at the ceiling, thinking of all the lives lost and what he had been forced to do to accomplish where he was now.

If he could call that some accomplishment.

After the battle with Father and the Homunculi, Marcoh had used a Philosopher's Stone to regain his eyesight back, something Roy would be forever grateful to the old man. Though that eye patch still annoyed him…

He sighed, eyeing the telephone close to him on the night desk. He was bored…Riza wasn't home yet, Hayate was sleeping on his lap…

"Hello?" the deep, all too familiar male voice answered on the other line and Roy smirked.

"Fullmetal, how have you been?" Roy could heard another familiar, but female voice mutter something in the background.

"Mustang, how comes you're calling? Did you get wet again and need me to help with boiling tea?" Roy felt his nerves immediately stand on end, even after all this time, the elder Elric brother still got on his nerves like no other.

"Yeah, it's Mustang Winry, oh Winry says hi!" Edward added, no doubt grinning like an idiot.

"Greet her back from me. Actually, I called to see how you're fairing without alchemy at your disposal, I assume you have to do real work now don't you?" he smirked widely when he heard the string of curses followed by a loud, enraged roar.

"Why you-" again, what Mustang assumed was Winry's voice, scolded Edward into submission and the former State Alchemist muttered," Ahem…right…how are your eyes? I heard you were at Hawkeye's home now," Roy was sure Ed was grinning like the devil he secretly was.

Roy rubbed his forehead, maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to call the Elrics-Rockbells…then again, at least he had got some form of entertainment.

"Yes, temporarily that is. She insisted I stayed with her until I recover fully, I can see good again but I still have to wear the eye patch," he paused, "Say Fullmetal...how is Alphonse doing? Now that he regained his body back it must be difficult for him to do much of anything,"

Roy remembered how skinny, pale and fragile the younger Elric looked when Roy had come to visit him in the hospital after his eyesight was restored, he had looked like a skeleton, though months have passed since he had last seen them so he was curious.

A sigh escaped Edward, "Actually, he regained some of his weight, though he still gets exhausted after walking for a few minutes so he's mostly laying in bed all day and reading. Winry's been shoving food down his throat all the time, I'm surprised how Al hasn't gotten fat already. Well, as fat as you that is," Edward teased playfully, though Mustang heard him yelp in pain, muttering an apology and he could only assume that Winry had thrown her wrench at him again.

Roy frowned and slowly looked down at himself, lifting his shirt up a little to expose his abdominals, while by no means fat, he had gained some weight, but not enough to hide the prominent muscles on his stomach, chest and arms.

Roy snorted, "I see, good for him then, greet Alphonse from me too. Fullmetal, don't make me calculate how many apple pies you have been shoving down your throat the past weeks," he smirked, he knew for a fact that Edward loved Winry's apple pies and had never refused one. Though he had always been a glutton.

"T-that, that, I haven't!" Ed roared, enraged at the implication he was fat from Mustang, before Roy heard a loud thump, a pained yelp and then a sweet voice asking him through the receiver, "Hi there Mustang! I'm so sorry about Ed, I'm still training him to be polite to people," another protest sounded from Ed, but it quickly died down when Roy assumed Winry had sent him a glare.

Roy chuckled, "It's alright, Fullmetal and I have that kind of relationship I suppose. How are you dear? Surely it must be difficult with them, especially the runt," Winry giggled at Mustang's description of Ed's former shortness.

"Oh well, I'm fine really, working the shop as usual with Granny. Al's alright and behaves himself but Ed…he's still the same as ever. How is Riza doing? Is she there?" Roy could her how excited Winry was at talking to Riza again after so long, he was sorry to disappoint her.

"I'm afraid not, Winry. She has been out to get groceries and visit Havoc briefly, she is doing alright, taking care of me as I am," he chuckled lowly, though humorlessly.

"Mustang…don't worry about that, Riza is doing that because she cares and wants to. I suggest you enjoy it while you can, alright?" Winry's relaxed, chirpy voice brought a smile to Mustang's face.

"I will be sure to. Say, is Edward doing his duties right as your fiancé?" Mustang couldn't hide that devilish smirk even if he wanted to, it was a good thing he wasn't physically there, he was sure Edward would try to kill him.

"Yes, of course! He is mowing the lawn, even doing the laundry, helps repair the roof-" Mustang's smirk widened, such young innocence.

"No, no, not that. I meant his duties in the bedroom, of course!" he didn't particularly like to tease the poor Rockbell girl like this, he liked her, but he just couldn't miss that opportunity.

"B-B-bedroom?! H-h-h-he-" there was a sudden silence, he could hear Ed asking what he had said to his fiancée, before all hell broke loose," MUSTANG! I'LL PERSONALLY COME TO CENTRAL AND SHOVE MY WRENCH SO FAR UP YOUR-" but she was interrupted, by none other than Ed.

Mustang was surprised by Winry's violent reaction, they didn't interact much, at least not in the old days, but she had never reacted violent except toward Edward and Al. This was a nice surprise, indeed.

"YOU GOOD-FOR-NOTHING STUCK UP PERVERT! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST ASK MY FIANCEE?! I'LL THROW YOUR BURNT ASS INTO THE RAIN AND BEAT YOU UP WITH A STICK IF I HAVE TO!" Ahhh, the good old anger tantrums, Mustang had missed them a bit.

Ever since Ed had grown – he hated to admit it – into a man, they became less frequent. If someone did anger him, Edward would shoot a verbal, well thought out insult right back, controlled and his anger hidden under a mask of cool indifference. It annoyed Mustang, it was harder to rile Fullmetal up.

However, if he pulled stunts like he did earlier, that never failed to make the former alchemist's blood boil and lung at him like a raging wolf looking to tear his throat apart.

The surprisingly calm words he heard through the receiver startled Mustang out of his musings, "-not anymore,"

"Excuse me? Apologies, I've been lost in thought," Mustang was genuine and maybe that was why Ed didn't grow angry at his lack of attention.

"I said, I'm not an alchemist anymore, nor am I a dog of the military, so you can stop calling me Fullmetal, Colonel,"

Roy smirked, "Well then, I'm no Colonel anymore, you can stop calling me Colonel as well, Fullmetal,"

"I told you to-"

"The first thing I heard about you wasn't your name, it was about your talent and the nickname that marked your impressive progress among alchemists. Even then, at your young age, you've been respected and well known. The day I stop calling you Fullmetal, is the day where hell freezes over, because it's a important part of you, you shouldn't forget, even if you do have a family," Roy's smile was soft as he said this, though Edward couldn't see it.

"….I-I see…Thank you…Colonel Mustang," Roy smirked, against his will his heart tightened at the soft, warm words Edward spoke. It were just ranks, nicknames…but it was part of their friendship.

"See you around, come by and stop for pie! We may visit you once business isn't so thriving," Roy smiled, his eyes closed.

"I'll be expecting you Fullmetal, with a pink child's chair especially for you," he hoped to rile him up a last time.

"Guess I'm too big for that chair now huh Colonel?" and he hung up as a goodbye, both him and Roy at the same time.

Roy looked at the telephone with a fond smile, "I guess you're right…" he whispered, the fond smile in place.

And then, Riza unlocked the door and came inside, Black Hayate barking happily at his owner's arrival.

Riza shouted a greeting from the kitchen as she put away the groceries, before she walked inside her bedroom to see Ryou.

"I'm sorry it took so long, Havoc was incredibly chatty. I would be too if I were to be confined to bed rest for so long." She noticed how her former superior was smiling fondly, seemingly at nothing.

"Colonel?" Roy lifted his head to regard Riza's concerned expression, "Is everything alright?"

"Roy," Riza's eyes widened slightly, "And yes…everything is just fine…Riza."

Edward slowly approached the bed, his eyes puffy and red, his jaw set tight, his hands clenched into tight fists. He wished this wouldn't be happening, it couldn't be happening. Not yet, not here, not now…

He blinked back hot tears as his former commanding Colonel regarded him, the light in his eyes diminishing, slowly but surely. His once young, fit, battled hardened body looked so…fragile now, as if he would be swept away by a single punch alone. Not skinny, but his muscles had slackened from lack of use in the past few years of his old age.

Riza was gripping his hand tightly, fighting back stubborn tears, sitting on the other side of his bed, their bed.

Everyone else was gathered around as well, Alphonse, Mei, their little daughter at their side, too young to comprehend what was happening, Ling was petting the girl's head soothingly, Ed's son and daughter were clutching their mother's hands tightly, Havoc, Breda and everyone who was closely affiliated with both Roy and Riza had come over as well.

To pay their final respects.

"Edward…" Roy's once deep, strong voice was now barely above a whisper, it was too draining to talk but he would endure it, it was important.

His name, coming from Roy's lips, almost made Ed's heart stop. He couldn't stop his tears anymore, "Damn it, Mustang! You said you would stop calling me "Fullmetal" when hell freezes over!" the tears were running down his cheeks, dropping onto Roy's wrinkled hand.

The former Colonel's eyes softened and he placed a hand on top of the adult runt he had grown attached to over the years of knowing him, "Heh, I guess it will once I'm on my way to hell won't it?" he smiled, feeling his energy falling rapidly.

"God damn it! Hold on will ya?! Mei and Al can use Alkahestry! You'll be as good as new! You'll be calling me a runt in no time!" Al stepped forward, resting a heavy hand on his brother's broad shoulder, Edward shook, shaking his head. Winry shed tears as well, holding tightly onto her crying children.

"Don't bother, it's alright. What good would it be if I lived any longer than I already did?" Roy smiled when he looked at his grown son, who stood next to his mother, tears streaming down his face but willing himself to be strong for his mother's sake.

"Maes…" his son leaned forward, kneeling by his father's deathbed, "My son…you always made me proud, listen to your mother or she will shoot you like she had done with Hayate…" he smiled at his wife and son warmly.

Riza's grip on his arm tightened, she didn't want to let go, not yet.

"Dad…" Maes sniffed, rubbing at his eyes furiously, "I-I'll follow my dreams like you told me! I won't stray from my path! I'll live as a free man and not like a dog bound by chains!" Roy smiled softly.

"That's all….I wanted Maes…" Roy returned his attention to Ed, one of his oldest friends, "Edward, you make sure those children of yours grow up nicely alright? Keep them safe," Edward's golden gaze penetrated him, his eyes burned with the same fire Roy's had in his youth.

Ed nodded, clasping his hand tightly," I will, I promise you that." He paused before he smiled warmly, "You just wait in hell for me alright? We will turn the place upside down!" he grinned, the trademark Elric grin even Edward's son had inherited.

Roy Mustang smiled for the last time, the last thing he saw in the world of the living was his wife, his beautiful, strong Riza, crying with a small smile on her face, as if to say "I'll follow you to the end", his son who was crying for his father, the tearful faces of his old friends from the military, the whole bunch of the Elric family, Edward's wide, warm grin…

He died peacefully.

Roy had expected to land in hell for all the things he did wrong in his life, however he was surprised to almost be blinded by a white light. Then he saw a familiar hand extending towards him.

When Roy followed the hand up the length of a strong arm and to the body of its owner, Roy knew who it was.

Roy blinked back tears, "Hughes…" Maes Hughes grinned warmly at him, dressed in a plain white dress shirt and black pants. He hadn't aged a day since his death.

"Ain't this a surprise. I thought you would never come here! I was waiting for a long time you know?"he noticed his oldest, closest friend fighting back tears stubbornly, "Hey now, you know water makes you useless," he grinned.

Roy furiously rubbed away the tears and smiled, firmly grabbing his friend's hand, "Sorry, I'm late, I still had some things to take care of,"

Hughes nodded, grinning happily, Roy returned his grin.

"Let's turn this place upside down, shall we?"

The end for this one shot! God the feels….I actually didn't intend for it to end like this but I changed my mind. Hope everyone enjoyed it! Reviews are VERY welcome here! Thanks! Further ideas for future chapters are welcome!