For the hundredth time that day, Roy passed Ed with a questioning look. It was funny how someone could be so very busy and lazy at the same time.

Ed was laid out on the sofa, his eyes not shifting outside the border of black ink and detailed graphics. On the coffee table, he had a stack of books and when he would finish what he was reading, he would set it aside and grab the next. Roy believed they were called a graphic novels, or manga. He didn't understand how it was read, but then again, there was a huge generation gap between him and his lover. It just wasn't something that had been extremely popular when he was Ed's age. What Roy did know, however, was that Ed had been stuck on that sofa and in those books for a solid four hours, maybe even more. If his lover was that into something, then shouldn't he at least try to get interested in it too?

"Hey, Ed, whatcha reading?"

"Book."

"About?"

"Cat people."

"Wh-what? Cat people?"

"Sorta."

"Well, what's the book called?"

"Loveless."

"Who's the main character?"

"Ritsuka."

"Okay..."

Due to Ed's very short answers, Roy knew that he wasn't going to get any real answers. Best to just take matters into his own hands.

Roy rummaged through the stack of books until he found the one that was labeled as Volume 1. Plopping down into the plush chair, he began reading, having forgotten that these types of books were read backwards. Turning to the back of the book, which was actually the front, he tried to start reading, but found that he couldn't put any of the dialogue, not being able to find which speech bubble followed the next. At least the pictures were pretty. Sighing in defeat, he rose to his feet and placed the book back in the stack, annoyingly declaring, "I give up."

That evening, Roy noted that Ed had just put aside the final book and finally rose from the sofa. Well, at least now he could get some damn attention from his lover!

They spent the rest of the night in small talk, followed by even smaller touches and caresses. Ed's mind just wasn't where Roy wanted it to be. Damn.

The next day, much to Roy's dismay, followed in the footsteps of the previous. However, when Roy woke that morning, he found his little lover to be absent from his side. Walking groggily into the living room, he found Ed back on the sofa, except this time he was watching television. Apparently, Roy discovered, they would take graphic novels and turn them into television shows with its own little category called anime. Well, maybe he would better understand his lover's interest this way.

Roy sat next to the blond, pulling his bare feet underneath him and wrapping an arm around Ed's shoulder. He read the translated text at the bottom of the screen as the characters spoke in some foreign language. It was already interesting, but there was something he simply could not understand about the show... What the hell did they mean by "shedding their ears"? And why did only some of them have cat-like ears and a tail in the first place? The young boy, Ritsuka, had ears, but his friend, an artistic blond named Soubi, had none. Roy tried to work it out in his mind, creating a very confused look to fall on his features.

Ed happened to glance up at the raven-haired man when he saw his dark eyebrows knit together and eyes narrow. He knew what that face meant - Roy was confused, very confused.

"Roy, you can ask," the blond offered.

"Well...I don't get the whole ears-and-tails thing," he admitted.

"It's sort of like a symbol of virginity," Ed began. "Once they have sex they lose, or shed, their ears and tail."

"Oh, so that must mean that Ritsuka is a virgin but Soubi isn't. Right?"

"Uh-huh."

"Does Ritsuka shed hi-"

"Maybe, maybe not," Ed said with a toying shrug. "You're just going to have to keep watching, Roy. Besides, I wouldn't want to spoil anything for you." Ed gave him a sly wink, then turned his attention back to the flickering screen.

Roy watched in heart-pounding fascination as Soubi grabbed Ritsuka and pulled him close to steal the boy's lips. A look of confusion and shock meet the cat-eared boy's face, and Roy thought he knew exactly what was going to happen. Ed had said, after all, that Ritsuka might or might not lose his ears...

"He can't do that to him!" he said. "He's just a kid! H-"

"Shh! Just watch, Roy."

And lo and behold, Roy's fearful thoughts crumbled as the kiss broke and a long spill about the boy's brother persued. The raven-haired man sighed with relief. From the way Soubi had grabbed the young boy, Roy knew there was no way it could lead to consensual intercourse. That would have been something he simply would not have been able to watch.

"See, I told you," Ed teased. "You just have to be patient."

"Yeah, yeah..."

Roy became trapped in the world of Loveless, spending the day watching the entire series with Ed.

Hours later as they crawled into bed, Ed gave him a very strange smile before turning on his side. That smile, Roy knew all too well, meant that his little lover was planning something big that involved him.

The next day started out like any other day: Roy crawled out of bed, got dressed, and headed for work, and Ed...Ed just did whatever it was that Ed did when he was home alone; Roy wasn't at all sure what all that entailed, but he was finally going to get a peek...

With an exhausted yawn, Roy turned the knob of the front door. The sun was lazily dropping under the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pinks and purples. As he stepped inside his house, kicking his boots off and sliding off his blue jacket, he wished he had taken the day off.

"Edward, I'm home," he called out as he hung his military jacket on the coat rack. He expected his lover to come to meet him or call out to him, but neither happened. Curiously, he stepped further into the house. "Ed?"

Roy walked into the kitchen, hoping to find the blond at the table, but he wasn't there. Where ever could his Edward be?

There was a piece of paper on the counter and he thought it was for him. However, when he picked it up and read the light ink, he found that it was just a receipt from earlier in the day from a store called Cosers. The receipt read: LOVELESSRITWIG..........$14.99.

He shrugged, but just as he was about to leave to continue his search for the blond he felt fingers wrap gently around his left wrist from behind and a body press against his back. He smiled as he recognized the all too familiar touch, turning around to face his lover. But his lover wasn't exactly his lover.

"I've missed you, Soubi," the cat-eared teen said, going up on his toes for their lips to barely touch in a teasing manner.

"E-Ed? Wh-"

"Ed? Who's Ed?" the newly dark-haired boy asked. "I'm Ritsuka, you know that."

"Oh...Right," Roy said in a trailing voice, mind wondering exactly what Edw...Ritsuka had in mind.

"Soubi," the neko said lowly, "I've been thinking about it all day while you were away and I...I want you to have my ears."

Roy smiled as he understood his lover's game, the naughty thoughts that had been twirling in his mind the night before. Might as well play along!

"Ritsuka, I've been waiting for so long to hear those words," he said softly, picking up the role as he placed his hands on his lover's small hips and pulled him close for their lips to meet in a long kiss. Okay, so, perhaps they were being a bit out of character about the anime duo, but it was hard to imagine how exactly Soubi and Ritsuka would act in such a situation. Oh well, they would follow their own script.

Roy pulled away, gazing deeply into the gold eyes that were the complete opposite of those Ed was trying to portray. He reached a hand out, cupping his lover's cheek while adoring the way the head tilted into the inviting warmth. Another kiss. Soft and passionate.

But...even in the role of a another person, Ed could not wait. Far from patient.

The cat-eared teen took Roy's hand in his and tugged, leading him into the living room. He tightly locked lips with the other as his fingers diligently set to work on unbuttoning his lover's shirt. The white cloth was soon left as an abandoned pool of soft fabric on the floor. Next, the needy and quick youth set to work on the pants, which was, in his wholesome opinion, the funnest part of undressing someone else.

With ease, he unbuttoned Roy's pants and had them open. He ran his hand inside the darkness, "accidently" touching the man's wakening erection. Once his pants were pulled down, Ed backed away and slowly removed his own clothes. Naked, he stood before the black gaze of his lover, standing suddenly shy with his right hand crossed to his opposite shoulder and knees bent to kiss.

'He's so cute trying to be all innocent!' Roy thought with a smile as he approached the teen. He trailed his finger along his jaw, tipping his head back at his chin to ease his lips down.

When they broke away with gasping breaths, the younger alchemist took a hand in his and pulled to lead them down the hallway and to the bedroom. He looked back and smiled as he stopped in front of the bed.

"Are you sure this is want you want?" Roy asked softly, pushing the small body on the plush surface.

"Yes," the teen replied in such a low voice that Roy almost didn't hear it.

Once more, their lips connected in a soft reunion, but it didn't end there. Their tongues met together, swirling around each other to create a massive pool of saliva that trickled down their chins in wet lines.

As their tongues danced together, Roy trailed his hand down his lover's front under he felt the small mound on his chest. He pinched the delicate skin between his fingers, thrilled to feel it perk at the simple touch. With the nipple standing tall, he took his first two fingers and dug them deep in the skin with a circle motion.

"There!" the teen gasped, immediately breaking his mouth away from Roy's as his head went back to sink in the soft mattress. In all the times they'd been physical with each other, Roy had never hit that particular spot that made him want more (mainly because Ed saw nipples as a pointless part of the male body). He felt a familiar heat begin to form in his lower region as his lover moved his two fingers all over his nipple in that massaging motion, stimulating every sensitive point on circular patch of skin.

Ed let out a disappointment whimper as Roy removed his fingers from their vigorous work on his chest to move far down his body. He rocked his hips slightly, brushing himself against his lover's hardened length. Once his hand got where he wanted it to be, he took both of them into his palm, stroking the outside of their shafts.

"Soubi, so good," Ed moaned, bringing his hands up to rest on the man's shoulders. He lifted his hips, pressing himself hard against Roy's own throbbing manhood and extracting the raven-haired man's own moan.

Roy decided quickly that he didn't like hearing someone else's name pass his lover's lips. Soubi...He wasn't Soubi! He was Roy! But as his hand squeezed itself further downward between their bodies, he made up his mind that he would just ignore it for now, because it was, after all, what his Edward wanted, and he knew that this whole "Roy is Soubi" business was a one-time thing.

Pushing the thought to the back of his mind, he trailed his finger down until he found the puckered entrance between the teen's firm cheeks. He traced the hole with his index finger, and after a few circuits, he pushed it inside. He could clearly remember the first time he'd ever touched Ed there, how tight and hot it was inside, but now, one finger could fit comfortably in the stretched entrance; Ed was far from the virginal character he was playing as.

He pulled his finger out to add another with it, feeling the walls of the teen's inside tighten against the digits as Ed clenched his muscles. He slipped a third fingers in, making a scissoring motion to stretch the dark tunnel apart and force Ed to relax.

He slid the three digits out and caught his lover's golden gaze, smiling. He reached his arm out and pulled the small drawer of the nightstand out, blinding rummaging around until he felt the small bottle of lubricant. In no time, he had his dick well coated in the clear substance.

"Soubi," the teen said softly, "will this hurt?"

'Not at all, dummy,' Roy thought; he knew that it would only hurt Ed if he wasn't prepared and even then, the little bastard often enjoyed it. Thinking it better not to say what he thought, he said, "It will at first, but I promise I'll be as gentle as possible. Are you ready?"

Ed gave a small nod and closed his eyes as he felt the raven-haired man press against his entrance. Because of who he was at the moment, he took a deep breath to prepare himself. He felt Roy ease himself in him and he yelped as he had his very first time. As Roy pushed himself deep inside him in a slow thrust, he fondly remembered their first time together: Roy's gentle strokes and words of reassurance, the pain that made tears well up in his eyes, digging his fingernails deep in the man's shoulders and back . . .

Fingernails....

Ed gave a mental smile, and then he ran his fingers down Roy's back to create a reddened trail of abuse. "Soubi, it hurts," he whimpered as his nails dug deep in his lover's skin. He knew well enough how Roy was just like him at times, enjoying a bit of pain in the realm of pleasure.

Roy understood right away what Ed was doing, trying to revert back to the time he'd let Roy take him; he would never forget that night.

He gradually increased his pace in and out of the teen, placing his hand around Ed's cock to relieve his "pain." He felt Ed's nail unlatch themselves from his back as he stroked the impressive organ, balancing the amount of the pain and pleasure the teen felt, even though Roy knew Ed was feeling everything but pain.

He quickened his pace to something more advanced, and it wasn't long before he gave a moan of satisfaction, releasing himself in the teen. As his seed exploded against his insides, Ed let loose of himself too, painting Roy's hand with the sticky substance.

Roy removed his flaccid length from the teen with a soft pop, his sperm immediately escaping out of the entrance (not like it had anywhere to actually go). He rolled off of the small body, their panting breaths filling the air. Without giving a glance at Ed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling above, he reached over and pulled the purple-ish wig off his head.

"No more ears," he said, swallowing hard. "How was it?"

"Meh, it's been better," Ed answered honestly, turning on his side to look at his lover. Roy finally turned his gaze at the youthful face.

"Way to shoot me down."

"Sorry, sorry," Ed said, smiling. "But I think this would have been a lot better if we were playing as different people."

"Oh, really?"

"Yep. Someday, Roy, there will be an amazing anime based off of me called Fullmetal Alchemist. People all over the world will love it and worship me for all that I've done."

"And what about me?"

"The fans won't care about you as much as they care about me, but I have a feeling that someone in this world or another will put us together in a romantic relationship that's filled with all kinds of twists and turns and amazing sex."

"I like the sound of that!"

"But," Ed began slowly, "it won't be part of some fancy-schmancy anime or well-drawn manga. Our relationship will only exist in the realm of fanfiction and will be written by crazy fangirls from all over."

"That doesn't sound good," Roy said with a small frown.

"Nope, not at all. There's no telling what wacky situations we're going to get thrown in now."

"Well, none of that can happen if they don't make a manga or anime based off of you. I think it'll be better for both of us if they base it off of me."

"How do you figure?"

"Well, I'm so strong that fanfiction won't stand a chance. Thrown in a cell by a bunch of renegade Ishbalans? No way. Getting cut up into a dozen pieces by Barry the Chopper? Nah-uh. Raped by you? Haha, don't make me laugh. See? I'm just so strong that there's no plot out there that I wouldn't be able to overcome and be the victor in. You, on the other hand, will always break in the end or something morbid like that."

"But Flame Alchemist is not an appealing title, not nearly as catchy as Fullmetal Alchemist."

"All right, well, let's compromise: How about neither of us have our own anime shows and we just stay in this bed all day and night going at it like rabbits?"

"Sounds like a plan to me!"