A/N: Sweet, third chapter, yo! Reviews are coming in pretty nicely(thank you lovies!) and as always responses are at the bottom all except one. Which I wanted to personally address coz I think I've confused all of you with my strange openings that happen to be in italics and from Ed's POV! I was going to keep them an utter secret, but its getting rather confusing so here goes. For kai-kakashi: They are foresights into the future. However there will come a point when those scenes at the beginning start becoming shorter and all together disappear. Meaning they will combine with the actual story and the time lines will be merged. As the story grows you will find the scenes repeating themselves but in third person perspective. I hope that makes sense. At some point it will all come together, I just wanted to try out something different. Please hang around for the ride!

Chapter Three: Exposure to His Inner Self

Our First Kiss…..damn it was something. He had grabbed me out of the clear, blue sky. Although he was tender, I was still in shock.Then our eyes met and, without my knowledge I began to subconsciously lean forward, he did too. It must have been instinct. Until at last we connected out lips, soft and subtle. We were beginning a discovery, both of us scared and bewildered. And then I got greedy. I wanted to taste him more. I pulled at his coat, deepening the kiss.

Before I knew it, his tongue was shoved deep into my mouth, tracing over my teeth and dancing with my own. I wasn't even sure how to act; I just went with my gut. He seemed to enjoy whatever it was I was trying to do, so I didn't stop. I managed to let out a moan I had been suppressing for quite some time, hoping that would get him to advance a little further. And further he did! His hand somehow snaked its way down to my ass and gave that particular area a little squeeze.

Then it trailed over my hip, straight to my groin. 'Just fucking grab me!' I demanded to no one but myself. He must have picked up on my silent message because after I thought it, he gently started grinding his hand against my trapped erection.

"…y-yes…." I murmured into the kiss "please…give me more…"

"We've gone far enough for now."

"But….but…"

"Not here or now. Later all right?"

"Fine. But you owe me, Mustang."

"What?"

"Your last name. Isn't it…?"

"No Ed….it's not."

"Why did you need to know my name?" Roy sat on a stool in front of the bartender, with the blonde at his side. He swirled the ice around in his amber colored drink, watching the liquid go round and round. It was better than looking into those golden eyes of the stranger next to him. Something about that boy made his insides melt; he wasn't even entirely sure what it was either. Which was a shame; if he did he could avoid it, block it out and pretend it didn't exist.

"It doesn't really matter," Ed looked into his own glass of scotch as he spoke. He too was mesmerized by the strange amber liquid, but not because of its color. But because it was Roy's favorite drink. He remembered rumors of the Colonel's drinking habits, but he'd never seen it himself, until the day Maes opened his big mouth. Edward smiled to himself and took a sip, the beverage burned his throat at first, but it was welcome.

"Is that a lie?"Roy inquired as he took a gulp from his own glass.

"Let's move on all right? You seem to know enough about me. Tell me about yourself."

"There isn't much to tell, I'm afraid."

"Is that a lie?" Ed rebounded the older man's words. He only smirked in response. "You're name is Roy and you're a dog of the military, excuse me if that doesn't quench my infinite curiosity. So cough it up." Roy only continued to stare into his glass, as Edward observed his every move, waiting for some kind of response. But it never came, so he occupied himself with focusing on Roy's features, they didn't disappoint either. He was an exact replica of the Colonel, in every way. His eyes traveled from Roy's face to his shoulders, and broad arms.

His pale fingers, as they gently gripped the glass that was his. Ed had always loved those hands; he would surely bet his life that even if they appeared smooth as ivory they would be rough to the touch. It was a perfect irony. How he wanted to touch those hands, or rather…..have those hands touch him. He shuddered at the thought. What amazing things they could do. Suddenly he felt as if his heart had plummeted, he had all these expectations, from a man he hardly knew! How could he possibly think this stranger would return his feelings? Or even care? Tears were coming faster than he could stop them.

Edward never cried, or at least he always tried his hardest not to. But time he couldn't stop it, or hold it back, he just continued sobbing. Meanwhile Roy wasn't really sure what to do with the other male. He watched as the sobs shook Ed's body. He reached over and grabbed a few tissues to give to the boy.

"Why are you crying all of sudden?" Ed snatched the tissues quickly and wiped his tears away, sniffling like a child. The child he still was, he hadn't grown at all.

"Its….its personal…"

"I don't want to pry, but generally when I take someone out for a drink they don't cry. So you can see why I might be just little confused."

"It's really….n-nothing…." He took a tissue, not realized Roy had been the one to offer it to him. He proceeded to wipe his tears away. Suddenly those pale thin fingers wrapped around his wrist, he looked up to meet Roy's bewildered expression.

"Your….arm…" suddenly everything came at him with full force again. Edward was crying because he was alone, he was alone because he couldn't have Roy and when he took that damn cloth to wipe his tears away, damn it all to hell….he'd done it with his right hand. He hadn't bothered with gloves because they were a bitch to put on and he honestly didn't think he'd run into him ever again. "If I ask you what this is about are you going to reply 'nothing its personal'?"

"…..I might…."

"I found a lot of crazy rumors about you before I found anything of use….in your file it claimed you didn't come from Germany, but from the other side of that portal. Seems you took a memento with you.."

"Yeah," he laughed nervously "It was gift from a wrench-wielding blonde."

"Sounds like a fox, what's her name?" finally Roy released his grip on Ed's automail and they carried on as if nothing had happened at all.

"She's a bit young for you, old man."

"I'm hardly 29, that's not old. And if it is, too bad."

"So why did you hunt me down if there wasn't any need for it? The government doesn't care about me, so neither should the military."

"I'm not really sure. I mean at first, I thought you were just a donut-loving teenager. But I knew I had seen your face, I just couldn't place it."

"So you stalked me?"

"Sure. Let's call it that."

"I was actually…..looking for you. Oddly enough."Ed sighed, he knew exactly where this conversation was headed, and he wasn't ready to go there yet. "Look I gotta go home, it's getting late."

"Wait, Edward," he took the blonde's flesh hand this time and placed a scrap of paper in it. "We should talk again sometime.."

"Sure…okay…see you then." With that he left the bar. Ed's emotions were still swaying this way and that and he wished they'd just make up their damn mind already!

wishfulliving89: Well its hear! Thanks so much for the review!

ketsuekilover: Dude everyone would like to steal donuts from Roy! Hell I'd do it to. But again, I wouldn't get away with it. Only Ed would, heh.