When the Day Met the Night

By: Xellion

A/N: Whew, that last chapter was kind of boring. I'm really sorry about that. Unfortunately they'll be in this "getting-to-know-one-another" phase for a while longer. But without a doubt, there will be some early sexual tension to come! Yay! Lust at first sight! I really try to keep some light-heartedness around in my story, but last chapter seemed to bog everybody down. Again, I apologize, we all know Edward's past, I probably didn't need to summarize :p. I don't think anyone was confused about the scene I referenced either, I think I made it fairly clear that Ed is going to become more delusional as the story wears on. Anyway, questions, comments ect are all welcome and I don't own FMA.

Chapter Five: Stay with Me

"Do you want to dance?" Roy asked, his voice as smooth as silk.

"Dance?"

"Are you telling me you can't dance?"

"No I can its just…..won't they stare?"

"Do you really care if they do?"

"….No….I was just seeing if you did."

"Well I don't. So lets dance." He pulled me close, into a slow waltz. I couldn't resist staring into his eyes. He only stared back, with passion and intensity. I got the feeling he wanted much more than a dance with me. I was more than willing to give that to him.

"We should ditch this place…"

"And do what?"

"I think you know…"

"Say it.." he murmured softly, urging me to be naughty in a crowd of people. At first I found it strange that he got so excited when I spoke like that. Until I realized that I got excited by doing it.

"I want you to fuck me, Roy….until I can't walk."

Edward paced through the living room, back and forth his ears straining to hear the sound of Roy's car. He was so incredibly excited about tonight. Surprisingly, he was able to get Alphonse out of the house without much of a fight; he certainly hadn't been expecting that at all. His brother had been so concerned a few days ago about his well-being…he wondered what instigated the sudden change. He brushed it off as he continued to pace back and forth.

The blond looked at the clock again and again. Excitement was swallowing him whole before he could stop it. Then he mentally slapped himself. Why was he so happy? This man was still a stranger and Ed was still a fool for expecting so much. He had to stop diluting himself like this, it wasn't healthy. But what if wanted to dilute himself? His dreams and…hallucinations…they made him…happier. At least in that world, he was loved by the real Roy and he lived at home with all of his family…in a quiet happy house.

It was then, a loud horn sounded out and Edward nearly jumped to the ceiling in shock. He raced to the door, yanking it open with all his might to see Roy standing by his car in the driveway. Ed couldn't stop himself from sighing in relief at the sight. He had to stop himself from racing out there and greeting him, he had to remember not to feel familiar with this man, because he didn't. It was just his appearance…his attitude…it was everything about him.

Roy casually walked up to the blond, his posture and expression very relaxed. He felt good in his normal clothes and even better in Edward's presence. Edward gladly stepped aside to let him into the house. It seemed much darker inside due to the stormy weather; Roy expected it would start raining soon.

"So um…why did you need to stop by..?"

"I might have some useful information for you."

"…might? I don't understand."

"I want to trust you Edward, I do. But past experiences won't allow for that kind of lapse in judgment."

"Wait, let me wrap my head around this…trusting me…is a lapse in judgment…?" Edward's voice was laced in annoyance

"Yes."

"Shouldn't I be the one not trusting you?"

"Maybe we're both happy not trusting each other."

"That crazy ass statement actually makes sense. So in other words you want to give me information but you can't trust me so you're not going to give it to me?"

"Correct," Roy coughed a few times, the blonde raised an eyebrow in interest but decided it wasn't worth investigating. It was probably just the beginning of a cold. It was winter after all "However, I came here because I wanted to counter that. In fact, you've willingly told me so much already. I never once asked you to volunteer information about your past."

"So now you're saying you want to believe that you can trust me, damn now I'm confused!" Roy laughed at the frustrated blond who glared in response.

"Against my better judgment, I'm going to give you these." He handed Edward a small enclosed manila colored envelope. "Don't open it now. When you're alone."

"Well all right then."

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The days turned into weeks, the weeks into a few months, Edward was starting to wonder if the whole encounter had been a dream. The only thing that convinced him otherwise, was the unopened manila envelope. He couldn't force himself into opening it, he just couldn't. Even if it might be some wonderful discovery that could lead him home (although he doubted it was that great). He knew his behavior was also starting to concern his brother, oddly Alphonse never asked any questions.

They certainly never talked about his fondness for the Colonel before they ever came here, so Ed could only deduce that they weren't going to speak about it now either. He knew Alphonse didn't have any issues with it; he was probably more than willing to have a conversation about it. Edward was the one with all the issues. He tried to be honest and open, but it was difficult, especially when he didn't want to be. He hoped that Alphonse could understand that.

At the moment, he occupied himself with the envelope he had received from the "other" Roy. (He was already having enough trouble keeping them apart), needless to say his fingers traced the edges of it, without much thought to the action. He barely twitched when the doorbell rang. The voice that followed afterward, however struck a chord in every nerve of his body. He went to his bedroom door, and peeked out. Sure enough, Alphonse had opened it and standing there was Roy…again. But he didn't look so good this time.

Edward remembered the strange cough the man had let out their last conversation and wondered if that had anything to do with it. But that was months ago. Winter had gone and passed and the last vestiges of spring were beginning to fade away too. He set the envelope down on his bed and made his way to the door, nearly shoving his poor brother out of the way.

"Roy…? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine.." he coughed(almost on cue as to counter that statement)

"No, you're not…come inside, sit down."

"Only for a moment…"he reasoned as he stepped into Edward's house. He quickly sat down on their couch, without having to be told. He did feel awful, that was for sure. And sleep sounded like a very good idea. Before either of the boys could press the older male any further he drifted off to sleep on their couch. The Elrics exchanged the same confused expression.

"Maybe we should take him to the hospital?" Alphonse suggested.

"He was coughing like that the last time we spoke too….let's wait for a while, till he wakes."

"I don't really like that idea…"

"He's not going to die, at least not yet…" the older blond sighed; at least he hoped Roy wouldn't die, that'd be a shame.

A/N: So sorry for the wait! Hope you all had awesome holidays!

kai-kakashi: you're totally right, Ed absolutely killed any hope for them by telling that story. But I'm not sure yet, maybe it'll spur it on too? Who knows?

Witchandelyonpower: 8D thanks for the review! This chapter wasn't so great though :x

Corey-kun: Oh thank you! I hope it's turning out all right, it will get better (more suspense is on the way!)

I love Malfoy as a ferret: Roy most definitely feels like a replacement right now. And unknowingly, Ed is treating him like one.