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Chapter 2 - I'm The Only One

Wednesday the 30th of December

Ed was a major cuddler, and how did Roy know this? Because Roy woke up with the petite teenager wrapped around him, Ed's head resting contently on his chest. He checked his watch - 7:00, in winter; the sun wasn't even up yet, and he would have known if the sun was up as well, since he'd forgotten to shut the black out curtains the night before. He gave a sigh, studying the blonde curled up pretty much on top of him. He wouldn't mind, since Ed wasn't exactly heavy, but the Automail added to what little weight he had, and the metal limbs were cold against his bare skin. Ed was wearing the pyjamas Hughes had picked for him - and Roy had to remind himself to congratulate his friend on that buy - a blue and white chequered short-sleeve night-shirt, and blue shorts. The kid looked positively edible… ah ha ha, get it? ED-ible? Roy decided it was too early for humour. He disentangled himself from the sleeping youth and walked over to the window to look over the car park where early morning travellers were packing up for the long trek home.

Maybe taking Ed to a hotel out west for a fair and New Years was a little much for a 'first date' as it were. Perhaps it gave the impression that he was looking for something more from Ed. He'd chosen a twin for that reason, but somehow he and Ed had ended up sharing one of the small single beds anyway. It wasn't as if they'd had impure thoughts that had lead to that situation. He clasped his hands behind his back and glanced back at the teen. They'd been watching a made-for-TV movie on the small, out of signal TV the hotel had plastered on to the wall. It made sense for Ed to share his bed so that they could both get a good view of what they'd thought might be a good movie. It had ended up being more boring the watching grass grow, and they'd just fallen asleep like that. He watched as Ed noticed the lack of warmth and began to wake up; rubbing his eyes blearily and glancing across at Roy, who had not moved from his spot near the window. The teen yawned and stretched and Roy heard a few joints pop.

"Hey." said the teen, grinning and rubbing more sleep from his eyes. Roy gave a short smile.

"Hey kid." he replied. "Here." he added, grabbing a coffee from the coffee machine in the corner and passing it to the blonde.

"I'm not a kid." Ed grumbled, pouting slightly, and taking the steaming cup. He looked at it with polite interest. Roy got his own coffee and took a sip; he didn't function to well in the morning without caffeine. Ed was still staring at his drink as if it was foreign to him. Mustang smirked.

"You drink it." he teased, taking another sip of his caffeine-goodness. Ed blushed, swirling the dark brown liquid around before taking a tiny sip. He swallowed quickly and grimaced.

"Bitter."

Roy laughed.

"Well, it's coffee - You take sugar? How childlike."

Ed swirled the bitter drink around again, frowning at it.

"I never tried coffee before." He explained. "I don't like it."

Roy chuckled, raising his cup for another taste.

"We'll try you on it again in a bit, with less coffee and more sugar." he said. Ed nodded, before getting up and rummaging through the backpack he'd been given yesterday; finding some clothes that would look presentable; he liked to look his best around Roy. "The fair starts at 9:00, we'll grab some breakfast and then walk down there." Roy ran a smooth hand over his chin, frowned, and placed his cup down on the windowsill, making his way towards the bathroom.

"You change, I need to shave." he said, before shutting the en suite door. Ed grinned to himself, changing into his new clothes and revelling in Roy's bed-hair and sudden desire to shave. Was it actually possible that Roy felt like Ed did? When Roy cam back out of the bathroom with a clean shaven chin and wearing a navy blue jacket over a white t-shirt and dark jeans, Ed had changed as well. He was clad in a tight, light green top which hugged him and hand long sleeves the stretched down to past his wrists, the black skinny's he'd worn the day before, and white gloves which covered his Automail completely. When he turned around to greet Roy, the elder man noticed the Celtic symbol sprawled across the front of it.

"So, does the hotel supply breakfast?" asked the youth.

- X -

The morning had, by far, reached best morning of the year on both Ed and Roy's list. They'd spent the majority of the day at the fair, enjoying the games and activities the West had to offer, and it was nice to be able to spend time in the others company without the constant paranoia that they could be caught at any moment. The little touches and loving smiles Ed wasn't permitted at home were treated to him whenever he won a game or braved going on a ride. Ed may have the material prizes, but the real reward was when Roy would ruffle his hair or rest his hand on his shoulder.

They were walking along the different stalls when Roy suddenly grabbed the blondes hand and pulled him into the nearby haunted house. Ed squeaked as Roy embraced from behind, which he was sure was scarier then anything the house could throw at him, and then Roy shushed him, and he went deadly quiet. Roy peeked out the door they had just come in from, so Ed followed suit, feeling somewhat like a spy in one of those old detective movies. The two watched as a girl with dark hair and a died fringe walked by her boyfriend.

"What are they doing here?" Ed asked, watching Rose's back retreat, hand clasped with Cane's. Roy sighed, followed Ed's eye line exactly.

"5th years have an extended break for studying. Rose is probably using the time for a romantic break away. I didn't think about that." He sighed, then smirked. He quickly checked the area to see if anyone was around, then placed a few feather light kisses to Ed's shoulder. The boy shivered involuntarily. "They're just doing the same thing we are really." the older man murmured.

"How do you know Rose?" questioned the boy, turning to face his companion. He wasn't exactly surprised, since Rose seemed to know everybody, but the question would keep the conversation going and the public displays of affection at bay. Roy fell silent and lead Ed deeper into the haunted house.

"We'll just have to go back to the hotel after this. The fair isn't that big and we can't risk bumping into them." he said, letting go of the teen's hand as other fair-goers looking for a scare came into view. If Ed noticed Roy avoiding the question, then he didn't say anything. The passed by the group and didn't spend long trying to scare themselves in the Not-Really-Very-Scary-House. It was apparent that Roy was becoming increasingly more awkward, and he kept checking over his shoulder. Once they reached the end of the haunted house, if Roy hadn't made a bee-line for the hotel, Ed might just have insisted on them going back - If only to stop the awkwardness.

Roy bypassed the reception clerk when they arrived back, and kept pushing Ed ahead of him so he couldn't talk to Mr. Weedy either. In fact, Ed barely got a chance to glance at the man before he was being ushered up the stairs.

"Okay, what is your problem?" asked the annoyed teen, dumping down the prizes he had won that day on his temporary bed. He glared at Mustang. "I know we ran into Rose, but we're out west, why do I feel like you're ashamed to be with me?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. Roy sat down heavily on his bed and locked gazes with the blonde.

"You know that's not true Edward." he stated, Ed's glare did not falter, however. Roy held out his hand and touched the boy's cheek; just loving to be able to touch him. "Look, I'm sorry - I'm just jumpy. I didn't expect to run into anyone from Central here. Though I should have done."

Ed sighed, waving away the passing thought that Roy had no clue anyone from central would be there, so why would he have even thought that? His rage was quickly slipping away at the slightly touch from Roy. He brought his hand up to his cheek, and flattened his palm over Roy's fingers. Keeping them there.

"You took a lot of effort to organise this." he stated, looking around their hotel room. "It must've cost a lot…" he trailed off, suddenly blushing and awkward. "I can pay you back you know." he said, although he wasn't sure he could. Roy pulled Ed so that he was sat on the best next to him, and linked there hands. He chuckled lightly.

"That's a lie. But don't worry about it. I wanted to do this." he said, loving the feeling of heat spreading up his arm from their clasped hands.

"But-" began Ed, but was cut off when Roy kissed him silent. The teen blushed crimson and looked at the wall. He was sure he'd never get used to Roy.

"Don't go awkward I have the money to do this stuff."

"You're just a guidance counsellor!" protested Ed. Mustang fell silent, keeping his eyes trained on the window.

"We still have New Years to celebrate tomorrow. This trip isn't a complete disaster just yet." He said.

"I never said it was a disaster!" exclaimed Ed, sharply turning his head to try and meet the other man's gaze. He brushed aside that Mustang had changed the topic twice that day after falling into an awkward silence. Roy turned his head and caught eye contact with the blonde briefly before leaning forward and forcefully kissing the teen. He untangled their hands only to tangle them up again, and licked Ed's lower lip gently. Ed gasped and Roy slipped his tongue inside the youth's mouth, pushing Ed back onto the bed.

Ed struggled slightly under the older man; Roy had never done this before, yet Ed wouldn't say it was wholly un-likeable. Even though he was at a loss as to what to do with his hands and tongue, and when Roy had pushed him backwards there teeth had clacked together painfully. He had almost got used to the light kisses Roy would give him every now and again, and now the man was springing something entirely new on him. It was completely different. He hesitantly poked back at Roy's exploring tongue with his own, and Mustang stopped his activities to just look down at the boy he was effectively straddling. Ed blushed heavily; had he done something wrong?

"You've never done this before have you?" asked Roy. Ed wanted to glare at him and tell him that he was his counsellor, he should know Ed's never been with anyone but him. Instead he said;

"Does it show that badly?"

Mustang gave his signature smirk, but shook his head, bowing it so he could nuzzle the teens neck; something he was fond of doing.

"Just makes it better. Knowing that I'm the only one." he replied. Ed sighed. Why did he get the feeling that this was the calm before the storm?

Because I'm a terrible person who can't stop messing around with cute blonde bishies… Anywho. XD Please review with your thoughts. I hope you enjoyed it.