REVEALING-
Idiot. Fucking stupid idiot.
Edward mentally recited every brutal curse he could think of because of his blatant stupidity.
The Homunculus above him smirked maliciously. It had been tedious, watching the chibi for four years, not to mention he was disguised as a woman the entire time. High heels never really were his thing.
He flipped back his emerald hair and violently ripped out the blade previously sheathed in flesh. A cry tore out from Ed's lips before he could even comprehend to stop it. He hadn't meant to give his attacker such satisfaction.
"Now listen chibi-kun," Envy drawled, "I've been told not to kill you. And I'm sure you already know why." He carelessly tossed the knife back and forth between his hands like a hot potato. It didn't even faze him when the blade nicked his index finger and rapidly began to mend.
"You agreed to create 'it' for us, and you know what happened the last time you tried to defy us." Envy smiled at Edward's sudden startle.
'Blood. Gushing. Grey eyes haunting his footsteps.'
"So, if you don't want the same to happen to this Mustang of yours, I suggest you stop feeding him information about us." He paused and with a hint of concern whipped his head to the door.
As the steps outside stopped and the door handle began to turn, Envy gripped the knife and stood in front of it. "Speak of the devil."
Edward visibly paled. What was Envy planning to do?
"Listen Edward I-" Mustang came in and was met with bright purple eyes. His stare flickered down to the blade dripping with blood and back up to Ed.
Roy held his fingers in the deadly 'snapping' position. Only to look in horror at his gloves laying on the nightstand at Full Metal's side. What a simply perfect time for him to have taken them off…
During the Colonel's brief distraction Envy lunged at him and Roy's eyes went wide.
"Roy!" Ed cried out as he stumbled off of his bed. Envy sprinted out of the room while quickly changing back to his 'Nurse' form.
Mustang fell to his knees and clutched his chest. He vaguely heard shouts of, "There's an intruder in Room 139!" echo from the main desk. And as he looked up he met frightened gold eyes.
"Mustang, you stupid bastard! Are you okay?" Ed frantically searched for any wounds and didn't even give him the chance to respond. "Good, the knife missed you."
'Wait a minute…'
Envy missed a direct stab like that and merely punched? He was like a sadistic maniac that desperately craved for blood and death. Why would he miss?
And then it all made sense. Exactly why the Furher had chosen Roy to come and 'interrogate' him.
'Brigadier General Maes Hughes had acquired his new title supposedly through a valiant death in battle.' But Edward knew better. After all, Envy had told him that the man had been snooping around near Furher King Bradley and thus was taken care of. He died for getting too close to the military's secrets. It only made sense that if Mustang was his friend, he would strive to find the one who had killed him. And he was already coming close to the Homunculi without Ed's help. What better way to do it then? It had been the perfect plan.
'Colonel Mustang is appointed by the Furher to interrogate the Full Metal Alchemist, hero of the people. Then after a few sessions he is found with a knife by his side and the one he was questioning covered in blood.'
By bringing Roy closer to the Truth, the Furher effectively found a way to dispose of him. If it was said that Roy Mustang, hero of Ishbaal had attacked a figurehead representative of the people like Edward, he would be lucky to only be de-ranked. Let alone live for such a crime.
It was a bloody setup.
Mustang painfully tried to slow his breathing from the blow that had proceeded to knock the air out of his lungs. But instead of wallowing in his own injury, Roy focused on Ed's shoulder in front of him. That was more important now.
"Ed, come on. We have to hurry and get that bandaged." Roy stood up with little effort and began to tug on the boy's metal arm. But Ed wasn't coming.
The Colonel prepared to harp at him again to get a move on, yet abruptly stopped when Ed's gaze flashed up to meet his. And now he found himself being pushed towards the red back wall of the room. "Full Metal, what are you doing?" Roy squeaked out as his back hit the wall flush.
"Moron. We have to hide you. They're going to think that you did this," Edward quickly explained while gesturing to his blood soaked arm.
The brief wonder of how exactly they were going to proceed to hide him entered Roy's mind. But then again, this was Edward. And with him you never really knew.
Mustang watched with a fascination as Full Metal clapped his hands and pressed them to Roy's chest. He had heard of the technique of alchemy without circles, but this was his first time actually seeing it in action. A red wall identical to the one behind Roy came out of nothing and covered him completely. From the front it was impossible to tell that renovations had just been done to the room's structure.
Edward quickly limped back to his bed and got on it just before the doctor rushed in. "Mr. Elric, what happened here?"
His eyes glanced to where Roy was stiffly hiding in a Mustang sandwich and then proceeded to direct the doctor's attention away from there. "A man came in and attacked me. He went down the hall to the right," Ed wondered if perhaps his voice sounded too calm, but then was reminded that he was acting like Roy. The thought made him silently chuckle.
The doctor left hurriedly after telling Edward that he would send someone to attend to his injuries in a moment. The whole hospital would soon be in an uproar and would be the perfect setup for the next stage of his plan.
As he plotted out how to make it work with small mumblings Ed faintly heard a knocking. The knocking was coming from the wall…
"Oh shit, Roy!" He rushed over and de-transmuted the barrier away. Ed felt slightly glad that Mustang had thought to knock, because he sure would have forgotten that people need air to breathe. And enclosed spaces a foot wide doesn't have a whole lot of air to spare. He grinned sheepishly, "Sorry about that."
"It's not a big deal Full Metal. I know that you must have a rather small brain to accompany someone of your stature. It's natural that you would forget."
Edward chewed on the sides of his tongue to keep himself from taking the bait. Now was not the time for an argument.
"You're going to be sorry that you're that tall," He mumbled while trudging back to his closet and ruffling through the clothes.
Roy wondered what it was that he meant, and his curiosity was quelled when Ed pulled out a red jacket and tossed it. Mustang pondered exactly what he was supposed to do with it.
Edward's impatient tapping foot brought him to his senses.
Well, without his military uniform jacket it was still quite small. This must have been what Ed meant. While Ed chuckled in the corner Roy tried to move his shoulders somewhat, to at least get some leeway. No such luck.
"Oh stop complaining." Edward reached up to his tip toes and flipped the jacket hood back to cover Roy's glossy hair. Why did he feel the urge to stroke it suddenly?
"Now what?"
"There should be a key to a house near the outskirts of the North end of Central in one of those pockets. You won't miss the house. I'll meet you there sometime tonight." Ed felt Mustang's powerful gaze on him and he couldn't help but notice the pink tinge coming to his cheeks.
"Then you'll tell me what you know?" The Colonel's voice was unreasonably strict, as if it was more of a command than a question.
Edward briefly hesitated from Envy's threat. "Y-yeah." This time would be different. He could protect this person.
The two stood staring at each other silently for a moment until Ed broke the silence by shoving Mustang out the door and reminding him that the nurse would he here soon.
Roy firmly planted his feet in the ground and remembered his previous decision. This might be his last chance to say it. Who know what would happen after this…
He slowly turned around and looked at Full Metal's confused face. And yet, he couldn't bring himself to say it.
"What's the matter you bastard? We don't have a heck of a lot of ti-" Edwards ranting was cut off from Mustang's action.
He quickly pressed his lips over Ed's before the boy could protest and felt him tense up. But he wasn't rejecting…
Roy latched away and took off down the left hallway with a huge smirk on his face. Maybe actions really do speak louder than words.
Edward stood in the doorway bewildered. The warm feeling rushing up from his stomach wasn't helping at all. What had he meant by that? Did that mean that he felt the same?
'Al, it was my first kiss and I can't tell you about it…'