Disclaimer: I don't own fullmetal alchemist you dolts.

Warnings: Once again this work of fiction has yaoi within it.

Once again dedicated to ShadedRogue..wow she gets lost of dedications.

.:Chapter three:.

Silence was everything, nothing heard to the unconscious blond. The dull beeping coming from the machines around him seemed hollow. The hospital room was a bland white, and it reeked of death.

Soft strands of golden hair were no longer held in its tie, so it fell messily into the boys face. A mask had been placed over Edwards's face, it supplying oxygen to him. Small breaths escaped from his lips. He was covered in bandages; dark crimson splotches of blood had come through.

He laid unmoving oblivious to the world around him, Edward was lucky. To survive one human transmutation was amazing, but two? It was unheard of. His tanned skin appeared pale; months hiding in his dorm had done that.

He should have known that the transmutation would fail Al was dead. Never to return. His eyes were covered in the white bandages, but unlike the others no blood was seen.

A figure sat next to the bed. Coal black eyes were closed; his head hanging limply, a small snore was emitted from him. Like the full metal alchemist Roy Mustang was oblivious to the world.

The door cracked open, lieutenant Hawkeye walked in. She glanced at the boy first before approaching the slumbering Roy. A soft look passed her face, dark red eyes shut for a moment. "Colonel." She spoke aloud hand drifting to the gun in its holster.

The man grunted, stirring slightly. He was still sound asleep, eyes twitching every so often. His uniform was still on despite being on leave. The blue fabric wrinkled.

A small smile graced her lips; she rested a hand on his shoulder, "Colonel." She spoke again shaking him carefully. Trying to awake him, but not startle him.

Groggily the man woke, he blinked a few times. Trying to get rid of the fuzziness from his vision. An incoherent grumbled passed from his lips. He raised his head attempting to figure out what had disturbed him from his peaceful nap.

"Welcome back Colonel." She let her hand fall from her guns position at her side. She turned back towards the bed with Edward. She rested a hand on his forehead softly. For a moment a motherly look passed her features.

"Hawkeye, why are you here?" He asked, the man rose from his chair. She stumbled as soon as he had. He paused momentarily before continuing towards Edward's bedside.

The woman ignored him, "I wonder what he lost?" She questioned aloud. She hadn't expected any reply. She didn't really want to know. She was aware of how the boy always was cheated out of everything. He gave and gave, but never got anything in return.

Roy watched warily the calm woman for a brief moment, "Aa." He nodded his head wondering that as well. The beeping of the life support made the Colonel shudder. The boy was so broken, dead. He shook his head; he didn't want Edward's life to be stolen from him.

It was bad enough he'd lost Hughes, Al's death in a way was also his fault He couldn't take it if another person who'd trusted in him died. The doctor refused to disclose any information until they were positive of his condition.

How moronic could he be? "Didn't he know he would sacrifice something?" Roy grumbled just loud enough Hawkeye could hear. Worry laced through his words, he didn't appear to be the same brat he'd grown accustomed to.

Riza turned to Roy, "Havoc's got the car downstairs sir. You should go home." Her eyes narrowed. Crimson coloured eyes darting from the man to the unconsious boy on the bed.

Roy nodded, "But Lieutenent, I don't feel the need to go home. I'm quite fine staying here and watching over Fullmetal." He was focused upon the bandages covering the boys face. A twinge of sorrow suddenly filled him, it was a possibility. "He lost his sight?" He voiced his opinion out loud instead of inside his mind.

The woman turned quickly at the sound of his voice. "Colonel." Her tone was that of warning. "Please don't jump to conclusions, even the doctors don't know whats wrong with him.

THe raven haired man ignored her, the dark red splotchs on the bandages worried him greatly. It would be a shame if those captivating golden eyes no longer could see. It would pain him greatly to not see the determination inside the boy's golden orbs. He turned quickly. "Lietenant." Within seconds the commanding voice he used returned. "I suppose we should let the doctors take a look at Fullmetal." He approached the door, "Don't stay long."

The woman nodded in response, she hadn't intended on visiting the boy that long anyways. There was a troubling matter that plagued her at the moment. One that her commanding officer seem to be oblivious to. There hadn't been a warped body of the former Alphonse Elric. The only evidence of a human transmutation was the blood dripping from the sixteen year old, and the charred floor. Not to mention the transmutation circle drawn upon the ground.

It also was troubling if when she recalled that the humunculi were created by failed transmutations. Riza eyed the young boy, he was probably in a terrible dream. When he awoke it would become hell around. It was possible that he'd become hysteric like he had been when Alphonse had died. Or on the other hand, he could be still pitifully broken. How unfair this situation was.

Edward never got what he deserved only the pain life handed him. her blonde hair swayed as she walked towards the door, She hoped that he could be ahppy at least for a while.

Shaking her head, she followed out the room, after Roy. Aware that she wasn't the only one who wanted Edwards happiness. The whole group though he deserved it. But the blows kept hitting the boy, leaving him defenceless.

Her footsteps echoed in the abandoned corridor, a wry smile suddenly placed upon her lips. THe colonel had been neglecting his paperwork. She'd have to make him work later. Her hand unconsiously drifted towards the gun in it's holster. A reminder came to her, the gun would have to be reloaded before hand.

Upon leaving the hospital she viewed the Colonel sitting in the back seat of the car, a blank expression playing his features. SHaking her head once more, Hawkeye sat in the passenger seat, only glancing at Havoc.

He too appeared troubled, his normal lopsided grin vanished. Like always the ciggarette was between his lips. It was odd, Hawkeye noted. The second lieutenant had forgotten to light it. It was probably for the best. He would be saving himself the troubles of being sick for at least a little while.

Looking up at the mirrior she watched Roy stare out the doors window. His eyebrows knitted together in thought. "Havoc." She suddenly turned towards the man. "Lets go."

The other didn't respond the car falling into a silence. The car started, and the humminh of the engine was the only sound. Shifting the gears the Lieutenant started down the street, heading towards Roy's house first.

Roy was so engrossed with his thoughts he had not yet noticed the car had been moving. He intended on visiting his subordinant the next day. Hopefully he would be awake this time.

Hopefuly he wasn't still broken, lost, and pitiful. Hopefuly he hadn't lost anything that was of inportance.

A shudder passed him, he prayed that the boy still had those emotional eyes. It wouldn't be the same without that firey determintion.

Scar had once told Edward that he had eyes that could see forever. Those golden orbs seeing what others could not. Always full of hope.

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