Guess I was wrong ummm in case I forgot I don't own fma…If I did well…More things would explode then they already did in the series XD. Anyway. I may not post later today I realized I have homework and I'm spending time with friends but I most likely will post another chapter . Please review it lets me know I can keep posting these anonymous is now expected .
Chapter 4 illness
Ed was forced to stay at Roy's home with Al. His stomeach began to growl heavily.
"You could make yourself food brother. I don't think Colonel Mustang would mind." Al stated.
"Yeah right. As soon as I touch something he'll be all over me. Reprimanding me for something. I hate his snarky attitude." Ed growled.
Al made a strange sound that sounded like a sigh. Ed laid down on the floor and feel asleep. He awoke hours later to something that seemed really good. He sat up, and saw a stack of books by the black leather chair. He blinked. Mustang reappeared with a bowl and chopsticks.
"Stew." He stated coldly.
Ed blinked.
"Don't get use to me doing this. You have to make food from me for now on got it." He said crossing his arms.
"Is it because I'm a girl?" Ed hissed.
"No, it's because you are living under my house, and I'm working my ass of to get you back to normal." He half yelled.
Roy sat his in leather chair and picked up a book. Ed noticed a few books tossed to the side.
"Colonel Mustang read those while you where sleeping brother." Al stated.
Ed was shocked to hear that Roy was actually doing something. He blinked then started to eat his stew, often going into the kitchen to refill his bowl. After he was done he noticed that Roy was still feverously reading. He began to whisper to Al.
"Has he even eaten yet?" Ed asked.
The giant suite of armor shook his head no. Ed looked at his bowl and walked to the kitchen. He filled up the sink with water, and dish soap. He grabbed another dish and chopsticks and put some stew in it.
"Take a break." Ed demanded as he now stood before Roy.
Roy seemed to ignore him and kept up with his work Ed blinked, then placed the bowl by Mustang. Then returned to the kitchen to wash the dishes. It was the least he could do. He didn't like being nice to Mustang, but this was one of the few times Roy did something to help him that seemed obvious to Edward, and thus he showed his gratitude by doing whatever he could. Roy came to his apartment with more and more books.
"Ed, go sleep in my bed." Roy stated one day.
"WHAT!" Ed screamed.
"I'm going to sleep here." Roy stated.
Ed relaxed a hit.
"I can sleep on the couch it's no big-
"BED." Roy shouted in a demanding tone.
It sent chills down Ed's spine, and he did as he was told. Ed fell asleep rather quickly on the bed. Al on the other hand walked over to Mustang.
"Sir." Al spoke.
"Hmm?" Roy replied sounding very tired.
"You haven't slept in two days sir, or eaten." Al said concerned.
Roy kept reading.
"Colonel?" Al called for him. "Mr. Mustang?" He tried again.
Roy kept on reading.
"I'm sorry did….You say something?" He asked.
"Are you okay sir?" He asked even more worried.
Roy finally looked up. He looked pale, and flushed. His breathing was out of sink and he was sweating.
"Colonel, you don't look so good!" Al exclaimed,
"I'm…..Fine. He managed to say.
His body toppled over on his side.
"BROTHER!" Al screamed.
There was a thump from Roy's room, and Ed came out in a black t shirt, and loose paints.
"What?" He asked in almost a whisper rubbing his eyes.
"He passed out brother!" Al cried.
Ed ran over to Roy, and noticed how clammy he felt.
"He's burning up Al…Well that's ironic." Ed stated.
Roy began shaking.
"Get some hot water now!" Ed screamed.
Al ran into the kitchen and took the large pot Roy used to make stew, and put warm water in that. He also had a roll of towels with him. He set it down. Out of habit Ed clapped and put his hands on the pot. There was a slight steam coming from it.
"Brother!" Al exclaimed.
Roy opened his eyes.
"You did it." Roy whispered.
Ed blinked, then noticed he was able to use a little alchemy. Mustang groaned.
"So cold." He shivered.
"You're burning up though. Al carry him to the bed. I'll take the pot of water." Ed said barely able to lift it. He still managed, and began to dab Roy's forehead.
"Take it easy…How did you get this way?" Ed asked in a whisper.
"He hasn't eaten, or slept brother. He took books with him everytime." Al explained.
Ed's shoulders sank.
"Don't…..Tell…..Him…..Al." Roy whispered.
"He didn't want me to know." Ed stated. "You stupid idiot! Don't put your health on the line for me!" Ed shouted. "I don't need you!" Ed screamed.
Roy coughed, and Ed's face changed.
"I'm making soup." He said in a whisper. "Al I know it's late but call the lieutenant so she can make sure Roy doesn't get into trouble for not going to work tomorrow." Ed stated.
By the time Ed was done with the soup Roy had nodded of to sleep. So Ed put it back into the refrigerator.
"You should rest brother." Al said with worry.
"No, when he wakes up I'm going to make sure he eats even if I have to spoon feed him: Ed stated crossing his arms.