Woo! I just can't stop writing tonight! I've been really under the weather lately, so I guess now that I'm better, my fingers just need to exercise! Yay for health!

I technically prefer Roy and Edward, but when Roy needs to be topped, its Havoc! Go Havoc! Ride that mustang bareback! Hehehehe!

I really don't know how long this story will go on, I guess just where ever my fingers take it. This is how I do most my stories, I take an idea nd just write, letting my fingers take it where ever they want. Anywho! On with the story!

MASTERBATION in this chapter!

Is This Love?

2nd Date

About a week had passed since the night they had dinner together. That night had ended rather uneventfully. They ate dinner, drank some wine and Havoc walked home. Roy wanted to drive him, but Havoc merely grinned and said 'You're tired. You've got a full stomach, you're tipsy and you haven't slept well the past few months. Sleep, boss.' and then he walked home. Valentine's Day was now just a day away, and Havoc had an idea on what to do with Roy. Five o'clock on the dot, every one packed their things and left the office. Everyone but Roy and Havoc.

"Yo, Boss."

"We're alone, Jean." Roy smiled.

Jean grinned and leaned back in his chair, feet on the table and a cig hanging unlit between his lips. "Yo, Roy..."

"What, Jean?"

"Who you takin to the V-Day party tonight?"

"No one..." Roy replied, reading a report.

"Me either... wanna go with me?" Havoc grinned. "I'll even get ya a boquet of roses!"

"Do I look like a woman, Jean?" Roy rose an eyebrow in his direction, but didn't lift his gaze from the paper.

"Do you really want me to answer that?" Jean habitually dodged the stapler that was sent flying to his head. Havoc chuckled and stood from his chair. "You know I'm just kidding..." He said and walked up to Roy's desk. "Come on... its not like we'll be going as dates, just going as two lonely men who only have each other as company." He said and leaned on the colonel's desk.

Roy looked up at him. "I'm not lonely. At least I haven't been since we started hanging out."

Havoc blinked. "Come to think of it... you do look better. Your complexion is healthier, your eyes are a bit brighter and you seem to have regained that weight you lost." He grinned. "Its my cooking, isn't it?"

Roy chuckled. "Yes, Jean, its your cooking. Now, fetch my stapler."

Havoc smiled. "Yes, sir." He said playfully and walked over to the stapler, which was miraculously not broken with how many times Roy threw it at him. He handed it to the colonel, who took it from him, their fingers brushing, and stapled the papers together, then closed the folder and stood.

"Do you honestly want to go to that party, Havoc?" Roy asked as he put his jacket on.

"No, not really." Havoc replied, looking up at the ceiling. "I actually made reservations for two at this small Italian place." He smiled. "What d'you say? Wanna go with me?"

Roy stared at him. "You actually made reservations for once on the day before Valentine's Day at an Italian place?"

"Yeah. Its not a luxurious place. Its small, cozy and not all that expensive." Jean smiled. "Come on... my treat."

"Well... I suppose. Should we go home and change first?"

"Nope!" Havoc smirked. "The reservation is for six o'clock. We can take the short cut and be there in thirty minutes, or we can take the long way and be there in an hour."

As Roy stepped around his desk, he thought about it. "Lets walk around the park first, then we'll take the short cut and go to the resteraunt." Roy suggested as he stepped out of the office. Havoc followed him like a puppy.

"Sounds good to me!" He agreed excitedly.

As they exited the building, they said goodbye to brothers-in-arms and walked straight to the park. It was a nice day, the sun was out, but there was a cool, gentle breeze and grey clouds moving across the blue sky. The ground had a foot of snow on it. Roy had his hands in the pockets of his trench coat while Havoc walked with his arms behind his head, chatting even though there was really nothing to talk about except work and the Valentine's Day party at Central. Roy had a relaxed expression on his face, listening to Havoc chat away about nothing in particular.

"Ah! Its snowing!" Havoc exclaimed.

Roy turned his gaze up to the sky and saw the small snow flurries slowly floating their way down to the ground. He smiled warmly and bent down to make a snow ball while Havoc was busy trying to catch a snow flake on his tongue. After forming a nice sized snow ball, he stood straight. "Jean?"

Havoc turned his head. "Yeah, Ro-" SPLAT! Jean Havoc lost his footing at the sudden, surprising impact of the snow ball and fall back into the snow on his butt. Roy laughed like he hadn't in years. Havoc shook his head, getting rid of the cold snow from his face and glared at Roy, who was poiting at him and laughing. "Oh! You wanna have a fight eh?!" He yelled and gathered snow into his hands.

Roy smirked at him and kneeled down to make another snow ball. Havoc stood up with a rather large snow ball and got ready to throw it at Roy, but another smaller sized snow ball got him in the chest and he lost balaned of the snowball above his head, causing it to fall on top of him. Roy laughed again, already making another snowball. Havoc shook his head again and stood up. Roy watched him, snowball at the ready. His eyes widened when he saw Havoc charging him, so he quickly turned and got behind a tree.

Havoc stopped and grinned, gazing behind one side of the tree, then the other, narrowly dodging Roy's snowball. "Gotcha!" He exclaimed and ran around the tree from the right.

Roy chuckled and ran away from him, going for another tree. Havoc chased after him, reaching forward to try to grab hold of him, but Roy only stepped out of his reach. A few other couples walking around the park watched them, curious and as happy as them. The two soldiers ran around in circles, occasionally stopping to throw snowballs at each other. Roy got hit once in the shoulder, but he got Havoc many more times. As they began playing chase once again, Havoc hid behind a tree.

The colonel slowly stepped up to the tree, snowball in hand. He put his free hand on the tree and slowly peeked around, only to see no one. He suddenly felt arms grab his waist from behind and he let out an undignified yelp of surprise. Havoc laughed and picked him up in his arms, ignores the colonel's cries of protest. Roy smirked and pushed his foot against the tree, sending them both falling to the ground. Havoc yelped, but held onto Roy tightly as they hit the ground. Roy laughed, rolling off of Havoc and onto his stomach. They both panted a bit from exertion, smiling and chuckling. Jean turned his blue eyes to Roy and blushed some from the warm gaze Roy was sending his way.

Jean smirked. "You continue to look at me like that and I'm gonna kiss you..." Roy blushed and looked away quickly. Havoc chuckled. "I'm kidding, Roy."

"Would you?"

"Huh?" Jean blinked and stared at his boss.

"Would you kiss a man like me?" Roy asked and looked at him again.

Havoc blushed. "Well... not just any man." He replied, looking up at the sky.

Roy grunted softly and sat up. He chuckled. "We're soaking wet..."

Jean sat up as well and grinned like an idiot. "Yeah." He looked down at his watch. "We have just enough time to go home and get to the resteraunt if we go by car."

Roy stood up and held out a hand to Havoc. "I have some clothes you can borrow at my place."

Havoc took his hand and stood. "Great!" He grinned and followed Roy back to Central Command and get his car.

The ride to Roy's place was silent, both shivering some from their wet clothes and as soon as they got ot Roy's house, they both undressed and changed into warm, dry clothing in Roy's bedroom. Havoc took a peek at Roy's naked form and felt his flaccid cock twitch in interest. Flushing, he quickly turned his back to Roy and buttoned his pants up. Roy glanced back at him and smiled some. He quickly got dressed and combed his hair back.

"Ready?" Havoc grinned, putting his jacket on.

"Yes..." Roy put his own jacket on and followed Havoc out of the house. He locked the door and got into the car and drove them to the resteraunt. "You're right, it is small and cozy..."

Havoc grinned and walked in. "Told ya..." He stepped up to the host. "Reservation for Jean Havoc..."

"Welcome Mr. Havoc..." The girl smiled at him and grabbed two menus, she led them to a table in the corner. "What can I get for you to drink?"

Roy and Havoc both agreed on a bottle of red wine. After the hostess left, they looked at their menus.

"I'd kiss you..." Havoc said looking at the menu still.

Roy smiled. "You would?"

"Yeah! You're hot, strong, my boss... it'd be a real thrill!" Havoc grinned.

The colonel chuckled. "I'd kiss you as well, Jean."

"You would? Sweet..." Havoc looked up at Roy, Roy looked up at Havoc, they grinned and chuckled. "Is this what you call flirting?"

"You can call it that, if you want. If I were truly flirting, I'd be reaching across the table and taking your hand..." Roy set his menu down, reached out with his hand and took Havoc's hand into his hand. "Then, I'd stare into your eyes..." Havoc blushed as Roy looked into his eyes deeply. "And I'd say, 'Jean, the snow outside illuminates your beautiful skin like the moonlight illuminates the lake in Central Park. The dim lighting in this room, makes your blue eyes stand out like sapphires.'" Jean blushed even more, shivering as Roy reached out and touched his cheek. "'And your skin is so rough, it tickles my skin that makes my heart beat faster and sends butterflies in my stomach.' Thats me flirting." Roy smirked.

"... Ah... T-Thats... charming." Jean whispered, swallowing thickly. "I can see why all the women love you."

Roy chuckled and released his hand and cheek, then sat back in his chair. "Did it affect you?"

"... Honestly... yes. My heart is racing right now." Havoc smiled nervously.

"I still have it, then!" The colonel exclaimed happily.

"Did you mean it?" The soldier asked softly.

Roy blushed some, coughed a bit and looked away. "If I say yes?"

"Then I'd probably have to take you home and pounce you!" Havoc grinned like an idiot as the blush on his boss' face turned redder. "No, it'd make me really happy though..."

"Then yes... I meant it." Roy whispered and peeked a glance at Havoc, smirking at the heated blush on the man's tanned cheeks. "What about you? How do you flirt?"

"How do I flirt? Well..." Havoc leaned back in his seat and looked up at the ceiling. "It starts out with some compliments, then it extends to innocent touches, maybe a kiss on the cheek or a hug after that. Then I start suggesting things we should do together."

Roy smiled, leaning his arms on the table. "Like the first day?"

"Yeah, like that!"

"You skipped the compliments and innocent touches, Jean Havoc." Roy teased.

Havoc blushed a bit. "Ah! Uh... my bad?" He smiled nervously and rub the back of his head.

The colonel smiled. "Its not too late to start, though." Havoc grinned and reached across the table to take Roy's hand back into his. "Thats a good start."

Jean grinned shyly and looked down at the table. When Roy suddenly removed his hand from him, he looked up confsued. A waitress walked over with their wine and Jean understood why Roy had taken his hand back. She poured their wine from them and asked what they would be ordering as an appetizer and meal. They gave their orders and when the waitress left, Roy reached back across and took Havoc's hand. Havoc smiled and rub his thumb over the top of Roy's hand.

"So... how many 'boyfriends' have you had anyways?" Havoc asked.

"In my whole life... two... if you count the boy I kissed a few times in my early teens. And then I had another one in the academy... and then there was Hughes who I held special affection for." Roy explained, looking into his glass of wine. "What about you?" He asked teasingly.

Havoc grinned. "None... I've never really looked at men that way until you."

"Me?" Roy smirked. "You hold feelings for me?"

"Would I be holdin your hand and flirtin with you otherwise?" Havoc smirked back.

Roy Mustang chuckled softly. "No, I suppose not..."

"So... I take it you've already had sex with a boy?"

"No... I only ever made it to second base. I was too busy and often too tired to ever have actual sex." He sipped from his wine, Havoc soon doing the same. "I thought you preferred beer, Havoc?"

"I do... but wine on the occasion isn't all that bad. Plus I don't wanna be totally drunk when around you. I don't mind tipsy, but I don't wanna be dead drunk." Jean replied.

"Why? Does it bring out something bad?" Roy teased.

Havoc chuckled nervously. "Yeah, sort of. I tend to get... horny... or flirty... when I'm drunk."

The colonel chuckled. "I see..."

Their dinner soon arrived in they ate in companionable silence for a few minutes, then began talking about the spring and what they could do once the snow was gone and the warm weather returned.

"We could go swimming in the pool! Ah, but you don't like water much do you?" Havoc sighed.

"If it means I get to see you wet and in trunks, I don't think I'll mind." Roy smirked.

Havoc blushed some, but grinned. "And I get to see you wet and half naked too!"

Roy smiled and nodded. "Yes, yes you will."

"Even though the uniform looks magnificent on you, it'd be nice to see you in less." Havoc grinned at the blush on his boss' face.

After dinner, they went back to Roy's place. Havoc's clothes weren't quite dry yet, so Roy promsied to wash them and dry them and offered to let Havoc stay for the night. Havoc agreed and they sat in the den in front of the fire talking and joking around. After a couple hours, the colonel showed Havoc the extra bedroom and then the shower. They said their good nights and as Havoc lay in bed after showering, he stared up at the ceiling and thought about the day's events. He smiled happily, hoping he was helping Roy Mustang return to himself and possibly even grow feelings for him in return. Closing his eyes, he fell asleep with a small smile on his lips.

Roy, in the mean time, was standing in the shower, hand around his hard cock, legs spread slightly. His breaths came in short as his hand stroked over his erection with quick, precise movements. Closing his eyes, he tilted his head back, his other hand reaching down to squeeze and rub his sacs, causing him to moan and buck his hips. "Jean... mn..." He rubbed his thumb over the head of his arousal roughly, sending shivers of bliss up his spine. As he rubbed faster, his semen spurted out onto the bathroom floor, and his body spasmed with his pleasurable orgasm. Relaxing his body, he finished his shower and went to bed sated.