Heres chapter three. Sorry it took so long, my muse decided to take a break. Once again, I do not own Fullmetal alchemist. If you want to see the video that inspired this fic, hers is the link
www. youtube. com/watch?v=VB2uTaJGQP8
Sorry I keep updating this, I keep thinking of things that I need to put in the disclamers and whatnot.
Shane's voice is supposed to sound like phantom dark. I figured Ed could sound like that since they are both voiced by the same person (Vic Mignogna).
Hope you enjoy this, and please review
Chapter Three
Roy's POV
I sat there in silence as the room lights came back on. Gently, I lifted my fingers to my lips; I can still feel the tingle from where Shane had kissed me. "Roy, are you alright?" I looked over and saw Riza looking at me. "I'm fine." I answer as I put my hand back down. "You might want to check on Havoc though, he seems ready to pass out, has since Shane got through with him." She nodded her head and left the table to go check on Havoc, who was still having slight problems with his breathing.
I slowly started to uncross my legs, which I don't remember crossing in the first place, when I fell something poking me in the chest. Oh yea, that note he stuck down my shirt, how could I forget that… probably because of that kiss and a certain problem that is slowly receding. I pulled the note out and only looked at it when I was sure no one was around to see what had been written.
Roy,
I've been friends with Edward for a long time, and he always said I should meet you, that we might get along well together… that is, once we get past our stubbornness. I had to chuckle at that, I am quite stubborn when I want to be. I was surprised when Ed asked me to perform here for this show, and I eagerly accepted because I finally have a chance to meet you. Could you meet me in my dressing room, er, your office after the closing remarks of the talent show. Hope to see you soon
~Shane~
I was definitely going to meet him, how could I not after that. I just have to make it through these closing remarks then I can meet this mysterious friend of Edwards. Shane reminds me of Edward some, I wonder why that is. "Once again, I wish to thank Shane Maxwell for performing and Fullmetal for inviting him." Crap, spaced out during the closing presentation, pay attention Mustang. "I hope you all enjoyed today's program, and have a good weekend." As the Furor walked off the stage, everyone decided to make a mad dash for the doors.
"Sir, are you going to go see Shane now?" I looked at Riza from a few feet away. "Can't you ever make noise and warn someone before you go sneaking up on them? Anyway, how did you know I was thinking of going to see Shane?" By this point the room had cleared out and we were headed to my office. "Easy, Ed told me that Shane wanted to meet you and that he was going to try to see you after the show." I glared at her out of the corner of my eye. She has that smirk on her face that is similar to my own, one that tells me that she is up to something "Riza, what are you planning? I know that look. You know I'll find out eventually." "You will find out, but not from me." This time we stopped in front of my office door. "Shane's waiting for you, don't mess this one up," she called from over her shoulder as she started walking away. "What's that supposed to mean?" I called after her, but she just ignored me, as usual.
Well, here I go. I noticed the door is cracked a bit, so I just put it open as I walk in. Why do I have butterflies in my stomach? It's just a friend of Ed's. He's currently lounging on my couch, military uniform intact. He had his legs crossed and his arms thrown over the back of the couch. His green shoulder length hair was flowing over one shoulder, and that smirk is back on his face. Why is everyone smirking like me, am I giving out free lessons or something?
"Colonel Mustang, I'm so glad you could meet me on such short notice. I hope you don't mind me using your office as a changing room, Lt. Hawkeye put me in here you see." He finished with a wave of his hand. I decided to sit on the couch across from him. "Well, we are happy to accommodate someone of your reputation, I just wish Fullmetal would have told me you were coming, we could have had a better room and accommodations set up for you. Can I ask why you decided to war a military uniform to the show, and how you came by it?" I asked while leaning forward, my hands tented in front of me. "Fullmetal? Who's…? Oh, Ed, now I remember" he slapped his forehead with his left hand. "Almost forget that was the name the military gave him. I got the outfit from Ed, and I figured it would be appropriate since I was dancing for the military. And for accommodations, I'm staying with Ed and Alphonse. But, you know," he leaned forward, crossing his arms over his knees, voice getting slightly deeper and more seductive "Ed and Al know how I get after shows like this, they won't miss me if I don't come home tonight, if you get what I mean." A slow smile appeared on his face, his eyes had a spark in them that could turn into a roaring fire if given the right conditions.
"Well Shane, I'm certainly flattered, but..." I was cut off by a pair of lips being pressed into my own. Before I could respond, he pulled away again. "You don't have to give me an answer now, I'm scheduled to be here for another week at least, how about a date tomorrow night? You can send me a message through Ed." He stood up in his seat and started walking to the door. "Oh, and Mustang, there's no need to tell Ed about our conversation, he doesn't need to know." He shut my door silently as he left, the only sound present was his slightly awkward footsteps sounding in the corridor as he walked away.
"Well, that's new? What should I do now, and why does he remind me so much of Edward?"
Hopefully I can get the next chapter out soon. Once again, sorry for the wait.