Chapter 5

"Ugh what the fuck was that." Ed muttered under his breath harshly. It was all he could to keep from running away from Roy's house.

Of course it had been a drunken mistake, what else would it be.

Ed shook his shoulders roughly, trying to get the thoughts damning him to a day of self-pity out of his head. He knew that making a move on Roy had been risky, and he wasn't going to lie- the alcohol had acted as his liquid courage. Visions of Roy and what they had done had only previously been his fantasies. His dirty, dirty fantasies.

It could've turned out worse though. Roy could've shook him off, been disgusted, but instead he had responded with such passion. He had moaned when Ed's mouth had pleasured him, he had bucked his hips against Ed's when they were in the bathroom. His body had said he wanted it... Hadn't it?

No, he recalled the conversation that morning. Clearly Roy didn't want it. Ed marched to the dorms throwing his blonde braid over his shoulder, eager to get back and shower. Maybe that would make his hangover and his humiliation go away.

"Yo Fuery! Have you seen good ole Fullmetal? He left his coat at Mustang's." Havoc practically broke down Fuery's dorm door with his loud and heavy knock.

"Ed didn't come back to the dorms last night, he crashed at Mustang's. Fuery shrugged his shoulders inspecting the door for dents. He turned to Havoc with a grin. "He had a lot to drink, you too. I'm surprised you are even alive today."

Havoc wrinkled his brow both at the memory of how much he drank as well as his now pending confusion.

"No...Ed wasn't there this morning. I mean I was in the guest room, and he wasn't on the couch."

"Maybe he left before you? You never know with Ed."

"I doubt it, I was up really early." Havoc said quietly, contemplating the situation.

"Where else would he be?" Fuery asked innocently.

"Fuery! He had to be with Mustang" Havoc hissed under his breath, twisting his head back and forth quickly to make sure they weren't being listened to.

"Are you implying that the General...and Ed...? No, surely you are mistaken." Fuery paused as if to think for a moment. "Ed's so small he could've been sleeping somewhere else and you didn't see him."

Havoc frowned, "I doubt it. I'm going to go see what Hawkeye thinks of all this." He turned toward the door.

"Hey Havoc?" Fuery said barely above a whisper. "Please don't tell him I said he was small."

Roy did his best to banish thoughts of Edward as he sat at his desk on Monday. He had a lot of work to do, he had a crew that needed to be briefed before they were sent to Ishvalla, the military base there was holding some initial basic training. It was incredibly stressful, but somehow he could not get his mind off Ed. Or how sexy he was when he pulled Roy in for a kiss, so commanding, so dominant.

"Goddam, Mustang get it together." He mumbled putting his head in his hands at the same moment Hawkeye walked into the room.

"Sir it's time for your briefing. She saw his dejected pose and stopped. "Are you allright Roy?" With more concern than he thought her capable.

"Yes, I'm fine, just a little distracted." Roy mumbled flipping through some paperwork.

"Sir, I heard a rumor going about from Havoc." Hawkeye all of a sudden appeared nervous.

"A rumor, Riza? I would think you're above such nonsense." His head still buried in the paperwork.

"Normally I would say so, but this one concerned yourself and Ed." She said solemnly.

Roy's head snapped up. "And what was this 'rumor'."

"Just that Ed may have slept in your room. Is there anything going on between you two?" Riza's face was impossible to read.

"No, nothing at all. And I would appreciate you not bringing the trivial ramblings of the bored to my attention." Roy wrote off her concerns and put his head back down toward his paperwork.

"Yessir. Of course." Riza respectfully bowed and backed out of the office.

"This day cannot get worse." Roy moaned letting his head fall down with a smack onto his paperwork.

"This case is so frustrating!" Ed leaned over to his recent co-worker a young man Sergeant Lee, but he insisted Ed called him by his first name, Cameron.

"Yeah the Pritchart case is real messed up." Cameron said between mouthfuls of an apple. "We had intel that he was in Central but also intel that he was in the North, at the same time period. That crazy anarchist is doing everything he can to throw us off."

The Eric Pritchart case was a subject being closely followed. The man was anti-government, anti-Ishvalla and by all accounts, anti-anything military oriented. His numbers were growing and he was seen as a threat by some of the higher ups. They had discovered that he was stockpiling weapons at a recent warehouse but when it was raided, but Pritchart had vanished.

"It's like he's just playing a cat and mouse game with us.." Ed chewed on his lower lip, eager to make a break in the case. From now on he was focused on solving the cases, not just beating up the people in question.

Cameron laughed. "That's rough that they threw you in the middle of the case practically as soon as you got here. They're testing you. After work do you want to get a drink to unwind?"

Ed blinked and looked over at his co-worker. Was he already making friends here? "Uhm yeah, sure I just have to pick up some of my stuff from Mustang's house then we can go."

"Whoa you have stuff at the General's house? I've heard about you and all but those are some impressive connections."

Yeah if you only knew how "connected" we really were. Ed thought to himself.

"So is 7 good for you?" Cameron said, snapping Ed from his thoughts.

"Yeah that'll work, I'll see you then." Ed said, sticking his head back down to the papers, fully indicating the conversation was over.

Roy opened his wide door, to a glowering Fullmetal impatiently tapping his foot.

"Hey Ed, I'm assuming you need your stuff?" He glanced over at a pile of neatly folded laundry and a small bag. "Is this really all you have?"

"I travel light." Ed shrugged his shoulders and stepped inside Roy's foyer.

"Do you want something to drink? I need to talk to you anyway." Roy wrung his hands together.

He didn't get an answer immediately, but watched Ed wrinkle his eyebrows, clearly not eager for another 'talk'. "Actually I'm meeting someone for a drink, what is it?"

"Oh, I didn't know you had plans. Who are you meeting?" Roy was genuinely curious.

"A co-worker, Seargent Lee, you probably don't know him. What'd you want to talk about anyway?"

"Wait...Seargent Lee...I've heard of him. Ed are you sure this is a platonic drink?" Roy glared at Ed, which was returned.

"What's that supposed to mean?" The blonde alchemist said through gritted teeth.

"Word on the street is that Lee swings the other way."

A blush crept up on Ed's cheeks. "Well if that's the case, it's fine. Since I do too."

"Are you sure you want to go on a date with this...guy? He's just a Sergeant anyway." Roy scoffed.

"First off Mustang it's none of your fucking business. Besides why do you care who I date?"

"Just curious."

"Right. What did you want to talk about anyway." Ed snapped.

Mustang paused before taking a breath. "Oh...well Havoc kind of figured it out that you probably slept over in my room."

"So you want me to tell them nothing happened between us, is that right?"

"Yes, if they ask."

"Ha, wow is that why you don't want me getting a drink with Cameron? You don't want anyone to know I'm gay do you? Because then they might put two and two together."

"Ed no, that's not it at all... I was just.."

"Fucking forget it Mustang." Ed couldn't even disguise the hurt in his voice.

Ed grabbed his stuff, and flipped toward Roy one last time. "I'll deny it all. And you can bet that I'm sorry it happened." The door shut behind him firmly.

Roy's eyes stared at the closed door, he wanted to kick himself. Of course Ed would assume that was the reason he was upset the drink. Roy frowned at the floor. No, Ed deserved to be happy. He just wished it was him that could make Ed happy.

Ed met his companion back at the dorms. He was wearing his signature black leather pants and also a tight white t-shirt, and he noticed Lee's eyes traveled up and down his body when they greeted each other. Probably not just a rumor. Ed thought, hearing the echo of Roy's words.

"I thought we could go down Main street, they have a bunch of bars, and I know of one with some great food."

"Yeah, sounds great. I love food." Ed smiled. Even if this didn't go anywhere it'd be good to have a friend in Central to show him the ropes. Since Roy was clearly not an option.

"Ah Cameron it's almost 12! And we have work in the morning." Ed gasped looking at his pocketwatch.

"Hey time flies when you're having fun." A tipsy Cameron threw his arm over Ed's shoulders.

Ed giggled, which normally would have made him cringe, but the alcohol had made it acceptable. "I should get going back to the dorms." He got off his stool at the latest bar they were at. A fun place filled with a surprising amount of people for a Monday night.

"Let me walk you back." Cameron got the tab, and they left into the slightly chilly night.

"You know, if you want, you can just crash at my place." Cam smiled at him. He was a good looking guy, taller than Ed, probably 6'3", with dark eyes and hair. A lot of women at the bar had flirted with him, and he had been so easy-going that it was infectious.

But Ed knew what 'crashing at his place' probably meant and he wasn't sure he was ready.

"Eh, I don't know the dorms aren't too far I should be fine." He smiled up at the young Sergeant, as they slowed down to a stop.

There eyes lingered on each other for a minute.

"Ed, you know you are fucking gorgeous." Cameron turned toward him and leaned down to meet his lips.

Ed's eyes were wide, a mixture of shock at his words and surprise at the action. But he leaned into the kiss, enjoying the warmth against the cool air. Maybe he could stay with Cameron the night, stay with someone who actually wanted to be with him, someone to make him forget Roy.

But when the Sergeant tried to deepen the kiss, Ed backed away slightly. "No, no, I really should be going home." He felt guilty for some odd reason.

Cameron looked disappointed but smiled anyway. "Allright, I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yes. Goodnight Cam."

"Cam, I like it when you call me that." The good-looking sergeant waved as he turned his back.

Ed walked back to his dorm, his mind swimming but settling back to thoughts of Mustang. He wanted only Roy's lips on his, he only wanted to be with Roy. They had become friends before he went to Creta, and when he had traveled abroad his feelings had intensified to feelings of lust and longing. Combined with the trust and closeness he felt with Mustang, it could only mean one thing.

"Ah fuck, I'm in love with him." He finally admitted to himself, closing his door and sliding his back against the door til he hit the ground, where he remained the remainder of the night.

A/N: Sincere thanks to everyone that reads the story! **I love your feedback and all of you!**