-1"What…what are you doing out here," the blonde asked, forcing his voice to steady, a feat harder than it should've been. His golden eyes were trained on Roy as the man walked about, clearly aggravated that Edward decided to show up at that exact moment.

"Enjoying the sunrise," he lied, "What brings you out here, Edward?"

Yes, what had brought him out here this early in the morning? Fate, lover's bond, pure luck? Sadly, Edward didn't have an answer and, instead, looked at the rising sun in silence. He wasn't one to believe in fate and he wasn't a lucky person. That left the lover's bond theory, which was put down as well. The bond between them had broken the second the trigger went off. Didn't it?

Not that it mattered anyway. Edward couldn't pull himself from the grave he dug to tell Roy otherwise. He was lying in the dirt of his sins with 'suicidal murderer' stamped on his forehead in bright, crimson letters. Demons representing self-loathing spat in his face. Wow, what a fun image to think of, what a fun life to lead.

The older man stopped walking around, staring at the younger alchemist. "Is there a reason?" Edward shook his head. Nope, there wasn't a damn reason to why he was out here, but he thanked the power that brought him there. Roy nodded and sat down a few feet from him.

Edward fidgeted uneasily where he stood, shifting the his weight from his flesh leg to his metal one. Roy picked up on this and gestured him to sit down. He did just that, drawling his knees to his chest when he sat.

Seeking refuge from having to tell Roy everything, Ed kept his face hidden. Ed could feel his dark eyes on him, trying to scan his turned face for any emotion whatsoever, only giving up when their owner found the quest a waste of time. What could he do? If he spilt his heart out, Roy might turn on him…

"Edward? Something wrong?"

He shook his head, thinking silently to himself. Nothing…it's nothing. Oh hell, who am I kidding? Everything is wrong. I almost committed murder and suicide…and now…my lover doesn't know that I know about him…and…AAHH! Why did I do this, why, why, why, why?

"Edward? " Roy had shifted closer to him, in fact his hand was on Edward's shoulder. Amber eyes looked at him sadly, their owner shrugging the comforting hand off. He didn't deserve Roy's kindness, truthfully he didn't even deserve to be this close to his lover. Ed suddenly tensed, remembering something he had forgotten since he had be emitted into the hospital.

Wasn't the whole reason he attempted to kill himself was to escape this very man's clutches. Wasn't he trying to end his own suffering? Didn't…didn't Roy only want him around for sex?

Edward could feel the anger growing in his veins: Roy didn't care if he got better or not…he just wanted to fuck him. A toy, he was just a damn toy! Now that he remembered this, he felt his wound starting to burn. Painfully. Trying to dull the pain, he placed his hand on it only to find it had reopened and it bleeding heavily.

Roy seemed to have picked up on that too, and worry had twisted into his brow. "Edward? Are you alright? The wound…it's reopened."

No shit, dimwit! Don't you think I've noticed that! Edward bit his lip to prevent the words from flowing from his lips. How could he have forgotten that he loathed this man's existence? Maybe, he should've let him get the job done, allow him to jump off the side of the building to a bone-breaking death. It's not like he would care if Roy was dead….Not anymore at least.

XD…….eh-heh.. Yes, tis a veeeeeeeeeeeeeery short chappy…so sue me! I promise I'll write a longer chapter next time, alright? Anyway, I hope you all like this…please review!

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