Okay guys, I've got student stuff to do to prepare for school, so I'm keeping this short. It's sort of a continuation of the Compositions one, you'll know when you read it. This is like a double one, since it's two hundred words, instead of one, but that's fine. Enjoy.
Golden eyes flared, barging into the house with little care in the world. That bastard… how dare he try and get away with something so profane?!

Clouded eyes filled with fatigue looked up from the sheet he was glancing over, being dislodged not a moment after the door to his home office had opened. He glared in return, rubbing the now bruised, and soon to be swelling cheek.

"You bastard!"

"Yes, we have established that is one of your nicknames for me, but what the hell did you hit me for?"

"Who… who is this Carle?! Another whore you're sleeping with?!"

Roy blinked, watching the molten gold swirl with anger… "Carle is a friend."

"What kind of friend?!"

Instead of allowing the tirade to continue further, Roy's hand delved into a folder beside his paperwork, opening it and revealing a sheet of musical notes and several scribbles by a hand other than Roy's, far sloppier too. "While you are busy being so suspicious of me, I've been busy getting help on something I'm working on."

Ed stopped, took a moment and flushed. It was clear, then, why she spoke so highly of Roy. He was jealous… of Roy's music teacher.