"The bathroom is right over there," he said, pointing to a nearby door. He could barely hold back his laughs. Ah, if only he had a camera. That tail was too funny, no matter the situation Edward was in. It was fluffy!

"Oh, and yes, you may cut a hole in the shorts."

'What happened to his clothes, anyway...?' Roy wondered after a second. It took him a second to think of a logical explanation, other than the one that kept popping in his perverted mind.

'Oh, maybe they ripped when he changed...' Ed nodded, disappearing to change. A few curses came from the bathroom before Ed emerged with a dark look about him.

"When I find out what the HELL I AM I'm killing every SINGLE ONE of them!" He snapped in a pouting fashion, holding his twitching tail with a look of pure hatred as he half curled up and half sat in the corner of the couch. The thing kept moving according to his emotions and or thoughts.

And it sucked terribly.

A soft sigh escaped his lips as he let the tail go reluctantly. He figured he'd be sleeping on the couch so he'd might as well be comfortable.

"Any other questions you want answered since I doubt either of us will sleep?" Roy snickered and then was silent. He kept glancing over to look at Edward's tail. His hand was twitching. Edward's tail looked so soft and cuddly. He just wanted to reach over and pet it.

"Why is your tail twitching so much?" He asked Edward, trying desperately to distract himself.

"Well...It moves according to my emotions apparently. A mixture of nervousness, tenseness, and irritation caused it. It's strange in my opinion." He stated, relaxing as the tail curled around him comfortably. "Now I'm relaxed." Edward pointed out, nodding once at the unwanted appendage in a matter of fact way.

That had to explain it all to Roy, right? Or at least that part anyway.

"Anything else you want to know, Colonel?" Ed questioned while tilting his head to the side cutely, his ears twitching this time in his curiosity.

Roy blushed faintly and looked away, averting the adorable face gazing at him. 'Why does he look so damn cute?' he wondered, then banged his head against the couch quietly in attempt to punish himself.

'No, NO Roy.' he told himself. "You can't think that." he scolded, accidentally aloud, but quietly. White ears perked up as Edward sat up more to stare at the older man with a raised eyebrow.

"Can't think what?" He asked calmly, curiosity getting the better of him. Maybe he was a type of cat...No. He didn't look too much like one and the tail was too recitve for that anyway.

The Fullmetal Alchemist just stared, waiting for his answer to come out of the older man now. It was weird, seeing a less bastardish and less professional version of his superior. But it was still the same person Ed had to deal with on multiple occasions.

"I didn't say anything!" Roy said quickly, but calmly. 'Shit, I did say that aloud.' he thought to himself. "I didn't say anything." He stood up really fast. "Do you want to sleep in here or in my bed?" He asked. "I'll sleep on the couch if you want the bed."

Roy felt strange asking this for some reason.

"Like I said earlier, you'll barely notice I'm here! So I'll take the couch so that you can have the bed." Edward said with a curt nod, curling back up and shutting his eyes.

He'd only sleep for about an hour or two though. So what could he do to fill up his time? Well, he could clean. And he knew Roy still worked unless he were to call in sick, so Ed would simply make him breakfast in the morning. Yah. That'd work.

Despite popular belief, he truly was a good cook since Al couldn't do it well in the body he currently had and nobody else did it for him. Which left Ed with no other choice but to learn.

Roy nodded. "Alright. I'm gonna go to bed now. You try to sleep some too, alright?" With that, he ran out of the room before he felt another urge to do something utterly weird to that adorable creature in his living room.

Roy flopped onto his bed and sighed. He had 2 hours before he had to go to work in the morning. He might as well just call in sick. Roy cringed and picked up the phone.

''I guess I've lived a full life..." Roy whimpered silently. He dialed a number.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!" Came a loud, yet tired voice into the phone.

"Um...Yeah, Hawkeye I'm just calling to tell you that I'm sick and won't be in work tomorrow. Sorry for calling so early… Um…Bye. "

Roy hung up the phone and closed his eyes, trying to keep his mind from wandering. R&R please.

I'll try and update soon. -Kirara