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Roy reached over and grabbed Edwards hands, pulling them down from his face. "But you were crying, Ed." He said softly. "It's ok to. You may act like an adult (at times) but you aren't yet. Its ok to not be strong sometimes."

Edward sighed, shaking his head again in a distant fashion. "I have to be strong, for Alphonse if anything. And I don't have rights to a childhood or anything that comes along with it..." he muttered, a soft sigh escaping from his lips before he grudgingly returned to his cleaning.

Roy sighed. Edward was just so stubborn. He didn't realize that crying could make you feel better sometimes. When you haven't cried for a while, though, it's probably easy to forget that. Roy got up and sat on his bed. "You don't have to clean the whole floor. You can just clear a spot to sleep on."

"Uh...I've been trying to. But then that spot isn't comfortable enough so I move." He explained, motioning to the randomly cleared areas littering the floor.

Edward had gotten so used to freezing on the couch that he wasn't used to being uncomfortable and warm. Sad. Just sad.

Roy nodded. "I guess its better to sleep in here because it gets really cold in the rest of the house at night. Do you want a blanket or something for tonight, or something to sleep on?" He asked. "The floor can't be that comfortable."

Edward smiled brightly, shaking his head slowly. "I won't sleep for more than a couple hours anyway. The nightmares will simply return and force me awake once more." He explained, curling up into a tight ball and shutting his black rimmed eyes.

Roy stared at Edward for a moment, then simply said "I'm sorry." He rolled over and closed his eyes, falling asleep almost instantly despite all the things running through his mind.

(Edwards dream)

Darkness. Why was the room always so dark? Footsteps echoed off of the walls as dazed, golden eyes seemingly stared off into space. Where was he again? Some...Small town. Right. Small town...Pain...

The blonde looked up drowsily, tilting his head to the left in a confused manner.

"See? You're perfectly fine." The brunette practically purred, ironically enough. Seeing Edward was currently crossed with a miniature cheetah. He was utterly and truly pathetic.

"But before we try and cross you with something else...Let's have a little fun. After all, I've never had a play toy made up of so many different things before." The alchemist said, green eyes flashing maliciously as he pulled out a leather whip.

Edward woke up with a startled yelping sound, sitting up with his knees pulled to his chest while he whimpered quietly. Golden eyes started to water as the teen refused to let the unwanted tears fall. Why did it have to happen to him. Pain shot through Edward back and chest suddenly as he pulled his shirt off quickly, examining the now open and freely bleeding welts/gashes decorating his pale skin.

Roy's eyes shot open when he heard Edward's yelp. He looked down on the floor to see Edward with his shirt off and open wounds over his body. Roy leaped out of his bed and onto the ground, kneeling by Edward. "What happened?" Roy asked, sounding alarmed.

Large, fearful eyes glanced up at Roy as Edward stifled another whimper before taking a deep breath to calm him slightly. "They re-opened..." He muttered in a pained voice.

Roy stared at the open wounds for a brief second, and then came back to his senses. He gently picked up the blond and struggled to stand up. He walked the short distance to his bed and softly set Edward down on it. "I'll go get some bandages. Stay there. Don't move."

Edward sighed, forcing himself not to lay down and get blood on the others bedding. That'd be rude...Right? For some reason, Ed seemed to think that the newfound manners might have possibly come from the canary. But you could never truly tell.

Roy peeked back in before continuing down the hall to make sure he was laying down. He sighed with frustration. Of course he wasn't. Roy pulled off his shirt over his head and layed it on the bed where Edward was. "Now, lay down." Roy ordered sternly. "That's an order." He said before leaving the room in search of bandages or anything that would help Edward.

Edward sighed in agitation, laying down gingerly with a cringe. Hurt back plus pressure was bad. Very, very bad. But he didn't have a choice apparently. Rolling onto his side, the chimera waited patiently. He did appreciate the colonel's concern, but he didn't want the other to do anything that would take up his time, Such as when he was meant to sleep.

Roy entered the bathroom and gazed around, looking for anything that would help Edward. He opened up a cupboard and scanned the shelves with his eyes. He noticed a several rolls of bandages, picked them up, and walked back into his bedroom. His eyes flashed with anger, thinking of the people that had hurt him as he walked over to Edward with the bandages. "Can you sit up?"

Edward sighed, eye twitching slightly. "You mean...I layed down and now I have to sit back up yet again?!?" He snapped, pushing himself up with a whimper before collapsing back down. His wrists hurt and so did the rest of him. But he couldn't really fix it himself either. "Know what? Just leave me to die..." He grumbled under his breath.

"Don't ever say that again." Roy snapped, replying quickly. "You know very well that I wont leave you to die." He felt strange saying this. "If you don't sit up, how else am I going to bandage you?" He asked. "I know it hurts, but those wounds need to be treated. Would you rather go to a hospital? I'm sure you'd have tons of fun there."

Another pained whimper escaped from his throat as he forced himself up, body threatening to fall over again as he gave Roy a pained look. It hurt to move. "I think I need to have my automail checked out soon..." He said quietly. Winry was going to kill him. Slowly and painfully.

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