Two weeks had gone by, and the two continued their daily routine. Days that it wasn't storming the two stayed out the longest, using Mustang's flame alchemy any chance they got. Ever since Roy had shown up in the city, there had been less undead sightings. It was as if they were hiding.

Roy had just finished incinerating the last undead of the day, letting out a sigh as it fell to the ground in a black heap.

"Nice one!" Ed shouted, punching Roy in the shoulder as he congratulated Roy. "That should be it for today, right?" Ed asked, glancing up at Roy as he awaited an answer.

"Thanks." Roy chuckled, wrapping his arm around Ed's waist as he pulled him closer, running his gloved hand up and down his side quickly. "Yeah, that should be it." He confirmed, releasing his hold as he turned around, fixing his glove. "That was more than the usual." Roy observed, frowning as he began to walk back towards their base.

"Yeah," Ed agreed, frowning at the mention. "Wonder what's up?" He thought out loud, following his former superior as he wondered why these strange patterns were showing up. "First there were less of them, and now today there's suddenly more?"

"I must admit, that is an unusual pattern." Roy agreed, his eyes scanning each and every alley way that the two passed to confirm that they hadn't missed any spots.

"Yeah, but I guess we can't do much about it." Ed admitted, letting his arms stretch over his head. "My back's feeling better already. I can hardly tell there's a wound there." Ed noted, grinning at Roy when he made eye contact with the older man.

"Good, at least we know you won't be turning into a zombie now." Roy smirked, nudging Ed in the side with his elbow.

"Yeah, some zombie I'd be." Ed laughed, both hands moving down instinctively when Roy nudged him, jumping. "Come on, you know I'm ticklish there!"

"I'm aware. And that's precisely why I did it, Fullmetal." Roy snickered, Central Command now in plain view as the two talked.

"You're cruel." Ed pouted, leaping forward when Roy tried to grab his waist again, laughing. "Can't catch me that way." He taunted, sticking out his tongue.

"Is that so?" Roy asked, raising an eyebrow as he began to pick up his pace. "Then maybe I'll just have to catch you like this." As soon as he finished his sentence he broke off in a run, outstretching an arm to grab at Ed's shirt as soon as it was in reach, but Ed had already taken off, and was far ahead from Roy.

"Nice try, bastard!"

"Come back here!"

Roy had to admit that Ed had won that one. They'd arrived at Central Command in less than two minutes because of their running, and had made it inside once Roy had caught up with Ed, who slugged him in the shoulder for 'making him run so far'.

Back in the office, Ed was sitting on top of Roy's lap with a stupid grin on his face, while Roy was fighting with the alchemist's golden locks, grumbling. "How do you do it again? Three sections..first the right, then the middle?" Roy mumbled, trying to run over the procedure again out loud.

"No. You have three sections," Ed moved his hands to the back of his head, showing Roy once more. He grabbed and separated his hair into three sections, holding all three in his hands. "And then you move one over the middle, so that strand becomes the middle. It doesn't matter which one you do first, left or right." Ed explained, demonstrating afterwards. And then you take the other section, and cross that over so that strand is now the middle. Got it?" Ed asked, his hair forming a loose braid after he was done. He then unraveled it, and let his hair sprawl out again. "Your turn."

Roy ran over Ed's instructions, and then nodded to himself, sighing. "Okay." He took Ed's golden hair, and separated it into three sections, and began to follow his instructions, making sure each cross over was neat and perfect. Occasionally, Roy would tug a little too tight, and Ed would yelp. "Sorry.." He would murmur, trying to be more careful. After about five minutes, Roy finally crossed the last section, and leaned his head over close to Ed's ear. "Hairband?" He requested, to which a hand moved and removed a band from their wrists, handing it to the older man. "Thanks." He tied the band around the last section of Ed's hair that was unbraided, and gave it a small tug, to make sure it wouldn't fall out. "There..is that right?" Roy asked hopefully.

Ed reached his hands behind his head again and felt the weaved pattern of his hair, smiling. "Feels right to me," Ed approved, chuckling. "Nice work Mustang, now you know how to braid hair." He teased, turning around in Roy's lap to face him. "And it only took you two tries!"

"Oh shut-up." Roy mumbled, an ever so small blush forming on his cheeks.

Ed couldn't help but snicker, noticing the faint red in the older man's face. He shifted his hands, which were on the couch, to rest on each of Roy's legs, moving his forehead to connect with Roy's. "So. What now?" He asked, his mind racing as he thought of another activity they could do in their spare time.

Roy wasn't expecting the two hands on his upper thighs and couldn't help but glance down. When he looked back up, he found Ed's face to be pressed up against his through their foreheads, and he blinked in surprise. "What're you in the mood for?"

Ed shrugged, shifting his weight on the older man. "I dunno. If we had movies here I'd suggest that, I'm sure there's a tv around here somewhere." He murmured, frowning. "Although I don't know if the generator could give that much power. It's already giving us lights for this room and some others."

Roy nodded, his eyes gazing directly into Ed's golden irises. "I'm still just happy you're alive." He admitted, a smirk spreading across his face when he noticed surprise flicker in the young man's eyes.

"Are you now? Well that's a good thing. I wouldn't want you happy that I'm dead." Ed joked, grinning widely at the black-haired man.

Roy rolled his eyes, blowing air into Ed's face. "Yes, we wouldn't want that." Roy chuckled, moving his arms to wrap around the young alchemist, smirking. Once his hands found Ed's waist, he gave him a tight squeeze, smirking.

Ed lifted an eyebrow at the hug, feeling color flush to his cheeks. "Are you trying to flirt with me, Mustang?" Ed challenged, a small but nervous chuckle escaping Ed's lips.

"Perhaps I am, Fullmetal." Roy responded in the same carefree tone, lifting his eyebrows. "Or perhaps not." He added, smirking.

"Well, which one is it?" Ed asked, bonking him on the forehead with his own, his eyebrows furrowing.

Roy shifted his hold on Ed, hugging him tighter. "Why don't you get in a more comfortable position first, you're kind of cutting off the circulation in my legs." Roy suggested, feeling the numbness slowly conquer his legs.

"Oh, sorry 'bout that." Ed laughed, switching his position so that he was straddling Roy's legs. "Better?" He asked, a small blush to his face as Roy brought him closer.

"Yeah, much better, thanks." Roy told Ed, his signature smirk appearing on his lips again.

Ed rolled his eyes and moved in close again, closing his eyes this time as they made contact by their foreheads. "I'm tired..can we just sleep?" Ed asked, feeling his muscles begin to shut down as he grew more and more fatigued.

Roy let a sympathetic smile run across his face, and he nodded, moving Ed's head up and down with his. "Sure. Shouldn't you get in a more comfortable position first?" Roy suggested, figuring this wouldn't be the best position to sleep in.

"Mmm..sure." Ed mumbled, slowly clambering off Roy. When he stood up, he stretched, yawning. "Can you lay down first? I'm sleeping on the couch with you tonight." Ed stated, which caught Roy by surprise.

"Are you now? You don't think the couch is too small?"

"Whatever, then we can sleep on the floor. I keep getting cold at night." He mumbled, rubbing an eye. "And you said that you're a heat bomb. So."

Roy chuckled and stood up, nodding. "Alright then, we'll just have to sleep on the floor. Help me gather some blankets and pillows." Roy commanded, watching as the tired alchemist scuffed his feet over to the other couch, snatching the pillows and blankets from the empty seats.

Once they had made the makeshift bed, Roy slipped into it, followed by Ed. "Lift your arm up." Ed commanded, to which Roy obeyed, lifting his right arm. Ed moved into Roy's hold, and sighed, pressing against the warm body. "Okay, you can put it back down." He murmured, feeling the warm arm wrap around his stomach.

"Is this comfortable for you?" Roy asked the sleepy Ed, who in response nodded. "Mhm."

"Alright. Goodnight Ed."

"G'nite Roy."

~~

Morning arrived, and Ed was the first to wake. He stretched slowly, feeling warm muscles up against his own. He turned his head around slightly, smiling sleepily when he saw the sleeping face of Roy Mustang, who was still holding Ed. He turned his head back around and closed his eyes, figuring he would wait until he woke up on his own.

He didn't have to wait long – about five minutes later, he could feel Roy stirring, his breaths becoming more shallow and small noises leaving his lips. It wasn't until he felt something warm on his neck that he moved himself. He turned his head to meet Roy's eyes, which were now open, his lips leaving Ed's neck. "Good morning." Roy murmured, eyeing Ed curiously for a response.

"Morning." Ed muttered lazily, letting his head thud back down onto the pillow.

Roy smiled sleepily at the young alchemist and moved his head forward to kiss Ed's neck again, releasing it softly.

Ed felt a cold shiver run down his entire body, his eyes closing as he felt a smile spread onto his face. He snuggled closer to Roy's warm chest, and let out a sigh, the warmth of his former superior beginning to lull him to sleep once more.

Roy didn't complain; he continued to kiss Ed lightly on the neck, delighted by the sounds and movements Ed would make in response to the warm kisses. After a while, he noticed Ed was on the brink of unconsciousness, and moved his hand to shake his shoulder. "Ed, time to get up." He coaxed softly, feeling a small moan rumble through the smaller alchemist. Roy moved in closer and kissed Ed's cheek, poking him in the same spot. "C'mon. You can't sleep all day. We've got things to do."

"Yeah, I know, I know." Ed mumbled, his left eye opening when there was a kiss placed on his cheek. He let out a sigh, and began to push up, raising his body.
Roy moved out of his way when he started to get up, rolling over flat on his back. He felt a stretch coming on, and outstretched his arms, his core shaking as he let the feeling pass. He then yawned and sat up, glancing over at the younger alchemist. "Ready?" He asked, letting a small smile rest on his lips when Ed rubbed his eye sleepily.

"Yeah, sure." Ed muttered, feeling the back of his head for the braid. Amazingly, it was still intact. "Nice handiwork, Roy. The braid stayed in nice overnight," Ed complimented, grinning at the black-haired man.

Roy chuckled and found his way to his feet, the blankets falling off of him. "At least that means you won't have to redo it, then." Roy told Ed, moving towards his artillery.

Ed followed him quickly, nodding. "Yup. Saves me time, y'know?"