Woo! I finally got some answers about the DADA teacher. Besides that, I also got like… 5 (I dunno) reviews. Lots of questions!

So this chapter is a FLASHBACK. It's gonna explain a lot. Oh, and set after the series. Yay for post series fun. Oh, and Al's 16 and Ed's 17. But in the rest of the story, Ed's 18.

Ps, who else agrees that the movie TOTALLY hinted at RoyEd- ness? It did. You know it did.

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Roy flipped through the last page of the last folder of the last pile that was on his desk. Yes, he had only been there for 5 hours, and already he was almost done with his paperwork. And it was well done, too. No little doodles, no snoring from his side of the door. No, just working hard for 5 hours straight. That's how everyone knew something was wrong.

It was most likely stress. After all, once the old Fuhrer had… vanished, there needed to be a leader. And everyone knew about Roy; that he was a great man, great potential, hero of the eastern rebellion. So he was appointed Fuhrer. Everyone in his previous unit had been promoted too, save for one. But he couldn't be promoted if he wasn't there, let alone alive.

It had been almost 2 years since the young alchemist had disappeared. They had sent out search party after search party, but to no prevail. It was as if the blonde had disappeared off the face of the planet. And maybe he had. It was possible, as Alphonse had said; that Edward was off somewhere, in some other world, living a new life. Settling down would be great for him.

So why was Roy stressed? The 2 year anniversary of the event was coming up. No, it was that very day, now that Roy thought about it. 2 years since he had seen that smiling face. 2 years since he had told Edward goodbye. 3 years since he had cried over someone. 2 years. It had been 2 years since he discovered his love. 2 years, and he missed his chance to tell Ed that he loved him.

Roy pulled his coat closer to him as he walked out the large doors and into the little area before the large gates. His deep, dark eye (1) was cast down, and his faded brown hat held in his hair. A bell tower rang in the distance, signaling the time; 5 o'clock p.m. Roy kept his eye fixated on the ground below him as he heard footsteps. It sounded like 2 people coming towards him, and he heard the black gates open.

"Oh, look! He's right there. Fuhrer Mustang!" It was Alphonse, probably with his girlfriend Winry. Roy looked up to see Al and, as expected, a tall blonde escort. Wait. Since when did Winry grow? And wear a vest, nice shoes, fitting pants, and… her hair back in a ponytail?

"No." Roy gasped out. "It… he's not really there. No, don't hope like that, Roy." He tried to tell himself the golden eyed teen wasn't there. It was a figment of his imagination. He couldn't possible be back. There was no way.

"Uh, heh…" the blonde in the vest tried to start a conversation as they approached the shocked man. He looked at the Fuhrer and his goofy smile once again came. "That patch makes you look like a pirate, Roy." He smiled, but Roy could see the tears in his eyes, as Ed could see the tears in his.

"Aww, come on, Brother. Tell him!" Al promptly got a light elbow in the side and a glare from the older Elric. Roy smiled.

"And what, Full Metal, is young Alphonse referring to?" he smirked, not yet knowing what the blonde would say.

Ed turned to his brother, took a breath, and faced Mustang once again. "Well, co- uh, Fuhrer, I just wanted to tell you… that I L…" he took another breath. "That I… l-l-"

"WHAT IS IT, ED?" Roy was getting a little anxious to hear what he had to say. A hard day of writing his name over and over didn't help, either.

"I wanted to tell you that I love… I love being back home!" Al sighed behind him, deciding it would be more productive to go find kittens. Ed, however, was still with Roy, and was doing odd hand movements.

"I just am so happy to be back! (Hands up in the air) This world is so much better than the other one. (Hands on hips) Don't ask me how I came back, because I don't know! (Hands back in the air) Wow! I wonder if they have that one store…" he stretched his arm up as high as he could. His hand was about 7 inches above Roy's head. "It's this big! And I also want to go get some food. I haven't eaten in… almost 27 hours!"

"ED I NEED TO SAY SOMETHING." Ed stopped and looked Roy in the eye. He had never seen such true care and worry in it.

"Well, what is it, Pirate Man?" Ed chuckled at his little joke.

Roy took a deep breath. He put both hands on Ed's shoulders, but kept his head down. Ed tilted his head like a confused puppy. (AWW!) "Uh, Roy?" he asked softly. "I don't know what you're gonna say, but I mmmph!" now, 'mmmph' isn't a word, but it is the noise you make when you get a surprised kiss on your lips.

But what surprised Roy more than having the courage to kiss the 17 year old, was that he kissed back. And it wasn't pity, either. It was full-on, hand-through-hair, pants-tightening returned.

And then they broke, Al smiling somewhere out of view. Ed rested his head on the chest of the older man, while Roy fiddled with the blonde's hair. He looked up and smiled.

"You could've just told me."

"So could you."

"It doesn't change the fact you look like a fucking pirate."

"Moving that fast already, Ed? My, where ever you went sure changed you!" Ed glared at the remark. Sure, he was now 5' 6", but that didn't make a difference, because Roy was almost 6 feet (2). "But I like it."

"Good, because I need a place to stay."

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I hereby give you permission to kill me for shortness in this chapter.

(1)One eye? Yes. Stupid Archer; he shot him. But now he's dead. Yay!

(2) Made up heights. If they're off, BITE ME.