If none of this makes any sense, then let me say this, yes they all can do alchemy, but you'll find out later why Roy didn't use any alchemy.

Note: I was listening to Mozaik Role (Music box version) while writing this so it set up a sad theme. It sounded like a lullaby.

I look up at the ceiling, last nights agenda snapping me back into reality. Turning on my side, I spotted the mess of blonde hair by me. I reached forward, my arms wrapping around the skinny frame. I pulled Ed towards me, while he slowly opened his eyes and sunk closer into me. My fingers brushed against his ribs, feeling every bone jutting out, a couple seemed to have been broken once.

I just felt the urge to kill anyone that came near him, but I let that dark thought go, there was nothing I could do. I held him close, burying my face into his hair. Iron from blood was mixed with the scent of him, but I had to let his wounds heal at least a night before washing him up, for he could have had blood loss from the water keeping his blood from coagulating.

"Roy. I'm so cold." I look down at him. His body shivered uncontrollably, he was like this all night. I rubbed the back of his head.

"First let's get you a hot bath and some food into you." I pick him up, him making a little squeak of a noise, and took him the restroom. "Take a bath, and when you're done….just holler for me and I'll come get you." He nodded and limped to close the restroom door. I heaved a sigh of relief when I heard the water running.

I took off to the kitchen; it's one of those hotels that had a mini apartment deal ok, and started up on some kind of fatting food group along with vegetables and fruits. Ok, steak, rice, mashed potatoes, and sliced peaches. Good meal for a beginning cook. The door opened and I turned around, a 'kiss the cook' apron around my waist, along with a washcloth slung over my shoulder. Ed stood there, a towel wrapped tightly around his waist. I smiled at him and went over to him, pointed at the bedroom, and sent him off to find some clothes.

Twenty minutes later, he came back in with baggy shorts and a long T-shirt could only hold onto one shoulder. He followed his nose into the kitchen where his eyes went wide.

"Is…Is that for me?" I laughed

"No, I was just going to dump it out after slaving over a hot stove." Ed frowned and I smirked. I pulled out a chair and bowed. "Your chair Sire."

"Ah, thank you Butler Roy. I do have a hunger for glamorous food on fine china." Ed sat down at the table and I pushed his chair in. I put a napkin on his lap and then took off the food cover. There on the 'fine' china was burnt steak along with other disgusting things I tried preparing. "Oh…If this is glamorous food, then I'd hate to see what kings eat."

"Sorry Sire, but your loyal servant has no idea how to cook."

"So it seems." His golden eyes looked up at me in humor. We both stared before breaking out in hysterical laughter. His fists were pounding the table and I was doubled over.

"Oh my god Ed, my guts' gonna burst!"

"Well my kidneys feel like they might explode!"

"And here's the funny part! I'm a flame person myself, and yet I can never cook anything!" We both calmed down before heading towards the fridge and grabbing ham for a sandwich. Ed devoured the food within seconds, asking for more. Crumbs were on his face as he filled his stomach. I sat there smiling at him, letting a little TLC take place of what he had gone through. Ed looked up at me and smiled. His eyes seemed to have looked up at me with awe, like I was his savior of the night. I did nothing; I let him get taken away from me. I let something so important get away from me.

"Ed, I'm so sorry." I feel on my knees and hugged him where he sat. His body stiffened before relaxing into the gesture. My hand founds its way onto the back of his head and my other around his waist. Picking him up; I headed to the living area of the hotel and sat him on the couch.

"Roy. What's wrong?" I couldn't look at him. I hid my face under black hair, staring down at my pants. I felt his arms wrapped around my right arm, fingers clenching to the fabric. "Tell me what's wrong….please."

"What…What did those guys do to you!" I ended up shouting those words. I looked up, fear in my eyes. His eyes were wide and then went to a concerned look, tears spilling out. He swallowed hard; looked down at the floor with a pained look. "What the hell did they do Edward. Please, oh god please tell me. I just want to run back there and kill those bastards. I want to make them pay, so so desperately I want to go back there and…" I hung my head, not wanting those thoughts.

I heard a sob next to me, then weight on my back. I rise and hold Ed in my arms, his body trembling. I hated this, I hated not stopping them, I hate this loving feeling I kept getting around him, even though I barely know him. I felt my shirt get wet from his eyes. 'I don't know what to do. All I can do is comfort and rock him.' A tear escaped my eye, and I quickly buried my face into his hair. Child, a child comes before an adult.

"R-Roy! They did stuff to m-me. I-I just want to be normal a-again, a-and…a-and." His next sob screamed out of his lungs. I wrapped my legs around him, hoping to be creating some kind of wall around him to make him secure, like a newborn child. I had to know the whole story, no mater what.

"What kind of stuff."

"H-Horrible stuff!"

"Damnit Ed, I can't do anything unless you TELL me." I tried being calm, but I kept choking on my own words. All I knew was that he was starved.

Ed shoved his face to me, tears now dripping off the side's of his face. My heart broke at the sight. He looked like a pained angel, and full of fight to. He wiped away his tears, a determined look on his face and then crushed his lips onto mine.

Sorry for the really short chapter. I have study crap to do and I wanted to upload another chapter fast. Another is on the way, and sorry for the cliff hanger. Just to keep things interesting I guess.