Well this is my early birthday gift to everyone, a new update. KYAAA! Slight Yaoi moment! WARNING! THIS IS NOT A DRILL! lol
There is another character introduced in this chapter, but only momentarily, and she doesn't know any of the people she is talking to.
Still listening to the last song I mentioned last chapter. Lol.
His lips were soft, full of heat and it proved one thing; he was human, a human with needs. My eyes went wide when Ed tried to deepen the kiss. I pulled away; him follow quickly. His hand reached down between my legs, searching for my semi-hard 'friend'. I pushed him away fast and took in deep breaths. I sat up, Ed squirming under my arms trying to get another taste of my mouth.
"Stop!" He froze on the spot, so did I. His breath was heavy and there was something in his eyes, no not the white lights from before, something more animal like. He looked down and went rigged.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. It's just; I am very grateful you help me and thought you'd like something in return." A slight pink went across his face. His eyes glanced down at my crotch then back down at his. "I just thought you liked it." He got up and slowly trudged back to the bedroom. I ran a hand through my hair, wiping away as much sweat as I could.
"Ed, wait." He closed the door as I stood up. I walked over to the door and knocked with no answer replying. "I know you're in there." Well duh, he did just shut the door on me.
Opening the door, Ed gestured for me to come in. I didn't walk in, I just stared at him and he did the same back, growing more flustered. His left hand was clutching his right arm as his eyes had that same look in them again. I pushed his body up against the door, pressing our bodies close enough to feel his entire member strain against my leg. My finger tipped his chin up towards my face, his eyes slightly open and sparkling with what looked like desire.
He reached up and wrapped his arms around my neck, his breath into my chest, and worst of all; he made my heart sings a fast tune. His eyes averted to the floor, but he still kept creeping closer to my mouth. I didn't pull away from him, letting his soft lips make my body melt into him and his into mine.
"R-Roy, Are you sure about this?"
"Is this what they did to you? Those thugs."
"Y-Yeah, except they hurt me…..hurt me so much." I felt his body tremble in fear, but I held him tight to let him feel that I was here, and nothing would hurt him. He leaned up and kissed me more intense than the other times, not letting his fears hold him back. Ok, I will say that I was straight, but he made something inside me want him more than any other woman had. It felt gross, but at the same time…attractive? Yes, attractive, with an angel sent to me in the form of a withering child.
His hips leaned into my leg, pressing his hardness against me; sending shivers up my spine and then back down to my 'friend'. His kisses got deeper and we somehow ended up on the bed, his shirt already gone. Thought severely malnourished, he still had muscle on his arms and abs. His hair, still wet, was scattered above him looked like a halo in the mid-day sun. I was already making my way down to his waist line when he grabbed my hair.
"Fuck. That hurt Ed." I sat up and rubbed the side of my head that had been pulled.
"Sorry. Can we…you know?" He looked up with wide eyes.
"I'm not doing 'THAT' if that's what you're asking, but I'll do something similar." I grinned and unzip his pants. He gasped as cold air hit him, but not fully naked yet. His hands un-buttoned my shirt and felt around for a little bit before going to unzip my own pants. I shrugged out of both as he did with his.
"Oh my god Roy." He looked down at my boxers and laid eyes on my friend standing tall. Ed's face went red and he looked down at his own friend. I smiled and laid down on him, full weight on the groins. He squirmed under me and thrust as hard as he could into me. Our lips met again and in the room next to us I heard a mother and a child laughing. I stopped all motions then, no longer turned on. Ed looked confused but then realized that this wasn't the time for fun and games.
We got dressed quickly and listened in on the mother's conversation with the child. Ed lay on my stomach, laughing when the child laughed. I seemed to laugh when the mother laughed and something seemed to connect then. Ed was…no….is still a child. He said he was only sixteen….I'm twenty and that's really a big age difference until he is at least eighteen. Not only that, but people might think I'm a pedophile.
"Why are you hanging you're head down?" I look up then hang my head again. I push Ed off of me, and walked out to the door.
"I don't think we should be doing that kind of stuff. I mean, I barely know you. Let's just stick to getting to know each other first, then take it slowly." I sent him a quick smile and he nodded, hope in his eyes. Ed came running up and hugged my arm real quick, then followed me out to the living room. He stopped and looked at my book bag that I had brought for the 'trip'. He frowned and grabbed an advanced calculus class book.
"I stopped you from going to school?"
"Nah, just a mini vacation from school is more like it." I smile and grab the book from him. His eyes are looking out the window were a young girl is walking by with a tall boy. She hugs the guy and then runs off, her eyes catching a slight glimpse of Ed. She waves at Ed and he come running behind me to hide. I smile at the girl and she walks up to the door and knocks. I laugh and walk over to the door and let the girl in. She walks past me and hugs Ed and he blushes.
"W-Why are you hugging me?" Ed stiffens when she wraps her arms around his neck.
"You wanted one to, right? You were looking at me, so I wanted to spread the love." She smiles and laughs.
I walk to the side and grin. "Well what about me? I need some hug action to!" She looks up at me and grins.
"Sorry but you're too old for that." I fall over and sulk.
"I'm not old."
"You're old enough to have a son." She smiled and petted Ed's hair. "Your dad needs to take you out and get you a haircut." She pulled her blond hair away from her face, showing bright blue eyes. She smiled, I frowned.
"But he's not my-"
"Daddy!" Ed ran over and jumped into my chest. His eyes held humor and I couldn't help but smile. "This is my dad! He's the best in the Whole Wide World!" Ed put on a kiddish act and leaned up and kissed my cheek. The girl smiled and ran over to the group, hugging both of us.
"You've got a nice boy here sir."
"I sure do." I smiled at the girl and then Ed reached up; wrapping his arms around my neck, and then kissing me on the lips. The girls' smile faltered.
"Y-You ARE father and son….right?" She backed up, her face pale and her mouth twitching.
Ed and I looked at each other for a second; then looked at her and said in unison. "No, we just live together." Her face went straight, and then smiled again.
"Oh I get it! You two are gay! That's ok, cuz I totally dig it." Her smiled widened, eyes wide in wonder.
"Well, I'm not sure what I am just yet, but Ed here was saved by yours' truly." I grinned and leaned on Ed, my arms crossed on top of his head. Ed smiled up at me and then back at the girl.
"And apparently I'm part persacom, but what do I know? I'm just here for the roller coaster of a ride called Life." Ed grinned like me and leaned towards the girl, who was blissfully ignorant. (Author: ACK! POISON IVY SUCKS! T^T, I keep losing train of thought.)
"Oh that's so cool! May I?" She gestured toward his head and he smiled.
"You won't find anything."
"Oh, then where's your power button." She circled around to Ed's backside and looked up at his still smiling face.
"Nothing there girl…ugh…what's your name?"
"Oh, I'm Winry! I help out my Grandmother with the memory for Persacoms. I know everything about them." She stretched and then ran to the living quarters and sat on the couch. She bounced on the cushion before leaning into it. Ed looked up at my face and gave a grim look. About one hundred messages passed through us with the look, and the main was that I was getting was, 'I'm scared, get her out.'
"Winry, I don't mean to be rude, but don't you have somewhere to be? I mean I saw you looking like you were in a hurry with that other guy outside." I looked down on the ground, wrapping my arms around Ed to try and comfort him.
"Oh him? He's just some dude I met moments ago. He's looking for his older brother or something. Said something about being kidnapped or something. I hope the poor boy finds him. He looked really sad." She frowned in what looked like sadness, but then she jumped up, grabbed my hands and had sparkle in her eyes. "But I'll find him! I'll beat up those thugs who took away that boy's brother. I send out my persacoms! That's what I'll do!" And she ran out of the house and across a nearby park, yelling for the boy to wait for her.
We stood there for a couple of minutes, it felt like an hour, but Ed shifted his feet and walked towards the couch. His head hung and a low sounds came from his throat. I sat by him and put my arm around him. A tear fell and hit the floor, letting me know what to do next. I pulled him close, resting his head against my shoulder; making cooing sounds like with a…..like a child. Maybe I was starting to act too fatherly.
"Roy..I'm so scared."
"Maybe it's just a coincidence? People get lost all the time."
"But…it felt like I should be remembering this stuff."
"Don't worry. You just get better and let me worry about this stuff. Don't let this get to you, ok?" He nodded and hugged me tightly, his nails somewhat digging into my back. I rocked him back and forth, hoping that he could make it through this.
Night time came around, and I had sent Ed to bed while I packed for home tomorrow. I was going to spend the next few weeks at Hughes's house. Slight sounds of snores came from the bedroom, which made me smile. I grabbed a laptop from my bag and turn on the power. Once connected to the internet, I started searching for answers.
Toolbar: Who is the owner of the persacom facility?
Answer: The owner of the facility is unknown, many people have claimed to have inherited it, but the overall owner is unidentified yet.
Toolbar: Who is the memory creator for the persacoms?
Answer: The creator was once a young man and woman, but sadly were murdered years before and is now inherited by their daughter. Winry Rockbell now owns the memory lab for the persacoms assembly. Her grandmother, Pinako, helps her out due to her lack of experience.
Toolbar: Who is Winry Rockbell?
Answer: Winry is the newfound owner of the memory lab for the persacom assembly. She was a child prodigy when at the age of six she had gotten into voice activations with her miniature persacom, which was still the prototype. Her gentle disposition makes her prone to improving the persacoms emotion detail and their awareness.
Toolbar:….Missing people within the last year.
Multiple Answers: ….
There were so many names. Each had a date of birth, some with photos and others with baby pictures of the only identifiable thing the person had. People begging others to help find them, hoping someone heard their voice and answered their prayers. I swallowed hard. Each name was categorized alphabetically. I ran through E's looking to see if Edward was in there. I saw about twenty Edward's but none were him. 'Maybe it's their last names.'
I went back to the A's looking for all the Edward's there and didn't find anything. Same things with B, C, and D, till I came back to the E's. I found more Edwards till one finally matched. There were two of the same, one from a mysterious person, and the other by a boy. I clicked on the boy's first and there was a photo of Ed, smiling and licking ice cream from his fingers. Down below was a picture of his younger brother, Alphonse Elric. Alphonse had some slight features like Ed, but there was something about him in his photo. Alphonse had no light within his eyes, like he was succumbed to depression. I closed down the window quickly, my heart about to shatter. It was that young boy from earlier today, and he was blind to seeing him, and so was Winry. I clenched my teeth and clicked on the other page by the mysterious man.
There on the screen was Edward, frowning and about to punch the camera. The man's photo at the bottom was that blonde guy was a moustache. His teeth are showing and he is giving the camera thumbs up. I scrolled down to the bottom for his occupation, and in the bank was the persacom industrialization. I clicked on the link under his name and it showed the entire industry from the outside. There were smiling people with persacoms, saying that this was the way of the future. I clicked on their employee's only link and it asked for a password and username. Typing in the moustache man's name, Bruce Rugger, I let my hacking skills take over. What? Hacking is ok when necessary.
After finally figuring out that the password was along the lines of the alphabet, I was accessed into the data. Scrolling down through unnecessary documents, I found a letter within one, an address to probably one of the other thugs. Probably the ones who shot me. My chest hurt and my shoulder ached at the memory. I couldn't stop now, I was so close. I opened the document.
Dear Takamoto;
I am truly sorry that I let the thief get away with our project. He may have been the closest to the finishing product, but he was also aggressive, so maybe we can find another 'willing' subject. Tell Miss Rockbell that she will have to wait a little longer before testing out the new memory chip. She still doesn't know that the next one will be a live human, course then she wouldn't be doing this for us.
Sorry, for I am getting off topic. I have set out some of my men to search for the black haired guy, who we've identified as a student at Rickshire College on the outskirts of Central. We'll have sentries there in a couple weeks, but I suspect that he is still within Central. The persacom, Edward, must be found as soon as possible since he is the learning type of persacom. Yes that part is due to being part human, but he has so much knowledge that he can't have the ability to share it at will. I am deeply afraid that he will be damaged.
On other subjects, we are looking for his younger brother to try and keep him unworried about his older sibling. I will send you recent photos of what our subject looked like before being changed, taken away, and what was happening in the 'test rooms' as you had requested. Do take care, and we will get things straightened.
Sincerely, and deepest apologizes, Bruce Rugger.
I clicked on the files within the letter and photos popped up on the screen. The first was of a happy Ed walking with the guys to a nearby building, like he didn't know what would happen to him. The next was fighting his way out of the building. A video was under that and it was a security camera film. The video had Ed walking towards when a guy came out of the back room, carrying chains and Ed punched a guy near him and sprinted for the exit only to be knocked down and punched multiple times before being dragged back. He was flailing everywhere mouth open in screams. I stopped the video from going any further.
The other pictures showed him chained, gagged, his arm and leg amputated for technologic arm and leg; and then his eyes went dull. Another video was posted. This one showed him attempting to escape, only get hit with a pipe on the head, proving why he had no memory. The more photos I went through, the more it disgusted me. He was placed into water with cords connected to his arm and leg. Another was a guy….a guy doing horrible things to him. I felt something wet slide down my cheek. The last picture was him being hung by his arms, being whipped, a metal bat about to make contact with his ribs, him screaming and crying for them to stop. That was about a month before I came for him, and they probably did it again to him that night I came.
I turned off the computer, my hair covering my eyes. I look towards the bedroom where breathing could be heard. Sighing; I flicked off the lights and headed into the bedroom to go to sleep for the night. I lay down by Ed, his mouth slightly opened and him having peaceful sleep. I gave a sad smile and covered up in the blankets.
"Mm…Roy? What time is it?" I look down at him and he is propped on his arms, a sleepy look in his eyes, his lips opened and his shirt falling down the side of him.
"I don't know. Two a.m. I think." I rolled on my side. Ed cuddled closer to me, his breath hitting my neck and he gave out a slight moan. I kissed the top of his head, and he pulled away, only to kiss me fully on the lips before lying down on my chest and falling asleep. The last thing I did was hold him and let out some of the tears I had been holding in when looking at the computer.
I'm really sorry if the story alerters got two of the update. Sometimes the computer hates me and deltes or messes up the chapter, which was why i had two since i found a huge mistake in the writing. If you see anything wrong with the chapter, please tell me and I'll fix it as soon as possible. Thank you for reading! I'll shall update whenever I get the chance!