Stop Stealing What's Mine

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Authors Note: Big thank you to everyone who reviewed and special thanks to lost cause331who gave me an idea in the review! I had to put it in, I couldn't resist!

Chapter 3

Havoc slowly breaks the kiss, not wanting it to end, but when he sees the looks of surprise on Ed's face, it makes it worth it. Havoc smirks "happy birthday Ed."

Havoc starts walking towards the bathrooms and he notices Ed following him. Havoc looks ahead of him, when a strong hand grips his shirt pulling him forward. The next thing he knew, there was a fist in his face and a very, very angry Roy yelling "IF YOU EVER GO WITHEN 10 FEET OF EDWARD AGAIN, I WILL MAKE THE FIRES OF HELL FEEL LIKE A PLEASANT DAY, YOU AHOLE!" A very shocked Edward is grabbed by his lover and carried out the club, wedding style.

Havoc lies on the floor twitching, then slowly sits up and smirks "I look forward to it Roy."

Outside…

Roy holds Ed tightly, afraid that if he lets go, someone will take him from him. Pretty soon they were standing outside Roy's apartment, unsure what to say to each other. Roy opens the door awkwardly, but refusing to let Ed go, they go in and sit on the sofa, Ed sat in Roy tight embrace.

Roy soon breaks the silence "did you enjoy that kiss Edward?"

Ed gulps. This wasn't good. Roy never used his full name unless he was really mad. Ed thinks for a while but eventually answers "yes"

Roy holds Ed tighter, careful not to cut of the midgets air supply "as much as my kisses?"

Ed turns in Roy's embrace to face the older man, and kisses him softly. Roy smirks and kisses Ed fiercely, holding him as close as possible. Roy licks along Ed's bottom lip, begging for entrance, which Ed happily gives. Roy 's tongue shoots inside Ed's mouth tasting every inch of his mouth. Ed moans into the kiss, then sadly breaks it, so they can both breathe.

"I could never like someone else's kisses more then yours, Roy."

Roy smiles "I'm going to get back at him. No one takes my chibi."

Ed glares "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHOR--" his rant was cut off by a pair of lips covering his own.

About 2 days later, in the office…

Havoc is sat at his desk finishing a report, with a band-aid on his cheek where he was hit. Roy is sat at his desk glaring at Havoc with his fingers ready to snap at any moment.

Havoc sighs as he walks over to Roy "finished." Roy snatches the report from Havoc glaring. If looks could kill, Havoc would be dead, resurrected, then killed again. "What's wrong Roy, still pissed?"

Roy growls "you know damn well what's wrong, bastard." Roy looks up at the clock "well, now that I'm off duty, and so are you…" Roy walks round his desk to looks at Havoc eye-to-eye. He then punches him hard in the stomach. "Stay away from Ed if you want to live."

Havoc stands up and smirks painfully "see ya." He limps out the office and down the hall. Damn Mustang. Either he was holding back the other night, or he's been practising his punches.

Havoc stops outside a tiny supply closetwhere a stubborn midget was trying to reach a stapler on the top shelf. Havoc smirks as he walks towards Ed, bends down put his head through Ed's legs. Ed looks down at Havoc "what the hell?!"
"Hang on" Havoc holds Ed's knees as he stands up lifting Ed to the shelf he was trying to reach. Ed grabs Havoc's hair holding on for dear life. "You ok?"

Ed nods and grabs the stapler "you can put me down now"

Havoc smirks "can I?" Havoc pushes his back against the wall and shuts the door.

Havoc pushes Ed's feet up with his hands, quickly turns around and drops Ed. As Ed is about to hit the floor, Havoc wraps his arms around Ed's waist to hold him up. Havoc then presses his lips against Ed's neck, nipping it a little, starting to suck on it. Ed moans a little, as Havoc pulls away.

Ed looks up slightly "why are you doing this?"

Havoc smiles "two reasons, I like you, a lot, and I'm tired of Roy having all the fun."

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Next time, Ed tries to understand the feelings he has for Havoc, and Roy continues the game 'kill the Jean'