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"Now, Edward, I want you to make yourself at home. I have to go back to the school, considering I just sort of left," Roy said, smiling at Edward. He led him back to the room on the right side of the hallway, and opened the door. "This is my guest bedroom. Sorry about the princess sheets, it's the room Elicia sleeps in when I babysit for Hughes."
Edward raised an eyebrow, "You mean Mr. Hughes?" he asked, he didn't know that Roy was actually friends with any of the teachers.
"Yeah, Maes and I go way back, we were friends in high school. He was the one that got me my car," Roy explained, chuckling a bit. "Anyway, I'll get you some new sheets as soon as I can. You can either stay here or come to school, I don't think you should miss any more school, but it's up to you."
Edward thought for a moment, then said, "I don't think I can go to school right now. I just need to sleep." Ed went into the room and sat on the bed with the princess sheets. The bed wasn't very big, but then again, neither was he, so it wasn't that much of a problem.
"Okay, Hayate can keep you company until I get back. Oh," Roy went into his room and grabbed a blanket off of his bed, "I didn't have a blanket in here, Elicia usually brings her own." Roy handed the blanket to Edward. It was an old knitted one that his mother had made him a long time ago. "Just rest, I'll wake you up when I get home, okay?"
Edward nodded and watched Roy leave. He sighed heavily. "What am I doing here?" he asked himself. Ed took off his boots and laid down in the bed, putting the blue blanket over himself. The blanket was soft and warm, and smelled really good, like pine needles and old spice. Hayate came into the room and jumped on the bed, lying down at Ed's feet. He had left Al a note at the apartment, in case he came back for any reason. Al's hurtful words still stung, but Edward understood; if Al had known what was really going on, he would have never said any of it. Ed knew that he would have to face his brother sometime soon, but that could wait until tomorrow. For now, Edward needed his rest, he could deal with everything another time.
Roy had made it back to the school just when lunch started. Luckily, his absence went unnoticed, and if it didn't, no one seemed to care. Roy had never left school out of the blue like that before, so he guessed that they just assumed he left for a really important reason, and really, he did. The principal sat at his desk, and thought about the events of the morning. He had kissed a student, and said student was now living with him. If anyone found out, he would be in some serious trouble.
He was torn out of his thoughts by a knock on his office door. "Come in," he said, pushing all thoughts about his kiss with Edward out of his mind. The door opened, and Alphonse Elric entered the room. "Alphonse," Roy said, slightly bewildered; he wasn't expecting to see Edward's brother.
"I think I really messed up, Mr. Mustang," Al said. The boy had a deep frown on his face, and he seemed really flustered. Al didn't even sit down, he just paced in the room, rambling, "I was angry, and I was being so insensitive, I said a lot of things I didn't mean and I feel really bad, and now Ed is gone, and I don't know what to do-"
"Alphonse! Calm down, what are you talking about?"
"My brother is gone! I went over to the apartment to apologize, and I found this note! He said that he left and he hoped that my life with our dad is what I deserve and-and-" Alphonse was in hysterics, he felt terrible. "He left me and I don't know where he went! All we really have is each other, and now he's all alone! I messed up!" Alphonse finally stopped pacing, and slumped into a chair. He put his face into his hands. He was sincerely upset, and he wished he could take it all away.
"Your brother is fine, Alphonse. He wants what is best for you, and I agree that living with your father is the best choice. I spoke to Edward and he told me all about it," Roy said, keeping his tone kind and straightforward.
"When did you talk to him?" Al asked, confused.
"Earlier…he stopped by my office," Roy lied, "He feels just as bad as you do. I can't tell you where he is, but can you trust that he's in a good, safe place?" Roy said.
Alphonse looked at the principal for a moment before saying, "Are you sure? He can eat a lot, and he's very picky, what if-?"
"There will always be plenty of food for Edward, I promise. If he's so picky, then he can specifically ask for things," Roy assured Alphonse, offering a slight smile.
Alphonse smiled back, feeling slightly better. "You can't tell me where he is?"
Roy shook his head, "Nope."
"But he's safe?"
"Yes."
"And happy?"
Roy blinked, he wasn't expecting that. "I hope so," he answered honestly.
Alphonse sighed, and nodded, and stood up and slung his backpack over his shoulder. "That's all that matters then. If you see him before me, can you tell him I'm sorry?" Al had a feeling Roy was definitely going to see Ed before him.
Roy nodded in agreement, "Will do, Al."
Alphonse walked to the door, but stopped right before he opened it, and turned back to the principal, "Oh, and Mr. Mustang?"
"Hm?"
"Edward really likes Taco Bell. I don't know why, but he loves it, and he hasn't had it in a long time. He's really picky, though, and he only likes bean and cheese burritos with no onions. And he hates milk. That would be useful information to whoever he was staying with," Alphonse smiled, bid adieu, and left.