Wow , can't believe how long it's been since I updated. I joined the softball team the other day. I'm so nervous about it. Lol. I don't know how to play never played before it. Anyways I hope you enjoy the chapter and if you have an idea either shoot me an e-mail or review.

Pain, that was the first thing that registered in young Edward's mind. Pain, throbbing pain. His head had been turned into a bomb and was ticking down to explosion. His stomach churned in a very unpleasant manner. Hot acid rose into his throat only to fall back down into his stomach. What was wrong with him? Ed had never felt like this before, ever. He cracked open his eyes only to hiss in pain and close them. He buried his head into the firm bed and clenched the red sheets tightly. He was in pain. A spicy scent filled his nose and he buried his head further into the unforgiving bed. Why was this part of the bed so….hard? He moved his leg up slowly onto stop when it came in contact with something soft yet firm. Okay, now he needed to know what was going on. He forced his eyes open even if it made the countdown in his head go faster. He saw his hands clenching the red sheets, no…shirt. His gold eyes flickered up to the face of the sleeping Colonel. That's when he realized that he had been asleep on his commanding officer with their legs intertwined with one another in fact his knee was pressed between his legs. His eyes widened and he quickly moved to get up. That had been a mistake, the bubbling acid rose up but this time continued its journey upwards and Ed couldn't stop it. He leaned over clenching his stomach in his last ditch effort to stop it but it only seemed to encourage it as the bile spilled from his mouth directly on to a sleeping Roy Mustang.

A splash of hot liquid on his torso and a little on his face woke the normally hard sleeper up. His eyes widened and he sat up and looked over at Ed wide eyed. He felt a lot of wet somethings slide down his front and his dark eyes slowly lowered. There was a mess on him and his eyes lifted up to look at Ed's still green but sheepish looking face. After all he'd just thrown up on him. Roy's face morphed into one of disgust, and didn't change when Ed sudden threw up on him again. "God dammit Fullmetal! Go throw up somewhere else!" He yelled at him. What a way to wake up.

Ed quickly scampered off the bed and went into the bathroom where he finished getting rid of his stomach and a few other organs as well.

Roy looked down at himself. He could not believe that that brat had the nerve to molest him and keep him hostage in bed, then throw up on him the next morning. There was no way the boy was ever going to make a good lover. Stupid brat. It felt so disgusting and smelt even worse. He needed a shower, how the hell was he going to get this off of himself without making a big mess though? Well, more then there already was, he was sure these blankets were expensive. He slipped his shirt off slowly and carefully trying to keep the junk off of his skin, didn't work as well as he had hoped but what could he do?

Edward had finally finished in the bathroom and flushed some of his vital organs down the toilet. He then got up off the ground, washed his mouth out just as Roy came into the bathroom. He looked at him sheepishly and his eyes couldn't help but take in Roy's built chest and stomach. Roy refused to even look at him and turned on the shower so he could rinse his shirt off. It was shame, Roy really liked that shirt. He only hoped it wasn't ruined. Ed couldn't help but look at the nice curve of Roy's rear. He remembered what it felt like in his hands, firm. He chocked on the water he'd been washing his mouth out with. Was that….when the hell would he have touched the Bastard's ass? His gold eyes widened he knew what Roy's skin tasted like, what his chest felt like under his hand, but when? He woke up in bed with the bastard, but he had gone to the bar with those three guys yesterday. Somewhere between then and now he must have felt his commanding officer up. Edward made a sick face. He didn't really do that did he?

Roy finished washing his shirt and turned around to drop it on the ground so he could shower only to see Ed still in the bathroom with a sick look on his face. "If you're going to get sick again, the toilet is right there, do not do so on me." He warned him.

Ed turned to look at him and his eyes immediately latched onto the red mark on Roy's neck. He remembered making that, he had been sucking on his neck cause he had thought Roy tasted good. All these thoughts caused a bit of stirring in Ed's lower half and he was well aware of it and very freaked out by it.

Roy gave Ed an odd look as he seemed to be staring at him, his neck to be exact. "I realize that it may hurt to tip your head that far back but my face is a little further up." He informed him expecting a reaction but didn't get one. This unnerved him. What the hell was Ed staring at? He moved to the mirror and the blonde's eyes followed him. He looked at his neck and saw a red blotch on his neck. Oh he knew what that was and just how he got it too. Due to Roy's pale skin he'd always been very easy to mark, much to his dismay. "I…I did that?" The unsure voice pulled Roy from his thoughts. Roy didn't look at Ed, instead he stared at the towels. "It's my turn to use the bathroom, so out." He informed him, not wanting to say 'yes' to his question, though it was in fact a 'yes'.

Ed nodded dumbly then turned to leave the bathroom. The door was shut securely behind him but it didn't pull Ed away from his thoughts. He remembered, and very clearly too. He had stumbled over the bottom part of the door frame as he had come into the room. He saw Roy in that red shirt that matched so perfectly with the rest of the room. The first few buttons were undone showing off a bit of his tone chest. And Ed had wanted to see more. This was his spouse after all he had every right to. They were on their honeymoon so they should be doing things like this. To see what the girls in both East and Central swooned at and begged for more. At some point Roy had him in his arms and was carrying him and his spicy scent filled Ed's nostrils. He had wanted so much to taste him, to see if he tasted like his scent. He remembered not wanting him to leave. The way his strong chest felt under his hand, or that ass, damn he had a tight fine ass. He was never going to think straight again. Ed needed to lie down, both him and another part.

Roy showered letting the hot water run down his body on the it's way to the drain. He wondered how much of last night Ed remembered, he obviously remembered some if he knew he made the mark on his neck. His hand went to touch were he suspected the red mark was. He hoped it would go away in a few more hours but knowing his luck and skin it wouldn't for another day. He removed his hand with a sigh and looked up into the spraying water. Why the hell did Ed do that last night? He remembered the game of bluff they'd played before they left for the Long beach. Had that really been bluffing on Ed's part? Perhaps he was serious? Did the boy harbor a crush on him and now that they were married he felt he could act on it? That just sounded odd. Shit, what was he suppose to do now?

Apparently he had spent too much time standing in the shower as it started to spray him with cold water. He shivered and turned the water off and went to towel himself dry. He frowned when he realized that in his rush to get the stuff off of him he hadn't though to bring a change of clothes. He wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom to find something to wear.

Ed looked over when he heard the bathroom door though he wasn't sure he was ready to face Roy yet, and he most certainly wasn't ready to face Roy in a towel yet. He's eyes widened a bit but he couldn't seem to look away. His golden eyes followed him as he went to the drawers to pull out some clothes. He could see how his spin moved and the muscles in his back twitch under the pale skin as he leaned over to get into the drawers. The towel covered his ass but not the shape of it since Roy was leaning over. His hand twitched. Since when was he such a pervert? Maybe this is why Hawkeye and Havoc always walk three steps behind him, they were looking at his ass! It had nothing to do with rank or such, damn they were smart.

Roy had finished gathering his clothes and walked back into the bathroom to change. He had blue jeans and a sweater. He had felt Ed's eyes but didn't look back telling himself he was just imagining it, and no he didn't need to look behind him to confirm that. Roy was 14 years his senior there's no way Ed would be looking at him like that, even if he was hot. Roy wasn't one to lie to himself, he knew he was good looking. Even if Ed had been checking him out it was probably just teenage hormones. Teens fell in and out of 'love' all the time, even this was in deed the case it wouldn't be long before they went back to their 'proper' relationship.

He came out of the bathroom changed and looked around a bit. He frowned and looked over at Ed catching his gold eyes with his own onyx ones. "Feeling better?" He asked him.

Ed fought back a blush and nodded his head. "Yhea I feel fine." He said.

"Good." Roy nodded his head. "Then you can enlighten me as to what the hell was going through your head yesterday." He said irritated.

Ed's eyes widened, he was hoping that Roy wouldn't even say anything about last night. The way he had tried to, well he basically did molest Roy. "Umm…well, I uh..." He stuttered trying to find the right words to explain his actions.

Roy grew impatient waiting for him. "Fullmetal, you were suppose to be staying in bed to finish recovering from that cold. So why, in the name of all things alchemized, where you off getting drunk somewhere?"

Oh, he wanted an explanation for that! That was easy, "There's a storm coming." He said. That's what those guys said so apparently it was a reason to drink and Roy drunk often enough so he'd understand right?

Roy blinked, "A…storm?" He repeated and watched the blonde bob his head slowly. "You drank because of a storm?" His brows furrowed as he strained to find the connection between a storm and getting drunk.

"Yes, a storm. So I don't know why you're complaining. You drink all the time." Ed pointed out hotly crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'm an adult, Fullmetal."

"And so am I!"

"No, you're fifteen, that's not an adult."

"I'm treated as an adult in court, by the military, hell I was allowed to get fucking married to you so how can you say I'm not an adult?" He demanded.

"Because you still need people to look out for you!"

"No I don't, you just choose to do so!" Ed snapped back. They glared at each other for awhile before Ed spoke again, "What would it take to prove to you I'm not a child?"

"Try growing up." He snapped and turned around heading for the door only to be stopped when he realized it was raining out. Damn. That means he's stuck in there with Ed and smelly sheets that Ed threw up on. Couldn't Ed smell that? He stalked over the fire place and decided to start it. When it started he just fell back and glared at it. It didn't take long to start he was the Flame Alchemist after all.

Ed couldn't believe this man told him to 'grow up'. This man who was currently sitting on the floor pouting, who had tried to walk away without even bothering to settle the dispute rationally. The one that needed growing up was Roy; at least that's what Ed thought. "So, what you're just going to sit there and pout?"

Roy's dark eyes flickered from the fire to Ed and glared at him. "I'm not pouting." Ed could see the fire reflecting off his eyes as if being projected from somewhere within him. It actually made Ed shiver a bit. "Then what do you call it?"

"I call it being in a foul mood because my wife threw up on me this morning."

Ed twitched; he did not just call him that. Surely that bastard knew better then that. Ed was not a girl! "What did you call me?" He demanded through clenched teeth.

"I honestly don't feel like repeating myself, Fullmetal." He informed him and went back to staring into the fire.

Ed jumped up to his feet still standing on the bed he pointed an accusing finger at the dark haired man. "You, you bastard! You called me your wife! Do I look liked a girl to you?" He demanded.

Roy looked over at him almost lazily, "You're joking right? I don't honestly have to answer that do I?"

Ed made his war cry and flung himself at Roy causing the older man to fall back due to his weight and the fact he honestly wasn't expecting him to tackle him like that. He grunted when a metal leg portion dug into his thigh. That rather hurt damn it. His hands were held down on either side of his head and he glared up at the smirking blonde. "Do I need to prove to you just how male I am?" He asked him.

Roy's eyes only narrowed further, "It's sad that you have to prove it in the first place." He didn't bother to struggle, realizing last night that Ed was in fact stronger then him, so struggling wasn't going to help anything except make him look stupid and make Ed even happier. "Now I suggest you let me go, Fullmetal." He said, "Better yet that's an order."

"You can't order me around right now, Colonel, we're not on the job, and we're on our honeymoon."

Roy had enough of this joke and didn't look at all impressed. Which kinda irritated Ed, why couldn't he get a good rise out of the man? Seriously, what would it honestly take? Roy constantly gets one out of him but he just couldn't get one in return, it wasn't human!

Roy took advantage of Ed's sudden distracting thoughts and with his leg not pinned with automail managed to use it as leverage and turn them around. Ed soon found himself on his back with the Colonel looking down at him. "Grow up, Fullmetal." He said before getting off of him.

The two of them were on opposite sides of the room not speaking to each other, not even looking in the same direction. Okay, Roy wasn't, Ed was sneaking glances over his book. Roy had his own book he was currently glaring at hoping it would combust into flames. Room service had come and gone, taking the bedding and coming back with fresh stuff. They seemed to notice the tension in the air because they were quick.

Ed couldn't believe Roy was acting this way, he'd never seen a grown man pout so much. Wouldn't even say anything to help or look at him. And this was the man that was suppose to each him how to act mature and be an adult and such? It seemed to Ed that Roy still had stuff to learn in that department. After all, if you really thought about it, Hawkeye took care of the bastard. She made sure he got his stuff done before he went out to 'play', if he didn't she'd sit right next to him and wait for him to finish even if everyone else was gone. She scolded him if he was late, made sure he didn't do anything stupid like when he went to use flame alchemy in the rain, if he was acting stupid she'd call him on it, she brought him coffee every morning, and many times she took him home if not her Havoc did. He was sure there was even more then that but that's just what he'd seen. So seriously who was he to tell him to grow up? He stuck out his bottom lip a bit and his eyes once again glanced over at the brooding male. Though he had to admit it was amusing seeing him like this. It wasn't something you'd see in the office that's for sure. It almost pleased Ed that he could cause Roy to act like this. Of course he was positive Roy didn't share his sentiments.

Roy could feel Ed's eyes on him but chose to ignore him. He was pissed off with him. He tries to be nice to his shortness and look where it got him. Stupid brat, he was always a pain in the ass. Finally it annoyed him so much he had to look up, "What?" He demanded.

Ed couldn't help but smirk a bit, "Nothing, just never seen an adult pout."

Roy didn't look amused, "I'm not pouting." He said again his dark eyes narrowing. Why was it still raining? Seriously, it's the beach it's suppose to be nice and warm so he could stay away from Fullmetal, the little brat.

"It sure looks like a pout."

"I suppose you would know wouldn't you, Fullpoutalot?" Roy snapped back.

"Who the hell are you calling a so small that he's mistaken for a pouting baby!" He yelled.

Roy couldn't help but smirk at him. "Who do you think I'm calling that?" He asked grabbing for the closes thing to normal that he could get. Ed crossed his arms and huffed irritated puffing his cheeks just a bit in a juvenile fashion. It caused Roy to chuckle.

"Shut up." The blonde muttered and went to go sulk in his bed. Roy feeling oh so much better went back to his book with a smirk.

So there's chapter 7 please don't forget to review because you know you want to!