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Fathers

"Edward! Edward, it's time to wake up" Roy heard Hawkeye's voice from the brat's room. The answer was only a sleepy groan and Roy had to chuckle at this. It was the first time that Fullmetal had to be waken up. Usually he was up before them. Except when he was sick but then they didn't even want to wake him. "I will search some clothes for you" the lieutenant continued. Roy had to walk to the door. He wanted to see the boy's reaction to this suggestion. The kid was still in the bed his eyes were closed and his palms were on his ears.

"One more moment, mum" he mumbled then his eyes snapped open in realization and sat up immediately. Roy stared at him surprised. Did Fullmetal think for a moment that he was at home in Resembool? But Hawkeye did as if nothing had happened and she took out a shirt and trousers from the cupboard without a hesitation. Fullmetal's face became redder and redder as he watched the woman rummaging between his clothes. Then Hawkeye stopped abruptly as she lifted something which looked like some kind of paper.

"What is this, Edward?" she asked clearly surprised. As Fullmetal's face became scarlet color Roy rushed next to the woman curiously and took the paper from her. It was a drawing. There were three people on it. A black haired, black eyed man, a blonde, brown eyed woman and a blonde, golden eyed child, maybe a girl? And above the figures there was a childish writing with big and shaky capital letters. It addressed the figures as "Ed's dad", "Ed's mum" and "Ed". Roy stared at the drawing disbelieving. What the heck was it?

"You drew this?" he asked Fullmetal a bit shaken. The boy hid his face with his arms.

"Yeah, but I didn't have a choice. Liam forced me to."

"This Liam, he wrote the titles?" asked Roy as he tried to add every piece into the correct place.

"Yeah. He is a strange kid. He asked me to draw down my family. I didn't have a choice."

"So a little kid forced you to draw? How could he manage this, would you care to enlighten me?" Roy asked him mockingly. This became more and more funny after the first shock. Fullmetal as drawing them as his family... Because it wasn't hard to figure out that who the parents were on the drawing. It was hilarious. He couldn't even figure out more humiliating task for the boy.

"No, of course he didn't have a gun or something like that, but I didn't want him to make a fuss. And since we are on a mission where we have to pose as a family I had to draw you" he mumbled into his palm. He was clearly mortified. Roy had to tease him a bit more.

"So you think about me as a daddy now? I am so happy! My little Eddo!" he shouted with a fake overenthusiastic voice which somehow sounded really similar to Hughes.

"Only in your wildest nightmares!" shouted the boy heatedly. Roy just grinned at him smugly.

"I think I will glue this to the wall at the headquarter as every proud father does" he teased Fullmetal viciously.

"I will kill you if you show that to anyone. And… and… and I will tell Hawkeye."

"Tell her what?" he asked and he really didn't have a clue what the boy was talking about.

"About you know what" Fullmetal whispered with a knowing look. Hawkeye became more interested but Roy still didn't know what the boy was talking about.

"Do you have a secret from me?" she looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes he has. And I will tell you if I won't get back the drawing in a minute" Roy looked at him disbelievingly.

"Just what the hell are you talking about Fullmetal?"

"About what you told me about her. About your feelings" Roy looked back at him numbly. Did Fullmetal loose his mind? Hawkeye eyed him curiously and glared at the brat a bit suspiciously.

"He is bluffing. I really don't know what he is talking about."

"Of course you now say this but two days ago you told me the truth" the boy looked at him like a maniac head priest who just got a divine revelation.

"You totally lost it, Fullmetal" he bent closer to the boy. Then suddenly Fullmetal got into motion so fast that Roy couldn't react before he pull the drawing out of his hands and in a moment he tore it into pieces and tucked them into his mouth and started to chew. Roy's and Hawkeye's eyes became impossibly wide as they watched him without any movement. This whole scene was just too absurd.

"You will choke, Fullmetal" Roy warned the boy disbelievingly when he finally found his voice. "Did you actually believe that I would humiliate myself that way? No way that I would like to pose as your father before my subordinates, not even on a stupid drawing. You should really learn that what a joke means, midget. " the boy just looked back at him angrily as his mouth was still full with paper. "But I think I like your present state. You finally can't talk. Maybe you should eat paper a bit more often" Fullmetal rushed out from the room into the bathroom and he spat the paper pieces out. At least according to the voice he made. After he finished he flushed the toilet and came back with a still red face.

"I couldn't allow any chance" he muttered darkly. "If this drawing had got into someone else hands I would have lost my reputation and could have given a wrong idea. They could have thought that I would want a shit father like you. I have already got one asshole bastard" the boy groaned irritated. "It was just a necessity and I don't need that someone misunderstands it."

"It had to be hurt to draw something like that" Roy commented a bit disappointed. He didn't know why he felt that way but he couldn't help it.

"It was a job" Fullmetal answered shrugging. "Don't be afraid I won't do this again so you don't need to face such kind of humiliation" and the boy stormed out from the room without glancing back. Roy just turned toward Hawkeye to comment about the brat's stupidity when she shoved Fullmetal's clothes violently to him with a scary expression.

"Give these to him and apologize, sir!" he ordered him sternly and he looked back at her blankly.

"For what?" what was that about? He hasn't said anything mean to the brat. The woman eyed him menacingly.

"You spoke like being his father would be something shameful."

"I was just joking. And I am not his father and he doesn't want me to be. So I don't understand why…" but Hawkeye didn't let him finish the sentence.

"His father left him. Remember, sir? What do you think Ed has to think why did that happen?"

"I don't…" then Roy finally realized what she was talking about. The abandoned children always thought that somehow what happened was their fault. "Fullmetal doesn't seem to be the type who would blame himself for that. I think he know it firmly whose fault was that. That's why he hates his father with passion."

"Yes on the surface. But it was really insensible to tell him something like that" Hawkeye talked as if she knew what she was talking about. It was a bit strange. She rarely cared about emotions. She usually had more important things to think about. She acted strangely nowadays Roy couldn't deny it any longer. As if she wanted something from him. But what? "Fullmetal would rather kill me than want me to act as his father or to let anybody thinks that there is that kind of relationship between us. He even ate a bunch of paper just to avoid that anybody could see him on a same drawing with me. He isn't the type who would like any kind of pampering" Hawkeye just rolled her eyes.

"Of course he doesn't need mollycoddling. But that doesn't mean that he neither need a dependable adult who doesn't turn him away" she huffed then moved to leave.

"Wait a minute! Fullmetal was always very fine without me. He just doesn't need me to act differently now." Hawkeye looked at him as if he were an imbecile.

"I think it is too late to think about that, sir" and she left him without another word. And Roy really didn't understand her.

Ed started his breakfast fuming and still in his pajama. No way in hell he would change before those two. He will go back into his room after they came out. What they were thinking, rummaging through his things like that? And why did he keep that stupid drawing? He should have thrown that into the first trash. Now he just got ridiculed about it just he had afraid. He should have just said no to Liam. That stupid Colonel. He always just laughed at him no matter what he had said yesterday. Maybe he wasn't a totally cruel bastard, but a bastard anyway. As if he would want someone as stupid as him for a father. Besides he didn't need a father. He had had one and he didn't get anything from that anyway. Why would he want another useless bastard? Even the thought was ridiculous. That stupid colonel, how could he joke about something such ludicrous?

"Hey, Fullmetal" the Colonel came into the kitchen with a serious expression. "You should change and hurry, you are already late" he tossed his clothes to him and sat down to the table. Ed just grumbled and continued eating his breakfast. He had plenty of time since it didn't really matter when he arrived at the school. "Look, kid. What I said before… I didn't mean like that. Of course there is nothing bad about you being a son of someone. No, for the matter of fact your father should be proud and honored that he has sons like you and Al. I just…" but Ed stopped him roughly.

"Don't give me this crap, Colonel. My father doesn't give a shit about us. He just left somewhere and he doesn't even care whether we are alive or not. And you don't need to explain yourself. As I said I find that stupid drawing at least as humiliating as you" the Colonel sighed warily.

"No, Edward. What I try to explain is that I wouldn't really feel ashamed. I was just joking about that. I think you are an exceptional young man who would make anybody proud. I also feel a bit like that since I was the one who found you and made use of your abilities. So I can at least feel a little bit as if your success just a bit mine too, can't I?" the man sounded really awkward which was a strange occurrence. Ed just stared at him. Then he humphed angrily.

"Of course you can't. You use me for you career as you said before. But you have no rights to monopolize anything I do, you bastard. Maybe you helped me there and there but I would have found my way without you too. Don't be too cocky and full of yourself. I absolutely hate you" he looked away from the man because he couldn't look into his eyes. But the Colonel just chuckled at this.

"That's fine by me. But I want you to remember that you can count on me. I won't abandon you like your father did" Ed stared at him speechless. What was that about? Okay the Colonel had tried to persuade him before that he could trust him. But that was a bit more personal. "I don't really care what you call me. You could call me Bastard, Colonel, Mustang, Roy or even daddy if you want as long as you don't forget this. And as long as I could also count on you" then the Colonel stopped for a moment while Ed just stared at him astonished. "But it would be better if you don't call me names in front of my superiors. It would be hard to explain and they may get the wrong idea."

"Like what?" it was a dump question and it wasn't really important but Ed had to say something. He already seemed really stupid. The man blushed a bit and tried to avoid his eyes. It was very startling to Ed.

"Like, we are really related" the man muttered finally. Ed felt the beginning of a really bad headache at this. Why would anybody…?

"Why would we be related? We don't even resemble each other. That's just stupid." The Colonel scratched his head and chuckled bitterly.

"That doesn't really matter. They can say that you resemble to your mother. I already heard some stupid whispers about that I must be your father and that's why I brought you to the army at such a young age. Of course no one believes this kind of stupid rumors, but if you would start to call me daddy then they maybe would" Ed stared at him unbelievingly.

"That's plainly stupid. You are far too young to be my father" the man smiled at this a bit bitterly.

"For the matter of fact, I am not. I could be technically your father. And I already had relationship at that age so if I had met your mother that time…"

"Stop that! This is disgusting" Ed blushed. He didn't even want to imagine his mother with this man. But to be honest he couldn't have been a worse father than his real father could he?

"That isn't even important. So what I wanted to say that if you don't want rumors like that then it would be better if you refer me like now. No, not what was important either. What is important that I would be really happy if you trusted me enough to rely on me. Even if not like on a father, but maybe as on a friend?" Ed just looked away. This talking was a way too embarrassing.

"I don't need anybody" he groaned. "And I would never call you my dad. I am not a little kid, you know. And besides that would be really offending to you" he stood up. "I am going to change now. You don't have to worry about every word you say. I am not some stupid infant. I won't be broken by words" he stepped toward the bathroom then stopped and looked back at the man who sat at the table with an unreadable expression. "But thank you anyway. You are a nicer man than my father" the Colonel's face lit up so Ed knew immediately that he went too far. "But you are a bastard anyway" he smirked but he couldn't clean away the grin from the man's face.

"I think it's a compliment anyway. Thank you, Edward" Ed just groaned. He couldn't erase his stupid sentence whatever he said. But at least he hoped that the man wouldn't tell this to anybody. It would be more humiliating. "I am really happy about your admission. By the way, you should practice your drawing a bit more. I nearly didn't even recognize myself. I am far more handsome than you drew me" Ed saw red at this mocking.

"You, bastard, I will kill you."

Ed watched wondering as the kids were playing and laughing in the school yard. What the hack was going on? Why they weren't in the classrooms as usual? He got stares and whisperings as he was hurrying towards the entrance but he tried to avoid everybody. He rushed into the library and the librarian eyed him curiously.

"Are you here today too?" the old lady wasn't exactly friendly but wasn't hostile either.

"Yes, madam. Is something wrong? Why everybody is out?" the woman grimaced at the question as if that or the answer were irritating her.

"Because today is the sport day, child. Hasn't the headmaster informed you?"

"No, it looks like he forgot that too" the lady just shrugged annoyed and got back to her book. But then she looked up again.

"Oh and today the library will be closed at one o'clock. The same time as the school" Ed looked at her surprised at this.

"But why?" the librarian shrugged again clearly in a bad mood.

"Today there isn't any class. There are some sport competitions until noon. Then after lunch the school will go on a small trip. Fortunately I don't have a class to accompany so I can go home" Ed sighed at this. Fine. Now he will have to wait for the Colonel outside the school. What a stupid coincidence that it was today that he had to wait for the man.

"Oh, I understand. Thank you, madam" and he sat down to one of the tables after he grabbed a book without any attention to what. The librarian just humphed something but didn't pay any more attention to him. It was time he needed to occupy himself somehow.

Ed was just reading a stupid fairy tail when he heard footsteps. He looked up curiously. Today nobody has come into the library so far. Everyone had a great time outside. His stomach grumbled angrily as he saw who it was. Charles stopped at the door and looked at him with a serious face.

"Edward, can I speak with you for a moment?"

"Of course" he mumbled as he stood up and followed the man into the buffet.

They bought the usual tea and sat down to a table. The man watched him scrutinizing and Ed found this unnerving.

"I think your dad will kill me if he gets known that I spoke with you. But I have to tell you something" Ed watched him closely. What could be in the man's mind? What was he up to? "First I have to apologize. I made a great mistake yesterday. I shouldn't have brought you there. I knew that it was wrong. But I did because I thought that you are somebody you are not."

"I think I don't understand you" Ed cut him off a bit rudely. He wanted a straight answer.

"I know that I was a fool. But you were so strange and it was a too big coincidence. I was curious. And I thought I knew the answer."

"I still don't understand. Have you thought I am the murderer or what?" Ed became irritated. The man's words didn't make any sense.

"Hell, no! No, Ed. On the contrary" the man sighed apologetically. "Ok, I think it will be better if I tell you the truth. I thought that you work for the army" Ed started to cough at this violently.

"How did you get this ridiculous idea?" he managed to ask finally. The man looked at him apologetically again.

"I know that it sounds strange. But there are those murders and the army investigates on that case. I have a friend in the army so I heard that from him. When I first met with you I found you strange from the first minute. You maybe don't know but you have older eyes than many adults I know. But you lie horribly. When you talked about your arms I knew that you don't tell me the truth. But I dismissed my mistrustful thoughts at first. But strange things followed this. I met you on the streets at night when there is a murderer on the loose. And your parents were strange too. Your father barked at me like he was a soldier. And your mother's arm was twitching around her belt as if she were searching for a gun. And you looked unusually interested in the murder case and about poor Smalt. These were all strange but I didn't think anything until I talked with my friend from the army. He told me that he heard that the Fullmetal Alchemist is also on this case. He talked to me about him before. He told me that he is the youngest ever state alchemist. And he passed the exam merely at the age of twelve. And he also told me that he has an automail arm that where from his name came from. After all the strange things around you and the coincidence of the timing I thought… I thought that you are the Fullmetal Alchemist" Ed stared at him flabbergasted. He would have never thought that he could be so easily figured out.
"You popped up just the time of the murders. You have an automail and you behave much more an adult than you should. Everything seemed to fall into place. So I wanted to test you. I asked the address of Smalt from the headmaster and I invited you. I was curious about your reactions. But honestly I never thought that we could find a corpse there. Nor did I really think that Smalt could be the murderer. He was a bastard and I would gladly punch him because he dared to hurt children without any sane reason. But I heard him talking about the case with the headmaster and he seemed honestly anxious. He wanted stronger security around the school and that we inform the parents more extensively. So I thought he was really sick as the headmaster said to me. He was sick often and I had to substitute for him many times. I just wanted to know what would you do if I brought you there. But I was clearly wrong. Your reaction at the house spoke volumes. And I know you were honest. You had a panic attack there. And no state alchemist would react like that. You are a normal child after all. And I am sorry that I dragged you there and caused you trauma. If I can recompense you anyhow then please tell me."
Ed still stared at him speechless. How should he answer to this? He couldn't tell the man the truth. But the man looked really shamefaced because of what had happened. Somehow it was amazing that Charles realized the truth so easily and then he lost it equally fast. Yes, just because Ed behaved really out of character that time. And Ed didn't know that whether he was lucky or not. The Colonel would be angry for sure when he got know that Ed screwed up his cover.

"I… I… don't need anything" he managed to mutter at last. "I… I thank you for the tea" and he stood up rapidly and rushed out form the buffet.

"Stop please, Edward!" he obeyed but didn't turn back.

"As I said before, I was really a fool. I know I caused you harm… not physically but psychologically. And I know I betrayed you somewhere, because I didn't trust you. And I am really sorry. I still want to be your friend so when you are ready to talk to me again then… then please come to me" Ed still didn't turn towards him. He didn't want that his face betray his emotions and expose him. "You are a nice kid. Nicer than most of the children I know. So I am really sorry that I did that to you. If you want to talk to somebody about what happened then…"

"Just let me be" he cut him short. "I don't need your help. And I don't need your pity. I am not angry. But I don't want nor your help neither your apologizing" he started toward the library. "See you later, Charles" he waved and still didn't turn back to him. It was hard because he knew that he was somehow cruel to the man. And he also wanted to see his reaction, but it would have been too risky to turn back.

"I have news for you, Roy" Hughes shouted enthusiastically. Roy just rolled his eyes at the too happy tone.

"What?"

"About the newest victim. I can tell you 100% sure that Smalt wasn't killed by Patterson" Roy nearly choked at his coffee at this.

"What? How do you know?" Hughes face was totally full with pride as he answered.

"We found a bloody half handprint on the blanket next to the victim. So we asked Patterson to come in this morning into the Investigations Office where we could get sample from his handprint with ink. Patterson has a much more bigger palm than our culprit."

"Maybe it was Smalt's" Roy opposed immediately.

"No. Of course we checked that. We aren't amateurs, Roy."

"I see. But it is a really bad news. Now we don't even have a suspect. It's bad. But of course this doesn't mean that he didn't kill the children either. It's not necessary that the two cases would be connected. Ed thought so because of what Smalt said to him, but it's not sure."

"You don't believe your own words" Hughes pointed out and Roy smiled at this.

"No I don't. But I absolutely hate the idea that we still don't have any clue. After such a long time we have nothing. I can't accept this" Roy felt himself suddenly very exhausted. "It would be really shameful if we couldn't catch him soon. And I don't want more victims. Hughes, I want a list about the people that Smalt knew and are in this city. Maybe he really knew the murderer. Or at least he could have a suspect. It's more than we have now" Hughes nodded.

"Fine. It won't be easy but I will do it. But I also think that this handprint is a good sign. Our culprit is making mistakes now. He must be nervous. Maybe we our closer to him then we think" Roy contemplated this for a moment. Could it be true? "And how is Ed? Yesterday he seemed a bit out of it."

"He is okay. But he would be happier if we could finish this case fast. He misses Al terribly. And I don't think he enjoys my company too much" Hughes smiled at this.

"I think you are wrong Roy. You know what was his first question after the police accompanied him to us and I remained alone with him? It was that where is the Colonel? He was pale as a ghost, his eyes full of terror and he was trembling like a leaf. And he wanted to see you. I think it's not the sign of hate. He trusts you and maybe he feel himself safe beside you" Roy looked at his friend doubtfully. Edward somehow always behaved unpredictable.

"I will bring him to buy some sweet today. I don't know what he was thinking when he asked me. But it was some kind of peace offer so I couldn't deny him" he still didn't understand the boy's motive.

"Maybe he just wanted to be a child a bit. He can't really be one during the mission. Yesterday was hard on him. And there are those poor children. Ed is suffering inside while he forces himself to go forward. He is always like that. He could work himself to death if you let him. But now he asked you to let him be a child a bit. I think it's good. He must trust you deeper than I originally thought" Hughes said lost in his thoughts. "It's kind of surprising. But sure the kid have a strange taste" he laughed and Roy growled at him angrily.

"Hey, I though you are my friend" Hughes just laughed harder.

"Yeah, yeah. I was just joking" then he stopped and looked at him more seriously. "But to be honest I am happy for both of you" Roy just rolled his eyes.

"We aren't some kind of just married couple you know Hughes" the man just grinned.

"Of course not. But you can be his sort of father figure" Roy glared at him irritated, but before he could say anything Hughes continued. "Besides, you should find yourself a wife. And then you could have your own little Eddoes" Roy heard that Hawkeye chuckled behind him and he could have strangled Hughes for this. "Look at this picture of Elicia. Isn't she an angel? Now, I have to go. Bye" he finished abruptly when he saw Roy's expression and fled before some flames would have absorbed him.

To Ed's surprise at least he wasn't left alone in the library for the rest of the day. Liam was sitting there and the boy's face lit up immediately when he saw him.

"Ed! I'm happy you are here. Do you want to play with me?" Ed looked at him warily as he remembered the morning.

"Fine, but no more drawing" the little boy looked perplexed but he nodded anyway. So they ended up on the floor as Ed read a tale for the boy. Liam listened to him with a big smile on his face. When he finished the kid immediately started begging.

"Please tell me another one. My dad, never tell me fairy tales. He hates them. He only talks about God, and angels" Ed looked at Liam with surprise.

"Sure. But who is your dad, Liam? Do I know him?" the boy nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, you know him. He is the headmaster of this school. And I nearly forgot but he asked me to tell you that he wants to speak with you after the sport events ended" Ed nodded thoughtfully. What did the headmaster want from him? Ed didn't talk with him too much. He was the only one besides the old librarian who knew who Ed really was. Maybe he had some information? Or he wanted to know what happened to Smalt? It would be logical. The man had been one of his teachers.

"Okay. I will go and see him. But he is also a teacher, if you asked him he would surely tell you fairy tales, don't you think?" Liam averted his eyes and shook his head.

"He used to tell me tales when I was very little. But now he said I am too big for them. I asked him once but he… he became angry" the boy's face paled considerately at this and Ed didn't want to force him to speak about the issue more. He had to have an argument with his father because of this so it seemed to be a sensitive topic. Ed had also hated to displease his father when he had been with them so he understood Liam a bit.

"I see. I don't think your dad is right. I think you can read or listen to fairy tales as long as you know they aren't true. Now let's see. Do you know the tale of the red dragon?" Liam shook his head excitedly so Ed started to read him the story.

"Once upon a time…"

Ed walked toward the headmaster's office a bit anxious. He had a bad feeling about this. It had to be a bad habit. The initial scare if someone had to visit his headmaster. But he wasn't a real student here so there was nothing to scare about. But something was off with Liam and it seemed as if he was uncomfortable with his own father. Ed could have easily thought that the boy was scared from the headmaster. He had become so pale when he had talked about their disagreement. And it was strange. Ed was never scared from Hohenheim. He hated him because he abandoned them but there wasn't anything scary about him. So he didn't understand. Maybe he just misunderstood the kid. He was a lonely child who lost his mother and besides he never said anything bad about his father. But his gestures sometimes were strange. Every time when Ed brought up his father to be more precise. But why? The man had seemed all right when Ed had talked with him after the incident with Smalt. He shook his head. Maybe he just saw something that didn't really exist.

Finally he arrived to the office and he knocked on the door.

"Come in" he heard the voice form inside so Ed opened the door and stepped in. The man sat behind his table writing something but he stood up when he saw Ed.

"Ah, so Liam didn't forget to tell you. Come and sit down" he motioned to him and Ed went closer to him. But he remained careful. He had a bad feeling and he couldn't help it.

"Tea? Or some juice?" Ed wanted to decline the offer but it would be really impolite so he nodded. The man gave him a mug of tea and he accepted it.

"So why did you want to see me, headmaster?" Ed asked him. He wanted to finish this as soon as possible.

"I heard what happened to Smalt. I just want to get some details if you don't mind. He was my teacher and also me friend" Ed gave him a strange look. That man, wasn't a very friendly one. But now at least he knew what the headmaster wanted. He sipped into his tea and started to speak.

"I was the one who find him. We went there with Charles Patterson because he… he…" something was strange. It became harder to speak. And the room also became darker. He straightened himself and then the world swayed dangerously. "Whaa..aat is… what…?" he stammered. Then a face became closer to him.

"I am really sorry, Edward. But you are a sinner. A child that became dirty. Children had to be pure like the angels. But you are…" Ed didn't hear more. It became difficult just to keep his eyes open. His last thought was that he won't be able to go and buy some sweets with the Colonel after all.

Sorry guys for the cliffhanger, I hate them too. But I had to finish this chappie somewhere. I will try to update as soon as I can. And in the next chapter there will be action:) It will end the story and only an epilogue will be after that.

And congratulation to Soleil Avec la Pluie! You were the only one who had the right intuition:) Sorry that I misled everybody else, I am so evil:) I was curious who would spot that little hint with the chapter title:) I hope you won't kill me for this:)