Chapter 6
As months passed and Edward's health decline, the doctors eventually ordered that Edward should be under strict bed rest.
Edward resigned as a Colonel and left the military.
While Edward was on bed rest, Roy watched over him and tried to ease Edward's stress levels. Roy brought lots of work home with him so he could watch over the bed ridden teen.
Edward was strong; he was always smiling around Roy and joking as he pretended that nothing was wrong. But one day, Roy walked in with a try of soup for Edward and smiled. "Good evening gorgeous." Roy teased and walked in.
Edward's golden blonde hair had lost its golden luster and was now just a dull blonde. His eyes were as dull of a gold as his hair. He may be wearing a smile, but his eyes didn't reflect it.
Roy set the tray in Ed's lap. "I made your favorite, beef stew."
"I'm sorry Roy, I'm not hungry." Edward apologized.
"Wh-what? But Edward, you have to eat." Roy said.
"I'm not hungry." Edward repeated softly.
"Edward, you need your energy."
"I'm almost out of time." Edward whispered to himself.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing." Edward smiled, weakly. "Roy, I need to talk to you."
"Sure Edward, about what?"
"I only have three months left."
"Don't say that, you will get better. You will live."
"No, I need to say this. Consider this my will." Edward said that all his belongings go to Roy and that Roy needs to be happy when he is gone from this world.
Roy managed to refrain from crying and watched as Edward asked for Roy's hand.
Instead of holding his head, Edward removed his engagement ring and placed it in Roy's palm before closing his hand. "I'm sorry, I wanted that too."
"Edward, you can't."
"I'm sorry Roy." Tears welled up in Edward's eyes. "I want you to be happy."
"I'll never be happy without you."
"Yes you will."
"Please Edward, let's get married today. I will find a priest and…"
"Stop, please try to understand. You will be nothing but a widow in a few months." Edward was fighting a losing battle to hold back tears. "I'm so sorry. I failed you Roy."
Roy hugged Edward gently, "Don't say things like that. You are my reason to live, without you, I am nothing. Roy kissed Edward who was starting to fall asleep, crying. Edward was so weak, Roy laid him down and tucked him in and wiped his tears away. "I love you so much." He brushed bangs out of his lover's eyes and walked out and closed the door behind him.
He walked into the living room and looked at the little ring in his hand. "Please don't take him from me."
"You are begging God for help? How unlike you, Roy." Riza smirked.
"Go away." Roy whispered, on the verge of tears, as he clutched the little ring to his chest.
"You are an idiot. Just turn him Roy. He is already knocking on Death's door."
"I won't."
"You are so dense Roy. I love you! Can't you see that?" Riza said and turned to leave.
"Riza, Wait!"
Riza smirked and turned back. "What is it Roy?"
"Riza, when Edward dies, can you please kill me?"
Riza was taken aback by his question. "What?"
"I need you to rip me apart and burn me."
"I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"That's the coward's way out."
"Please Riza. I can't live without him."
"Then find some other way to commit suicide, or trade blood with him. It's your choice." She said and walked out. "I will be anxious to see what you choose."