OH. MY. GOD. It's been waaayyy too long. Its almost the end of November! Goodness, I feel like a douchedick. I really tried to make this chapter as long as possible, but it proved quite a struggle with my ADD XD. Almost as hard as trying to get Ed to drink milk. ANYWAY, I'd love it if you guys left nice little reviews and stuff! That'd be nice. And for all of those who were hit by hurricane Sandy, I'm praying for you! I know what it's like to be all...stressed. I was hit too. Lost my laptop, bed, house. XD. I have to stay at my Nana's. BUT, We're getting back on track! And I'm going to stop rambling and let you read this chapter! And I also think that Roy and Ed AND Riza are a bit OOC, but Ill TRY to fix that up with this chapter. XD. Emphasis on TRY.

Dangerous Waters

Disclaimer: I dont own Fullmetal Alchemist, or Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood. Flames will be used to heat my house. (God knows I need it, after Sandy...)

Roy Mustang, the famed Flame Alchemist, was not very fond of children to say the least. The way snot dribbled out of their noses, drool dripped down their chins, their grubby hands that grabbed at everything and anything, everywhere, made Roy cringe and hold up his fingers in a cross, as if they were some unholy beasts sent straight from hell to warn him of his womanizing ways. So, when Roy Mustang, Flame Alchemist, found out that a certain golden haired, sun eyed 12 year old had become a State Alchemist, passing the exam with flying colors and rainbow ponies, it was an understatement to say that Roy was shocked. Who in their right minds would have such a young boy become a dog of the millitary? Oh yeah, the same person who would grab a crippled boy by his collar and yell in his face. Him. Roy Mustang, Flame Alchemist. And he was even more surprised when he found himself acting as a father figure for the Elric brothers. For the love of the Gate, this would be a long run...

CHAPTER 13: FORGOTTEN

Roy Mustang was a man of many words. Snide remarks, insults, jokes, even the rare occasional compliment. So, anyone who knew the man also knew that he always had the right thing to say at the right time. So why was it only now that he was reduced to a speechless, stuttering mass of nervousness because of some teary golden eyes and a flushed face? Don't ask him, he'd never know.

Edward couldn't have forgotten about him. There was no way. He was his youngest subordinant. He gave him hope for his little brother. He was his SON for Gate's sake! And yet, some part of him couldnt help feel guilty about bringing such a young boy like himself to become a dog of the military. Even if he did come on his own will.

Roy stepped forward hesitantly, not sure if he was dreaming. Not sure if this terrible illusion would disappear any moment and he'd be right back in his office signing boring paper after paper. He spoke up. "Edward...it's me. Roy. Roy Mustang. Colonel Mustang, Colonel Bastard, Bastard. You've got a lot of nicknames for me."

Edward looked him up and down, while Roy searched his eyes for any signs of recognition. When he found none, his heart bundled up in his stomach and they both fell to the first floor of the hospital they were in. He stepped forward, a nervous laugh sounding from the back of his throat. "Come on now Edward...stop joking around.." The blonde boy looked at him, eyes still shaken. "I mean, I know your height isn't that much, but dont tell me your brain is small to-" And poor Roy never got to finish his sentence, because the whole hospital exploded.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL AN ANT COULDN'T SEE HIM?!"

Patients rose from their beds, nurses and doctors poked there heads in, and Roy had never been happier to hear the young boy scream at him. "Relax," He said with a smirk, walking over. "I didn't even say that much." Ed frowned at him, crossing his arms. "Bastard..." And Roy had never been happier to hear the string of curses that flew from the younger alchemist's mouth. Things were starting to turn back to normal, and that was just the way he liked it.

He wrapped his arms around Edward, not caring who saw. "Edward, you dont know how scared you had me these past weeks..." Said teen alchemist blanched. "W-weeks? I was out for WEEKS?!" Roy winced at the volume of sound being screamed in his ear. He pulled back, and instantly regretted it once he saw Edward try to get up and out of his bed. He gently pushed him down, which wasn't hard considering the boy had been immobile for 2 weeks, and hadn't eaten either. Edward, noticing this as well, scowled. "This isn't fair..." Roy smoothed down the boys hair, which seriously needed to be washed and combed, and smiled slightly. "Nothings ever fair, Edward. Nothings ever fair." Edward leaned into his hand, having felt fatigued and worn already. His voice dropped a few decibles, and Roy's ears where thankful. "Where's Al? And Lieutenant Hawkeye...and everyone else?" Roy sat on the edge of the bed. "Alphonse is probably beating himself over the head, and Hawkeye is busy with the others, tracking down your assailants." Edward didn't miss the malice in his father's voice when the last word left his mouth.

"You know Dad...I'm alright..."

Roy looked at his adoptive sun, who blushed and looked away, scowling. He wasnt really one to openly express his feelings to others, besides Alphonse. Roy knew, he was the same way. He reached over, pulling the teen to his chest in a strong hug.

"I know Edward. Now I know."

Hey, was this a good chapter? This is a little longer than the rest...I think XD. I dont even know. BUT HEY. Its better than the three sentence chapters Ive been giving you guys DX. SSORRREEEHHHHH. And I have new poll, too! My first one, actually~ X3. See the little box! CLICK IT. TYPE A NICE REVIEW! Tell me your thoughts! And also, Im thinking of taking requests for a new FMA:Brotherhood drabble collection Im starting. Ive actually never done requests, so this is pretty freakin exciting. You guys want more Parental!Roy?Ed? REQUEST IT! Yaoi? Ill...try my best XD. Edwin? ASK FOR IT! ANYTHING! Except real ...graphic naughty stuff. None of that XD