It's finally here yall. After having a few snickers and hoping that Roy Mustang would appear in my dreams... It failed... Yep.

"Is it Roy?" Alphonse asks, immediately recognizing that was a mistake. Ed immediately puts on all defenses as he stares at his brother with a deep red face.

"How the hell did you know that?" Ed growls, a threatening tone dripping off his voice. Alphonse looks down in shame as he points towards the table beside the bed with a black journal on the inside. "YOU READ THAT?!" Edward screeches, diving towards the bedside table and snatching the book out.

"I'm sorry brother… I was worried about your recent behavior…"

"Alphonse! That was my personal property! You can't just cross the line like that even though you are my brother! Nobody was supposed to read that and I told you specifically NOT to read that journal!" Edward rants as Al twiddles his fingers.

"I'm sorry…"

"Stop apologizing! Apologizing isn't going to help the situation right now! You know what? I need a few hours to calm down. I'm going to walk around. Stay here and don't come after me." Edward states, leaving the room with the black book tightly curled in his fingers.

Roy manages to catch a glimpse of a figure stomping by his room and immediately knows who it is. "Fullmetal!" Roy calls out, and then proceeds to bite his tongue, not knowing why he called him. The door slams open and Roy actually jumps back in shock.

"What the hell do you want?" He snaps a black book strangled between the artificial arm that clings to his shoulder.

"A little more respect towards your superior wouldn't hurt anyone." Roy states, sitting up straight. Edward rolls his eyes and waits somewhat patiently for Roy to continue. "I was wondering where you were going so late at night. You do understand that it is dangerous right?" I sound like his mother…

"I'll be fine. It's not like there is anything out there more dangerous than a homunculi. Besides, those things aren't even going to kill me so all I have to worry about is Scar. I'll stay in the shadows but I have to get out before I explode and this entire building turns into rubbles." Edward mutters darkly, leaving Roy by himself.

Roy feels edgy about something so he ends up escaping Hawkeye's wrath to stalk the pissed teen. Of course it was easy to follow him, especially when he could turn into any black animal shape. He follows him in the form of a cat until Edward catches a glimpse of him. Edward drops to the ground and quickly grabs Roy-Cat, shoving him roughly on top of his lap as Edward sits in an alley way.

"Just looking at you pisses me off." Ed says roughly, petting Roy's fur carefully despite his mood. Roy manages to take advantage of this and just lays there, enjoying the feeling of Edward's fingers running through his fur. "First I fight with Alphonse and then I have to see you… Alphonse likes cats… Maybe I should take you with me as an apology to Alphonse… But I can't stand the color of your fur… It's the same color as that bastards' hair… And his eyes…" Edward trails off and Roy looks at him in shock. "Damn it Al! Why did you have to go through this God Forsaken journal! Why the hell do I even keep a journal for anyways? Oh right, so I don't express my feelings so easily…" Edward trails off, than throws Roy off him with a harsh shove.

Roy flies across the alley way before hitting the opposite wall. Roy looks up with a hiss and realizes that Edward was being attacked. I can't change right here! I can't let Edward know what I am! But I can't leave him by himself!

"The Fullmetal Alchemist I presume? You're coming with us shorty." A man says gruffly and Edward loses his cool. Edward begins yelling and kicking and manages to land a kick right into the stomach of one of the guys. But one of the other guys bring up a fist coated in a metal and slams it right into the back of Edwards head. Edward immediately flails forward and falls to the ground. Roy had enough and couldn't hold back anymore. With a black swirling cloud that shocks the attackers, Roy is back into his original form again.

"What the hell?!" Before they could say anymore, Roy is snapping his fingers and burning them to a crisp. I should've just drank their blood, but that wouldn't be enough to satisfy my anger. With a small look back to the barely twitching bodies, he picks up the wounded angel and looks at the back of his head carefully. It's slightly red in a particular place, so he should get that cleaned up. Roy's entire body is twitching with desire as the metallic smell of blood floats up to his own nose.

Roy covers his nose with one gloved hand and carries Edward in the other. Using back roads, Roy takes the wounded teen back to his own house, hoping he doesn't regret that decision.

Actually, now that I think about it. This one time I did invite my friend for a sleepover on a school day and ROY FUCKING MUSTANG showed up in my dreams and EDWARD FUCKING ELRIC was there two and I was getting all personal then a random SCAR shows up and begins to attack, just as my friend woke me up. I still hold that against her.