Disclaimer: Too busy finishing chapters on to finish my body swaping maching. . .Looks like Full Metal Alchemist will never be mine. Ed. . . Al-ROY! I'll miss you all ;--; This means no more disclaimers. . .They're a pain to write. Unless someone believes I'm lying and I really DO own FMA, well, I DON'T!
Note: GOMEN NE! Sorry this took so long to post but I'm working on two other stories and I had a bad case of writer's block. . .My only cure for it is to draw a charatcer from the story. If you want to see it e-mail me and i'll send it to you and tell me what you think!(Is my first time drawing Edward) Now for long awaited fluffyness between Roy and Edward!
Chapter Three : To The Rescue! Mission Failed!
Edward's eyes shot open with the intense heat he felt fly past him, forcing him to watch as Creed fell to the ground and restlessly rolled around in attempt to rid himself of the flames. Full Metal noticed who it was that saved him when Ryan flung around to see for himself. A smile etched across his face, Roy snapped his fingers and set another flame flying, this time directly at Ed and Ryan. Acting like any normal human being would, Ed used all his strength and flipped Ryan over his back, forcing the other man to take the blow. Finally being released, Ed brought his attention to Creed, who had stopped flailing about and had been writing a transmutation circle. The blonde reconized the circle and flinched.
"Damn it. . ." Ed mumbled, running to Roy's location and dragging him, as best he could, in the direction of the exit. Just at the two could see the light from outside, a large explosion erupted from behind and pushed them out by force. When the smoke cleared, Edward noticed first that Roy's larger body had been protecting him from any flying ruble, the second thing he noticed was the large amounts of machinery that poked out from the destroyed mountain sight, and last was the large amount of dead bodies that suddenly emerged from the blast, surrounding Edward and Roy. The blonde almost couldn't believe his eyes, having such a large body count before him, and the unbelievable amount of blood that was everywhere. It almost made him sick before Roy took his mind off it all by getting both himself and Edward off the ground and onto their feet.
"Looks like we aren't going to get anything from him. . ." Roy stated, letting go of Ed to brush the dirt off his uniform.
The small alchemist kept his attention on the Colonel, hoping it would keep him from getting sick, though he was already coughing quite a bit from the left over mixture of dust and the air that carried the virus. Roy seemed to not notice when he began to relay the conditions to the major.
"With no one left in town or anyone alive here, the protection part of your mission was a complete failure, but getting rid of that alchemist was part of the job, and you didn't even had to lift a finger to accomplish it. The man got rid of himself. . and for what? It was a waisted effort."
Full Metal tried to pay attention, but his coughing was beginning to get worse and made it hard to breath. Roy stopped ranting about the mission's failure when he finally took the time to look at Ed, but by then the blonde almost couldn't breath and was falling fast. Mustang reached out quick enough to catch the small figure, surprised at his own speed, but more worried what was wrong. Sighing, the Colonel lifted Full Metal into his arms wedding style and walked off back towards the station to get home as quick as possible.
What felt like days to Edward had only been hours when he woke up, finding himself laid down on a train seat, the Colonel sitting across from him staring out the window. Ed couldn't help but stare at the man's features, and the way the evening light cast down on him from the window, making him look elegant. It was hypnotic the way the Colonel could make himself so handsome without even trying, but all in the same time ironic if you were aware of his personality. The blonde snapped out of his trance when he noticed Mustang had been watching him from the corner of his eye.
"Had enough have you? I could pose if you'd like?" the taller man said sarcastically, resting his elbow on the windowsill so he could lean his head against his hand.
Ed jumped up from his lying place in embarrassment, only to sink back down in a faintly manner."A-Are we there yet?" he managed to get out, coughing silently.
Roy's expression became serious and his tone cold,"We're about an hour away. You better not die on the way there."
Realizing he hadn't even fully been aware of Roy's presence, he asked softly,"Why are -cough- you here in the -cough- first place?"
The Colonel smirked, waving his free hand about as he spoke,"The Furhrer had told me to come up here and check on you when he found out that the mercenary leader was the man who called himself "Alchemist Creed", who's only ability was to blow things up. Bit of an idiot if you ask me, that man, claiming so much power only to use it to add metal parts to his body and supposively make him "stronger". Stronger my ass. . ."
Comforted by the deep tone in Roy's voice, Ed slowly drifted off into another long sleep, only to wake up again in Central's hospital wing with a nurse sticking a needle into his arm. Edward screamed his head off and tried to escape from the hospital room, but was quickly dragged back into bed by the nurse, smiling, that's right, smiling, as she stuck the needle back into his skin, finishing the process with little difficulty. As the women left, the blonde examined his arm thoroughly for anything out of the ordinary, but found nothing in the end and relaxed against the bed sheets. His mind began to wonder how he got there, until Roy's raven haired head popped into his brain and spread a dark blush across his soft cheeks.
"ACK! Stop thinking about him Ed! He's your boss for crying out loud! Get a hold of yourself!" he snapped at himself, lightly pounding his fist into his crimson colored cheeks. After a moment of silence from his thoughts, the small alchemist sat up, swung his legs over the side of the bed, and walked over to the closest window. The sky was getting darker, but the evening sun was still barely lighting the buildings of Central. With the color of the light bringing on new thoughts, an old one emerged from back when he was on the train with Roy, making him remember the way the man held himself, proud and confident. He also drifted to what he had thought back then, how handsome the Colonel looked and the way he seemed almost gentle underneath the evenings light. Edward had given up trying to suppress such thoughts, figuring they'd come back no matter what, that was until he began thinking about his unwanted dreams.
"Who is it that keeps me up at night. . ." Edward whispered to himself, pulled away from his imagination when he heard his door open and close.
"Nii-san. . .Are you ok now?" questioned the soft voice of his brother, Al.
Edward spun around to look at him, managing a smile to assure he was alright, but he couldn't fool his own brother who walked up to him and took place by the window.
"Al. . .I'm sorry if I worried you. Not having you come along was probably for the better, as I suspected, seeing as my oponent was "Alchemist" Creed. The man would've drooled rivers if he saw your armor! All he wanted from the people with auto-" he began, stopping when he saw his younger brother raise a hand.
"I already know what happened. . .The Colonel explained it to me in great detail. He even mentioned that there was a man, the one that was holding your arms behind your back, that looked incredibly like himself." The armored boy stated, smiling with his eyes.
Ed laughed,"Ya, I thought that too when I first met him. His name was Ryan, Ryan Stratus-" Saying the man's name felt like swallowing needles, knowing very well that he was gone forever. You see, Edward had this belief floating around in his head that Ryan only attacked him for a reason beyond comprehension for anyone besides himself; that it was to save his grandparents. . .The blonde wanted to believe that so bad that tears welded up in his eyes, clouding over his vision. Trying to hide his feelings from his younger brother, he threw a hand up to his face and shielded his sobs from vision. Al noticed, feeling helpless for his brother, trying to comfort him with a pat on the shoulder, instead startled when Ed leaped into his big arms and let his tears flow openly. The armored boy smiled to himself, feeling he had been useful to his brother even in that body, hugging the blonde tighter against his cold, metal body.
The younger of the two gently pushed away, feeling Edward's figure asleep against his. Al smiled down at his brother and placed him back into his hospital bed. He was distracted when he heard the Colonel step inside, shutting the door behind him.
"How is he?" Roy asked, his tone flat but concerned, walking up to the blonde's bedside and taking a seat.
The younger brother sighed,"At this point they said he was fine, but should probably get some rest before leaving. It seems that the virus moves throughout the body quickly, causing pain one moment, and the next, it's gone." he replied, taking a seat opposite the Colonel on the other side.
Subconsciously Edward could hear two voices conversing, but he couldn't pick up who they were, nor did he really care. Just listening was relaxing enough for the small alchemist, having been without a good night's sleep for days, unaware that that night would be the same.
The scenery was just like he remembered, feeling almost comfortable in the familiar sight. His attention fell from the contents of the room to his lower body, which was being consumed by the usual dark haired man. His piercing shadow colored eyes glanced up at Ed lovingly, messaging the skin above Edward's member to further comfort the blonde. Full Metal let out soft moans of pleasure, taking grasp of the man's hair and forcing him down harder, causing him to release himself at last. He relaxed against the beds sheets, clouded eyes staring at the bland ceiling, his chest moving up and down rapidly. The man slowly crept on top of Ed and softly embraced him, the blonde holding him back until a sharp pain shot throughout his right, automail arm. Forcing the man away he saw a knife shoved between the joint that connected his lower arm to his upper, confusing him greatly and paining him both physically and mentally. Ed roughly removed the knife and held it with a shaking hand, glancing at the him questioningly. Suddenly he leapt forward and came down on the man, shoving the knife, as hard as he could, into his heart. A wicked smiled etched across his lips when he felt the blood of his lover splatter all over his skin, dripping slowly down his face. Ed licked his lips and laughed, taking the knife out of the body and stabbing it again, and again, and again, laughing louder with each injection. It was as if he was watching someone else do such a horrible thing with his body, making his stomach churn uncomfortably and forcing him awake.
When he opened his eyes, he felt himself breathing awkwardly, sweat and tears running down his face, along with two concerned faces hovering over him. He calmed down slightly when he saw Al, but by glancing at the Colonel, he felt his heart pound against his chest harder and a wave of fear sweep over him. Ed pushed his body opposite of Roy and fell off the side that Al was sitting at, caught by his younger brother.
"W-What's wrong Nii-san?" Al asked, holding his older brother gently worried of hurting him.
Roy wanted to ask the same but noticed the reluctant behavior of the blonde towards him. Edward glanced around the room, making sure he wasn't still in the apartment, then he checked his sweat-drenched body for any signs of blood, finding none. Suddenly the same pain from his dream emerged and engulfed Edward, causing the blonde to tightly grasp his automail arm.
Al began to panic, setting his pained brother on the bed, running to the door saying,"I'll go get a nurse! Watch over Nii-san!" and like a flash Al was in the hospital hall ways, searching for help.
Mustang nervously glanced down at Ed, watching fearfully as the blonde withered about, facing him, letting out soft whimpers of pain every second. He began to reach out for the small alchemist, but stopped when he realized what he was doing. He clenched his fists and let eyes fall on Ed once more, noticing the sad expression on the boys face, which pained the man's heart to see.
Ed reached out and took hold of the Colonel's jacket unknowingly, muttering,"R-Roy. . ." His voice was stressed, but Mustang heard it loud and clear.
The man couldn't contain himself any further and wrapped the boy in his arms, wishing he could take all the pain if it would mean he could see Ed smile again. The boy's golden eyes found the strength to open, allowing him to see that what was happening was real. A soft crimson color found it's way to his cheeks, calming him down greatly, somewhat taking his mind off the pain. Edward pushed the Colonel away right as Al and a nurse, as panicked as the younger brother, came bursting in.
SAFE! The blonde found himself thinking, watching as a darkness cast over him and forced him into another sleep.
It had been nearly a week since Edward saw the day of light again, out of the hospital and about. With his scare to both Al and the Colonel, he decided to make his safe presence known later, but for now he'd get something to eat. . .He was starving!
Remembering that he had loved the food from the Café he ate at before he left for his mission, he thought it would be a good idea to return there. That's what he thought, until he noticed the Colonel sitting in the booth he had sat in the night before he left. Figuring it wasn't worth ditching a nice meal to make the man comfortable, he walked in and took a seat across from Mustang, startling him.
"F-Full Metal. . .Your out of the hospital already?" Roy asked, sipping his ordered coffee nervously.
Edward grinned, finding that he liked it when the man sitting infront of him was nervous."It's been a whole week, or have you forgotten the days?" he asked sarcastically.
Mustang set his coffee cup down, feeling his brow twitch slightly,"Of coarse I haven't forgotten, I just figured with the way you were crying in pain and wiggling about that you'd be in there for at least a month."
The blonde felt a hint of rage fly though his body,"Well, I'm not the one who took me into his arms and held him tenderly!" he stated, irritation obvious in his tone.
The Colonel nearly spit out his coffee, slamming his cup back down on the table,"That may be so but you asked for it! Being as wonderful as I am I just did it to please you!"
"Why would I ask for someone like you to hold me? I bet you did it because you couldn't keep your hands off me! PERVERT!"
"You practically begged me to do it! Don't you dare try to point a finger at me!"
The quarrel would've continued if it wasn't for the Café owner asking the two to leave, bowing in apology. Edward and Mustang both stormed out the door and glared at each other intensely.
"Thanks! Now I'm out here and still hungry!" Ed yelled, looking up at the Colonel.
"You're the one who sat at my booth! I should be blaming you!" Mustang argued, taken back when Edward's stomach yelled at the both of them.
The blonde clenched his stomach, with the most pitiful expression he ever wore, causing a blush to escape the Colonel's face with the sight. Shrugging it off, Roy sighed and asked,"Would you like to get something to eat. . .WITHOUT fighting this time?"
Full Metal thought on it for a moment, taking it as the Colonel's treat, and agreed. They walked side by side to his car, got in, and drove off to find a new place to eat. Edward stared out the window, engulfed in his thoughts of his last dream, or rather, nightmare. He couldn't help but wonder why the man in his dream stabbed him and why he attacked him back so violently. Ed's stomach began to do flips, so he stopped thinking about it and inspected the car instead to keep his mind off it.
"Why are you driving? Don't you have a driver or something that does that for you?" he asked curiously.
Roy smirked,"When I go off on my own I'd perfer my privacy. Also, I can go anywhere I want without any confusion as to where I want to go is. Some people just don't know this place as well as I do. . ." he responded, sounding sincere with each word.
Edward had a suddenly feeling of ease. It was nice to have a conversation without any hatred sparking between them, and it also allowed the blonde to get to know the Colonel better outside the office.
"What about you? Do you ever plan on driving? Or are you waiting for your legs to grow so you can reach the pedals without being able to see?" Roy asked smugly.
Suddenly the blonde took back everything he thought a moment ago and snapped,"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A ROCK SO SMALL YOU WOULDN'T NOTICE EVEN IF IT STABBED THROUGH YOUR FOOT AND MADE YOU BLEED?"
The Colonel began to laugh, throwing Ed off his rage spree, and actually brought the blonde slowly into a laughing fit of his own.
This IS nice. . . It's almost like a date. . .Ed thought tenderly, feeling the car come to a stop.
"This is a place I go to when I have a lunch break or free time to look over documents outside my office." Roy stated, opening his car door and stepping out. Ed followed his example and got out as well, shutting the door with his eyes plastered to the sign that read,"Palace Fortress. . ."
"What a weird name. . ." he thought out loud, noticing Roy's distancing figure, and ran after him. As they entered all Ed could see was blue and white everywhere, not one color out of that range. Military uniforms were left and right, making the poor blonde feel extremely out of place, glancing at Roy and seeing the same uniform.
Well, so much for not sticking out. . .
They were led to a table in the back corner, as dark as it was there was a large window that gave a decent view. Sitting down across from each other Edward began to fidget with his fingers, glancing through the window and anywhere besides the man in front of him. Roy could feel the boy's anxiety, noticing his every move was a sign of being uncomfortable.
"We could go somewhere else if you'd like?" The dark eyed man questioned, sitting back in his chair, sighing to himself.
Startled by the sudden sound of the Colonel's voice, Ed jerked his glance in his direction."N-No! This is fine! It's just that I'm the only one not in a military uniform and I feel like a black sheep in a herd of white ones."
Roy let out a tiny laugh,"How about this then-" he started, unbuttoning his jacket and slipping it off, exposing his black undershirt that hugged his muscles tightly. Ed forced his eyes to look away, despite how much he wanted to just stare, in case the Colonel might catch him.
The blonde smirked, hiding his embarrassment,"Well. . .I guess that's better." he said, sounding sarcastic. Ed slipped off his red jacket to blend in more with Roy and the soldiers surounding him, unaware of the Colonel's stare.
Moments later a waitress walked up to their table, got their orders, and left as fast as she came. The time it took for the food to get there was torture for both of them, silence following their pain, making it worse. When their food arrived the atmosphere rose a little and the two of them ate peacefully, or as peaceful as you could when a certain blond alchemist was shoving food into his mouth at light speeds. It was about 6:30pm when they left the Café, heading in the opposite direction of Roy's car so that they could talk while taking a stroll.
"So, the Furhrer thought I couldn't handle the mission on my own and sent you to save me correct?" Ed asked, having thought on the subject from time to time but never coming up with any answers.
Mustang felt his stare fall to his feet as they walked, then raised his head to look at the empty sky,"That's about the gist of it, and by the way I found you when I got there I'd say he was right to send me after you."
The blonde felt mad, but surprisingly not at the Colonel or the Furhrer, they were just targets of his rage when the real person he was mad at was himself."I would've kicked Creed's ass if Ryan hadn't held me back! It was all his fault. . .all his-"
Roy glanced down at Ed, waiting for him to continue when he saw a tear trickle down the boy's face."What's wrong?"
Ed swiped an arm over his eyes and threw it back into a pocket,"N-Nothing. . .I just thought that he was better then that, wanting to save his grandparents and all, and then he turns around and does that. I just feel disappointed."
Mustang brought his eyes back to the night sky,"Who at? Ryan Stratus. . .Or yourself?"
Full Metal felt his body shaking, knowing that he had to admit the truth, but he wasn't about to do so infront of this asshole. Putting aside all the mixed feelings about his boss he had been having lately, Ed still found himself hating Roy inwardly, but he wasn't sure why. The blonde looked up from his feet (Normally where he found himself staring when he was thinking) and saw a small, abandoned park almost right in front of them. He ran from Roy's side and found a swing to sit in, smiling to himself when a nice memory came to mind. . .
"Nii-san, Higher! I want to touch the sky!" Al yelled happily at his older brother, who was pushing him with all his might.
"I-If I push you any higher the swing will snap and you'll really touch the sky!" Ed responded, sounding tired but happy as well.
Al laughed and spread his short arms, flapping them like a bird with each push of the swing. The boys joyful voice sounded like a soft melody to Ed's ears, making him smile and push one last time with all his strength. The sudden change in height scared Al and sent him flying from the swing in mid air. Edward screamed Al's name and chased after his falling body, catching him right before his younger brother hit the ground.
Al panicked,"N-Nii-san! Are you ok?"
Ed found himself grinning widely, exposing his teeth,"Ya. . .I'm fine. I hurt abit, but I'm okay. Now get off of me, your heavy!"
"You hurt only because your small, not because i'm heavy Nii-san!" Al replied, jumping off his brother and ran towards their home where their mother was waiting. Edward's rage was even worse as a child, allowing his body to chase after Al at top speeds.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A CLOUD SO SMALL THAT YOU WOULDN'T EVEN NOTICE IT ON A CLEAR DAY!"
Ed watched his younger self speed after his brother into the house, the distant sound of the door slamming echoing in his mind. The image of their old home lingered heavily until he felt his body begin to swing. Glancing behind him he saw Roy softly pushing against his back, giving him lift.
"What are you-" The small alchemist began, pausing when he saw the tender expression on the Colonel's face.
"You took a seat so I assumed that you wanted to swing, am I wrong?" The man's deep voice cooed.
Swallowing the nervous lump in his throat he whispered,"No. . .I wanted to."
They remained like that for the longest time, the blonde seemingly getting higher with each gentle push. Unfortunately Roy had to do all the work because Ed was merely concerning himself with his pusher. Getting bored of the constant motion, Mustang pushed one last time, sending Ed flying high up, but also off the swing entirely. Roy jumped, catching the small blonde before impact with the ground and stared down at him both annoyed and relieved.
"W-Why the hell did you do that!" Ed screamed, making Mustang cover his ears for protection. Edward was less upset about the fact that he flew off the swing, and more mad about how Mustang ruined a perfectly good moment, thought it was alot like what he had done to Al.
"You weren't doing anything, so I thought you fell asleep. I figured I'd wake you up." He responded flatly, throwing the blonde off of him.
Ed sprung to his feet, shaking in anger,"H-How can you do that?" he began, his long bangs shadowing over his eyes."How can you start as such a nice guy and then turn around and become so-so damned stupid!" Screaming at the top of his lungs he said,"I HATE YOU!" and ran off, his destination unknown.
The Colonel stared after the blonde,"There is definitely something wrong with him. That's the second time he's yelled at me like that." he stated to himself, wiping off his uniform, and walked to his car in hopes to rid himself of the guilt he was feeling.
The blonde ran and ran, having no idea in the slightest of where he was going to go, but he hoped there would be no people.
That asshole! I can't believe he'd do something like that. . .Sure, flying off the swing isn't what's pissing me off, but still, why? Why can't the man take a hint and ease up a bit, without making me mad?
The thoughts screamed loudly in his head, making him loose track of where he was going and run right into Hughes.
"W-Wo there. . .Where are you running off to?" He asked, his voice surprisingly soothing.
Edward looked up at him, Hughes's smiling face looking at him like a father, or at least a decent one unlike his own. The Lt. Colonel walked the two of them to a bench to talk, waiting for the blonde to begin relaying his troubles.
Full Metal inhaled and started. "I was hanging out with the Colonel-"
"With Mustang! Outside the office? NO WAY!" Hughes interrupted, slightly annoying Ed, he noticed quickly and cleared his throat as a sign he would shut up.
"Anyways, he owed me lunch and took me to a restaurant that he usually went to called-"
"Ah, Palace Fortress, they have the best udon! Elysia and Gracia love to go there and eat-OW!" Having interrupted Ed twice, this time he was stopped by the small alchemists foot slamming on top of his own."G-Go on. . ."
Regaining his composure Ed continued."We went inside and sat down. At the beginning it was extremely weird and uncomfortable, but then the mood slowly turned to a pleasant one, even after we left. We took a walk to talk, just talk, when I saw a park and took a seat on one of the swings. The Colonel pushed me gently at first-"
"On the swing? I do that with my little Elicia when we go to the park and-" Ed pushed down on the man's foot once more, having not removed it from the last time.
"Yes. . .On the swing-" Ed confirmed, his tone agitated and cold,"-It was actually kind of fun, that is until The Colonel practically forced me off and sent me flying. That bastard caught me but it didn't make any difference! He's still an ass! That's when I ran into you. . ."
"I see. . .So you ran away. How cliche-OW!-Never mind. . ." Hughes smiled down at his co-worker, patting the boy on the shoulder."As Lt. Colonel I've been with Mustang for along time, and i've learned that it's hard for him to make friends personally. When it comes to the job the man's an ace at getting people to follow him loyally. How else do you think he'd get two people like Hawkeye and Havoc to work alongside him? As unbareable as it is for those two to stand his personality, they still look at him as a friend, but Mustang only see's them as loyal "subjects". I guess I could say that he can make friends but without knowing it. . .Do you understand or did I just confuse you more? I could use Eliysia as an example-" He stopped when Edward lifted a hand, looking at him with a weary smile.
"It's okay, I get it . . ." He got to his feet and thanked the Lt. Colonel, walking away with new thoughts drifting around in his mind."I knew that the Colonel was a hard ass but, I didn't think he had any problem with making new friends, or subjects. . . Whatever, I guess i'll just go home." Ed told himself, taking a left to head off into the direction of his apartment where Al was most likely waiting for him. Walking alone, no thoughts in his mind for once, and only the night sky to stare down at him; it was all so comforting. Without even realizing it, he found himself at Central's library, with a dark figure limping up the stairs. Ed, being the curious person he was got closer, squinting his eyes so that he could see better.
"Oh my god. . ." Edward whispered to himself in complete shock, his eyes widened in fear."R-RYAN!"
The shadowed man jerked his face in his direction, his body falling over onto the steps. Blood was running down the stone structures as Ed closed in fast, the boy shaking from head to foot.
"A-Are you alright? I thought you had died in the mountain incident! How did you-" He asked, sounding concerned and rushed, his breath quickening out of anxiety.
"Creed. . ."
Edward stopped ranting,"W-What?"
Ryan inhaled some air, struggling to breath with his loss of control of his lungs,"C-Creed. . .He saved me, by accident. His-His body, it fell on top of me when he b-blew himself up. All that was left. . .was the metal corpse. I had to find you. . .and apologize! AH!" The man suddenly grabbed his ribs, screeching in pain. Edward panicked -
Am I about to let him die again? When I have the chance to save him! HELL NO!
Despite the difference in size and weight, Edward used all his strength and dragged Ryan into the open library. It was strange how the library could be open at insane hours some nights and close early other nights. The pattern was scattered so no one ever knew when it was really open; Edward was extremely thankful that is wasn't closed that certain night. At the back of the Library, the small alchemist gently placed Ryan on a table and went to the front counter to get the first aid kit. When he rushed back he saw Ryan without his shirt, prepared for whatever Ed had in stored for him. Ignoring the blush that swept across his cheeks, he dug through the kit and pulled out a roll of bandages, some cotton balls, disinfectant, and tweezers to hold the cotton.
In a therapeutic manner, Edward cleaned the man's gaping wound and wrapped it up gently. Ryan's breathing had steadied, allowing Ed's to as well, and could now speak clearly.
"You know. . .I only did it to save them, but i'm sure that's not enough of an excuse is it?" Ryan said, his voice practiaclly a whisper.
Edward was about to deny it, but then the image of Ryan's face smirking down at him when he held him steady for Creed's attack came to mind, and he couldn't say anything. The larger man smiled regretfully,"Guess not. . ."
"I-I'm sure I would've done the same thing if Al was in trouble! In fact, I know I would! As long as your okay that's all that matters, right?" Ed argued, facing his back to Ryan as he walked off to throw the used supplies away. As he bent down to reach the trash can he felt two large arms wrap around his waist.
"What are you-"
"You know-" Ryan cut in, holding the blonde tighter against his body,"-When I first met you I thought you were a woman, with the way you wear your hair and your height. But now I realize there's just some things that a man can do that a women can't."
Ryan's raven colored hair fell into Ed's sight, feeling the man's tongue brush against the skin of his neck."R-Ryan! What are you doing?"
The man flipped Edward's body around, forcing him to face him with his smaller body pinned against a bookcase. He held Ed's wrists tightly in his grasp, and above the blonde's head."What else can he do I wonder?" Ryan whispered in Ed's ear.
The blonde was about to fight back when the raven colored man bit down on his neck, injecting some kind of paralyzer, and knocking Ed out.
For the second time in the boy's life, he wanted the help of the one person he couldn't stand.
In his last moments of vision he whispered,"Roy. . .Help. . ."
After Talk!
I hope you liked this chapter, though i'm probably sure you all want me dead by now, I assure you that the next chapter will be good! -- Had any doubt run through your mind at all, about Ed's dream? FIND OUT if you were right or wrong next chapter! The next one of these thingy's might take some time because I also have a Naruto story call,"My Little Fox" that people are ordering me to update so don't worry about my health if chapter four isn't up too soon, I may or may not remain among the living. . .It depends really. Thank you for reading, now REVIEW and make me happy!