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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Fullmetal_Alchemist, Fullmetal_Alchemist_(Anime_2003)
  Relationship:
      Edward_Elric/Roy_Mustang, Alphonse_Elric/Winry_Rockbell
  Character:
      Edward_Elric, Roy_Mustang, Alphonse_Elric, Izumi_Curtis, Sig_Curtis,
      Fletcher_Tringham, Russell_Tringham, King_Bradley, Envy_(Fullmetal
      Alchemist), Winry_Rockbell
  Additional Tags:
      Child_Abuse, Underage_Sex, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Anal_Sex, Alternate
      Universe_-_High_School, Teacher-Student_Relationship, Bullying, Abusive
      Parents, First_Time, Loss_of_Virginity, Hurt/Comfort, Age_Difference
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-07-28 Updated: 2013-07-31 Chapters: 13/17 Words: 17156
****** Locked in Love ******
by LexiRoseWrites
Summary
     Edward is snowed in school for the weekend with his new teacher: the
     handsome, young, Roy Mustang. Will he discover all the secrets Edward
     has kept covered up for so long?
Notes
     Hey, anyone reading this! This is my first story I'm posting here.
     But, I'm not gonna lie. The whole thing is already posted to
     Fanfiction.net, however, as I post it here it will be edited (since I
     did a poor job the first time, it was a couple years ago).
***** Chapter 1 *****
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Damn alarm clock," Edward muttered, reaching over to clumsily press the
'SLEEP' button, only to knock it off his nightstand.
"GET YOUR ASS UP FOR SCHOOL, RIGHT NOW!" An angry voice came from the other
side of Ed's door. Said person was banging hard onto the wooden surface.
Edward shook, knowing if he didn't get up that he would have a few new bruises
to explain to his teachers that day.
Edward had been abused since he was barely able to talk. He didn't like the
word 'abuse' though, it made him feel weak.
According to Izumi, he wasn't being 'abused' he was just 'punished for being
the idiot he was.' After all the physical and verbal tormenting he had been
through, he believed the words. He was a mistake, never meant to happen.
Edward quickly jumped out of the bed and threw on one of the few pairs of
clothes he owned. His parents refused to spend any money on him so Ed had old
clothes given to him by friends. He put on his leather pants and black tank top
with his jacket. The teachers thought that he dressed that way so he would gain
attention.
They were very wrong. He wore these because they hid his automail fairly well,
and he hated the negative attention he received from having them. As if it
wasn't bad enough that he was abused, poor, and the teachers hated him, he was
tormented by bullies because of his stupid automail limbs. He thought they were
ugly, they were a reminder of his all his pain and suffering.
His parents had pushed him into the street several years ago because he was
limping to bring the trash out. They had beat him the night before and didn't
want anybody to know. Unluckily for him, a car had been coming at the same
time. When he woke up he was missing his right arm and left leg.
Again, they refused to pay for anything, especially if it made his life easier.
But, what they didn't know was that he did have a few friends. One of his long-
time ones being Winry Rockbell, who had practically been raised to be an
automail mechanic. Winry knew what had been happening to him and so she helped
the -at the time- ten year old, and built him some automail.
They made life almost normal again. Occasionally, they would even help protect
Ed and Al from their parents. And although he had the strength to protect
himself, Al didn't. So, Edward stayed in that awful house, lest his brother get
hurt, or they were separated. Alphonse was his little brother. But, unlike
Edward, they actually liked Al most of the time. For some reason, it was Ed who
took most of the abuse, and he wouldn't have it any other way. He would do
anything to protect his brother.
Now seventeen, Edward went to school everyday with his fifteen year old
brother. He was a junior while Alphonse was a sophomore in high school. Al
dressed normally, while Ed did not. Al did his homework, while Edward got his
stolen. Al was popular, with lots of friends, while Ed was a dork who got beat
up and had few friends.
The few Ed did have were Winry, Russell, Fletcher, and Envy. They were the only
ones ever willing to stand up and help him. He depended on them dearly.
Edward looked out his fogged up window, out into the winter wonderland. How the
hell did they still have school with huge mounds of snow outside? It was still
snowing for God sake!
Ed grabbed his beat up backpack that contained the homework he would most
likely not be turning in. The older Elric was a brilliant student, he got A's
in everything and aced every quiz or test. Unfortunately, his tormentors knew
that too. They would corner him before school and steal all of his perfect
homework. He would be left in the bathroom, tending to more bruises before
school everyday. However, reporting them would cause his parents to be
contacted. And the last thing he needed was a beating for causing trouble at
school, too.
This being the case, Edward usually stayed after school for detention due to
not turning in homework. Most days, Alphonse would wait outside the classroom
for him, knowing his brother had a harder time than him. But, there were a few
days when Al would leave his sibling to go hang out with his popular crowd.
Edward walked, as quietly as he could with his metal leg, down the stairs and
into the kitchen. His brother was already sitting at the table eating a bowl of
some generic cereal. Izumi was there glaring at him the moment he walked into
the room, as if his very presence made her sick.
"Finally up, you little dumb ass?" She sneered at him.
"Yes," He replied quietly, ignoring her all too common insults.
"Don't you talk to me in that ungrateful tone of yours!" Her voice turned icy.
Ed felt something smack him across his face as a stinging sensation started
there. He fell to the ground from the force of the hit. He couldn't bring
himself to stop her or make an attempt to protect himself more than holding his
arms up to his face. Did it really matter?
"Get up!" Izumi ordered, "I said get up now!" She screamed when he didn't obey.
She aimed a hard kick at his ribs and put all her force into it, knocking the
wind out of him. Laughing as she left the room, Ed was gasping for air while
looking like a pitiful mess, trying to hold back tears of pain.
"Brother!" Al yelled, jumping off his stool to help him up, once Izumi was
gone.
Ed slowly got his breathe back thanks to his brother's calming words and gentle
hands.
"Edward, you can't keep doing this. You could be seriously injured soon," Al
started the argument they had everyday.
"No, Al. I'm fine. Izumi and Sig would hurt you if they found out we told. Or
we might get separated and never see each other again." Ed whispered, his voice
sounding weak.
"I don't care, Ed! Don't you see? I don't care what happens to me! I just want
you to be safe brother!" Al implored him, his eyes wide and innocent.
"Come on, Alphonse," The full use of his name showing his brother's
seriousness, "We're gonna be late for school," Ed informed him as he got up
from the floor slowly.
"Yes, brother," Al replied, planning to bug his older brother about it later.
It was still snowing hard as they made their way to school. The white flakes
covering them quickly. They met up with Winry and Envy on the way there. Both
lived near by, and knew Ed and Al for several years
"Are you okay, Ed?" Winry questioned in a kind voice as soon as she saw the
boys, "Did they hurt you too badly this morning?"
"No, not too badly. I'll be fine, Winry." Edward answered in a soft voice,
giving her a small sad smile.
"Glad you're okay," Envy said, concerned for his friend who used to be so
energetic and loud, but was now so lifeless and fragile.
The four made their way through the harsh blizzard towards the school. The
moment the other three left for their classes, Edward was ambushed by a couple
of the upper classmen when he walked to his locker. The only reason they were
able to use his homework was because he was in advanced classes.
"So, where's my AP Calculus homework?" One of the teens questioned him smugly.
Ed knew he should probably just not do the homework so that they would both get
in trouble, instead of just him. But, he had tried this before and the outcome
was not pretty. It had been the worst beating of his life, as it had hindered
the quarterback from being able to play in the final game of the season the
year before.
Edward's eyes grew fearful when he noticed there were four of them surrounding
him. One on each side. They all moved at the same time. The two on the sides
grabbed his arms while the one behind snatched his backpack. The guy in front
of him punched him in the nose with dead on accuracy. Ed felt the fist collided
with his face. He cried out in pain, seeing the blood gushing down his face,
but resolved himself not to cry in front of them.
The four teens just laughed and took all the papers from his bag. When they had
all his homework that they needed, they ran down the hall, away from him. Ed
grabbed a few tissues he kept in the pocket of his bag and pinched his nose to
stop the bleeding. Edward walked into the school and navigated to the nurse's
office. He knew better than to tell the truth when she asked, so he told her he
tripped on the sidewalk, acquiring himself an ice pack and a skeptical look.
Once his nose was not as painful, nor as bloody, he walked to gym. He never
took it in his Freshman year, so he was now the only Junior stuck in the class.
Mr. Havoc was teaching a new game and everybody was already changed. Ed handed
him his note and took a seat on the bleachers.
"Since you're injured you don't have to play today, Elric. But, you will on
Monday so pay attention," Mr. Havoc said after skimming the note.
"Yes, sir," Edward answered promptly, now glad it was Friday.
The rest of the period was a haze. Everybody started playing the complicated
game that Ed didn't fully understand. He knew nobody cared that he was even
there, so he pulled out some homework he might be able to get done for class
that day. He always brought his books to other classes, just in case he had
time to the homework a second time.
If the paper was blank when the bullies got to it then they wouldn't take it.
But, they checked to see if he did more than one. That ruled out doing it
twice, and handing them just one copy.
When the hour was done he had finished Chemistry and English homework. So, two
classes that guaranteed no detention for not having it done. He walked to his
Chemistry class as quickly as possible when the bell rang, as to avoid human
contact. Not many people here liked him, so the earlier he got the class, the
better.
On the way he passed by the office. He could see the principal, Mr. Bradley,
shaking hands with a younger looking man with black hair and onyx colored eyes.
The man looked to be from somewhere else, definitely not from around here. He
appeared too old to be a student and almost too young to be a teacher. When the
principal caught his eye, he looked away, realizing he had been staring. A few
seconds later, the two stepped out of the office, unbeknownst to Ed. Edward was
looking at the ground, thinking about something completely off topic, when he
ran into them and fell to the dirty floor, backwards.
Edward grunted in pain as his back smacked into the hard ground. A concerned
voice Ed wasn't familiar with asked, "Are you all right?"
"He's fine. Elric is probably the biggest klutz at the school," Mr. Bradley
sneered. Edward knew he only made this assumption because of all the
'accidents' he seemed to get into, and didn't attempt to correct him.
Ed lifted his head from the floor once he was sure his extreme embarrassment
wasn't showing on his face. It was bad enough he ran into his principal, but
running into a stranger was enough to make him blush. He looked up into the
same onyx eyes as were in the office.
"He's getting into trouble all the time so I'm sure he's okay," Principal
Bradley continued, "Now, why don't I show you your classroom Mr. Mustang?"
Edward was feeling sort of tired so they only words he heard were, 'trouble',
'classroom', and 'Mr. Mustang'. "So, he must be a teacher? And I already had a
bad reputation with him. Lovely. Can't I find one person who doesn't hate me
right away?" He thought.
"Hey kid, what's your name?" the stranger asked kindly. This time Edward heard
him.
"The name's Edward Elric, and I'm not a kid," He muttered loud enough for the
two to hear him.
"Don't speak disrespectfully towards your new teacher, Elric," Bradley
chastised.
"New teacher?" he questioned, realizing his assumption was correct.
"Yes, new teacher. Although, you probably won't have him because you're a
junior. He teaches AP Calculus, and you're too stupid to keep up with something
like that. Mrs. Ling retired from the stress of teaching punks like you," He
couldn't help but to throw a jab in there.
"Actually, I will have him if he teaches AP calculus. I may be a junior but
that doesn't mean I can't take an advanced class... I would blame the seniors
for Mrs. Ling retiring though," Ed replied, offended... and still on the
ground.
"Are you going to get up today or will I have to drag you to your next class,
Elric? The bell is about to ring," Bradley asked in an irritated tone at being
wrong.
"Actually, I kind of like it down here, but I don't want to be late for the
dissection lab in science, Sir," He answered in a smart ass way, putting
unneeded emphasis on the last word.
"Watch you mouth Elric, or it might just run away," The principal responded as
Ed tried to pull himself up. He smiled as he saw him struggle.
Edward was having trouble because there was nothing to grab onto and he had
bruises almost everywhere under his clothes. Mr. Mustang reached out a hand to
try and help him. Ed took the offered hand and stood up. The moment his feet
touched the floor he dropped it. Human contact was uncomfortable for him after
all the years of abuse.
"What's wrong this time, Elric? Fall down the stairs, or did you trip on the
sidewalk again?" The principal asked in a smug tone. Mr Mustang shot the man a
look, still not understanding the animosity between them.
"I-I fell," Edward stammered, too tired to come up with a more colorful excuse.
He looked around frantically for something to look at, he hated lying about
this.
"Move along, Mr. Elric. Before I have to write you up another late pass,"
Bradley ordered.
Edward nodded slightly to Mr. Mustang and Principal Bradley, out of respect,
before turning in the direction of the Chemistry room. He walked into the
classroom just as the bell rang, taking his seat in the way back where everyone
would leave him alone.
"Hey, Ed. Why so late today?" Envy asked as he took his seat next to him.
"Apparently there's a new math teacher at the school. I ran into him and
Principal Asshole on my way here," Ed whispered back.
"Sorry, Ed," he said sincerely before turning to the dead frog on the desk,
"Now... let's cut this fucker open!"
Envy always had a thing for cutting things apart. It was actually kind of sick
sometimes.
The bell rang once again that day. The two boys left the class covered in frog
guts. They then proceeded to the lunch room where they could finally eat
something. Edward sat with Russell, Envy and Fletcher across from them at the
table. They talked for a few minutes about the school day so far before Al
showed up. He sat next to Ed and took out his lunch.
Edward noticed his brother looked upset about something.
"What's bugging you, Al?" he questioned, nudging him with his elbow.
"Nothing, I just heard there's a hot new teacher who Winry has a crush on," He
replied sulkily.
"I told you already, Al, if you like her, then just tell her!" Ed said, "Don't
worry, she'll like you back, the teacher isn't that hot. Plus, you too have
liked each other forever."
"How would you know? You don't have math until the end of the day. Its only 5th
period," Alphonse responded, confused.
"I met him earlier, sorta, I... ummm literally ran into him in the hall,"
Edward answered embarrassed.
"Oh... So, I should tell her then? But, what if she doesn't like me back? Then
she'll never talk to me ever again!" Al panicked.
"Just do it! Here she comes, go tell her right now!" Ed demanded, shoving Al.
"Fine. Wish me luck, Brother!" he said as he got up, looking as if he were
sentenced to death.
Edward watched as his little brother approached their childhood friend. Al
blushed when he first started talking. By the time he was done, his face was
beet red. The automail mechanic seemed to think for a moment before smiling and
placing a kiss on Al's cheek. When this happened, Ed could have sworn that
Crayola hadn't even made up a color to call his face.
Al walked back over to the table with Winry wrapped around his arm. He took his
place next to Ed and as Winry was sliding into hers, he whispered, "Thank you,
Ed,"
Edward whispered a short, "No problem," back.
The rest of the lunch break was boring. They talked a bit about new hook-ups,
break-ups, food fights, haircuts, glasses. Anything was better than sitting
there quietly. Finally, lunch break was over. Edward grabbed the things he
needed from his locker and went to his Alchemy class. The one class he always
had his homework for. The seniors had taken it the year before, so Ed always
had good grades here.
Edward was without a doubt the best student here. Most kids had trouble even
remembering the basic rules of alchemy, while Ed didn't even need a circle. He
was able to simply clap and do a transmutation, though nobody was sure why.
This had him at a great advantage. Today, they studied fire alchemy. Edward had
already taught himself this so he let his mind wander.
The period was soon over and he had received another A+ without even paying any
attention. He walked to his final actual class, besides homeroom, and opened
the door. Nobody was in there yet, except Mr. Mustang, sitting on the edge of
his desk looking bored.
"Something wrong?" Ed asked trying to make him aware of another presence
without scaring the crap out of him.
"Oh," He said looking up to see Edward taking his seat in the front, "Nothing's
wrong... just that most of the students in my classes are sort of idiots," He
stated.
"At least you haven't had to be with them as long as I have," Ed replied.
"True, but aren't you a junior in a senior's class?"
"Yes, but I've always taken advanced classes. I don't get to skip a grade
because the principal hates me and thinks I'm a trouble maker," he answered
truthfully.
More students were now entering the room, so the two cut off their conversation
at that. Once everyone was in their seats Mr. Mustang introduced himself.
"I'm Mr. Mustang and I will be your new AP Calculus teacher. Any questions?" He
asked, not really expecting any.
A blonde girl with big breasts, that looked more fake than Barbie's, raised her
hand.
"Yes?"
"How old are you?" She asked while fluttering her eyelashes at him in an
pathetic attempt at flirting.
"Twenty-three," He answered clinically, "Any others?"
Another cheerleader's hand shot up, "Are you married?"
"No, I'm single," Obviously hating saying this, but not wanting to lie.
"Would you date me?" A desperate girl asked, about to jump out of her seat.
Mustang rolled his eyes and decided that he would just stop all the girls from
coming onto him by telling them the whole truth. "I'm gay," He stated, actually
hoping this would get around and nobody else would act like this anymore.
A few girls gasped, while others squeaked or fell out of their chairs. One even
starting sobbing uncontrollably, and had to be escorted by someone and leave
the room. The guys, however, looked delighted to hear they got their ladies
back. The only one that showed no expression was Edward Elric, he was too busy
being shocked.
"Can I start attendance now?" he asked. A few people nodded or said a quiet
'yes'. When that was done, he started speaking again.
"Let's begin by collecting homework. Come up and hand me last night's
worksheet. If you don't have it done come up and explain why, or give a note."
Most people came up and handed their homework in to him. Each time he received
a paper he would check it off in the old grade book, this was also telling him
who usually had their homework, along with how many detention slips had been
handed out to them.
"Edward Elric," Roy said, looking up when he recognized the name from that
morning.
"I don't have it," Ed replied quietly.
Roy looked down at the grade book and noticed he had only done his homework
about four times the entire year so far. But, somehow, he got over 100% on
every test or quiz. His detention slip column was filled and took up part of
someone else's. This confused Roy as he seemed to be a hard working student.
Mustang hated giving out detentions but that didn't stop him from a taking a
pink slip out and writing Ed's name on it. He handed the piece of paper to him
and said, "I want to talk to you after school at 3:00 in this room."
"Yes, sir," He replied sadly as he walked back to his seat. When people caught
notice of the pink slip in his hands they made snide remarks or grinned smugly
at him, as if to say he deserved it.
This was going to be one hell of a school year with Mustang here.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     Edward stays after school for detention with Mr. Mustang. They get
     snowed in.
Chapter Notes
     I'm going to get up as many chapters a day as I can, since this story
     is actually finished, along with the sequel.
When the loud bell rang, Ed gathered up all of his materials into his arms and
was first out the door. He was already dreading the end of the day. Edward
would have to face Mustang, meaning he would be asked why he didn't have his
homework, he would lie, feel guilty, and probably get beaten when he got home.
He stepped into his homeroom to see Russell and Alphonse, already saving his
seat in the back between the two.
"Hey, Al. I have a detention today, don't wait up. I know its snowing pretty
hard and you should get home as soon as possible," Ed told him.
"Okay, brother. I'll see you when I get home then?" Al asked hesitantly, as the
teacher walked into the room.
Edward nodded his head slightly, they weren't supposed to talk during homeroom.
Ed took out his homework and got started on what he would never be able to turn
in. This made him pissed off, causing a couple of pencils, gripped in his
automail hand, to snap in his anger.
When school was finally done for the day, the brothers parted. Edward looked at
the clock and noticed he should be in Mustang's room in 3 minutes. He almost
ran, trying not to be late and further the bad impression he had surely made.
His watch beeped 3:00 PM right as he knocked on the door.
"Come in," A voice called from inside.
He stepped cautiously into the room, knowing he was in trouble. Mustang was
once again sitting on his desk with his head turned towards Edward. Roy
gestured for him to take a seat. "Do you know why I asked you to come here
today?" He asked Ed, still remaining sat on his desk.
"For not having my homework done?" Edward said what he was sure was the right
answer. Roy looked up and caught his eye. After a moment, he slowly moved his
head back and forth, obviously disagreeing. Ed gave him a questioning look, as
if he had misinterpreted what the older man was meaning to say.
"No, Ed, that's not why," Edward almost gasped in shock when he was addressed
by his first name, something his teachers never did.
"It's not for having no homework completed today. It's for never having it
done, spare four times," Roy finished.
"I've already gotten detentions for those, as I'm sure you already know.
Teachers being all-knowing and everything," Ed replied in a smart-ass tone.
"You're not here to be punished," Edward thought he heard wrong, "You're here
so I can understand how you can do great in math, getting 100% on practically
every quiz or test, and never do your homework. I can tell it's more than the
simple answer of, 'I didn't feel like'. I saw you almost finish it in class
when you only got 10 minutes to work on it."
"Care to explain?" Roy asked.
"Not really," Ed answered politely.
"We can stay here all night till you explain. Or, you could tell me, and we
figure out how to solve this problem."
"And what if I don't want to tell you?"
"We have all weekend too," Roy replied with a smug grin, knowing he had won.
"We'll be here for a while then. I don't think I need to tell you. It's none of
your concern anyways," Edward told him off.
"I'm your teacher. I think it's my business too if you're choosing not to do
your homework."
"I'm not choosing to do anything!," Ed yelled, not even realizing his rudeness
it until too late.
"If that's true, then you've been doing the homework and not turning it in on
purpose. In which case... I would have to call your parents," Roy said, pulling
his cell phone from his pocket.
"No, please!" Ed pleaded desperately, all disrespect dropped from his tone. He
would be hurt even worse than the bullies could do if they got called in.
Telling on the bullies was easier than getting the crap beat out of him when he
got home. Roy noticed the fear in his eyes as more than just not wanting to get
in trouble. It looked more like the people in the military who had a death
sentence over their head.
"Ed?" He questioned when he noticed Edward with his head hung low, bangs
covering his face and his whole frame slightly shaking in fear. Acting out of
his some instinct he didn't know he had, Roy got up and wrapped his arms around
Edward, hugging him close to his chest in a rather un-teacher-like manner. He
could feel water falling onto his shirt and see heart-wrenching tears Ed was
crying.
"Please tell me what's going on, Edward. I want to be able to help you, but I
can't if you don't tell me," Roy whispered, trying to calm to the boy down.
"I'm fine," Ed replied stubbornly, while silent tears still cascaded down his
face.
"You and I both know that's a lie, so how 'bout we try the truth this time?"
Roy said with a slight smile on his face.
"It's just some seniors who take my homework. It's nothing serious, I can
handle it on my own," Edward said softly, his tone hushed.
"I'm going to help you, whether you want it or not," Roy replied stubbornly.
"Do whatever you want. I really don't care, it doesn't matter to me one way or
another."
The two stayed like that for a while, Ed felt safe and secure for once when he
was in those arms.
"Not that I'm kicking you out or anything, but you should probably leave soon.
It's almost 4:30, we've been here for a while," Roy said, breaking the peaceful
silence.
"Yeah, I guess I'll see you Monday," Edward said as Roy let him go. He grabbed
his bag and headed to the door. Roy followed suit after he had grabbed his
briefcase from behind his desk. The two made their way to the front of the
school without saying anything.
Roy reached out a gloved hand to turn the handle and open the door to the exit.
He pushed hard to open it but it wasn't budging. "Mustang?" Edward questioned,
now getting panicky.
"It's not moving, I think we might be snowed in," Roy grunted while trying to
push open the main doors.
"Shit," Edward muttered, not caring he was in front of a teacher.
"Damn, this sucks," Roy agreed. Edward was surprised to hear him swear, another
teachers did NOT do.
"So... what are we going to do?" Ed asked the older man.
"Well, Ed, it looks liked we're spending the weekend together, whether we want
to or not," Roy replied.
Edward took a moment to let this sink in before realizing: he would get to be
with Roy all weekend. This might actually be fun.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Summary
     Ed and Roy learn a bit more about each other. Roy sees the bruises.
"Is there even food here?" Ed asked quietly.
"Should of known the teenage boy would care about food first..." Roy muttered,
"There is a cafeteria Edward," he pointed out with a small laugh.
"Oh yeah, forgot about that," Edward said, embarrassed he overlooked this fact.
"There's plenty of stuff in the emergency supplies we can use until they get us
out of here."
"What do we do until then?"
"Well, I'm going to call someone to see how soon we can get out," Roy replied,
"Why don't you go to my classroom and wait there for me. Grab anything you need
from your locker while you're headed there."
"Okay," Ed replied. Roy took out his cell and started looking for a signal
while Edward walked to his locker.
He was lucky he had clean gym clothes he could use as pajamas rather than his
uncomfortable clothes.
Ed stuffed them into his bag and made his way to where Roy's classroom was. It
was still unlocked, so he turned the handle and took a seat at a desk, laying
his head down on his jacket as a makeshift pillow, exhausted from the day
already.
He he didn't even notice the door open, or any of the footsteps leading up to
behind him.
"Edward?"
"Ah!" Ed fell out of his seat from the surprise.
"You okay?" Roy looked caught between laughter and concern as he offered a
helping hand.
Edward took the hand and responded, "I'm fine. I wasn't paying attention so you
startled me."
"Oh, sorry," he apologized, the smile still on his face.
"It's my fault. So, did you get ahold of anyone?" He said as he sat up.
"Yes, I did. Unfortunately, they probably won't even be able to get on the
roads until Sunday, then it will take awhile to get the pile of snow away from
the doors."
"Oh, well, what do we do until dinner?"
"While we're here, we might as well talk," Roy responded.
"About what?"
"Why don't you tell me about yourself."
"Like what?" Ed asked, he didn't think there was much to be said.
"Hobbies, favorite colors, music you like, family, anything really. We'll be
here for a while so we could at least get to know each other,"
"Well, I guess I enjoy hanging out with my friends. My favorite color is red, I
suppose. I like most classical music..." Ed hesitated at his family, "It's just
Izumi, Sig, Alphonse and I in my house. I'm pretty boring, there's not much to
know."
"Actually, I don't think you're boring at all. You seem pretty interesting to
me," Roy smiled kindly, trying to sooth his obvious nervousness.
"Really?" Ed's face brightened and Roy nodded.
"Now you have to tell me about you, Equivalent Exchange," Edward pointed out.
"So you're an alchemist I take it?" Roy questioned, seeming surprised.
"Yeah, but no getting off subject," Edward replied quickly.
"Fine, I just got my teaching license. I was in the military for a couple of
years when I was younger, I'm also an alchemist. I have a sister named Sarah
and my parents live a while away."
"You were a state alchemist?" Roy nodded slightly, clearly not wanting to
discuss it.
"What was your ranking?"
"I was a colonel."
"Why did you quit then?" Ed questioned, wondering why he would give that up.
"If it's all the same to you, I'd rather not say..." he trailed off.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry," Edward apologized quickly, not wanting him
to be angry at Ed.
"No, it's fine. It's just kind of personal," Roy replied with a comforting
smile.
"What time is it?" Edward asked, trying to change the subject away from the
previous topic.
"About 6:30," Roy answered, looking down at his watch, "Would you like to get
something to eat?"
"Umm..." his stomach growled, "I sort of didn't eat breakfast or lunch, so that
would be nice," Ed explained, embarrassed.
"Why didn't you eat breakfast or lunch?" Edward knew it was because his mother
beat him before he could eat anything, and the bullies stole his lunch; he
refused to mooch off his brother. That isn't what he told Mustang though.
"I was running late this morning, I didn't have time to eat and I forgot my
lunch at home," Roy could tell Ed was lying to him, but decided to drop the
subject for now.
Roy got up from his seat and Edward followed. They walked down the hall towards
the cafeteria's kitchen.
Mustang opened the fridge and grabbed two soda's. He tossed one to Ed and kept
the other in his hand.
"So, what do you want to eat Ed?"
"What is there?" he asked.
Roy led Edward towards the other fridge and pantry and they grabbed what they
wanted. Ed had a ham and cheese sandwich while Roy had turkey and swiss. They
each grabbed a bag of chips and sat at one of the tables.
Edward was too hungry to have a conversation so he just ate his food. When they
had both finished, they stood and threw away all the trash.
"Let's go and get the emergency sleeping bags from the school basement before
it gets dark. After that, you can take a shower in the locker room if you
want," Ed nodded, happy he would have a chance to clean himself up.
Roy led the way to the basement and he started down the creaky stairs with Ed
following behind. They found a couple of sleeping bags on the shelf nearest to
them. Roy took down two red ones and handed one to Edward.
"I'm gonna go take a shower and change now," he informed the older.
Roy nodded, "Just come to back to classroom when you're done so I can go and
take one too."
"Why don't you just come take one now?" Ed asked confused.
"...wouldn't it be awkward to shower in front of your teacher?" Roy questioned,
leaving out the part about it being worse due to his sexuality.
Edward blushed, now realizing what Mustang was saying, "Not really. The showers
are seperated by stalls, it wouldn't matter. If you wait the pipes might be
frozen by the time you get there..."
"Okay, then, we should shower now, before the water ends up freezing in the
pipes."
The two walked back upstairs and into the gym. When they reached the locker
room they looked away while they stripped off their clothes and walked into the
shower stalls. Ed ripped his hair tie out so that it wouldn't dry wavy from the
braid.
The warm water felt good on Ed's bruised skin and healing wounds. Edward left
the shower first and tried to get dressed quickly before the teacher saw his
beat up body or the ugly automail.
Roy walked out of the shower, already having wrapped a towel around his waist.
Ed only had his boxers and sweatpants on at the moment. He tried to quickly
hide his automail and damaged flesh, but Roy saw the metal gleam and some
rather ugly bruises scattered on his chest and arms that had been previously
covered.
"Edward?" he asked sounding scared and concerned at the same time.
Edward didn't want to explain yet, so he threw his shirt over his head, grabbed
his bag off the bench and quickly fled the room before Roy could ask anything
else. He needed time to think of what to say. Edward knew he would have to tell
the truth, but he could at least hold the confrontation off for a bit.
Edward situated the sleeping bag onto the ground and sat on it as soon as he
entered the room. This required him to move a few desks off to the side first
though.
He heard footsteps coming from the door behind him and immediately bowed his
head so as not to have to look Roy in the eye. The footsteps stopped nearvy and
he felt someone wrap their arms around his waist. The arms pulled him against
the owner's chest into a hug .
"Please tell me Ed..." the person whispered softly in his ear.
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Summary
     Everything comes out. Roy and Ed sleep together. Literally.
Edward hesitated. As much as it would be great to get the pressure off, he
would get taken away from his brother. And he couldn't let that happen. But...
then again, maybe Roy could help? Ed was so confused about what to do, so he
let his body take over for a moment while his brain thought everything out. He
didn't even realize he was relaxing into Mustang's embrace.
Roy, however, could feel this and his arms instantly turned more gentle and
protective. Why did he care so much what was happening in this one student's
life? He could have dropped it, Edward had said he could handle it! But, for
some reason, he couldn't bring himself to even think what would occur if he
ignored Ed.
Was he... falling for Edward? No, that couldn't be it, he wasn't a pedophile!
Ed was just another student. Just another student, whom he was cradling in his
arms... and he was enjoying it.
Damn, maybe he did like Ed like that! But, he couldn't risk it. On top of the
immorality of it, if Edward didn't feel the same, then he would lose his job,
reputation, and possibly go to jail.
But... what if he did feel the same? Well, that would be a whole different
story. They would still be sneaking around, and it still wouldn't be legal.
But, at least then he would have motivation for keeping it hidden. If Edward
felt the same he would have to try and find out this weekend. As soon as they
were done discussing what was wrong with Ed he could only subtly flirt and see
what the younger man would do.
Edward was thinking at the same time, both of them thoroughly distracted.
Roy's arms felt so good wrapped around his body, and his mind trailed off... he
wondered what it would feel like to have his pink lips pressed against his-
wait, where the hell did that come from? He couldn't possibly like his new
teacher! That wasn't right, he wasn't even gay! "But Roy is..." a sneaky little
voice in his head said.
Oh, fucking hell. This could be a problem. Even if he did like his teacher, Roy
couldn't like him back. There wasn't even a way for the older man to tell him
if he did. Roy didn't like him, so he should enjoy his new found fantasies and
then just banish them from his mind.
Should he tell Roy what had been going on? He had already proved himself to be
a trustworthy person... and its not like he could make the situation any worse.
He would tell.
"I-," Ed's voice sounded hoarse from the while of not using it.
"Yes, Edward?" Roy asked as he was pulled out of his reverie.
"Its my parents..." Edward whispered, feeling lighter already with getting just
that bit of information out.
"What did they do to you, Ed?" Mustang questioned gently. He couldn't make
Edward feel like he was cornered or that he was too eager. If he did, then the
blonde teen would most likely go back into his shell like a small animal and
wouldn't finish his statement.
"They... th-they... they hurt me. Bad," He couldn't even complete the sentence
fully before he shuddered and a few traitor tears broke through his usually
tough exterior.
"Oh, sweetie," Roy whispered, not sure where the term of endearment came from.
Mustang gripped him tighter to his chest and freed one hand to run through
Edward's -still wet- hair.
Roy wasn't quite sure what he was expecting to hear, but he probably knew this
all along as he worked it out in his brain, and chose to deny it in his head.
In the hopes it somehow wasn't true.
If you were so sure of something false being the truth, would the truth still
make it's self known? Yes, it probably would.
"Edward? How long have they been abusing you?" Roy asked wanting to make sure
he knew everything.
"I-I... as long as I can remember. I don't know, I just always remember them
doing it, I can't exactly give you a date," Ed answered, very panicked.
"You don't have to tell me anymore. At least not tonight," Roy scooped Edward
off his lap and set him gently next to him. He stood up and spread out his red
sleeping bag on the ground next to Ed's.
Edward scooted to the entrance of his and pulled on the zipper. It wouldn't
budge. He tried again. Still nothing, by this time Ed was about to transmute
the stupid thing into a pile of ash when Roy realized something was bothering
him. The frustrated look on his face kind of gave it away.
"Something wrong?" Roy questioned with a small chuckle.
"Yeah, the damn zipper won't move," Edward growled, still pulling on it.
"Move over, let me try," Roy swept his hand away. In the brief moment their
hands touched they both felt something. Shocked as they were, they didn't ask
what it was. "Sorry," Roy muttered, his cheeking now splashed with a pink
tinge.
Mustang pulled with all the muscles in his body-builder looking figure. Damn
thing was still not moving an inch.
"Fuck, Ed, what the hell did you do to this thing?"
"Me? I didn't do anything! Its that zipper you should be angry at!" Edward
defended himself.
"I'm not angry at you, if that's what you think. I'm just stressed out right
now," Roy continued.
"God damnit!" Roy yelled. He quickly pulled out a pair of gloves with a red
design stitched onto the material. He snapped, aiming straight at the sleeping
bag. It caught on fire and went out just as quickly. The bag, however, wasn't
looking so great.
"Whoops," Roy realizing what he had just done, "You were supposed to sleep in
that."
"I'm fine. It's not even that cold," Edward's body betrayed him as a small
shiver passed through him.
"You liar, you're freezing your ass off," Roy said, "Here, take mine. I'm older
and I've been through worse than going without a sleeping bag before."
"No, I'm not taking yours. You'll freeze your butt off! You aren't that much
older than me. And you'll end up getting hypothermia!"
"Fine, have it your way, Ed. But, that means that you're sharing mine with me."
Edward blushed, he decided to cover it up by sounding outraged, "N-no way! I
don't need a sleeping bag! I will not sleep in the same sleeping bag as you,
they're too small anyways."
"You shouldn't have hypothermia either. And it's not too small, I got the
bigger one. Whether you will admit it or not, you're small. You'll fit fine."
Edward actually liked the idea of sleeping next to him, but he couldn't go down
without even a fake fight.
"You win, old man. I'll share it with you." He walked up to Roy as he was
unzipping the opening for Ed to get it.
He hopped into the bag and anxiously waited for Roy to join him. Mustang turned
off the lights and crawled in, next to Edward.
Ed kept turning from side to side and moving around trying to get comfortable.
It was driving Roy insane. The sound of nylon rubbing against itself repeatedly
was not helping him get to sleep. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, so he
grabbed Edward gently by the shoulders and pulled him against his body. Roy
wrapped his arms around Ed and held him close.
Two problems solved with one action. How convenient; flirting and getting
quiet.
At this rate, Edward Elric would be his in no time at all.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Summary
     More bonding. And then they leave school.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Edward woke up as a cold chill passed over his body. He shivered and buried
himself further into the sleeping bag, noticing the distinct loss of heat. Ed
slowly opened his eyes to see that it was already afternoon, according to the
clock.
"Ed?" The person sitting near him asked, "You up?"
"Yeah, I just woke up," He said weakly, his voice was gravelly from disuse as
he slept.
"Good, then we can go get food. I've been awake for awhile waiting for you."
"You should've woken me up," Edward muttered, his face turning red and he felt
slightly embarrassed that Roy had been waiting for him.
"No, you seemed like you needed some sleep. Besides, you look too peaceful when
you sleep," Roy blushed, the second thought was supposed to stay in his head.
"What?" Ed asked thinking he had heard wrong, but hoping he hadn't.
"Nothing, Edward. Lets go eat," Roy jumped to his feet. From there, he assisted
Ed in getting out.
The two walked silently to the cafeteria. The awkwardness from Roy's earlier
statement still hung in the air.
"So... what's to eat?" Ed asked. He thought they only had lunch food here.
"Well, teachers have their own private refrigerator in the lounge. I keep
breakfast food in it, so we can have cereal and milk," Roy smiled, "That's
about the only breakfast food I eat."
Ed's face showed distaste at the mention of milk. But, besides that, cereal
sounded good to him.
They walked over and got their breakfast. As they sat at a cafeteria table and
made small-talk the awkwardness was slowly leaving the atmosphere.
"What are we going to do until they come to get us?"
"There are plenty of things to keep us occupied."
"Like?" Ed questioned skeptically.
"A gym... and lots of basketballs. If you want to play a game today, we can."
"Sure, sounds fun," Edward smiled. He knew he could beat him, it was what Al
and him played outside in their free time.
Roy went to the ball rack and tossed a new orange basketball to Ed. 'This
should be fun,' Roy thought.
"Ready to play, old man?" Roy gave a fake gasp and look of shock.
"Excuse me? Old? I don't think so, Ed!" He snatched the ball and shot it half
way across the gym and landed it right in the hoop. Edward just stood there
gaping like a fish out of the water. He had never seen anybody do anything like
that.
"What was that?" Edward questioned.
"That's me playing high school basketball. Several years ago, of course," He
gave a chuckle at Ed's determined face.
By the end of the intense game, the two were covered in sweat and breathing
heavily. The score was 27-32 with Roy winning.
"Wow... you're... good" Ed panted out between breathes.
"You.. too.." Roy replied, reaching for a handshake.
"We should probably take a shower. You smell kind of nasty, even for a teenage
boy," Roy suggested with a small laugh.
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean? I played basketball for two hours! Of
course I'm gonna smell!" Ed ranted, "...We should probably shower though. We do
smell bad," Edward finished once he calmed down to realize what Roy was talking
about.
Edward headed to the locker room and grabbed more gym clothes to change into.
Roy just stood there looking uncomfortable. Ed wondered why until he realized
that he didn't have any clean clothes to wear.
He walked over to the locker of one of the tall bullies who stole his homework
and clapped his hands together. He placed them against the lock and opened the
door. Edward grabbed the clothes inside and tossed them to Mustang. These
clothes would fit him well enough. It's hard not to fit in a loose shirt and
sweatpants.
"No transmutation circle?" Roy asked extremely surprised as he caught them.
"Nope," he replied.
"Who's clothes are these?"
"They belong to some idiot who took my homework. Revenge is nice," Edward said
smiling menacingly.
They stripped off their clothes in different parts of the locker room again. Ed
stepped into the his shower stall and washed away all the shiny sweat on his
skin. He heard Roy open the door to the one next to him. Edward only stayed in
until he was sure that all of his skin was clean once again. He only had his
boxers and pants on when Roy walked into the room completely dressed.
Edward didn't worry about covering up as much, he already knew all of his
secrets anyways. But Roy was staring at his right arm, Ed just brushed it off.
Then he realized that it was the automail he was looking at. Ed hadn't
explained about that yet.
He decided to stop the staring and answer the unasked question, "My parents
pushed me into the road when I was ten. One of my good friends, Winry, is an
automail mechanic and she made it for me. I know it's ugly; I hate it, but it's
better than having a stump," Ed's eyes tearing up from this painful confession.
"I had no idea. I'm so sorry, Edward, about everything that has happened to
you. You shouldn't have to deal with this treatment," Roy said walking over to
him and putting a hand on his shoulder comfortingly.
"I can't tell the police. Or anyone else. If they found out, then Al and I will
go to foster homes and be separated. I can't leave him, he's my baby brother!"
He begged Roy to understand.
"But if this keeps happening you could end up dead. You may not like having the
possibility of leaving your brother, but it's better than dying! People other
than your brother would care if you died!" Roy exclaimed.
"Like who?" Ed yelled angrily with a self pitying tone.
"I would care, Edward! I care whether you live or die... so, why don't you?"
Roy replied, slightly sad.
"You don't care! Nobody cares about me! The world would be better without me
anyways! I'm just a bother to everyone who knows me!" Ed cried.
"Stop being dramatic, Ed. I told you I care. A lot of people care about your
well being. The world would be a sad place without you, Edward!" Roy replied,
he moved closer to Ed and pulled him tight against his chest. He cried into the
older's shirt as Roy sat down on one of the benches and pulled him into his
lap.
Roy reached to the back of his head and pulled Ed's hairtie out of his hair.
Roy gently ran his hands through his wavy golden locks. Why did he have to look
so appealing? He was in love and he couldn't even try to deny it anymore. He
had pretty much turned into a pedophile over one weekend.
Flirting time was going to begin soon. He needed to make this teenager his. He
just had to hope that Ed felt the same way.
Edward was loving the feeling of the older man's hand running through his loose
hair. He felt warm and safe in his arms. He was the only one who could calm him
down and make him feel like someone might really care. But he couldn't possibly
feel the same way back? Ed knew he loved his teacher but it was a taboo
relationship. Forbidden love, how cliche, yet that didn't make him want Roy any
less.
"Thank you," Edward whispered once his sobs subsidded into a few stray tears,
"I needed that."
"It's fine, Ed. You deserve to be cared about. You're worth it, whether you
think so or not, I do," Roy replied.
This made Edward take a moment to consider his reply. "Can I ask you
something?"
"Sure, Ed, what is it?" he responded cautiously.
"What do you do when you're in love with someone?" he asked, catching Roy off
guard. This was not what he thought was going to ask. But... that meant his
heart already belonged to someone else. Was it that Winry girl? He had to let
him go if he was already taken. Roy could at least help him out.
"Well, if you really love them, then you should tell them, I guess. Or show
them, depends how brave you are. But, you should never just not say or do
anything about it," Every word was hurting him, even though he was speaking
from the heart. But wasn't that exactly what he was doing, by not showing his
feelings? Great, he was now a pedophile and a hypocrite. Damn, he deserved an
award for best person of the year.
Ed seemed to consider this carefully for a moment. "Okay," he said quietly. He
took a deep breath. Edward wanted to tell Roy, or even show him, but what would
he do if it didn't work? He would no doubt be expelled for even trying. And he
would probably get the worst beating of his life from his parents. Were the
stakes worth the prize?
Yes, Roy was worth it.
Or, at least, he thought so.
Edward leaned forward slightly. He seemed to hesitate for a moment. Roy
realized what he was going to do and he leaned forward too. Their lips were
only a centimeter apart and they could taste each other's breath in their
mouths. Ed wrapped his arms around Roy's neck while Roy put his around Edward's
small waist. Just as their lips brushed lightly together-
BANG! The two heard the noise and immediately jumped apart. There stood a small
rescue squad-who were not supposed to be there for another day. Luckily, the
two heard the door opening, so none of them saw what Roy and Edward were about
to do.
"There you guys are! We were looking around for you. You must've left your cell
phone back in your classroom."
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Mustang replied, still upset at being interuppted.
"I'll see you Monday, Mr. Mustang," Edward muttered walking out of the room. He
needed to get home before Izumi and Sig came looking for him. Al was probably
worrying and he needed his little brother to help him with his confusing
emotions right now.
"Wait, Ed," Roy called after him.
Ed heard him, but thought it better to ignore him, for now, at least until he
could figure everything out.
He needed to know if his feelings for the older man were true or not. Edward
couldn't be sure, so until he was, they would have no contact other than class.
Chapter End Notes
     Yeah, I managed to get the first 5 chapters edited and uploaded
     within a day. Go me.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Summary
     Ed spends the weekend at home. Alphonse is concerned for him. He goes
     back to school on Monday and thinks of Mustang.
Chapter Notes
     Trying to get these up whenever I have time to edit them:P
Edward trekked home through the snow, cold air biting at his face. He didn't
own a winter coat so his red jacket was all that was protecting him from the
harsh weather. If only Roy was here... But Ed couldn't talk to him until he
knew what was going on between them.
His skin ached already, knowing he would be punished by his mother and father
when he got home, regardless of his explanation. The house looked ominous as he
walked up the snowy driveway. Each crunch of his footsteps sounded like
impending pain to him.
Ed reached for the door handle and cautiously turned it. "Hello?" He called out
as soon as he walked in and toed his boots off. If he didn't make his arrival
known they would be even angrier.
"WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?" Izumi screeched from above, as she pounded her way
down the stairs. As soon as she reached him, he was slapped harshly. Grabbing
his collar and almost choking him while growling, "I asked you a question!"
"I-I-I was... I was stuck in the school!" He stuttered in fright.
"Explain. Now. You have 30 seconds," She demanded impatiently.
"I got detention from my AP calculus teacher. When we went to leave the
building we found out we were snowed in. I had to spend the weekend there.
There was no way to contact you. It wasn't my fault, I swear. Please don't hurt
me," Ed spoke quickly.
She merely let go of his collar and threw him to the ground as a response.
"Don't let it happen again, I won't be so nice next time."
Edward ran up to his room and changed into clean, comfortable pajamas. He
carefully slipped on a black t-shirt and plaid sweat pants. Ed crawled into his
bed and decided to get the sleep now that he probably wouldn't tonight.
Edward managed to over-sleep all the way into the next morning. He stayed in
his room for the rest of the day reading a few books and manga he hadn't gotten
to. His brother had been out all day with some friends and his parents left him
alone if he stayed upstairs. Unfortunately, while he was reading, he felt like
an ADHD child who had spotted a butterfly. He couldn't concentrate on the books
very much, his mind kept going back to Roy.
Edward wasn't really hungry, or maybe he was and chose to ignore it. Either
way, he didn't eat anything all day.
When he finally heard his brother arrive home he realized that there was school
the next morning. He really should get to bed, even if it wouldn't help his
concentration much.
Once again, he awoke to birds chirping happily outside his window. Edward
quickly got out of bed and got dressed, grabbed his backpack and went down the
stairs. Izumi and Sig slept in on Mondays, so only Al was down there to join
him for breakfast.
"Morning, brother! I haven't talked to you all weekend. You've been up in your
room, is something wrong?" Alphonse's smile fell off his face when he saw how
Ed looked.
"No Al, I'm just confused. I have a few things that I need to figure out."
"Like what?" He pried.
"Nothing, Al... just some personal stuff. I promise that when I figure it all
out, I'll tell you."
"Okay, brother, you know you can always talk to me," Al smiled kindly.
"I know, Alphonse. We should be getting to school now though," Ed pointed out.
Alphonse nodded in agreement and they left the house.
It was still lightly snowing, but most of it had melted on the ground. As soon
as they reached the school grounds, Al left to meet up with some friends.
Edward looked up right on time to see a senior standing in his way.
"My homework?" He asked impatiently.
Ed decided if he never learned to stand up to them, he would be bullied the
rest of his life. "No," He said making a quick judgement of the guy's
intelligence level.
The senior looked as if nobody had ever said such a thing to him, which -
considering who he was-, they probably hadn't.
"Excuse me?" The older teen asked, feigning politeness, "Did I give you an
option?"
"I don't really think so, but I'm tired of doing your damn homework!" Edward
yelled losing his temper.
"You have about 5 seconds to hand it over before I beat the crap out of you,"
He smirked, "5..4,3..2...1 ," The bully pulled back his fist to hit Ed but was
too slow. Edward grabbed his wrist with his automail hand and directed the
senior's arm away from himself.
Edward knew that, had there been anymore of them, he wouldn't have even tried.
He also knew that if they caught up with him after school he would be ambushed
by a crowd of older teens. But, for now, it was worth it to get to stop the
idiot who tried to mess with him.
Most of the day went by in a blur. Ed had too much on his mind, so not much
stood out to him about each class. Before he knew it, the bell for lunch rang.
He maneuvered his way from his locker to the cafeteria easily, being small had
to have some perks.
"Hey, Ed, how was your weekend?" Edward looked over his shoulder to see who had
called to him. It was Envy, wearing his usual black, non-school appropriate
attire.
"Oh, it was fine. Nothing special anyways," He didn't know why, but something
in his head told him not to tell anyone what had really happened over the
weekend.
"Cool, I went up north to a cabin my family owns. 27 acres to hunt on," He
grinned deviously.
"Sounds like fun," Ed replied.
"Oh, it most definitely was! All the animals we shot! So much blood!" A grin
slowly spread across his face whilst he spoke.
Edward smiled awkwardly at his sadistic friend, "Ummm, Envy, you're starting to
creep me the hell out."
"Oh, sorry," He laughed with an apology, going back to his usual demeanor.
The two sat down and began to eat their lunches. Envy could always tell when Ed
wasn't in a talking mood. This was one of those times that Edward didn't like
being interrupted in his thoughts.
The bell rang, catching Ed by surprise. It hadn't been that long, had it?
Edward threw away the rest of the little lunch he hadn't ate and headed for his
locker. Unfortunately, Ed was stuck with a top locker, therefore somebody had
to help him to get his books for certain classes.
Russell walked up behind the struggling shorty and grabbed the AP Calculus
binder he had been reaching for.
"Thanks, Russ."
"No problem, Eddie," Edward ignored the pet name he hated and grabbed his
binder back from him.
Looking at his watch, he noticed he had 2 minutes to get across the school and
into his desired classroom. "Shit!" He exclaimed, taking off through the halls.
Once again, he got thrown onto his butt when he ran into someone.
"Going somewhere important, Mr. Elric?" Vice-Principal Sheska asked with a
joking smile.
"Ummm, I'm sorry! I was trying to get to my class on time, Miss! Please,
forgive me!" Ed apologized quickly.
"It's okay, Mr. Elric. Let me write you a late pass." Ed followed her to an
empty classroom. She took out a slip of paper and jotted a quick late excuse
just as the bell rang.
"Thank you so much, Miss Sheska."
"No problem, Ed. I know Mr. Bradley's tough on you, and a lot of the teachers
don't exactly get along with you."
Edward nodded, happy she was the only one who was ever nice to him.
Ed walked back into the hallway and made his way to AP Calculus. Just as he
opened the door, Mr. Mustang looked over at the sound.
"Care to explain your lateness, Elric?" Ed could tell he was only keeping up
the strict act so as not to allow anyone to get suspicious. But still, it sort
of hurt to hear him say it in a teacher's indifferent tone, than his usual kind
one.
"I have a late pass from Miss Sheska," Edward explained, walking up and handing
him the pass.
Roy looked over it quickly and motioned for Ed to take his seat.
He set his things down and pulled out his binder with the weekend's homework
out on his desk.
"Well, as I was explaining, before Mr. Elric decided to rudely interrupt..."
Edward wasn't really concentrating on his math much. All he could see were his
teacher's coal colored eyes and jet black hair. It was hard for Ed to know he
couldn't just go out and tell Roy his feelings. There were a couple reasons for
that: 1) He was a teacher, Ed was a student. 2) It was the middle of class. 3)
He wasn't even sure of his feeling yet!
Edward was also kind of curious to know how the older man would react to Ed's
feelings.
There was no way to tell for sure. He had only known the man for a few days!
And yet it felt as if they'd always been meant to be together.
The bell rang, pulling Edward away from the little world he was in.
Roy was grading the papers from his last class. He waited until there were only
a few people left in the classroom. Mr. Mustang looked up, expecting to see his
favorite blonde waiting to talk to him. But, Edward wasn't there. Did he not
like Roy? Mustang was fairly sure Edward had been about to kiss him in the
locker room. Could he have misinterpreted his intentions?
If he had read the teen's body language wrong, then he could have very well
scared him off for good. God, he could be such an idiot sometimes!
Well, only one way to find out what was on his student's mind... ask him.
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Summary
     Edward gets hurt on the way home from school. Roy rescues him. Then
     kisses.
Chapter Notes
     chapter #2 for today. hopefully I can get up a third tonight
Ed slung his backpack over his shoulder as he exited the school. For once, he
had his homework turned in, so he could go straight home. It was kind of nice
to leave at the same time as everyone else. He pondered the thought that he was
doing something normal. It seemed funny how nothing else in his life was
normal.
Just as Edward was rounding the first corner, he tripped over a stray pencil in
the middle of the sidewalk. "Damnit!" He had fallen face first to the icy path.
His dignity and pride were the only thing that really hurt though.
Ed let out a cry of pain as someone aimed a kick at his side. "We heard you
didn't give our friend his homework," The owner of the foot said. He was
surrounded by 3 other upperclassmen at the school.
"It's my homework, not his," Edward said bravely, albeit a bit stupidly. This
gained him more weight on his back, which he could only guess was one of them
standing on him, holding him to the ground.
"You got Cory into detention. Little Eddy, you was supposed to do his homework
for him. You know what happens when you disobey your elders," The older boy
smirked talking with about the worst grammar you could possibly imagine.
Edward scrunched his face in pain as someone even more heavy stood on him. This
was worse than some of his most painful beatings he had ever received. Why
couldn't they just leave him alone? The rest of the teens kicked and hit him
with things. Ed raised his head slightly to see the metallic glint of a knife
in one of the senior's hands.
Edward put his head back down, hoping they would make it quick. He had accepted
that death was a possibility for him years ago, ever since he realized that his
parents loathed him. Ed waited: for pain, a stab, a bright light, a dark abyss,
anything that would say he was losing the battle for his life.
He felt one quick slice across his leg before he heard the snowy footsteps of
the bullies walking away. So, they had left him, in the middle of the icy cold
ground, in winter, with no help. That was just fucking fantastic. Ed was only
aware of hearing someone call his name in a worried voice before he blacked
out.
~Mean While~
Roy Mustang was still pondering reasons why Edward could be ignoring him. Did
he think that Roy knew exactly what he was going to do, and would have rejected
him? Anything seemed possible, he was a teenage boy after all. Not that Roy was
very much his senior, he was only a few years older.
Mustang decided he should finish this last paper he was grading and take the
rest home. He wasn't going to be able to concentrate with so many memories
here. Roy packed the papers into his bag and put it onto his back. He headed
out of the school and began walking on the cement path. Roy didn't trust this
not-so-safe neighborhood he was teaching in, so he parked his car a street
down.
As soon as he turned the corner, he noticed a student with golden hair looking
like hell, laying on the ground. Roy's heart fluttered faster when he realized
who the student was. This was Edward Elric. "Ed?" He asked in an alarmed tone.
He saw Edward's head try to lift before he finally passed out.
Roy rushed over to the teens side. He noticed many footprints on his back and a
rather deep cut on his upper leg. The same people had gotten to Ed, and Roy
hadn't been able to help him. Roy ignored the heavy bag he was carrying and got
down to lift Edward bridal-style into his arms. The boy was injured and left
out in the harsh, unforgiving weather.
He couldn't very-well leave Edward here to wake up -or not- on his own. Even if
he thought of him as nothing more than a student, it would be cruel to abandon
him.
Roy noticed that even with the automail, Ed didn't feel like he weighed as much
as he should be. Was he not being fed? Or, was he choosing not to eat? All of
these questions he wondered about on his walk to the car.
When he came to the red Mustang, he opened the door and laid Edward down in his
backseat. He would have to let the teen rest at his house, at least until he
woke. After all, Roy had no idea where the boy lived. And hopefully, they could
discuss what happened. The older man took off his jacket and draped it over the
younger. Roy drove quickly back to his house and picked Edward up.
Mustang walked through the door and kicked off his shoes. This was hard to do
with a bag over his shoulder and unconscious teen in his arms. Roy stepped into
his living room and set Edward onto the black leather couch. He grabbed a warm
feather blanket he kept in the closet and brought it back to the room.
Roy needed to get Ed into warm clothes and clean any injuries he had sustained.
Well, this might be a little bit awkward, seeing as he liked Ed as more than a
favorite student. Roy let out a huff of air he hadn't realized he was holding.
He made his way to closet upstairs that held extra clothes for guests. Roy
pulled out the smallest t-shirt and sweat pants he could find.
He looked at the teen and decided this would need to be done if he wanted him
to get better. Roy carefully unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off his small
frame. He looked thinner than the previous time he had seen the younger.
Mustang maneuvered the clean white shirt over Ed's head. It became difficult
when it got caught on a hidden earring in his cartilage.
Roy hadn't even noticed the diamond stud in there before. Ed had never
mentioned it, so he hadn't seen it.
Mustang unzipped Ed's pants and slipped them off carefully, leaving him in only
his boxers and shirt. Roy thought the cut on his thigh needed to be attended to
before he could put sweatpants on him. He got the first-aid kit and came back
to treat the injury. Roy cleaned the cut, seeing Ed flinch unconsciously in his
sleep, and wrapped his upper leg gently with soft gauze. He smiled, thinking
about how Ed would realize he had seen him in his boxers.
The blush that would grace his slightly tan face would make him even more
stunning.
When had he come to terms with falling for the teen? He had just let the
inappropriate thoughts surface and hadn't bothered denying them.
Roy finished treating his wound and pulling on the loose sweatpants. He laid Ed
more comfortably on the couch and draped the feather blanket over him. He could
at least let the teen get some sleep before bombarding him with questions and
throwing pain pills at him. He knew Ed would be in world of hurt when he woke
up. Those new bruises on his back looked none too pleasant.
Roy pulled out a book he was reading and sat on an armchair opposite the
younger. He would stay here until Edward woke up.
Mustang soon became distracted from what he was reading as he began just
watching his student. He started to notice little details that made him look
more beautiful. Like the way his eyelashes curled onto his cheeks when he
slept. Or the way his body took air in so peacefully. He looked like he had the
best life and could be the happiest person on the earth when he slept.
It was only when his eyelids opened that the golden orbs haunted with his past
could destroy that image. Roy began feeling a sudden urge to embrace the boy.
He wanted that kiss that was interrupted by the rescue team. He wanted to be
able to feel Ed's lips moving with his own. He wanted to be able to taste every
crevice in Ed's hot mouth. He wanted Edward Elric, his student.
Age didn't matter. What gender they were couldn't hinder Roy. He had fallen for
the short blonde, and hard.
Roy didn't even think about the consequences. He just kneeled on the ground
next to the couch and leaned over the boy. He gently pressed his lips to Ed's
soft ones. As Roy was pulling away, Edward's arms wrapped around his neck and
pulled him deeper into the kiss.
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Summary
     The rest of the kiss. Ed goes home to an angry mother. Roy saves him.
Chapter Notes
     Thanks so much for the kudos so far! I really appreciate them. Hope
     you enjoy the next chapter!
Roy froze. Ed was... kissing back? He looked up at his face, into his eyes, and
was shocked. Edward was awake and looking at him cautiously. As if asking if he
was okay. Roy hated the scared look in his eyes, he wanted to get rid of it. He
decided to throw all his hesitation away and enjoy the time being. He could
deal with the results later. They couldn't really be that bad... could they?
Roy wrapped his arms around Ed's waist and sat on the couch, pulling the teen
onto his lap. All the while, never breaking the kiss. Edward was startled for a
moment, but quickly recovered. They were in the arms of the ones they held
feelings for, locking lips nonetheless! Could this really get much better? The
answer was no, no it couldn't.
Edward was doing his best to keep up with Roy's kissing expertise. This was his
first kiss, even platonic, but he wasn't going to tell Mustang that. His foster
parents would never show affection and he and Al thought it too girly. Edward
let out a moan when he felt a tongue licking his bottom lip. Without even
thinking about it, he allowed it access into his mouth.
The older man was enjoying this just as much... Until he realized what he was
doing. Kissing. His student. He knew needed to stop without hurting Ed. If this
went any farther than kissing, Roy would lose his job and Edward would surely
have consequences. Mustang didn't want to stop, but it would be for the best...
Roy slowly unwrapped his arms from around Ed's waist and pulled his tongue out
of his mouth, ending the kiss. He gave him one sweet peck on the lips before
pulling him against his chest and hugging him tightly. "Edward," He whispered
into his ear.
"Mr. Mustang," He said back questioningly.
He let out a small laugh, "Uh, Ed, I think we've gone past the point where you
can call me Roy."
"Okay," Edward agreed, "Roy it is,"
"But... um... so you uh, like me?" Ed asked, not sure what to say.
"Yeah, I guess so. I assume the feeling is mutual?" Roy stated.
"Yes, but... couldn't you lose your job or something if someone found out?"
Edward questioned hesitantly.
"Let's just make sure nobody finds out then," Roy whispered huskily.
"That could work," Ed said deviously back.
Roy pulled Edward on top of him and layed them both on the couch into a
sleeping position. Ed was curled against his chest. They were both exhausted
from their previous activities and mutely agreed on a nap. They dreamt about
each other while wrapped in the other's arms.
The older of the two woke up first. He opened his eyes lazily and saw the
clock. It read 6:13 PM. Roy freaked out and shook Ed quickly, which he wasn't
too pleased about. "What?" he asked groggily.
"Ed, look at the time," Roy said. Edward pulled his head away from Mustang's
chest and his eyes found the clock.
"Holy shi- I really have to go Roy!" He yelled.
"Do you need a ride home?" Roy asked, concerned.
"Yes, could you just drop me off at the school? I can walk from there. Oh my
god, Izumi and Sig are going to kill me!" Edward said to himself as he grabbed
his items.
"Sure, Ed," Roy complied, grabbing his car keys off the counter and thowing on
his old military boots.
As soon as they were in the car, Roy noticed Ed shaking. "Are you cold?" He
asked.
"No, I'm fine," He replied, "Just scared of what my parents will do. I promised
not to be late anymore..."
"Ed, you shouldn't have to deal with them. If you come to school in a worse
condition than I'm leaving you today, I'm going to be pissed off," Roy stated.
"Don't worry about me," Ed glanced out the window at the school, "We're here."
Roy stopped the car and let his student out after giving him a goodbye kiss.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Edward," Ed nodded and began heading down a street.
Edward was truly terrified of his parents reaction, but if he told Roy that, he
was afraid something even worse would happen. After about 10 minutes of
walking, Ed reached his front door. He put his hand out to grip the handle
slowly, trying to calm himself down. Before he could turn it, the door slammed
open in front of his face.
"Where the hell have you been this time?" Izumi screamed as she dragged him
inside by the collar of his shirt.
"Some bullies were picking on me!" Edward replied quickly.
"Then you got what you deserved," Ed breathed a sigh of relief, "But, that
doesn't mean I'm not going to punish you too!" She slapped him across the face.
He landed on the floor. Izumi began kicking him in the ribs until Ed knew there
would be bruises. He let out a cry of pain from her torture to his body. Ed
tried his best to defend himself, but she was too tough.
She grabbed his hair and pulled until he screamed. Alphonse heard the noise and
hurried down the stairs. "Brother!" He gasped.
"Your brother's fine. Now go back upstairs, sweetie!" She ordered in a motherly
tone.
"No, you're not going to hurt him anymore!" Al screamed back, rushing towards
Edward.
"Just go, Al. I'll be okay," Ed said weakly from the floor.
"That's what you always say, but you're hurt, Ed! You can't hide all those
bruises and cuts anymore! I'm not letting you take the pain alone!" Alphonse
yelled.
Izumi ignored them both, proceeded to Ed's leg and stomped hard. The pain from
that and Ed's bruised ribs and body, made him pass out.
~Back with Roy~
As he was pulling away he felt scared. Not for himself, but for Ed. How bad
would his parents be willing to punish him? Roy shuddered at the thought.
Edward knew how to defend himself, right? So, why was he going to worry about
the tough kid?
He arrived back home, sat on his couch, and picked up a book he was reading.
When he had read about 2 pages, he noticed something. A red object caught his
attention from the corner of his eye. He peeked over the book to see what it
was. Ed's red jacket was lying on the table.
He brushed it off at first, he could simply give the jacket to Ed tomorrow.
But, wait, it was winter. Did Edward even own any other protection from the
cold? Roy decided that he should probably just drop the jacket off at his
house. What's the worst that could happen? All he had to do was say Ed left it
at school and he wanted to give it back to him. It certainly had nothing to do
with wanting to see Edward again, nope.
Roy hopped off his perch on the couch and grabbed his car keys once again.
Before he left he also brought his student information book. It would have Ed's
address in it.
Mustang started off to the school in his car and looked at the book. 13666
Devil's Nest St. A common enough address... Roy drove until he saw the house
with the numbers off the paper on the front. He stopped the car and grabbed the
jacket from the passenger's seat. Mustang walked up to the door and was about
to knock when he heard screaming.
He heard a muffled argument from behind the door.
"Brother!" Someone yelled.
"You're brother's fine. Now go back upstairs, sweetie!"
"No, you're not going to hurt him!" The same voice screamed.
"Just go, Al. I'll be okay," He could barely hear Ed.
"That's what you always say, but you're hurt, Ed! You can't hide all those
bruises and cuts anymore! I'm not letting you take the pain alone!"
Roy decided it was time to step in. If he had to hear Ed in pain anymore, he
would lose it. He busted open the door and followed the voices to the kitchen.
Edward was lying on the ground unconcious and his little brother was standing
with tears cascading down his face.
"Alphonse, grab a suitcase of things for you and your brother and come back
downstairs," He ordered kindly.
Al must have trusted him because he obeyed immediately and ran up the stairs
quickly.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Izumi yelled at the stranger.
"Someone who actually cares about these boys," He responded angrily to her
inquery.
Roy bent down and swept the passed out Edward into his arms. He tried to be
gentle because he didn't know to what extent the damage to his body was.
Alphonse ran back down with a large suitcase and went to Roy's side. Mustang
led the way outside and took the boys to his car.
"Ummm, not to be rude... but who are you?" Alphonse asked quietly.
"I'm Roy Mustang, Edward's teacher. I already knew what was happening to you
two. Ed left his jacket at my house and I was coming to return it when I heard
your fight."
"Okay... but where are we going?"
"You and your brother are coming to live with me. That is, if you want to; it's
safer than here," He assured.
"I'll go. And I know Ed wouldn't have any problem with it."
"Then we can leave now."
Alphonse nodded and smiled.
The two put the suitcase in the trunk and set Edward down into the back with
his red jacket covering him like a blanket. Roy drove in silence until they
reached his house.
***** Chapter 9 *****
Chapter Summary
     Settling in at the house.
They reached the house shortly after and Roy pulled into the driveway. He
opened his door first, then walked around to where Ed was lying unconscious
once more. Alphonse grabbed the suitcase in back while Roy gently carried
Edward in his arms.
The sky was already getting darker by this time, it was nearly night.
Mustang and Al made their way into the large house.
"Wow... this is your house?" Alphonse asked astonished at the size. For a
teacher's house it was fairly expensive.
Roy nodded with a modest smile and brought Edward into the master bedroom.
"He can stay here until he wakes up. Then, we can find out the extent of the
damage done,"
"Is he going to be okay?" Al questioned slightly scared for his brother.
"Edward should be fine, as long as his injuries are treated and you boys stay
with me. Though some sleep wouldn't do any harm either," Mustang suggested.
"So, where should I sleep if brother is sleeping in your room?"
"There's a guest bedroom down the hall to your left. There should be plenty of
blankets and other things in there for you to use. Help yourself."
"Okay," And with that, Al left.
"What am I gonna do with you, Ed?" Roy muttered to himself.
"Nothing till I was awake I hope?" Edward said tiredly with a small laugh.
"You're not asleep anymore?" Mustang asked brushing off the pedophilia joke.
"No, I'm done sleeping for now. Where are we though?" He asked with a yawn.
"You are at my house. Alphonse and you will be staying here with me. And we're
in my bedroom right now."
"Where are you going to sleep?" Edward asked confused.
"I'm just gonna go to the other guest room." Roy answered carefully.
"You can sleep here," Ed interrupted.
"But then, where will you sleep?"
"We can both sleep here," Edward replied with a sneaky smile.
"Edward, as much as I would love to take you up on that offer... your brother
is down the hall... and he still doesn't know about us."
"Wait, you never told him?" Ed asked surprised.
"No, I thought that was something you should do, considering he is related to
you. I'm not exactly the right person to tell him his brother is having a
scandalous affair with his teacher," Roy said dramatically.
"Can we keep this hidden for a while at least, then?"
"Sure, Ed. I don't think it's a good idea to let too many people know anyways."
"Thank you, Roy."
"No problem," Mustang leaned down and kissed Edward gently on the forehead.
"I will be in the guestroom at the end of the hall if you need anything."
"Okay. I'll see you in the morning then," Ed replied with a content smile.
"Sweet dreams, Edward," Roy said as turned out the lights on his exiting of the
room.
Ed now had a little time to look at his surroundings, though it was rather dark
the window lit part of the room. The bed had a decorative black wire frame with
silky red sheets. A big dresser stood up against the wall, and a full-sized
mirror next to that. 'No wonder the man looks so good' is what Edward thought.
Though he was now feeling the exhaustion of the day finally setting on his
weak, abused body.
'I should sleep so I can be with Roy tomorrow' was his last thought before he
set off to the land of dreams.
***** Chapter 10 *****
Chapter Summary
     Waking up for school. And Al catches them in the act. 'The Act'
     meaning kissing, you pervs.
As Roy woke up, he felt something warm against his chest and looked up. Edward
was lying on him, clothes astray and blanket haphazardly draped over the both
of them.
Mustang suddenly remembered it was a school day and dared to take a look at the
clock. The time read 6:35 AM. He breathed a sigh of relief. School started at
8:05 and Roy had to be there at 7:15 since he was a teacher. That left less
than 40 minutes to get ready.
Roy shook Ed as gently as he could, knowing he still had injuries.
"Hmmmm?" A tired Edward mumbled.
"You have school today, Ed," He replied.
"Ugh..." He groaned dramatically,"Do I have to go? I feel like hell."
"No, you can stay home and sleep." Roy smiled, "But, I have to go to work."
"Okay," Ed said sleepily. There was a few second pause before Roy said
anything.
"Hey, Edward?"
"Yeah?" He questioned tiredly.
"I can't get ready with you on me," Roy stated with a laugh.
"Oh, yeah, I guess you can't," Edward said with a small blush and a yawn as he
carefully got off the older man, slightly wincing at his injuries.
"Should I even ask how you managed to sneak in here last night?"
"No, you probably shouldn't. I couldn't sleep and when I slept by you last time
I didn't have nightmares. So, I figured it was worth a try. You didn't seem to
mind anyways," He said with a sneaky smile.
"Never said I did," Roy replied, giving Ed a quick peck on the cheek, leaving
him a lovely shade of red, before walking down the hall to his bedroom.
He picked out a white button-down shirt and black slacks and put them on in a
rush. Running down the stairs and pressing the button to make coffee. Roy had
to be at work in 20 minutes and still hadn't eaten breakfast. Hearing a
metallic clank, he looked over to see Edward holding out a plate of food to
him.
"How did you-?" Roy began.
"No questions," Edward smirked.
"Thanks, Edo."
"No problem, I'm used to making my own food. You seemed to be in a rush, so I
thought it might help. I have to pay you back somehow for all you're doing for
my brother and I."
"Edward, you don't need to pay me back for anything. I took you guys in because
I wanted to."
"And I'm doing this because I want to," He countered.
"I guess there's no arguing with you-"
"No, there really isn't," He interrupted
"You're just too stubborn," Roy finished with a half sigh.
"Hey! I am not stubborn!" Edward said in a very stubborn way.
"Heh, I'm kidding Ed. You're perfect the way you are," Roy whispered the last
part, noticing the extra person.
"Good morning?" Al said, not realizing what he was walking in on.
"Morning, Alphonse. Are you ready for school? Edward's going to stay home, but
I can drive you," Roy said kindly. not wanting him to feel left out.
"Yeah, sure," He replied grabbing his backpack.
"Let me just grab my keys. Meet me by the car."
Alphonse nodded and went out the door.
"I'll see you later, alright? Don't get into trouble, you can entertain
yourself with anything you can find here. The library is upstairs and T.V. is
in the living room," Roy said.
"Bye," Edward replied, already making plans with the library.
Roy leaned down and gathered Ed's lips into a reassuring kiss. Edward reacted
quickly to this and wrapped his arms around the older man's waist. Roy put his
hands behind Edward's neck and pulled him further into his own personal heaven.
A cough was heard behind them and they broke apart and both looked around.
"Um... am I interrupting something?" Alphonse asked, his face flushed.
Edward's eyes nearly fell out of his head when he realized what his baby
brother had caught them doing. And Roy turned an interesting combination of
pink and red from embarrassment.
***** Chapter 11 *****
Chapter Summary
     They confront the awkward. Al threatens Roy. Ed finds dirty books in
     Roy's library.
Chapter Notes
     I'm on an editing role today!
The world seemed to stand still as an awkward moment took place between the
three.
"... Ed?" Alphonse questioned hesitantly after an undetermined amount of time
passed.
"Can you at least give me a minute to think of an excuse?" Edward snapped,
frustrated. Then, he actually understood what he just said and let out a squeek
before slapping his hand to his mouth.
"Brother, it's okay. I kind of had a feeling you uhhh...er- swung the other
way..." Al scratched his head nervously, not sure how to phrase it kindly.
"Oh, that's good then- HEY! Wait a second, how did you know? I didn't even
know!" Edward objected.
"Ed... you're petite, have long hair, and are overly sensitive about
everything." He stated, "You were either destined to be gay... or be with a
very muscular women," Alphonse responded with a mutter at the end.
"Just because I have to wear womens' pants doesn't mean I'm 'petite'," Edward
said the last word with disgust filling his tone.
"You... wear... womens' pants?" Roy said in-between bursts of laughter at the
statement.
"You shut up! My pants are too long!," Ed pointed a finger at Roy, "Now see
what you did?" He said looking at his little brother with mock anger.
"Oops."
"Yeah, 'oops' is right!" Edward glared at the two of them.
"Come on, Edward. It's not like I think any differently of you! It was all in
good fun," Roy said kindly, ruffling Edward's hair before pressing a light kiss
on the top of his head.
Edward muttered a, 'whatever' and began to retreat into the kitchen.
"Ready to go then, Alphonse?" Roy asked.
Al nodded and headed out the door, followed by the older. As soon as they got
in the car Alphonse turned to Roy and began to speak.
"Listen," He said in an unusually stern tone, "I can understand Ed being gay,
but if you hurt him, I swear to God you will regret meeting me."
Roy nodded, making a mental note to never get on the boy's bad-side.
The rest of the ride to school was not weird in the least. Which is odd
considering Al had just threatened him. Somehow having it all out there made it
easier to handle everything.
Mustang went into his classroom to teach and Al fell into his usual school
morning routine.
Meanwhile, Edward had found the library and was having a better time than he
had in years. So many books for him to read. He browsed the selections. Where
should he start: alchemy, fashion, plants, guns... adult sex books?
WAIT, WHAT? Edward did a double take as he had been skimming the book titles.
Roy actually owned books like this? What the hell did he do in his free-time?
Edward, as so many other teens, couldn't resist a peek of the forbidden fruit.
He looked around -as if he expected someone to be watching- and quickly grabbed
the book from the shelf.
One little look couldn't hurt... right?
The fact that Roy was gay slipped his mind for a moment as he opened the book
to see two men in a very odd looking position. Though it quickly came back to
him as he skimmed the pages. Some of them didn't even look possible. Was Roy
just a pervert or did he actually want to try these poses?
Edward slammed the book closed and replaced it in the row of books.
He would try to forget about it until the time came that he might want to doing
something that sexual with Roy.
Though that could be a while... considering his age... and Roy's morals. He
thought the last word with disgust.
Well, he couldn't possibly be able to concentrate on reading with all of this
on his mind.
Edward navigated his way to Roy's bedroom and turned off the light. The room
was quite warm so he took off his shirt and crawled under the covers.
Roy wouldn't be back for a few hours so he should be fine. Without realizing he
did so, Edward dozed off from exhaustion.
***** Chapter 12 *****
Chapter Summary
     Roy comes home. They watch girly movies and eat pizza.
Ed felt a sudden shift on the bed and jerked up quickly. Roy was sitting on the
edge wearing a shy smile.
"Did I wake you?" He asked in a voice one would generally use with a small,
easily frightened animal.
"No, I'm fine. Why are you home so early?" Edward got out, a midst a yawn.
"Edward, do you know what time it is?" Roy was looking at him as if he had
three heads.
"Uh... I've been sleeping for a while," He admitted, "Why? What time is it?"
"Almost 6:00 PM. And here I thought you would be upset that I came home later.
I just got back from school a while ago."
"Why didn't you wake me up? I could have made dinner or something..." Ed
replied sheepishly.
"Well, you look really cute when you sleep," This statement of truth made
Edward blush, "And I was going to order pizza anyways."
"Where's Alphonse, by the way?"
"He's -er spending the night at Winry's..." He trailed off suggestively.
"Oh dear..." Edward's face turned even more red.
"Are you feeling alright? You look a little flushed," Roy held a hand to his
forehead. He was very warm.
"Yeah, I don't feel too well," Edward confirmed after a moment.
"Since we can't go anywhere with you sick, would you like to watch a movie?"
Roy asked him kindly.
Edward nodded and quickly made his way to the living room clutching a blanket
in his hands. He wasn't used to watching movies that often and was excited.
"I'm going to order pizza. What do you want?"
"Chicken?"
"Kay. I'll get a half chicken, half cheese. I'll be right back, wait here."
Roy came back a few minutes later.
"So what do you want to watch?"
"Do you have the Notebook?" He said after a moment, glancing away from the
shocked stare he thought he would get.
Edward felt an arm wrap around his waist and let Roy turn him to face the
other.
He held out the movie to him and Ed was extremely surprised he owned it. The
double-sided chicken and cheese pizza arrived about half an hour into it the
flick and the two gobbled it up.
Roy sat on the couch and set Edward on his lap with a blanket on top of them
and a bowl of popcorn in-between. The movie started the familiar tale of sad
love was told. Every time he watched this movie, Ed cried at the resolution of
it.
By the end, Edward's head was lolling back onto Roy's shoulder while he cried
for the characters. Roy thought it was adorable how he overreacted so much over
a movie. His hand was on Ed's upper leg and rubbing soothing circles there.
Neither one got up during the credits so they just watched the countless names
of unimportant people fly across the screen.
"Edward are you feeling any better?" He whispered, breaking the silence.
"Not really," He confessed, "A little worse, actually."
Roy moved his hand to feel Ed's forehead again. His temperature was still
burning hot.
"I'm going to put you to bed now," He picked him up, despite his protests,
wrapped in the blanket and brought him to the master bedroom.
He didn't think it would be such a good idea for them to share a bed. But he
couldn't bare to leave Edward alone while he was ill, so he lay down next to
him.
Roy unconsciously cuddled closer to Ed in a protective manor and ended up with
his arms tight around his waist when Edward woke in the middle of the night.
Edward remembered watching a movie and eating some pizza... but after that
everything seemed a blur.
He noticed he was being held too close to escape, even if he wanted to. So, he
just let out a content sigh and returned to his mind's inner peace chamber.
***** Chapter 13 *****
Chapter Summary
     They wake up in the middle of the night and Ed is even worse.
Chapter Notes
     THIS is where the story is going to veer from the original. Because
     the original sucked. And it lead into an awkward, unrealistic ending.
     So fuck it. It's different!
Roy blinked his eyes a few times before he realized where he was. The clock
read 3:47 AM and he wasn't sure why he had woken up so early. Until he saw
Edward. The moonlight from the window was enough to see the room fairly well.
The young teenager was laying in bed sweating. Roy noticed the blonde locks
stuck to his forehead. When he went to move them, it felt like his hand had
touched an oven.
He gently shook Ed to wake him up. "Edward?" He questioned softly.
Ed opened his eyes to see Roy looking concernedly at him.
His stomach was extremely nauseous.
"Roy," He said with what little air he felt that he had, "I don't feel so
well."
"Shhhh... Ed," He hushed calmly, "What's wrong?" Roy pulled the boy's head onto
his lap and began stroking the golden locks gently.
"Everything," He whimpered, knowing he was exaggerating a bit.
"Anything in specific?"
"My stomach, feels like I'm gonna vomit."
Roy carefully pulled the t-shirt off of Edward and looked at his chest. Purple
and brown bruises layered the skin there.
"Did your parents give you these?" Roy asked, trying to keep his temper at bay.
Edward merely nodded and winced at the motion of his abdomen. He felt his
throat burning and covered his mouth. Ed quickly jerked off the blanket and out
of the bed. He ran into the attached bathroom.
Roy heard horrible retching sounds and got up to see Edward on his knees in
front of the toilet. He was gagging and crying from the pain. He knelt beside
him and rubbed calming circles on his back while holding his ponytail out of
his face.
Edward just whimpered and sobbed. When he was done, Roy handed him a washcloth
to clean up with. After that was done, he lifted Ed up and put him back on the
bed.
"Ed, would you be upset if I brought you to a doctor?" He questioned
hesitantly.
A scared look came into Edward's eyes and he glanced at Roy. "I hate doctors
and needles but... would they make me go back with Izumi and Sig?"
"I don't know, Edward. They may or may not, but I sincerely hope they don't.
Something is definitely wrong with you, Ed. We'll wait till the morning and see
if you get any better." Roy leaned down and placed a kiss on his forehead as
reassurance.
Edward finally nodded and begrudgingly agreed to go if it got any worse.
"Oh come on, they aren't that bad!" Roy tried to convince him, jokingly.
"Yes, they are! They smell bad, the people are mean... and everybody dies," He
lowered his voice with the last phrase, enough so that Roy didn't hear him.
"Okay, well, let's go back to bed and see if your fever breaks. Do you want to
change your clothes, or stay in that?"
"I'll stay in this. It's comfy and I'm not in the mood to change really," Roy
nodded, walking over the bed. He put another blanket over Edward when he
noticed he was still shivering.
He lay back down and felt Edward's forehead. Just as warm as before. He looked
out the window, whose blinds that not been closed the night before, and noticed
it was snowing outside.
Roy pulled Edward close and made a prayer to a god he didn't believe in to help
Ed get better.
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