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Unsettling Affairs	By : xkesshoux Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1906 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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General disclaimer: I don't own FMA, because my name is so not Hiromu Arakawa. :D

Each
individual chapter will have a different rating, different pairings,
different spoilers, and a different setting and timeline. Multiple
people were involved in writing this fic, I do not claim to have
written anything other than my own characters. I do however claim to
have come up with the plot, story idea, and organizing it all. The
others who write characters in this fic are well aware that I am
posting it, and contribute willingly. This fic is an ongoing project
with an unknown number of parts, with alternate storyline as of the
fifth laboratory incident. Enjoy!

Smoke
and Tinder

Rating:
PG(13? For one kiss...cursing...etc..?)
Pairings: Implied
and impulsive RoyxEd.
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA. Alphonse
and Roy were written by two of my friends, plot written by me. It's
like a collaboration fic.
Spoilers: If you squint I suppose
end of series spoilers, but I've completely rewritten half of it so
yeah. It's mostly just me.
Setting: Roy's office at Central
HQ.
Timeline: About a week after the end of the anime, and
no, things aren't exactly canon.

Roy
Mustang was not asleep at his desk.

Bored,
perhaps. Dozing, quite possibly. Asleep? No. Being asleep at one's
desk would be a lapse in duty, now wouldn't it?

So no,
Roy Mustang was not asleep at his desk, even though his face
was becoming very well aquainted with its polished wooden surface.

Outside,
there was a really...rather...really very loud pounding of boots
along a hardwood floor, followed by a scream that increased in volume
before decreasing, followed by a second scream in a similar manner, a
crash, silence.

Footfalls
that were far too dramaticized approached Roy's door, and within the
next second, Edward had barged in without so much as knocking, paying
heed to the fact that this was his SUPERIOR OFFICER, or, that his
intrusion was annoying for that matter. Smug grin in place, the
blonde alchemist dragged another boy behind him, with a lighter mop
of blonde and a dumbfounded expression on his face. "I QUIT!"

Roy
Mustang, beleaguered champion of miniskirts, wiped the drool off his
face with one sleeve and tried to get his eyes to focus on the elder
Elric's face.

"...Edward.
What a nice surprise. Sit down, why don't you. Have some tea."

"No
tea, baka Taisa! I.QUIT.NOW." Ed slammed the silver watch down
on Roy's desk, still maintaining that arrogant, cocky, self-assuring,
oh-I'm-plotting-something smug grin of his.

The raven
haired man paused, considering, expression mildly deceptive.
"Uuuuuuuuuh-huh. Might I ask why?"

The
blonde's pasted on grin faltered for a second as he opened his mouth
to make a witty retort and found none lingering on the tip of his
tongue, to which he snapped his mouth shut again and glowered. "Why
should I have to have a reason! It's MY JOB I can QUIT if I WANT to!"
That was childish, Ed. Very childish.

Another,
rather more pregnant pause. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh-huh." Roy
smirked.

After
getting dragged through the door of the office, Al turned his head to
look at Ed. The older boy looked happy, but Al was unsure why.
Looking to Roy, Al blinked, not recognizing him at all, but having
faith that Nii-san knew what he was doing.

Oh GOD
not The Smirk! Edward could feel the tension building from the
bottoms of his feet to the tip of his antennae, and was sure his face
must be red by now. But Al wasn't holding him back...Al? Ed blinked,
all possible seriousness or anger fading away to wonder and loss.
"Aru?"

Roy waved
a hand at Edward, trying to catch his attention. "Hello? Elric?
Your superior asked you a question."

Al
blinked,looking at Ed. He tilted his head a bit and gave his brother
a puzzled look before looking at Roy. The black haired man looked
pretty dull over there only saying the same thing over and over
again, and Al looked back at Ed, blinking. "..What exactly are
you quitting?"

Ed was
slammed back to reality as Al's words came back to hit him full on in
the face. He stared for a second, jaw agape, as though he had been
dealt the worst insult from the least likely of people. "N...nothing,
Aru...nothing..." Ed didn't even look up after his head tilted
to the floor, and he shuffled away from Roy's desk, pulling the
silver watch by the chain with him. It dragged on the floor, but he
didn't take notice, as he sighed, flopping down on the couch.

"...Elric?
Edward? Hello? Question. It needs answering." A quirked eyebrow
conveyed his mild annoyance effectively... Roy felt too lazy today to
do anything but conserve energy.

"I'm
not quitting..." Defeated, dejected, depressed. Some other 'de'
words.

Al ran
after Ed, tripping on his coat as he went. For some reason he felt
like he hadn't been used to a body like this for quite some time,
though he couldn't quite figure out why...after all, he always had
this body, didn't he? Alphonse then sat next to Edward and clung to
his arm, giving him a worried look. "..You ok Nii-san?"

"Then
why the..." Roy made a vague gesture. A number of words
presented themselves to him in rapid succession only to be discarded
one after another. "...display?"

Ed huffed
slightly, and turned to curl up on the couch next to Al, leaning
against the younger boy for support and at the same time in a
supporting manner. "It's alright, Aru..."

Roy
twitched irritably. "Elric. The question. Stop avoiding it."

"Why
the hell does that question even matter anymore, I already told you I
wasn't quitting..." The blonde alchemist sighed to himself,
ruffling Al's hair, seemed the boy had fallen asleep...poor kid...
"And do you mind...I'm not the only Elric in here you know..."

"You're
concious," Roy pointed out. "Your brother is not."

"And
it matters, Elric, because I say it does. Answer the
question."

"The
answer's right in front of your arrogant, miniskirt-obsessed face,
Colonol...." Ed was seriously starting to reconsider the
quitting idea.

"Answer
the question or I'll have you court-martialed for insubordination,"
Roy snapped.

Today was
not a good day to get on Colonel Roy Mustang's bad side.

"You
wouldn't be able to if I quit would you?" Golden eyes
pointedly averted his superior's gaze.

"Then
either resign, now, or answer the damn question," Roy
gritted out. A headache was beginning to form just behind his eyes.

Al
yawned, opening his eyes a bit to look around the room before falling
back into Ed's arms, asleep. He must have been rather tired. The
younger Elric then began to mumble something under his breath that
sounded vaguely like 'Nii-san' and 'Kaa-san' as a smile appeared on
his face.

"If
I were me, which I am, I'd have to say that you're almost trying
to make me snappy, Taisa..." He hadn't meant for it to
come out that way, but Ed numbly registered somewhere in his deft
mind that the words sounded almost teasing, like a purr...and to say
that that didn't get him jumping out of his skin, was saying a lot.
Edward was dead tired, and god knows he needed the sleep. Dull amber
eyes vaguely caught a glimpse of military blue and raven black before
closing to surrender to dreams.

The
Colonol put a hand on his phone. "Now, Elric," Roy
said, deadly serious. "I am not playing games. You are defying
my authority."

But Ed
didn't even stir, mind already gone into a dreamy oblivion, as he
curled slightly, blonde braid falling over his shoulder and onto
Al's, his head resting on top of the boy's. Edward was peaceful. For
once he didn't have so many burdens riding on his back. At least in
sleep he could be free.

The older
man stood there for a minute, watching the sleeping brothers, feeling
more off-balance every passing second. Fury was slowly giving way
to--something... softer. Roy swayed slightly, then abruptly sat.

Shortly
thereafter, Ed was slumped a bit more heavily against Al's smaller
frame (HAH! TAKE THAT!), and ended up causing the both of them to
tilt, falling over, but not waking either up.

Edward
shifted slightly and clung to the silver watch he still had in his
hands, mumbling something in his sleep.

"Neee....Aru....do
you...think that...Roy hates me..."

Startled,
Roy glanced up. Ed's face had that luminous quality that everyone's
gains in sleep--serene. His hair cast over his face in a bright fall,
scarlet coat half-open, he was the brightest thing in the office.
Al's face was turned away from Roy, expression hidden, but Edward
faced him.

Brows
furrowed suddenly as muscles tensed, if Ed's eyes were open they
would simply add to the look of terror and helplessness on his face.
He reached out blindly for something that wasn't there, whimpering.

Roy
buried his face in his folded arms.

Isn't it
funny what things hurt us and what things leave us untouched? Like a
flood that can't quite reach the highest part of the land. Like a
tornado demolishing an entire town except for just one house.

"Nee.....don't...leave
me....don't...don't go....Flame...."

There was
a glistening drop that ran down Ed's cheek from his visible closed
eye, hands clutching at empty air more and more frantically.

Roy
flinched. Silent minutes passed.

He sat,
tensely, almost afraid to look up. Afraid to see again that glowing
boy.

"Taisaaa..."

The
sleeping boy slowly relaxed once more, one arm hanging off the couch
and idly pawing at the carpet that he couldn't quite reach.
"Aru...no...I can't tell him...he'd laugh...and I'd cry..."

Roy
blinked. He was kneeling in front of Edward, looking into his
sleeping face, but he couldn't remember moving... Was this what
insanity felt like? This sensation of falling, of there being no
solid, dependable ground in the world?

The
braided blonde alchemist's nose wrinkled slightly as the smell of
smoke and tinder passed by.

Nee...Aru...do
you think...Roy hates me...

"I
can't...it...would hurt too much..."

Ed's brow
creased again, but this time it was more obviously pain and sorrow
that laced his sleeping features, as another tear followed the path
of the first, a sad smile barely lifting the corners of his lips.

Pale,
gloveless fingers hovered over Edward's lips, the urge to wipe the
tears away nearly unrefusable.

Roy
swallowed and lowered his hand. He needed a drink.

Ed's
eyelids fluttered open just slightly, weary gold registering blue and
raven black in a blur...but so close...

Still
clouded by the haze of dreamland, Edward turned slightly, one gloved
hand reaching out to brush against Roy's cheek, moving a few strands
of black hair before trailing down again, and his eyes followed, to
rest momentarily with the lightest touch upon his lower lip.

The boy's
lips curled into a tired, but genuine smile, everything felt so
distant and fuzzy...still a dream..."Just a
dream...nee...can't be real...but...I don't care...onegai...kiss me
again, Roy...."

The
military man froze.

And for
the first time in many years, Roy found himself obeying an order for
something other than means to an end. For something other than a
leverage for power. For something... that perhaps he wanted for
different reasons.

He leaned
in and touched his lips, feather-light, to Edward's.

By the
time it was over, Ed was sleeping soundly again, blissfully oblivious
to everything but his own dreams.

Roy
raised a shaking hand to his lips.

What was
happening?

What was
happening to him?

Looking
down at the two boys sleeping on his bland couch in the middle of his
properly anonymous office in a typical authoritarian military
building, Roy Mustang felt the urge to run. To run anywhere, as fast
as he could, shedding his stiff uniform, shedding his identity, his
name. He felt the urge to leave, to become someone else, anyone else.

Instead,
he only stood, waiting for his shaking hands to still.

The
red-clad blonde cringed as light filtered past his eyelids and his
brain shoved him back into an unwilling state of awareness. One hand
moved up to shield his eyes from the bright overhead lights, as
golden orbs opened regretfully, and most definitely grudgingly.

Edward
sat up and stretched, yawning, rubbing his eyes and turning his head
to look groggily at Roy.

"What
the hell're you doin' in ma...oh...right...not my room...gimme some
coffee..."

"You
can get your own, Fullmetal Alchemist," Roy snapped. "And I
suggest you remove yourself and your unfortunate brother from my
office."

Good.
That was good. No quaver.

That woke
the boy up...

"HOW
DARE YOU SAY THAT ABOUT AL YOU BAKA TAISA!"

Ed was
fuming.

"How
dare you storm into my office, then pass out on my furniture?"
Roy shot back, brow quirked.

In the
blink of an eye, the enfuriated Edward Elric had lept from the couch,
landing a hard blow (with his automail fist no less) to the jaw of a
particular Roy Mustang.

"You
INSENSITIVE.....LECHEROUS....(Sexy...).. .MORON!"

What
the hell was that??

"You've
got no right to insult somebody who actually WORKS HARD for what he
believes in!"

Ed didn't
even realize the hot tears streaming down his face as he glared at
his superior, hefting Al onto his back with the younger boy's arms
around his neck and legs supported by Ed's hands. It was almost cute
how Al clung automatically like that.

Turning
his back to Roy and walking to the door of the office, a bit slowly
due to the burden of his brother's weight...damn the kid was growing
way too fast...grr...Edward kicked open the door and didn't even look
back. "We're going to Dublith...goodbye...sir."

And with
that, he walked out.

The man
addressed stared for a moment at the empty door, realized that one
hand was still raised to his gaping hurtinglikeamotherbitch mouth.
Lowered the hand.

"Memo
to self," Roy murmured, licking his now-split lips. "Have
that insubordinate son of a bitch put in solitary confinement for
assault on a higher-ranking officer."

He wiped
the back of his hand over his jaw, moving into the hallway.
"Hawkeye?"

The
sounds of his footsteps faded, leaving the office silent.

Please
review, constructive criticism and questions appreciated, flames will
be deflected back at you by Roy. n.n;
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