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Vergoldungaugen, Silberschimmer	By : Mayzen Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > General Views: 2125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from FMA, Characters (cept for ones I make up), places, nothin.. sadly and I absolutly do not make any $ from writing this, this is completly for fun.

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Ed wondered what to do about Ophelia; she was far too big now to be put
in a sling. It was either leave her at home with Al, or put her into a carrier.
Ed supposed if she did that it could be strapped down. She thought about this
as she sat on her motorcycle. It was many of the unseen �until it had been
unloaded; it was in crate- items in the storage unit. Ed had gotten it when
they had gone to the states to visit Roselle�s family. Once Ed saw the 27JD;
V-twin motor Harley-Davidson she had to get it. It was and most likely still is
a top of the line bike when she got it. Mostly everything on it was heavily
customized �to Ed�s taste- and had a rack over the back wheel to hold the
saddlebags; even those had been tamped with; they had the, a Flamel had been embroidered
onto the bags. It had been painted black and red with the maker�s logo still on
the gas tank. The woman leaned forward, settling her forehead on the
handlebars; still debating what to do with her feline companion. At least she
had already told Phoenix she was going to be a bit busy today. Maybe I�ll leave her at home, I�d prefer to
bring her with me but I don�t think Roy would appreciate being tackled by her
again. He seemed rather irritated the last time� And a least she
won�t be by herself.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Roy waited impatiently for Ed to arrive at his home. During their
dinner after the first lesson, they had discussed when they should have
another. The two decided on days the brunette didn�t have to work; which were
usually Sundays. Just thinking about that day made him conjure the vision of Ed
in the park where he had found her with a monarch butterfly in her hair, with
out a care in the world; it had made his underpants a bit confining� then and
now. She had looked like some kind of angel. An angel�? Roy tsked softly
at himself. If Edward was an angel; she would be an angel of mass
destruction. The day before the older man had purchased all the ingredients
Ed would need �hopefully- for whatever she decided to teach him today. He
started to pace around his living room, he heard the sound of a motor. Rushing
over to the window, upon looking out he saw the blonde straddling her vehicle.
As he watched the blonde moved a little�to get the stand down- Roy�s mouth
salivated. He found the site captivating; Ed in her usual attire and gracefully
moving her leg over to join the other on left side of the motorcycle. If he
thought that it was restrictive earlier; now they were down right tight. Roy
could feel his erection straining against underwear; thankfully he was wearing
loose trousers. As calmly as possible he went to open the front door.

Mustang waited;
leaning against the door jam when he had opened it fully. He continued to watch
Ed steadying her bike, and reaching to grasp the saddlebags. Roy let out a sigh
of relief that Ophelia wasn�t with her. It wasn�t that he didn�t like the
animal� it just seemed to him that it liked him a bit too much. �Where
is your cat Edward? And do you have a license to drive that?� Braided gold
swirled as she turned.

�I left her at
home with Al.� A fire lit up in her eyes that never failed to make Mustang warm
under the collar; as she took in the second question. �Not that it�s any of
your business but yes, I have the proper papers that allow me to drive,
asshole.� Ed speedily waltzed up to and through the door. The brunette held
back the urge to sweep her up into his arms.

�So what is on the
menu tonight, Edward?� A large and bright smile was given.

�Don�t know. Let me see what you�ve got and we�ll decide from there.� ��

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

What they ended up
making was Cordon Bleu, potato salad �Ed called it kartoffelsalat; which Mustang learned meant the
same thing- and some vegetables and the only thing that the man didn�t make
�to which he was curious about- sauerkraut. Roy of course did all the cooking; Ed
supervised and told him what to do when he asked. Neither of them noticed what
a big chunk of time it took; since they were have a good time. Both of them
thankful for no� kitchen disasters on Mustang�s part. Sometime �when there was
time- Roy glanced at the ungloved hands. He took in the look of the automail specifically.
To his eyes it did resemble the work Winry had done in the past, but� it also
looked more�real. At one point he could have sworn he saw grooves in the metal
that looked like fingernails. When everything was done, Ed took a little into
her mouth. �Very good, even better than last time. For an old man you catch on
quickly.� Roy has started to grin at the praise, but his lips twisted into a scowl
once the words �old man� reached his ears. He was thirty-five; that wasn�t
exactly old. �After warning her with a growl, he took in a
breath.

�Will you be staying for supper?�
Gold burned into midnight blue; curious about his motives. Soon her flesh hand
came up and ruffled her bangs.

�I suppose so; you go set the
table� I�ll go get us something to drink.� The man nodded and started to plate
the meal. It took Ed awhile to come back but she did; a bottle of non-alcoholic
cider was with her. Roy had to raise a brow at her choice; he would have
thought she�d pick some type of wine. She seemed to catch what he was thinking.
�I don�t have alcohol, if I plan to drive.� The older man smirked.

�Is Eddie scared to have a
drink?� he teased. Ed�s left eye twitched as they somehow widen at the same
time. Has someone called her Eddie before? He pondered.

�I�m fine with alcohol; it�s just
better for me not to drink if I plan to drive. I made that mistake once when I
was nineteen, almost drove into a tree and a ditch. So I slept in the car for a
while until I felt sober enough to
drive.� Roy held his breath as Ed told him that. Thankful that Edward wasn�t
hurt then. He promised himself that he wouldn�t ever tease the blonde again
about the subject. Inaudibly he leaned over and kissed her forehead;
to silently apologize. Her cheeks now colored in a soft pink; huffed.

�Let�s eat before the food gets cold.��

�Alright Edward.�
Roy said as he took the bottle from Ed and as he began to fill the glasses the
golden female quietly said.

�Bon app�tit.�

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Ed arrived home
and slumped against the handle bars a little. Shaking her head, she got the
stand down and made sure the bike didn�t move as she got off. Before opening
one of her saddles bags she looked around; all day she had felt that someone
was watching her. After dismissing the thought she pulled out Mustang�s shirt,
she had taken back the other one �since his scent had started to fade, - and
had taken this one in its place; because it didn�t have the smell of cologne in
the collar, just the man�s natural aroma. Her eyelids closing halfway, as the
shirt in her hand was raised covering the lower part of her face. The blonde
had been a bit surprised that Mustang had called her �Eddie� while teasing. A
soft smile curved her lips; Roselle always called her that when she teased. The
blonde chuckled at how much alike those two could be, when they weren�t even
trying. She was also inwardly glad that Mustang hadn�t minded the taste of the
pickled cabbage; in fact he seemed to actually like it. Ed jumped slightly as
she felt Ophelia rubbing up against her leg; successfully getting her out of
her daze.

Ed stuffed the
shirt back where she had pulled it from; then looked down at the little brat.
�Al must have let you out just now.� Glancing up she didn�t see Alphonse
waiting for her at the door, in fact the door was closed. Shrugging she walked
her motorcycle to park it in its proper place and gathered her saddlebags
placing them over her right shoulder. She didn�t bother being quiet since Al
was obviously still up; and most likely engrossed by a book. Ed hoped he
wouldn�t see the shirt in her bags. Before she went inside though the blonde
checked on Li-L�ng juǎn fēng; -who now was called
�Li� for short- who was hitched to a nearby tree. She gently petted the beast
�who nuzzled its head against her-; glad that she was teaching her brother how
to care for him� no matter how messy it was. Back on the other side Ed had to
trim and shoe Royce herself a couple of times; she recalled that Royce�s owner
did it as well. Ophelia dutifully followed not putting up a fuss.

�Maybe Al will find someone in Resembool to
shoe you, since it would be hard to teach him myself with out the proper time
and tools. Ed started to snicker about the breed of the horse. It always comes back to the bastard doesn�t
it? The blonde sighed as she gave one last pat to the colt and went inside,
Ophelia darting inside just before her as she opened the door. Al was indeed
reading and didn�t look up as his sister walked in.

�Welcome home sister. Did it go well?�

�Yes actually� and surprisingly�� She
answered as she walked past him. Those slightly darker amber eyes looked up for
just a moment, but they did indeed see the shirt -peeking out from inside the
bag- that Ed had procured from the good Lt. General. He didn�t say a word as
his lips quirked up in a humored smile.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Ed was at the train station the next morning,
seeing off her little brother and Li. The mustang was loaded up with most other
animals in one of the boxcars further back; and with nothing a lot smaller than
him of course. Before he had been put on the train, Ed had gently caressed the
horse�s neck and softly talked to the black beast. She was happy that she was
able to give her brother the basics �of caring and riding- before hand. The
Elric siblings hugged each other, smiling. �I�ll come to visit soon as I can,
Al.�

�I know, just call next time when you plan to
visit.� Ed laughed.

�Don�t worry, I will. The same applies to you
too.� The second to last call for boarding came. The two hugged one more time
while saying their goodbyes and the younger slipped from her arms; getting on
the train. Al waved at her as the train started to leave, the elder waved back
until she couldn�t see Al anymore. She felt Ophelia nuzzle her leg and stand on
her hind legs. Edward absentmindedly petted her head. �Goodbye Alphonse, see
you soon.�

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Ed�s first night by her lonesome; was like if
Al was still there, except she was cooking for one instead of two. As was her
habit of many years; so she had made meals for two and cursed when she realized
it. She knew it was gonna take some getting use to, but for the time being�
having a bit of leftovers wasn�t so bad. It was around eleven before she
decided to curl up in bed with a book. She stripped off all of her clothing,
throwing them in the direction of the hamper. She slipped on the white shirt
that laid about mid-thigh. Recently she had started to go to bed with just the
shirt, no under things on what so ever. The only time she did wear anything
under it was when she was in the around the house �boxers- or during that time of the month or when she knew
she was getting close to it. For Ed it had already passed; she finished rolling
up the sleeves a bit �again- since they always liked to unroll and cover Ed�s
hands. Ed wandered over to her shelf of books, looking threw them to see what
she felt like reading. While looking her mind mused and slightly worried if
Mustang would notice grease stains from her automail on the white �which is why
she normally wore dark colors- fabric. �The blonde did her best with getting them out
before returning them; so hopefully the elder man wouldn�t notice. Her finger
stopped at the title Alice�s Adventures
in Wonderland, and slipped out from between the other books. Book in hand
she flipped the top light off, and turned on the bedside lamp as she climbed
in. Near the bed was a robe like clothing �it used frog buttons instead of a
sash- that she knew Roselle use to wear in the mornings to cover her pajamas;
Ed would wear it for the same reason when she was in a hurry to answer the door
and didn�t have enough time for anything else. Ed settled herself under the
covers, opening her book; feeling Ophelia jump onto the bed and settling near
the pillow next to Ed�s body. She read until she dozed off; her head tilting
off to the side and the book settled on her chest.

It was in the early morning when Ed had a
hazy level of consciousness; still half asleep she felt a broad hand gently
caressing her hair. She could hear voices but not what they were saying; they
were familiar and comforting. Ed focused what little mind she had use of on the
hand; she knew this hand, she had felt it years ago when she was just a child
and thought to be sleeping at the time. Her muddled mind wasn�t able to process
the fact that this was impossible. Her eye lids fluttered a touch as a word
softly -in a child like voice- passed her lips. �Vati�⁽¹⁾� The appendage paused in its movements for but
a moment before continuing the gentle touch. The owner of the hand gave a soft
sound of confirmation and that was all Edward needed. She shuffled a little
before settle back down comfortably. On the verge of slumber; she felt tender
�fatherly- affection grace her brow.

�Sleep well Edward...I love you.� Ed smiled sweetly;
in a way that usually only little children could.

1) It means �Dad� or �Daddy�, from what I�ve
been told it just depends on the speaker if it�s dad or daddy. In this case
since Ed is not quite awake its
daddy. Thanks to Iriko-chan for this info.

Sorry
if that last scene was a bit on the sweet side; but I just couldn�t help myself;
I was watching episode 20 of brotherhood and couldn�t resist. Anyone who has
seen it knows what I�m talking about. Can�t anyone just see Ed riding a
motorcycle? I could and there it is. Kukuku. Sorry I don�t much else to mention.

�If you have any questions, suggestions,
anything you'd like to see in this story, or just anything in general e-mail me
at lumina_the_mutant (At) yahoo (dot) com, PM me threw FF.net, or review any
will do. Please R&R, until next time folks.
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