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Fullmetal Alchemist › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
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1,734
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5
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Chapter 2
Ed is 15 in this story. Minor shouta when Roy kisses him when he's 11.
Chapter 2
Lying in bed Mustang recalled a conversation with Hughes earlier that day. It was evening when Hughes returned and the two relaxed at a bar.
“Mustang,” Hughes said, peering over his mug through square rimmed glasses at the flame one. “I heard about the assessment concerning Edward.”
“Yes, with Fullmetal.” Speaking his name Mustang’s eyes narrowed. Single points of light danced in his irises. Further in, a darkness black as onyx writhed deep in his pupils at the very thought of Edward.
Hughes also spied his lips drawn tighter than an iron gate and thin brows slanting down, hiding whatever darkness his pools might hold within.
“What about him?” Hughes asked, adjusting his glasses.
“It’s his behavior.” Lowering his face now blocked in shadow, Mustang raised his hands to his chin.
A smile broke out over Hughes’s angular features. “Something goes on when two people act like that.” Hughes knew full well his friend’s provocative behavior when dealing with Fullmetal in return.
“Excuse me?” Mustang’s tone cut in sharply.
Grinning, Hughes scooted towards Mustang whispering in his ear. “It means that maybe…” A pause, Hughes held his breath. “They like each other.”
The realization stabbed Mustang like a knife in the heart.
Maybe Hughes is right, that is what my cynicism and his defiance is about, the flame one reflected in bed. After all, nothing like this has happened with the countless women I’ve dated.
As he drifted off to sleep memories of Edward flashed through his mind. He remembered stopping four years ago in Rizenbul at the Rockbell’s right after the failed transmutation when Edward lost his limbs. Edward lay bound on the surgery bed convulsing in utter agony. Eventually, he froze gritting his teeth with eyes squeezed from the shock of raw pain. He wanted to cry feeling the cold bite of automail joined into flesh where his arm and leg were lost. Somewhere, in the darkness he heard a voice call out.
Hey, hang in there, Mustang spoke while Edward passed out in surgery.
Maybe he heard me then, the flame one reflected in dreaming. But somehow he survived and I knew he was special because no ordinary person survives a failed transmutation. Perhaps that survival gave rise to fire I see in his eyes.
Edward’s image burned itself in his memory from the moment they met. After all, no one defied him like he did. At the sound of the flame one’s his razor sharp voice, subordinates obeyed like a dog to its master, all except Fullmetal.
I want to know, Hagane, what is it inside you? The colonel’s conscious echoed in his sleep.
“Taisa, taisa…” Edward murmured in his sleep at Hughes’s house. “It hurts…”
Hey, hang in there, The flame one’s voice called back in Edward’s dream.
“Nii-san, are you talking in your sleep?” Alphonese asked sleepily in the dark.
“Help me, taisa…” a strained utter escaped Fullmetal’s throat.
You survived attempting human transmutation, the colonel whispered in his dream from memory. So survive this too and join the military and maybe you'll find hope instead of living as a pathetic invalid that suit of armor for a brother.
"Bastard..." Edward snapped in his sleep just as he had in his memory and dream. You don't know our pain, our suffering, so just shove it.
Edward's image burned in Mustang's memory came alive in his own dream at the same time. Though the blonde had passed out his emotions were so great he momentarily regained conscious. His shut lids suddenly snapped open revealing fire that burned in the depths of his soul. In his irises gold as bright as the sun melted to molten lava around his pupils, swallowing all flame in their blackness, two bottomless pits his soul gazed through at Mustang.
What fire, the flame one thought, drawing closer.
As Fullmetal's irises burned brighter, his lips tightened turning down. Captured by the colonel's they went still before parting slightly. The flame extinguished in his eyes, his lids closed again and he lost conscious.
Both Edward and Mustang relived the same memory as a dream. It got so intense Edward sprang up in bed, his back erect, and body coated in sweat.
"Nii-san? You're awake," Alphonse called softly through the moonlit room.
"He...kissed me, kissed me!" the blonde gasped between his breathes. "Back then."
"Who? What are you talking about?" the younger brother asked innocently, reaching for the light.
"N-no one, Al," Fullmetal stammered, rising up. He's wanted me ever since his visit to Risembool when I was 11. I forgot what happened but now it's so clear. A gentle night wind blew in ruffling Edward's hair as Alphonese turned on the light.
TBC
Chapter 2
Lying in bed Mustang recalled a conversation with Hughes earlier that day. It was evening when Hughes returned and the two relaxed at a bar.
“Mustang,” Hughes said, peering over his mug through square rimmed glasses at the flame one. “I heard about the assessment concerning Edward.”
“Yes, with Fullmetal.” Speaking his name Mustang’s eyes narrowed. Single points of light danced in his irises. Further in, a darkness black as onyx writhed deep in his pupils at the very thought of Edward.
Hughes also spied his lips drawn tighter than an iron gate and thin brows slanting down, hiding whatever darkness his pools might hold within.
“What about him?” Hughes asked, adjusting his glasses.
“It’s his behavior.” Lowering his face now blocked in shadow, Mustang raised his hands to his chin.
A smile broke out over Hughes’s angular features. “Something goes on when two people act like that.” Hughes knew full well his friend’s provocative behavior when dealing with Fullmetal in return.
“Excuse me?” Mustang’s tone cut in sharply.
Grinning, Hughes scooted towards Mustang whispering in his ear. “It means that maybe…” A pause, Hughes held his breath. “They like each other.”
The realization stabbed Mustang like a knife in the heart.
Maybe Hughes is right, that is what my cynicism and his defiance is about, the flame one reflected in bed. After all, nothing like this has happened with the countless women I’ve dated.
As he drifted off to sleep memories of Edward flashed through his mind. He remembered stopping four years ago in Rizenbul at the Rockbell’s right after the failed transmutation when Edward lost his limbs. Edward lay bound on the surgery bed convulsing in utter agony. Eventually, he froze gritting his teeth with eyes squeezed from the shock of raw pain. He wanted to cry feeling the cold bite of automail joined into flesh where his arm and leg were lost. Somewhere, in the darkness he heard a voice call out.
Hey, hang in there, Mustang spoke while Edward passed out in surgery.
Maybe he heard me then, the flame one reflected in dreaming. But somehow he survived and I knew he was special because no ordinary person survives a failed transmutation. Perhaps that survival gave rise to fire I see in his eyes.
Edward’s image burned itself in his memory from the moment they met. After all, no one defied him like he did. At the sound of the flame one’s his razor sharp voice, subordinates obeyed like a dog to its master, all except Fullmetal.
I want to know, Hagane, what is it inside you? The colonel’s conscious echoed in his sleep.
“Taisa, taisa…” Edward murmured in his sleep at Hughes’s house. “It hurts…”
Hey, hang in there, The flame one’s voice called back in Edward’s dream.
“Nii-san, are you talking in your sleep?” Alphonese asked sleepily in the dark.
“Help me, taisa…” a strained utter escaped Fullmetal’s throat.
You survived attempting human transmutation, the colonel whispered in his dream from memory. So survive this too and join the military and maybe you'll find hope instead of living as a pathetic invalid that suit of armor for a brother.
"Bastard..." Edward snapped in his sleep just as he had in his memory and dream. You don't know our pain, our suffering, so just shove it.
Edward's image burned in Mustang's memory came alive in his own dream at the same time. Though the blonde had passed out his emotions were so great he momentarily regained conscious. His shut lids suddenly snapped open revealing fire that burned in the depths of his soul. In his irises gold as bright as the sun melted to molten lava around his pupils, swallowing all flame in their blackness, two bottomless pits his soul gazed through at Mustang.
What fire, the flame one thought, drawing closer.
As Fullmetal's irises burned brighter, his lips tightened turning down. Captured by the colonel's they went still before parting slightly. The flame extinguished in his eyes, his lids closed again and he lost conscious.
Both Edward and Mustang relived the same memory as a dream. It got so intense Edward sprang up in bed, his back erect, and body coated in sweat.
"Nii-san? You're awake," Alphonse called softly through the moonlit room.
"He...kissed me, kissed me!" the blonde gasped between his breathes. "Back then."
"Who? What are you talking about?" the younger brother asked innocently, reaching for the light.
"N-no one, Al," Fullmetal stammered, rising up. He's wanted me ever since his visit to Risembool when I was 11. I forgot what happened but now it's so clear. A gentle night wind blew in ruffling Edward's hair as Alphonese turned on the light.
TBC