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The More I Learn to Care For You - Roy's POV	By : ZaKai Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3280 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Review Replies (well� actually
only one since there was only one� haha):

Amethyst-eyed Koneko:�
*grins*� I�m
glad you enjoyed the first chapter.� This
project has actually been pretty fun.� I
really get a kick out of writing my part, then reading what she wrote for
Ed.� I get all, �Oooooh,
so that�s what he was thinking when he did that�� haha.� Good question about the flowers, though I�m
sure if they were learned in that, or if they grew up with it, it wouldn�t� be to hard to remember.�
(kind of like us with the internet)

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The
More I learn to Care for You - Roy's POV

Chapter Two

Changing the Pattern

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�What
kind of stuff do they got here?�

Roy stared hard at his menu.� After a silent car ride, things were not
going as well as he�d hoped they would.�
Well, at least there hadn�t been any more problems with the car...
�That�s what the menu is for...� he murmured in answer to the teen�s
question.�

He
scowled at his menu as he heard Ed mutter something under his breath.� Probably better that he didn�t hear as it was
sure to be something rude.

�I�m sure
you�ll find something, Ed.� It�s not like
you�re that picky,� he said flatly.� He
hadn�t found anything yet that Ed wouldn�t eat.�

�Hmm...the lamb looks good.�

Roy felt a flash of amusement.� �Lamb...� he murmured.� �That would fit...��

Having
grown up in a rural part of the East(1), Roy had seen his fair
share of sheep and he could compare several of their habits with Ed�s.� Sheep flee when being perused.� That was an annoying trait of Ed�s when Roy wanted to track him
down.� Sheep never walk in a straight
line since they�re always watching their back.�
Ed too always seemed to be looking out for danger, though he had a right
to.� Sheep have excellent senses.� Again, a trait Ed shares.� Sheep have an amazing tolerance for
pain.� Yet another annoying similarity of
Ed�s... That made Roy
wonder again what had happened to the teen�s hand.� �

Clearing
his throat, Roy
said, �I think I�m going to get the steak...��
He glanced at Ed who was staring at his menu, then looked around for the
waiter.

�The
chicken also looks good,� Ed mumbled, taping the menu and tilting his
head.� Roy refrained from making a jab about how the
small, feisty chicken might even be a better comparison than the lamb.� Instead he watched silently as a section of
the teen�s loose, blond hair fell over his shoulder.� Roy
thought it looked rather good like that, but his lover reached back behind his
neck and pulled the hair back with the rest of it.� He almost wanted to ask Ed to put it back...

�Are you ready?�
Roy finally
asked.� As much as he enjoyed watching
Ed, he also wanted to get something to drink.

�I
suppose so,� Ed said.

At that, Roy glanced up and made
eye contact with their waiter and casually lifted a finger to show that they
were ready.� The waiter, an average
looking man wearing black slacks and a red, long-sleeved, button-up shirt, made
his way over to them and asked politely, �How are the two of you tonight?�

�Fine
thank you,� Roy
said automatically.

The
waiter glanced briefly at Ed, who simply looked up but said nothing, then
smiled before saying, �Are the two of you ready to order, or would you like me
to get you something to drink while you continue to look over the menu?�

Not
wanting to be accused of treating the teen like a child by speaking for him, Roy glanced at Ed, giving
him the opportunity to say something.

Ed
returned his gaze with an uncomfortable look before saying, �Er...both?�

Internally
shrugging, Roy
glanced back at the waiter.� Well at
least he�d tried.� �We�d like to order
before-dinner drinks, but we�re also ready to order our dinner.�

The
waiter nodded and looked at Roy
expectantly.

�For
dinner, I�ll take the tenderloin, with the rosemary potatoes.�

The
waiter nodded.� �And to
drink with that?�

�Wine.� Red,� Roy
answered.� He�d leave the exact type up
to the waiter.� He wasn�t too fond of red
wines, but it wasn�t too bad when paired with dark meat, which was the point,
he supposed...

�Of
course,� the waiter murmured.� �And to drink now?�

�Negrone.�
On the rocks.�
Tell your bartender not to top it off with soda either,� Roy said.� The last time he�d been here, they�d done
that and it had been a little irritating.

With a
nod, the waiter gave him a bland look, and Roy thought perhaps he should have made the
request more politely.� Looking at Ed, the waiter said, �And for you?�

Squirming
a little, Ed said, �Er...I guess I�ll have...�� He paused and looked back down at the
menu.� ��the lamb.�

The
waiter nodded in a business-like fashion and said, �To drink with that?�

Ed
faltered for a moment, then looked at Roy.�
�Wine...?�

Roy pressed his lips together in
thought.� His first reaction was �hell
no�, but their evening was not going to well... Perhaps a little alcohol on
Ed�s part would liven it up a little.� He was sure the teen could handle a little
wine.� Shrugging, he looked at the waiter
and said, �White.�� He figured Ed would
probably like white wine more than red.

The
waiter looked a little hesitant, though whether it was because of Ed�s age, or
because red wine traditionally went with lamb, Roy didn�t know.� �Of course...� the waiter said, then glanced at Ed. �And for now?�

�Ah...just
some water, please,� Ed said and handed his menu to the waiter.� The waiter nodded and relieved Roy of his menu as well
before walking away.

Ed
grinned and said, �Cool.� I thought you
were going to shoot me down for trying to get the wine.�

You have plenty of �whine�, I
don�t see why you need more, Roy thought, but kept that to himself in an effort not to
piss Ed off since the teen seemed so happy.�
Instead, he smiled and said, trying to keep Ed in a good mood, �Well, I
don�t see why not.� I mean, I think
you�re old enough to handle it.�

�Well,�
Ed said, looking a little smug.� �I
am.� I�m almost seventeen and a half.�

�And a
half, huh,� Roy
said without thinking.

Ed
quirked an eyebrow and said, �What?� What
are you smirking for?�

Ooops... he
thought.� He hadn�t realized he was
smirking.� Shaking his head, Roy glanced around to see
if the waiter was coming with his drink, as well as to avoid looking at
Ed.� �Nothing...� he murmured, then looked back at his date.� �See it�s not so bad, right?�

Ed
blinked.� �It�s not so great either...
this tie is going to cut off my air supply,� he said, tugging on his tie and
loosening it.

Roy scowled.� �Don�t do that.� It�s sloppy.��
He was about to say something else when the waiter stepped up to their
table. Setting a tall water glass in front of Ed and a small, highball glass in
front of Roy, the waiter silently slipped away as if he�d never been there.

Ed looked
over at Roy�s
drink, a clearish-red liquid with ice, and
pointed.� �What�s that?� Can I smell it?��

Not
seeing any harm in that, Roy
shrugged and handed the glass over.�
�It�s a �Negrone�,� he explained, even though
no explanation had been asked for.� �Has
gin, Campari, and sweet vermouth.�

Taking
the glass and putting it under his nose, Ed sniffed then said, �Can I taste
it?�

�I think
it�s too much for you,� he said hesitantly.�
Thinking that line might bring about an argument, he added, �Best you
just stick with the wine...�

�Oh come
on,� Ed pleaded, taking on the �I�m so cute, please give in� look.� �Just a sip!� Please?�

Roy made a sound of exasperation and
scrubbed at his hair.� He didn�t think Ed
would like it, but telling the teen that would only make him want
it more.� Well...if it was just a sip...
Trying to make it sound more like a bargain then him giving in, Roy said, �If you do up
your tie...�

Grinning,
Ed sipped carefully at the glass then made a face that said Roy was right, like always... �Sticking out his tongue, Ed handed the glass
back.� �That�s foul.�

Wanting
to make a quip about the blond being too young to appreciate a good drink, Roy
refrained and simply chuckled as he relieved Ed of the glass, then motioned for
the teen to do up his tie before taking a sip.

Once the
liquor was out of his hands, Ed reached for his water and took a few
gulps.� Wondering if Ed was ignoring him,
Roy cleared his
throat with a frown.

�Did it
burn your throat too?� Ed asked in concern.

Not
buying it, and now sure that the teen was trying to get out of his end of their
deal, Roy said,
�No...I�d like you to do up your tie...�

�Ah,
right,� Ed said, and moved the tie up a tiny bit.� �Better?�

Resisting
the urge to lean over the table and tighten it up for him, Roy scowled and said, �All the way.� It still looks sloppy.�

Smirking,
Ed moved the tie up more.� Though not done up all the way, it looked presentable at least.� Breathing out slowly in an attempt to keep
from nagging at Ed again, Roy
took a deep drink from the glass, then returned the
teen�s smirk.� �Of course, you know I�d
love to see that tie undone after dinner,� he said, trying to defuse the
situation and get Ed to give up whatever �plans� he had at the same time.� Lowering his voice, Roy continued, �Perhaps at my place?�

�We
can�t, remember?� We got another
destination after this,� Ed said, sipping at his water.

Grinning,
Roy said,
taking a sip of his own drink, �Oh?� So
it�s your place instead of mine?�

�Neither,�
he answered as he fiddled with his silverware.

Enjoying
the challenge of getting Ed to do what he wanted, Roy�s grin widened.� �Oooh?� Somewhere else?� Perhaps my office or...�� He cut off what he was saying as the waiter
walked toward their table with their meals.�

After
setting the food down, the waiter asked, �Does everything look alright?�

�Sure,
looks great,� Ed said.

Roy barely glanced at his meal before
saying, �It looks fine, thank you.�� He
wasn�t too happy about having his game interrupted.� He glanced at Ed who was turning his head
away from the waiter and rolling his eyes.�
Very tacky, Ed... he thought irritably, but didn�t say anything.

After the
waiter left, Ed grabbed his fork and knife, primate-style and, like a starving
animal, began digging in.

Normally,
Roy could take
the teen�s eating habits, but really...there was a time and a place for
everything.� �Edward!� Roy hissed softly.

�What?�
Ed asked.

Roy glanced around, wondering if
anyone had noticed the teen feeding like a barbarian, then looked at Ed who was
glancing around as well now. �We�re at a nice
place.� Perhaps you could try eating your food instead of inhaling it?�

Frowning,
Ed said, �Wasn�t that what I was doing?�

Making an
exasperated sound, Roy
took a proper-sized bite of his food, and chewed it slowly while staring at
Ed.� After he swallowed, Roy said, �Like that?� You know, small bites, chewing it more than
twice before swallowing...?�� He couldn�t
believe he had to give a demonstration on it.

Inhaling
slowly, Ed tilted his head and looked at Roy
from the corner of his eye.� �We�ve been
together for a while right?�

�Yes...� Roy said warily.� The teen looked like he was going to blow up
any moment.

Turning
his head to look him full in the face, Ed said, �You could say you know me
pretty well by now, right?�� Not feeling
to need to grace that with a comment, Roy
simply nodded and waited for Ed to finish what he wanted to say.� Whatever it was, he had a feeling he wasn�t
going to like it.

Instead
of continuing, Ed glanced down at his meal, took a small bite, then looked up.� He
chewed three times, then swallowed before taking a
drink of water.� �So,� he finally
continued.� �If you know me so well...why
are we here where you�re trying so hard to change me?�

Roy felt his eye twitch at that and
he looked away from Ed.� He wasn�t trying
to change Ed...was he?�
Picking up the glass of Negrone, he downed the
rest of it, and looked over at Ed.�
Sighing, he said, �I�m not trying to change
you...�� He wasn�t...� �I just want you to act...�� He trailed off and waved a hand, then shook
his head.� He did like Ed how he was, but
there were just some things that weren�t appropriate in some situations...� �While we�re in the restaurant...� he trailed
off and sighed again.� It wasn�t worth
arguing about, really it wasn�t.� �Fine... whatever.�
Act how you want, Ed.��

He looked
down at his meal and began cutting his steak, then took a bite.� He wasn�t going to argue about this.� Not tonight.�
Having Ed eat like an animal was better then the teen
screaming his head off, which was what he was waiting for.� Instead, there was silence from the other
side of the table for a few moments, then, �Excuse me, I got to go to the
washroom.�

Roy glanced up to where Ed was
standing beside the table and frowned.� Very calm.� Very un-Ed-like.�
Shrugging his shoulders Ed wandered off and Roy took a sip of his wine and watched as Ed
asked a waiter something, then headed off where he was directed.

Well...that
was different.� Swishing the wine in the
glass a little, Roy
glanced down at it, trying to think.� If
he didn�t do something, this evening was going to be shot to hell.� Replaying the evening in his mind as he
sipped on his wine, Roy realized that Ed really
had been acting quite calm and mature, and in a way, Roy hadn�t been.�

Ed had
changed their �pattern�, and in a small way it kind of irked Roy a little that he hadn�t noticed right
away.� Instead, he had subconsciously
been trying to force Ed back into the old pattern, the one where Roy was the know-it-all
adult, and Ed was the stubborn and reactive child.

Roy sighed and glanced at his now
empty wine glass.� He couldn�t even
remember drinking it all...� Setting it
down, he stared dully at the flickering candle in the middle of their table.� Now that he recognized what was going on, he
could either continue to try putting Ed back into the role Roy was most comfortable with him being in,
or he could try to change his own attitude and treat Ed more like the adult he
was becoming...

Which, of
course would be the harder of the two...

Glancing
the way Ed had gone, and not seeing him, Roy reached over and took a drink of
the teen�s wine, a fine light white wine, he thought, though not too light for
the lamb, then set the glass down and sat back in his seat waiting for Ed to
return.

It didn�t
take much longer for his young lover to find his way back, which was good
because Roy was beginning to wonder if the teen had pulled the �I�ll tell you
I�m going to the bathroom, but really I�m ditching you� routine.� Not that Ed had ever done that before when
they were on a date...

�Ed...� Roy said, then paused.� Damn,
but this was hard... �I�m...�� Just say it! he
told himself, but apologizing had never come easy to him.� �I�m sorry.��
He looked into Ed�s eyes for a moment then glanced away.

Sighing,
Ed said, �That�s alright.�

Roy shook his head and looked back at
his date.� �No...it
isn�t.� You�re right.� I have been trying to change you.� I guess... I don�t really know how to say
this, but frankly you�ve been acting more of an adult tonight then I have.� It�s...different. �I�m used to you blowing up at everything, but
you�ve been rather calm all evening, and...��

This was
even harder than he thought it would be... Feeling the need for a drink, Roy reached over and
picked up his wine glass then scowled at it when he remembered it was
empty.� Putting it back, Roy tried to think of what he wanted to say
next.

�And?�
Ed asked.

Running a
hand through his hair, Roy
smiled faintly and said, �And...it�s rather
becoming...� You not only look like an
adult, you�ve been acting like one as well.�
I just didn�t recognize it right away.�
So...�� He paused not wanting to
say what had popped into his head, but thinking that it might be best, Roy forced himself to
continue.� �I hope you�ll... forgive...
me...�� He stopped and looked away, trying
to convince himself that it hadn�t been that hard to say those words and
failing miserably.�

Thinking
that if he continued talking along those lines he�d really need another drink,
he looked back at Ed and said, �You know, your hair looks really nice down...�

Ed
glanced down at his food and said, �Well...after the phone call...I was
thinking...it takes a lot of energy to be mad... so I thought � never mind...
thanks.� I�m glad you�re recognizing the
fact that I�m growing up...�� He paused, then said with a grin, �Must suck now that you can�t be a
pedophile anymore.�

Shocked, Roy�s eyes widened at the
comment.� That little shit... �Fuck you,
Ed,� Roy said, then added irritably, �Are you going to drink that wine or
just keep it around for looks?�

The teen
snickered and said, �Just for looks, get your own,� before sipping at the wine
again.� �How about we get out of here and
on to our next stop... I know you�re dying to see what I have planned.�� This was said with an evil looking smirk.

Scowling,
Roy muttered,
�I�m only dying to know if it involves you under me, moaning and panting and
begging for more.��

�It
doesn�t,� Ed said, then frowned.� �Well, I suppose you could do something like that... but all those people might take
offense.��

Frowning
unhappily, Roy
watched a smirk form on his date�s face.�
It seemed that he�d lost his little game... and now it was time to pay
the piper...

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1 � In
the manga, Roy
refers to himself as a �country bumpkin� when talking to Colonel Henry
Douglass.

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