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Winter Remorse	By : Tears Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 407 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rating Information � Rated �M� overall due to chapters containing explicit material later on in the story. Check each chapter for individual ratings and/or warnings.
Warnings: angst and mild language
Roy stood in the doorway, blocking the brothers access to warmth and shelter. He looked them both over, noticing the way Edward was favoring one of his legs and how distant Alphonse was. He knew that no matter what type of discipline he gave, it would not amount to what these boys are going through. Roy shivered slightly as the cold wind engulfed the warmth around him. He grunted and jerked himself from the door frame and disappeared into the house leaving the door ajar to welcome the boys home. They both stood on the front steps in shock of what had happened; they had survived the encounter, they hadn�t even been chewed out for being irresponsible. The brothers didn�t wait long before following Roy�s lead and hurried into the house shutting the door firmly behind them.
They almost melted into the floor as fatigue racked over their bodies. They slowly made their ways to the spacious living room before collapsing on the furniture. The house was echoing quietly with the soft founds of a recently lit fireplace. The crackling, smell and warmth it emitted were intoxicating to their frozen senses. Quietly, something light and sweet met Edwards�s nose as he perked up from the couch he had laid claim to. The smell was coming from the kitchen, where he saw a still asleep Roy draw three cups from on of the top cabinets. Ed�s eyes retreated back into the living room were he found Al curled up on the recliner closest to the fire and a thick folded blanket draped over the opposite arm of the couch. So they had woken him up. Edward groaned inwardly, he hadn�t meant to disturb Roy. He sat there, feet dangling over the edge, looking into the fire as he started remembering his life on the other side of the gate. He didn�t want to be a menace to Roy or his brother but it seemed through his whole life that�s what he was, just something that brings everyone pain. As the fire danced around in its confined space Roy made his way to the living room holding two cups one for each of the brothers. He handed one to each boy earning a shy �thank you� from both, seemingly jarring them both out of thought. As they fell back into silence Roy emerged from the kitchen with his own cup submerging them in darkness as he turned off the light. The fire place was more than enough light for them all at this moment. He took a seat opposite of Edward, sinking heavily into the soft cushions. Edward glanced at him briefly, slowly mustering up courage to speak.
�I�m sorry for waking you�� He whispered, hands awkwardly fidgeting with the cup. Alphonse nodded in agreement as he blew on the contents pressed to his lips. Roy brought his cup down as he swallowed the warm liquid; relishing as it warmed his throat, taking in their apologies.
�It�s alright.� He replied coolly before taking another sip.
Edward frowned, he hadn�t expected that response. He was starting to get flustered again. Why was everyone acting so strangely, first Alphonse runs out in the death of night and now Roy was being�nice.
�You mean you�re not�mad at us?� Edward questioned, looking deep into the contents of his cup. Roy sighed lightly before responding.
�I said it was alright. I know you had other things on your mind at the time.�
Al shifted uncomfortably in hi chair as Roy and his brother talked. He felt guilty because he made Ed worry about him, resulting in having Edward go out into the harsh snow to look for him. Al felt so useless at the moment. He quietly set his cup down on the table next to him and raised himself out of the chair. He stumbled forward a little remembering the stress he put his body through. Edward noticed Al�s departure and turned his gaze towards him.
�Al, are you alright?� Edwards�s voice called softly, worriment escalating with each word. Alphonse turned slightly back to the living room.
�I�m fine brother. I�m just tired that�s all.� He partly lied, showing a quick smile as he departed into the near by hallway to his bedroom. He heard Edward huff as he slowly closed the door. He took off a good amount of layers he�d been wearing and climbed under the warm sheets, pulling them tightly around himself as he curled up on his side. He tried to resist but the urge to sleep was just so welcoming. Within seconds Al�s body relaxed and crept into his first dream in a long time.
Edward still sat in the living room, in the same position against the couch, cup held tightly in his hands, the contents still full. Finishing his however, Roy got off the couch, grabbing Al�s cup and wandered into the kitchen placing them into the sink for later. Edward still hadn�t moved when Roy joined him again. Ed was lulled out of his thoughts when Roy placed a hand on Edward�s, lightly pulling the warm cup free. Edward didn�t argue when it was set on the table next to him but he protested weakly when Roy began to roll up Edward�s right pant leg. He silenced Ed�s protests as he glared up from his kneeling position in front of the boy. Roy noticed that it was uncomfortable for Edward as a faint blush crept over his features when Roy scooted the pant leg further up his thigh. Ed hissed as Roy grabbed his ankle placing the hell of Ed�s foot on the top of Roy�s thigh to straighten out his leg.
�Where does it hurt?� Roy asked more annoyed than concerned. He placed a hand behind Ed�s knee to keep it from moving and placed the other to the side of it to gently feel for any abnormalities. Edward�s blush deepened as he felt Roy�s hands gently massage his sore leg. How did he know? Edward had almost forgotten that he had twisted it until Roy pointed it out.
�i-I don�t know what you�re talking about.� He exclaimed, more forcefully than he thought. It was so uncomfortable having the spitting image of his colonel kneeling in front of him, rubbing light circles on his skin.
�Don�t lie Edward, I saw how you favored this leg. How�d you hurt it?� Roy questioned sternly. Edward knew he was beat, he couldn�t lie forever.
�It�s nothing major. I just stepped on it wrong when I was walking.� He sighed.
Roy frowned up at Edward, making him look away quickly. Roy grazed a small knot on the left side of Edward�s knee. He traced it lightly before applying a very small amount of pressure on it, tensing slightly as a strangled groan escaped Edwards�s lips.
Roy managed to maneuver Edward to sit with his back to the arm of the couch with his leg propped up on the cushions. He made his way into the bathroom through the hallway and rummaged through the counters for the necessary bandages. Edward sat on the couch glaring down at his now swollen knee. He could still feel were Toy had been kneading it. He reached down and lightly poked his knee when Roy reentered the room.
�Don�t touch it, you�ll make it worse.� Roy barked, making Ed reel his arm back to his side. Roy placed the bandages at Edwards�s feet grabbing a bottle he�d brought along with him first. Edward eyed the bottle as Roy extracted what looked like cr�me onto his palm, cautiously sliding his leg away as Roy snapped the cap closed. Roy quickly grabbed Edward�s calf pulling Ed�s leg were it was to begin with. Edward looked up at Roy, concern written on his face.
�What�s that for?� He squeaked out. Ed inhaled sharply when it made contact with his skin. The cr�me was so cold compared to his warm skin.
�It�ll help with the swelling and any discomfort later.� Roy stated flatly. He slowly began to rub the cr�me around Edward�s knee with both hands making sure he didn�t miss a spot. Afterwards he wiped the excess off of his hands with a towel he�d grabbed and then proceeded to wrap Ed�s knee in the bandage applying pressure to the spot he had felt earlier. As Roy finished he grabbed Edward�s pant leg and pulled it gently back down his leg to its original state.
Edward sat, now relaxed, on the couch as Roy started to clean up around him. He watched Roy, but didn�t pay attention to what he was doing. He sank into the couch as he started thinking about the colonel. He was remembering the yelling matches they would have and the fighting, but he also remember how many times the colonel stood up for him and protected him, just like now. This Roy that he and Al had been living with had the same temper, same attitude towards work, even the same flirtatious ways with women, but there was something that the colonel had that this one lacked. It was something that drew Edward closer to him. Maybe it was what they had both been through in their lives; they both had suffered.
�Edward?� A voice called. It was soft and filled with concern. Ed looked towards it seeing Roy standing still in front of him with a look of disbelief. �Are you all right?�
Edward stared at him confused for a second but smiled up at him all the same, �Yeah, I�m fine.� There was an awkward silence between them as Roy continued to stare down at Ed.
��then why are you crying?� Ed froze as the words passed through Roy�s lips. He brought his hand up quickly not believing what he�d heard and brushed his cheek. He looked down at his hand and saw a clear liquid on his fingers. He had been crying but why? Edward looked back up at Roy in confusion.
Roy knelt down beside Ed again and placed a hand loosely on Edward�s tense shoulder. Edward caught his eyes by mistake. They drew him in, just like before. Ed could feel them now; the tears were falling freely down his face. He wanted the colonel here with him, comforting him, touching him, not this imposter.
�Damn it,� Edward sobbed, �Bastard, made me cry.�
Roy knew who Ed was talking about. They had spoken many times about the other side of the gate. Edward had mentioned a man that looked like him many times; his commanding officer. Roy sighed heavily not knowing what to do. Roy knew that the colonel had meant a great deal to Ed. Every so often when they would talk he would find that Ed was looking through him instead of at him; he knew he was thinking about that other man. Roy slid his hand behind Edwards�s neck and brought him into his chest wrapping the other around his shoulders. As soon as Roy brought him into the embrace Edward clutched onto his shirt tightly burying himself deeper into him. Roy knew that Ed wasn�t holding him, that his was holding onto the colonel. Roy slowly slid his hand up and down Edward�s back, trying to calm his harsh breathing. He�s never thought that this boy could cry like this; he was letting everything go, he was spilling his heart in front of him. Roy finally pulled back when Ed started to calm down. He brought his hands up and placed them on either side of Edward�s face, wiping some of the tears away as best as he could. Ed was tired, he could see it in his eyes; his expressions hadn�t been as lively recently.
Edward closed his eyes when he felt Roy�s hands on his face, taking in the soft strokes across his cheeks. Edward opened his eyes after a few moments but didn�t look up at Roy. He glanced outside the window still seeing the snow fall, and wondered how late it was. Roy took notice and stood up, outstretching his hand to Ed.
�Come on, you need to get some sleep.� Edward hesitantly took his hand but gripped it firmly as he was pulled to his feet. He took a step forward and wrapped his arm around Roy�s waist for support as they cautiously walked down the hallway to Edward�s room. Roy guided Edward to his bed and pulled back the covers as Ed took a seat underneath them. Edward shivered at the new temperature of his room as he watched Roy pull some clothes from his dresser and placed them next to him on the bed. Roy said nothing but patted Ed lightly on the shoulder and headed for the doorway.
�Um�Roy?� Ed called quietly. Roy stopped at the entrance before shutting his door and looked over at him. ��thank you.�
Roy just smiled, �Go to bed, Edward.�
Edward gave a small smile as Roy shut the door behind him. He hadn�t seen Roy smile like that in a long time. Ed began changing into the clothes Roy set out for him, after he was done he stared quietly into the dark bedroom, he could make out very few details only because of the moon light that shown in through the window. He laid his dirty clothes on the floor, telling himself that he�d tend to them tomorrow as he crawled under the covers, pulling them over his now cold body. He just wanted to sleep and forget about everything that had happened.
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