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Chapter 3
It’s All Wrong
By Kumiko
Summary: When Ed returns to Central after being gone for a few years, he found his only love married with a child. They made a promise before he left, he broke it. How will Ed cope with this change of events? *YAOI* *LEMON* *suicide attempt* possible deathfic. Ed/Roy Roy/Aria. Characters may be OOC. In my story, Al has his body back!
Forgot the mention it but in this story. Ed= 18 Al= 17 Roy= like 32 I think
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, one can wish though. Aria is a made up character just for this story DON’T TAKE HER AWAY!
Chapter 3
Ed nodded. Once the door was closed, he heard Al and Mustang talking before their footsteps began to fade away. He took a deep breath and went to stretch, but when he did so, he doubled over in pain. Screaming, he grabbed his stomach and fell to the floor on his knees. Pain raced through his body as he tried his best to get back up on the bed. Soon, however, the pain grew too bad for his body to handle. He fainted, hitting his head on the metal bar on the bed.
After a few hours, a nurse entered the room and screamed. She had found Ed, unconscious on the floor almost bleeding to death. Without hesitation, she got the other nurses to help get him onto his bed before trying their best to save him.
The sun was rising into the sky before they were able to get him stable enough to leave on his own. He was unconscious for most of the day, not realizing that both Al and Mustang had stopped to visit. A dull pain raced through his body whenever he was awake. The nurses had tried to give him painkillers but either his body would reject them or he would refuse to take them. Either way, his body was in a state of constant pain.
Four days passed before the doctors finally gave them the OK to release him. The pain was gone from his body yet the scar left on his wrist was a constant reminder to what he had done to himself. Whenever he was alone, he was always tracing the scar and thinking about Mustang. It never occurred to him that maybe Aria had done something to what she had given him. He wanted to believe that Mustang had found happiness in the world finally. If that meant that he would have to give up his love to some woman he was certainly going to try to forget.
"Ed? Someone is here to see you," Winry said, peeking in the doorway of Ed's room.
Ed turned around slowly and saw Mustang standing in the doorway with Winry. He quickly turned away from them, wishing that he would leave and he would stay in the same thought. Right now he didn't want to see him, he wasn’t ready to accept that he was thrown to the side and forgotten. Even if that wasn't what Mustang had done, that is what Ed felt had happened.
"Ed, let me explain this better," Mustang began once Winry had left them alone. "I-I never forgot about you, Ed, but I almost died that day when I received that message.” He shook his head, walking up to him. “I’m sorry. Had I known that you were still alive I would’ve waited even after I received that message.”
“But you didn’t,” Ed said in a barely audible voice. “You promised me that no matter what, you would wait. I made you promise that you had to see my body before going off with someone.”
Mustang slowly wrapped his arms around Ed’s shoulders, pulling him close.
Ed pushed away, backing up against the wall, facing him. “Don’t touch me,” he said, “I don’t want to talk to you anymore. You’ve ruined my life the day I came back! Why? Why did you have to do that?”
“Please, Ed, I didn’t know,” Mustang tried to reason with him.
“LEAVE!” Ed yelled, tears now running down his face like a river.
Mustang stared at Ed, he had never seen him this way. In his mind he wanted to respect Ed’s wishes and leave but his heart was telling him to stay and comfort him. Going against what he mind was telling him, he slowly made his way toward Ed. When he finally reached him, Ed had backed himself into corner, fear filled his golden eyes. Again, he wrapped his arm, holding Ed tightly to his chest, not letting go. He could feel the smaller man fighting him for awhile before finally he gave up. As he held him, Mustang felt Ed’s hands shaking against his own chest.
Soon he could hear Ed’s quiet crying against his chest. Trying his best, Mustang slowly rubbed Ed’s back with his hand, wanting to comfort him.
“I love you, Ed,” Mustang whispered, pressing closer to Ed. “I never told you that in person but I mean it. You were the only one I ever wanted.”
Ed wrapped his arms around Mustang’s waist, hands still shaking. “I can’t forgive you,” Ed whispered, “you lied to me.”
“No,” Mustang said, shaking his head, “don’t say that.”
“Leave me alone!” Ed screamed into his chest, his mind was beginning to fade. His eyes grew blurry from the tears that filled them. It wasn’t long until he felt his body begin to collapse, leaning more on Mustang for support.
“Ed!” Mustang yelled, feeling Ed get heavily suddenly. “What’s wrong? ED?”
“Stop…” Ed said, whispering, slowly falling out of Mustang’s grip. “Let… go…”
“Ed?”
Suddenly, Ed stood, staring at Mustang. “You should leave,” he said, “I need to sleep.”
Mustang watched as Ed climbed into his bed, sighing. “Would you please just trust me? I wish you could just do that one thing for me before you forget me,” he said before he left.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*Three Years Earlier*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Fullmetal,” Mustang said as Ed entered his office. “They say that there are strange occurrences in the north. I’d like you to go and investigate them.”
“Aww, come on, not another mission so soon, General,” Ed said, flopping down on the couch. “I just got back from the last one.”
“Heh, you are the most competent in this field,” the general said, grinning behind his hands. “Plus I always like it when you come home.”
Ed looked over at Mustang, seeing the grin on his face. “Bastard, that’s the only reason you send me on these things.”
Mustang stood up from behind his chair and walked over to him. Leaning down he placed his forehead on Ed’s, leaning against the back of the couch. Slowly, he moved his and pressed his lips against Ed’s, feeling the younger man jump at the feather light touch. The general grinned as he stood, breaking the kiss.
“Now, remember, your train leaves tomorrow morning at 10 sharp,” Mustang said, lightly trailing his fingers along Ed’s jaw line.
“Roy…” Ed said, quietly, looking at Mustang as he moved to sit behind his desk just before gunshot holes appeared in the door.
“Get back to work,” they heard Riza growl from outside the door. “You can play when you get home.”
Mustang smirked, dodging each bullet with ease. “You are dismissed, Fullmetal.”
Ed smiled, standing. Placing his hands in his pockets, he exited the office and made his way to his hotel. When Ed woke up the next morning, he found himself looking into Mustang’s eyes. He stretched just before sitting up.
“Good morning, Ed,” he said, placing a light kiss on Ed’s lips. “You seem rested.”
The young blond returned the kiss, smiling as he did so. “Good morning, Roy. What time is it?”
Mustang chuckled. “Oh, nearly ten.”
“What?!” Ed jumped out of bed, rushing over to change. “What the hell is wrong with you!? I don’t have time to play your games, you bastard.”
“Calm down, Ed, its only nine,” Mustang said, sitting on the side of the bed, smiling.
Ed sighed, moving over to the bed to lay down. Yawning, he curled up into a little ball beneath the blankets.
“Ed,” Mustang said, pulling the blanket off Ed’s head. “You have to wake up.”
“No.” Ed rolled over, wrapping the blanket around himself.
The general leaned down and lightly blew into Ed’s ear. He felt the smaller man shake beneath him as he went to nibble on his ear.
“Roy, what are you doing?” Ed asked quietly, although he didn’t move away from the touch. “It’s too early in the day for this.”
“You leave at ten, Fullmetal,” he replied, kissing his way to Ed’s lips. Mustang licked Ed’s lips as he pressed down harder, showing his true feelings about the young alchemist.
“OH SHIT!!” Mustang yelled as he and Ed ran down the street toward the train station, hair and clothing a mess.
“You’re a bastard, Mustang!” Ed screamed back, trying to put his red coat on before they reached the station. “I’m gonna be late.”
Mustang chuckled at Ed’s attempt to put his coat on as they ran. “Al will make them wait for you,” he said, running faster.
The two reached the train station within minutes of the train leaving. Ed hopped on, just before the train began moving away. He leaned out the window, waving at Mustang, yelling, ‘wait for me’ out the window as if he knew it would take awhile until he returned again.
Mustang waved back, nodding and sticking his hands in his pockets. His face changed expressions from sad to shocked when he felt an envelope in his pocket. Removing the envelope from his pocket, he found that it had his name upon the front. What’s this, he asked himself, staring. Slowly, he ripped the flap open and pulled out a piece of paper. It was a letter from Ed to himself.
General Bastard,
I knew you’d send me here sooner or later, you knew this place was a promising lead to the stone. I don’t know why you didn’t send me here earlier, but I thank you. I’ll come back soon, wait for me. Don’t do anything stupid. I ain’t dead until you see my body, got it? If it takes my life to get Al his body back then I am willing to do this.
I love you, Roy.
Ed
Mustang stared at the letter, wishing that Ed had not gone on this last mission. He knew that what he was about to do could kill him and make his leave forever, but he knew that Ed only ever wished to return Al to his proper body. Holding the letter up, Roy snapped his fingers, watching the letter burn as it’s remains fell to the ground.
“I’ll see you again, Ed,” he whispered, turning to return back to Central.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The general stared at the papers in front of him, why did I think of that day? He told me to wait for him, he said he loved me, yet I went and left him. Mustang sighed, tears running down his face.
“General,” Riza said, entering his office.
Quickly, he wiped the tears from his eyes and looked up at her. “Yes, Hawkeye?”
“You’ve received mail from Elric,” she said, placing the letter in front of him on top of the papers. “I suggest you read this now, sir.”
Nodding, he picked the letter up and began to open the envelope. He heard the door close just as he removed the letter from the envelope. His eyes grew big as he began to read what Ed had written to him.
TBC….
A/N: sorry to end it there but I felt that this was a good point to stop. Cliffhanger! Anyway, hoped you enjoyed chapter 3. I will work on the next one as fast as I can! Got a full time job so its hard work. LOL. Enjoy! Review with your feedback and no flames please, they’ll burn down my house.
By Kumiko
Summary: When Ed returns to Central after being gone for a few years, he found his only love married with a child. They made a promise before he left, he broke it. How will Ed cope with this change of events? *YAOI* *LEMON* *suicide attempt* possible deathfic. Ed/Roy Roy/Aria. Characters may be OOC. In my story, Al has his body back!
Forgot the mention it but in this story. Ed= 18 Al= 17 Roy= like 32 I think
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, one can wish though. Aria is a made up character just for this story DON’T TAKE HER AWAY!
Chapter 3
Ed nodded. Once the door was closed, he heard Al and Mustang talking before their footsteps began to fade away. He took a deep breath and went to stretch, but when he did so, he doubled over in pain. Screaming, he grabbed his stomach and fell to the floor on his knees. Pain raced through his body as he tried his best to get back up on the bed. Soon, however, the pain grew too bad for his body to handle. He fainted, hitting his head on the metal bar on the bed.
After a few hours, a nurse entered the room and screamed. She had found Ed, unconscious on the floor almost bleeding to death. Without hesitation, she got the other nurses to help get him onto his bed before trying their best to save him.
The sun was rising into the sky before they were able to get him stable enough to leave on his own. He was unconscious for most of the day, not realizing that both Al and Mustang had stopped to visit. A dull pain raced through his body whenever he was awake. The nurses had tried to give him painkillers but either his body would reject them or he would refuse to take them. Either way, his body was in a state of constant pain.
Four days passed before the doctors finally gave them the OK to release him. The pain was gone from his body yet the scar left on his wrist was a constant reminder to what he had done to himself. Whenever he was alone, he was always tracing the scar and thinking about Mustang. It never occurred to him that maybe Aria had done something to what she had given him. He wanted to believe that Mustang had found happiness in the world finally. If that meant that he would have to give up his love to some woman he was certainly going to try to forget.
"Ed? Someone is here to see you," Winry said, peeking in the doorway of Ed's room.
Ed turned around slowly and saw Mustang standing in the doorway with Winry. He quickly turned away from them, wishing that he would leave and he would stay in the same thought. Right now he didn't want to see him, he wasn’t ready to accept that he was thrown to the side and forgotten. Even if that wasn't what Mustang had done, that is what Ed felt had happened.
"Ed, let me explain this better," Mustang began once Winry had left them alone. "I-I never forgot about you, Ed, but I almost died that day when I received that message.” He shook his head, walking up to him. “I’m sorry. Had I known that you were still alive I would’ve waited even after I received that message.”
“But you didn’t,” Ed said in a barely audible voice. “You promised me that no matter what, you would wait. I made you promise that you had to see my body before going off with someone.”
Mustang slowly wrapped his arms around Ed’s shoulders, pulling him close.
Ed pushed away, backing up against the wall, facing him. “Don’t touch me,” he said, “I don’t want to talk to you anymore. You’ve ruined my life the day I came back! Why? Why did you have to do that?”
“Please, Ed, I didn’t know,” Mustang tried to reason with him.
“LEAVE!” Ed yelled, tears now running down his face like a river.
Mustang stared at Ed, he had never seen him this way. In his mind he wanted to respect Ed’s wishes and leave but his heart was telling him to stay and comfort him. Going against what he mind was telling him, he slowly made his way toward Ed. When he finally reached him, Ed had backed himself into corner, fear filled his golden eyes. Again, he wrapped his arm, holding Ed tightly to his chest, not letting go. He could feel the smaller man fighting him for awhile before finally he gave up. As he held him, Mustang felt Ed’s hands shaking against his own chest.
Soon he could hear Ed’s quiet crying against his chest. Trying his best, Mustang slowly rubbed Ed’s back with his hand, wanting to comfort him.
“I love you, Ed,” Mustang whispered, pressing closer to Ed. “I never told you that in person but I mean it. You were the only one I ever wanted.”
Ed wrapped his arms around Mustang’s waist, hands still shaking. “I can’t forgive you,” Ed whispered, “you lied to me.”
“No,” Mustang said, shaking his head, “don’t say that.”
“Leave me alone!” Ed screamed into his chest, his mind was beginning to fade. His eyes grew blurry from the tears that filled them. It wasn’t long until he felt his body begin to collapse, leaning more on Mustang for support.
“Ed!” Mustang yelled, feeling Ed get heavily suddenly. “What’s wrong? ED?”
“Stop…” Ed said, whispering, slowly falling out of Mustang’s grip. “Let… go…”
“Ed?”
Suddenly, Ed stood, staring at Mustang. “You should leave,” he said, “I need to sleep.”
Mustang watched as Ed climbed into his bed, sighing. “Would you please just trust me? I wish you could just do that one thing for me before you forget me,” he said before he left.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*Three Years Earlier*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Fullmetal,” Mustang said as Ed entered his office. “They say that there are strange occurrences in the north. I’d like you to go and investigate them.”
“Aww, come on, not another mission so soon, General,” Ed said, flopping down on the couch. “I just got back from the last one.”
“Heh, you are the most competent in this field,” the general said, grinning behind his hands. “Plus I always like it when you come home.”
Ed looked over at Mustang, seeing the grin on his face. “Bastard, that’s the only reason you send me on these things.”
Mustang stood up from behind his chair and walked over to him. Leaning down he placed his forehead on Ed’s, leaning against the back of the couch. Slowly, he moved his and pressed his lips against Ed’s, feeling the younger man jump at the feather light touch. The general grinned as he stood, breaking the kiss.
“Now, remember, your train leaves tomorrow morning at 10 sharp,” Mustang said, lightly trailing his fingers along Ed’s jaw line.
“Roy…” Ed said, quietly, looking at Mustang as he moved to sit behind his desk just before gunshot holes appeared in the door.
“Get back to work,” they heard Riza growl from outside the door. “You can play when you get home.”
Mustang smirked, dodging each bullet with ease. “You are dismissed, Fullmetal.”
Ed smiled, standing. Placing his hands in his pockets, he exited the office and made his way to his hotel. When Ed woke up the next morning, he found himself looking into Mustang’s eyes. He stretched just before sitting up.
“Good morning, Ed,” he said, placing a light kiss on Ed’s lips. “You seem rested.”
The young blond returned the kiss, smiling as he did so. “Good morning, Roy. What time is it?”
Mustang chuckled. “Oh, nearly ten.”
“What?!” Ed jumped out of bed, rushing over to change. “What the hell is wrong with you!? I don’t have time to play your games, you bastard.”
“Calm down, Ed, its only nine,” Mustang said, sitting on the side of the bed, smiling.
Ed sighed, moving over to the bed to lay down. Yawning, he curled up into a little ball beneath the blankets.
“Ed,” Mustang said, pulling the blanket off Ed’s head. “You have to wake up.”
“No.” Ed rolled over, wrapping the blanket around himself.
The general leaned down and lightly blew into Ed’s ear. He felt the smaller man shake beneath him as he went to nibble on his ear.
“Roy, what are you doing?” Ed asked quietly, although he didn’t move away from the touch. “It’s too early in the day for this.”
“You leave at ten, Fullmetal,” he replied, kissing his way to Ed’s lips. Mustang licked Ed’s lips as he pressed down harder, showing his true feelings about the young alchemist.
“OH SHIT!!” Mustang yelled as he and Ed ran down the street toward the train station, hair and clothing a mess.
“You’re a bastard, Mustang!” Ed screamed back, trying to put his red coat on before they reached the station. “I’m gonna be late.”
Mustang chuckled at Ed’s attempt to put his coat on as they ran. “Al will make them wait for you,” he said, running faster.
The two reached the train station within minutes of the train leaving. Ed hopped on, just before the train began moving away. He leaned out the window, waving at Mustang, yelling, ‘wait for me’ out the window as if he knew it would take awhile until he returned again.
Mustang waved back, nodding and sticking his hands in his pockets. His face changed expressions from sad to shocked when he felt an envelope in his pocket. Removing the envelope from his pocket, he found that it had his name upon the front. What’s this, he asked himself, staring. Slowly, he ripped the flap open and pulled out a piece of paper. It was a letter from Ed to himself.
General Bastard,
I knew you’d send me here sooner or later, you knew this place was a promising lead to the stone. I don’t know why you didn’t send me here earlier, but I thank you. I’ll come back soon, wait for me. Don’t do anything stupid. I ain’t dead until you see my body, got it? If it takes my life to get Al his body back then I am willing to do this.
I love you, Roy.
Ed
Mustang stared at the letter, wishing that Ed had not gone on this last mission. He knew that what he was about to do could kill him and make his leave forever, but he knew that Ed only ever wished to return Al to his proper body. Holding the letter up, Roy snapped his fingers, watching the letter burn as it’s remains fell to the ground.
“I’ll see you again, Ed,” he whispered, turning to return back to Central.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The general stared at the papers in front of him, why did I think of that day? He told me to wait for him, he said he loved me, yet I went and left him. Mustang sighed, tears running down his face.
“General,” Riza said, entering his office.
Quickly, he wiped the tears from his eyes and looked up at her. “Yes, Hawkeye?”
“You’ve received mail from Elric,” she said, placing the letter in front of him on top of the papers. “I suggest you read this now, sir.”
Nodding, he picked the letter up and began to open the envelope. He heard the door close just as he removed the letter from the envelope. His eyes grew big as he began to read what Ed had written to him.
TBC….
A/N: sorry to end it there but I felt that this was a good point to stop. Cliffhanger! Anyway, hoped you enjoyed chapter 3. I will work on the next one as fast as I can! Got a full time job so its hard work. LOL. Enjoy! Review with your feedback and no flames please, they’ll burn down my house.