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The More I Learn to Care For You: Ed's POV	By : squallstorm Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3037 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Roy's
dialog belongs to ZaKai.

Chapter
3

“It's
around here somewhere,” Ed mumbled, looking down at a small
piece paper in his hands. He had scrawled the location very poorly
in his haste to copy it from the flyer the other day, and he
regretted it now. Nothing to do but fake it. Roy followed a few
steps behind him, pouting. Most likely because he didn't get his
way.

“So
would you like to tell me where we're headed now?”

Ed stopped walking and
looked over his shoulder. His warm breath puffed in front of his
face in the crisp winter night. “We're going to the Legion,”
said Ed, smiling at Roy as he looked up in surprise.

“The
Legion...that dance hall...? You're not serious”

Ed's grin grew with
Roy's disbelieving look. “Oh yeah...can't wait eh!” He
knew Roy would like it.

“I
don't dance.”

Yeah
right,
thought Ed as he shrugged his shoulders at Roy's joke. Ed turned
around and continued down the road. “That's okay, you can hold
up the wall while I dance with the ladies,” Ed taunted. No way
would Roy want him dancing with someone else. As they walked, Ed
could hear the faint sounds of music and headed in its direction.

“Um...this
way I think,” said Ed, pointing down a side street. He could
just make out the brightly lit facade of a building at the far end,
with lots of people milling around. He could even hear the music
more clearly. Ed picked up his pace, letting Roy follow as he
wanted.

Slowing down at the end
of the street, Ed waited for Roy to come up beside him. “This
looks like fun,” grinned Ed. He wove through the crowd
effortlessly. Sometimes he was thankful of his slim, small nature.
Only sometimes, and never out loud.

Pulling off his winter
dress coat, Ed thrust his hand into his pants looking for the five
cens admittance fee and plopped it down on the window for the lady.
She ripped off a stub and passed it to Ed, and held out her hands for
his jacket, which he passed over. Moving out of the way, he looked
back to see where Roy was. He waited for Roy as he paid the same
girl he did, and pass his coat over the counter.

“I'm
paying...”

Ed snorted at Roy's
grumblings as a five cens bill was shoved back into his pocket by
Roy. “Contrary to popular belief, my long hair does not make
me into a girl...” Roy could be pretty funny sometimes, and he
was in too good a mood right now, to let it bother him. Roy just
glared at him though.

“You
seem rather obsessed with me thinking you're a girl. Trust me, Ed,
I'm quite aware of your gender. Since I
am supposed to be taking you
on a date, I want to open doors for you, and pay for you. I guess
I'm just old fashioned that way. If you don't like it, get over it.”
Roy paused mid lecture, thinking, Ed supposed. “Or does
telling someone not to try changing another person only go one way?”

Ed
tensed. That's not what he meant to say. Crap! He did it again.
Well he'd just play it off then. “Yeah, okay. So when do I
get to take you
out so you can be the girl,” Ed wondered. Leaning in close so
he wouldn't be over heard, he whispered. “That means you get
to be bottom.” Good
fuck,
cursed Ed mentally, that was a hot image. One he wanted to explore
fully...and soon. Roy shrugged at him and looked around and then
glanced at Ed.

“I
don't know. You've never asked me out before. Usually that's what
people do when they want to show they're interested in someone.”

“Oh...I
never?” Geez, Roy was really serious about this. Maybe
he's still peeved at me,
Ed wondered. Ed's upper body sagged. Frowning, he stuck his
auto-mail thumb into his mouth and tried to think of anytime he'd
actually
asked Roy out. It looks like Roy was right. He couldn't even use
the excuse that he didn't know better, not with Roy always telling
him about manners and such, much to Ed's annoyance.

Well no time like the
present. “Well, you wanna go out sometime, then?” asked
Ed, looking up into his lover's face. Roy smiled first and then
chuckled at him, causing Ed to smile back hopefully.

“I
don't know...do you think you can handle taking me out?”

“Tch,
what's there to handle? We've been out lots of times. Come on,
let's get out of the way.” Ed grabbed onto Roy's hand with his
left and laced his fingers through Roy's, dragging him into the hall
proper. He could hear Roy chuckling behind him and he was glad that
the serious mood was gone.

Ed paused once in the
hall, his eyes scanning over all the bodies on the dance floor, and
the live band playing on a raised stage at the back. There was lots
of energy here. Grinning, Ed scanned the edges and saw a bar in the
corner. Pulling Roy behind him, he headed over to the line up and
pushed Roy into position.

“You
didn't have enough wine at the restaurant?” laughed Roy.

“Not
for me, for you. I can tell you're tense,” said Ed, smiling.
Spinning away on the ball of his foot, Ed trotted away. “Be
right back,” he called over his shoulder.

Peeling
off his jacket the moment he was out of sight, Ed hooked his finger
around the neck of his coat and threw it over his shoulder. He
hastily made the circuit around the perimeter of the hall and quickly
found the sandwich table. Loosing his tie he grabbed a few half
decent looking sandwiches, and continued around to the other side,
stuffing his mouth as he went and finally back to the bar to find
Roy.

“You
still haven't gotten any drinks!” Ed looked down the line as
he came along side of Roy, wondering what the hold up could be.

“Long
line.” Roy reached out and ran his hand along Ed mouth. “I
see you had no such problems getting food.”

“Eh?”
Ed reached up and ran his hand along his face as well, and grinned
up at Roy. “I'm still growing—and don't say anything!”
he said, holding up a threatening finger to ward of the immanent
short joke he knew must be coming.

“You
know, we could skip the line and just go back to my place.”

Ed
could hear the suppressed desire in Roy's voice and it was on the tip
of his tongue to agree. The allure of a dance, a public dance, won
out. “Then I couldn't torture you.” And
rub up against you, and grab your ass, all on the dance floor,
Ed finished.

Pulling
on Roy's shoulder to make him lean down, Ed whispered in his ear.
“No sex until the new year.” Ed let his breath ghost the
shell of Roy's ear and smirked. Roy stood quickly breaking out of
the hold Ed had on his shoulder and glared down at him.

“What?”
Roy paused, and then smirked at Ed before leaning down to whisper in
his ear. “How about no sex until you can take me out on a
successful date.”

A
delicious shiver worked it way down his back at the touch of Roy's
breath on his ear. Roy was teasing him surely. What was
'successful' anyway? Ed motioned for Roy to turn his head so he
could whisper back. “The new year's closer...but if you want
to wait, fine,” said Ed. Bluffing was his specialty. He'd
make Roy bend first. Roy had been suggesting it all night long,
after all. Shrugging his shoulders Ed took a half step away to show
that he could care less about Roy's suggestion. Out of the corner of
his eye, he could see Roy stand up and shrug.

“As
you wish.”

He
watched as Roy finally stepped up to the bar and ordered some island
tea drink, and pouted. Roy fucking called his bluff, and raised it!
Ed moved to the side to wait for Roy. He needed to try to convince
Roy not to follow through with his 'successful' date plan. All too
soon, Roy was walking towards him with a tall glass in hand. He'd
have to wing it.

“So
are you going to dance with me or just laze around? There are so
many people out there, that no one would notice us,” said Ed as
he pointed towards the dance floor. So many people out there that on
one would notice them groping each other. Roy just shrugged at him
and took a drink.

“No,
I'll just 'laze' over by the wall watching you try to find someone to
dance with. I'm sure I'll find plenty of pleasant company near the
wall.”

Just
like that, Roy walked away from Ed, leaving him feeling lonely.
Thrusting out his bottom lip, Ed wondered what he should do now. He
could play along he supposed, and dance while Roy did...whatever.
This wasn't how it was supposed to be! Ed turned around and punched
the wall with his left hand, hard enough to make his knuckles sting.

- - - -

Ed moved his dance
partner around so he could see what Roy was up to now. Several times
he had simply stopped mid-dance, and glared daggers at Roy, and now
he was talking up a new woman who was practically in his lap, she was
leaning too fucking close. Mumbling some half formed excuse to his
dance partner, Ed brushed past and stalked across the hall, ready to
give Roy a piece of his mind. If this wasn't a game, he was going to
punch Roy in the face.

As he neared the table,
he silently commanded the woman to look up at him so he could kill
her with his gaze. He must have looked pretty pissed, because a few
of the party goers scrambled to get out of his way. He noticed Roy
turn his head slightly and he could have sworn that he saw Ed coming,
but he turned back to the woman and continued flirting with her.

Coming up behind Roy's
chair, Ed stopped and burned holes into the back of Roy's black hair.
When he didn't immediately turn around, Ed loudly cleared his
throat at him.

Ed's
gaze shifted to the woman as she looked first. He narrowed his eyes
at her. She looked
like she wanted to take Roy home with her...well he wasn't about to
let that happen, that's for fucking sure! When Roy finally turned
around in his seat to look at him, Ed brought the full weight of his
killing stare down on Roy's head. Die!

“Well,
Edward, have you been enjoying yourself?”

He
thinks he's so fucking smooth...seethed
Ed. “Not as much as you have bastard,” growled Ed. Roy
had the gall to smirk at him.

“I
don't know, I thought I saw you out there with quite a few nice
looking young ladies...”

Ed
could feel the blood rushing to his face and he frowned even harder
at Roy. “Can I have a WORD. WITH. YOU?” Ed ground out
around his clenched teeth. The woman was looking at him still and it
was really starting to mess with him. If she kept it up, he was
going to tell her exactly
what she could do about it.

“Of
course,” Roy said, and he seemed to grimace at him.

Good.
He knows he's in trouble,
thought Ed. He stretched his neck from side to side when Roy turned
back to the woman and started to be all polite, he even touched her
on the arm.

“I'm
sorry, I have to go now. It was a pleasure talking with you.”

Roy stood and looked
over at Ed expectantly. Ed leaned to the side and glared at the
woman before gripping Roy's arm above the elbow with his auto-mail,
and dragged him off. He couldn't resist...looking over his shoulder
at the woman he stuck his tongue out at her.

Turning back to the
front, Ed hissed at Roy. “Bastard.” Ed squeezed the arm
in his hand harder, and dragged him towards the entrance to the hall.
“Trying to pick up some ass on the side? I saw how you two
were leaning into one another.”

“You
said you were going to dance with the ladies, so I thought I'd keep
the ones who weren't lucky enough to dance with you busy.”

“You're
such a liar,” hissed Ed. That fake charm shit would not work
on him. Letting go of his hold, Ed turned to face Roy. “I SAW
you. You practically had her in your lap.”

“Ed,
what did you think was going to happen if I stayed on the sidelines?
That I'd just magically become invisible? I can't help it that I'm
so charming and good looking that the women want to be around me.”

What
the hell is this shit he's talking now?
Ed frowned. Fucking
smug bastard.

“Really,
Ed, it's your fault for bringing me here and leaving me alone.”
Roy shrugged.

Ed peeled back his lips
and snarled at Roy. Roy was fucking enjoying this? “I just
wanted to dance with you, but you were an ass. At least I went to
dinner with you.”

Roy laughed derisively.
“Well, I suppose we're even now aren't we, Ed? Yes, you did
come to dinner with me, but you didn't eat,” sighed Roy and
shook his head angrily. “You should know that I would never
cheat on you, or at least I would have hoped that after all this
time, you would know me better then that.”

Ed cringed at the low
blow. He wanted to interrupt but Roy kept going.

“Flirting
with women comes naturally to me, so that's what I do, but it doesn't
mean anything. If you don't want me to try changing you, then don't
try to change me. Did you see me storming out onto the dance floor
to stop you from dancing closely with those women?”

What? Ed never danced
closely...not on purpose. He might have gotten knocked into a
partner or two, but not close. Ed opened his mouth again to say
something, and again Roy overrode him, now looking hurt and angry
too.

“Try
trusting me a little.” Roy paused looking down into his eyes.
“I'm leaving.” Roy declared and quickly walked around Ed
and made a bee line for the door.

Ed stared at the spot
Roy once occupied, stunned. He had only danced for that long because
Roy had basically told him too. Plus he had hoped that if he had
waited long enough, Roy would have given in and come find him. Maybe
even say that he wanted his dance now...he was more pissed at the
fact that Roy didn't come to find him. Of course he trusted Roy,
with his life. How could he assume...

The woman he was talking
to didn't mean anything, it was just somewhere Ed could direct his
anger. As quickly and as hot as he had become at Roy and the woman,
he now felt drained. His anger diffused by Roy's misunderstanding of
why he was really angry. He just wanted a dance with his lover!

Turning around to face
the entrance way, Ed looked around the milling people trying to spot
Roy's coat or hair. “The bastard wouldn't really leave...would
he?” Ed wondered. Turning back to the dance floor, Ed's mind
went blank, trying to figure out what he should do. No matter what,
Roy couldn't leave yet. Spinning around, Ed rushed for the door, he
had to catch Roy before he left!

“Shit!”
mumbled Ed. Roy was just putting on his coat and walking out the
front door. Pushing people out of the way, Ed rushed outside and
skidded to a stop in the middle of the street, and turned back to
look at the hall, trying to spot him in the half light. His breath
came out in clouds as he searched. Nearly frantic, Ed turned around
and saw Roy entering a park directly across from the hall.

“Roy!”
yelled Ed. He launched himself at the older man, trying to catch him
before he got too far. “ROY!” Ed shouted. Misjudging
the light, Ed's foot landed on a slick patch of ice. His eyes never
left Roy's back as he stumbled forward, almost kissing the pavement,
but for his auto-mail hand being firmly planted into the ground to
keep him upright.

Roy walked past a large
wooden jungle gym play unit and out of sight. For some reason,
loosing sight of Roy made Ed truly frantic, and he ran faster.
Coming around the corner, Ed searched the darkness for Roy's form,
walking past the play unit.

Suddenly landing on a
large ice patch, Ed's feet flew up into the air, sending him
backwards to land on his ass and knocking his head, hard on the
ground. He lay there shocked at his new view, and the pain piercing
through his head, and more dimly his ass. “...Owww...”
groaned Ed, his senses finally kicking in again.

“Very
attractive. Your grace never ceases to amaze me.”

Ed registered that Roy
was talking but couldn't mount the effort right then to respond.
Slowly lifting his hand from it's sprawled out position, Ed gingerly
felt along the back of his head for any splits or blood, and lifted
his hand to where he could see it.

Gravel crunched, coming
closer to his prone body, and Roy knelt down beside him. Roy ran his
own hands through Ed's hair, looking for damage. He grunted at Ed.

“You're
fine. Your head is too hard to do any real damage. I should
probably worry about the ground.”

Slowly
working his arm under him, Ed propped himself up so he could look at
Roy from a more comfortable position. His shirt and pants clung
damply to his back from lying on the ice, allowing the crisp air to
affect him. Should
have grabbed my coat,
he thought. “Roy, I'm sorry, I've been a bitch to deal with
all night,” he said, looking up into Roy's face so that he
could make sure that Roy wasn't about to continue telling him off.
Shivering with more then the cold, Ed waited for Roy to answer his
apology.

Roy just grunted and
stood pulling Ed with him, and then he smiled, and Ed felt like maybe
there might be hope. Falling helped...it hurt...but it seems to have
helped.

“Those
words seem to come more naturally to you then they do to me...”
Roy said.

Unwilling to let the
idea of continuing their fight enter into Roy's head, Ed stepped
forward and threw his arms around his lover's waist rubbed his face
into the heavy cloth of Roy's winter jacket. At such close range he
was able to inhale Roy's aftershave greedily. The mere whiff of it
would make him think all sorts of lewd thoughts. Some of the tension
in Ed's body eased as Roy wrapped his arms around him.

“I
wish I could say those word so easily...'I'm sorry'...I'm much to
proud sometimes to say them...” Roy's hand rubbed comforting
circles into Ed's wet, sore back. “You haven't been a bitch
all night, but yeah, you've been a handful...”

“Yeah
I have...” Of course he'd been a bitch. A proper annoying,
childish bitch. “I just wanted to dance with you,”
whined Ed. Roy stoked his hair as he talked, making him feel a
little better about it all.

“You
know...I really can't dance...”

Roy's voice rumbled
under Ed's ear that rested on his lover's chest, and Ed held on
tighter. He had really fucked up tonight. He could have lost all
this. It made a bolt of fear lance its way down to his stomach at
the mere thought of never being with Roy again.

“I
drive better then I dance...”

Ed snorted. Wow, that
must be bad. “There's not much to know for a slow dance...”
said Ed, talking into Roy chest.

“You
say that now. I assume you cherish your remaining foot?”

“Can
you sway? You could do that at least, and leave your feet planted,”
pleaded Ed, looking up finally to see Roy's face. Roy leaned away
slightly so that he could look down at him. “How about it?”
asked Ed, shivering in the cold. His shirt was definitely getting
stiff in the cold air as it began to freeze.

Roy pulled away then,
and pulled at the sleeve of his jacket to remove it, and threw it
over Ed's much smaller frame. “I guess so,” said Roy.
“Um...you start...”

Ed rolled his eyes at
Roy's unease. “Just hold me like before, okay...my teacher
said dancing was like self defense, so she made us learn. This was
how I first started.” Ed resumed his hold on Roy's waist, and
began to sway gently from side to side. Roy stiffened under his lead
and then moved with him, slowly. Turning his head to the side, Ed
laid his cheek on Roy's chest, enjoying the moment.

“Yeah,
I can understand that. I feel like defending myself right now.”

Ed snorted and then
laughed at Roy's comment. “See, not that hard right?” he
asked, without looking up.

“I
feel like an idiot...” muttered Roy.

“Well
at least you don't look like one,” quipped Ed, and closed his
eyes.

“TEN!”

Roy stopped swaying, and
Ed looked up concerned. “What?” asked Ed, looking up
into Roy's face puzzled as to why he stopped.

“NINE!”

“It's
the count down. Listen.”

Ed turned his head
towards the Legion to better catch the sound.

“EIGHT!”

Ed grinned up at Roy.

“How
nice of them to shout it just so we'd know.”

Grinning back at Roy's
smug smirk, Ed thought that maybe this was going to be the best New
Year's, ever. “Yeah, we must remember to thank them cuz we're
too pig headed to stay inside,” said Ed sarcastically.

“SEVEN!”

“Perhaps,”
murmured Roy, he reached down and to cup Ed's chin lifting it upward.

“SIX!”

Leaning up on his tip
toes, Ed closed the distance between them. He was more then ready
for a kiss now. In fact, thinking back on it, he didn't get one all
night.

“FIVE!”

Roy smiled at him and
leaned over at the last moment to place a kiss on Ed's cheek.

“FOUR!”

“You
missed...” said Ed, narrowing his eyes.

“I
never miss,” murmured Roy. He moved across and placed a kiss
on Ed's other cheek.

“THREE!”

“Wrong
again,” murmured Ed, thoroughly enjoying this game regardless.
Roy moved forward and placed a kiss on his forehead.

“TWO!”

“Nope...”
Ed murmured again, his eyes half closed already. Roy kissed his
nose.

“ONE!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

Roy leaned down and
claimed Ed's mouth in a firm kiss. Running his hands up Roy's back,
Ed moved his head forward in an effort to show how much Roy meant to
him through his lips. Ed could feel Roy smiling somewhat before
slipping his tongue into his mouth, making him weak with need.

Groaning at the
sensation of Roy's tongue in his mouth, Ed pushed his own tongue into
Roy's, but was pushed back again. Roy shifted, and the next thing Ed
knew, his awaken groin was being fondled through the cloth of his
pants. Gripping on to Roy's broad back, lust and desire to have Roy
just rip his clothes off right here made him lean into Roy for
support.

Ed
dimly noted a tug at his shirt, before a cold hand pinched and rubbed
one of his nipples. Breaking the kiss, Ed gasped into the night air.
“Roy,” Ed moaned his lover's name. “Are
we...here?” Please
say yes,
Ed thought. With one final squeeze on his groin, Roy stepped back,
smirking at him.

“Of
course not. I told you. No sex until you take me out on a
successful date.”

“What?”
To his lust fogged brain, Ed couldn't figure out just what Roy was
talking about.

“Remember?”
Roy wiggled his finger at him, like he was a bad boy. “No sex
until you take me out on a successful date. You agreed to it,”
sighed Roy. “I guess you'd better turn in your state job for
one with the church as some sort of male nun...”

Roy chuckled, making
puffs of cloud in the cold, and Ed's jaw dropped. “Really? No
sex until my date with you? What's your definition of successful?
Let's go on a date right now!” No way was Roy going to do this
for real...right? Roy's grin got even wider, making Ed worry for his
poor, overactive, teenage libido.

“Well
of course, I have to have a good time. You have to make me want
to have sex with you. It's a shame you've never dated a woman, Ed.
It's a real challenge to get them into bed. You have to know just
what they like, and how to talk to them, what to do for them.”
Roy paused a moment and then grinned. “You remember the date
we had where I first got you into bed? It took me quite a while to
figure out just what made you tick. Hamburgers and sparing would
never have been my first choice, but...” shrugged Roy. “It
was perfect date for you.”

Throughout Roy little
speech, Ed could only stare. He was really fucking serious!
Groaning, Ed cradled his head in his hands, blocking Roy from his
sight. “That means that I got to take you to a fru-fru
restaurant like that one? And you'd want some...” Ed lifted
one off his hands of his face waved it vaguely, “sort of gift.”
Ed looked up at Roy, worried. “And then what else? Um...”
It was really hard to think when he was horny.

Roy snickered at him.
“Well, I don't know Ed...How well do you really know me? It
will all be trial and error.”

Ed followed Roy with his
eyes as his lover turned and started to head back to the hall. Roy
stopped after a few more steps and looked over his shoulder him.

“But
remember you said you wanted to be on top. If you want it you're
going to have to earn it.”

Stupid
shit-eater grin! Only I'm allowed to do that,
Ed mentally cried. He was going to die of blue balls before he would
get this right.

“Let's
get your coat and get out of here.”

“Doh!”
whined Ed, loudly. He scrambled after Roy's retreating back, making
sure to watch his footing this time. “This sucks!” he
yelled across the park.

--To be Continued--

Be sure to check out
ZaKai's version of this to see how Roy reacts to Ed!

More angst on the way XD
wait for it haha!
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