Fullmetal Fun

I am so sorry! I should have mentioned it in the last chappy but I went away to France for a week so I didn’t have a chance to update. Sorry about being super slow!

There is a bath scene, as promised, but it turned out a little different than I expected but I hope you all enjoy it anyway : ).

Please review! They are what keep me up and running : ).

Review Replies:

Baroqueangel- Aw of course I don't mind :), lol if that's what it takes to get me to update then I should be ill all of the time :D. Glad you're enjoying it hope you like the new chappy.

mina- Lol, Roy is a bit hopeless in the rain isn't he :)but then Ed can get RAGE so all's OK.

Amethyst-eyed Koneko- I'm so glad you liked it! Thank you! Al was being a bit of a twerp wasn't he but that's for later of in the story so I'd better shut up (zips mouth :P)I hope you like this chapter.Here's the bath tub scene for you!


I hold no rights over Fullmetal Alchemist or any of its characters, I can’t really draw and Mustang would end up looking like a potato, something that should never happen...shudders.

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Edward Elric was practically delirious with fever.

He was tossing and turning, one minute claiming to be freezing cold and piling on any blankets in reach, the next moment stating to be boiling hot and presently throw off any blankets which he had previously been huddled under.



Roy frantically searched through all of the books in the house looking for anything even vaguely helpful in such a situation.

He didn’t know what to do!

Flame Alchemists don’t deal with sick people! They play pyromaniac! Something which Roy knew didn’t exactly make him the ideal person to be dealing out tissues and chicken soup.

“God damn it!” Roy cursed in frustration.

From the vast array of books in his house Mustang hadn’t been able to find something even remotely helpful for dealing with the delirious teen. The closest he had got was an odd book that he had absolutely no recollection of buying about treating your cat for antifreeze poisoning (1.). Other than that they were all about bloody alchemy, something which normally would have been a good thing for Roy the state alchemist but Mustang was pretty sure Ed wouldn’t appreciate being transmuted into a chair or something, no matter how tempting the idea, so Roy was left to deal with the situation on his own initiative.

Oh dear...

This was going to be fun...

Roy Mustang the nurse maid...a frightening thought.

It had been bad enough for Roy getting Ed changed last night and somehow he couldn’t imagine it getting any better...

By the time the pair had finally managed to get home from their night-time antics in the rain it was so late that there was really no other option than to go straight to bed.

This had posed a problem, however.

Ed had been in soaking wet clothes.

It is a known fact that one does not tend go to bed in clothing that drips, custom recommending pyjamas.

Ed hadn’t been in a well enough physical state to change himself out of the soaking wet clothes he had been wearing for the past few hours.

This was something Roy Mustang had had to deal with.

Oh dear...

Roy knew leaving him in them wasn’t an option, Mustang was already worried about Ed’s condition, the teen was in a cold sweat, shivering and moaning occasionally, something which even the medically 

illiterate Roy knew wasn’t a good thing. It was the idea of getting Ed out of those wet clothes that terrified Mustang, and, for some unfathomable reason, caused his breath to quicken and pulse to race...

Roy supposed he must have been coming down with something too.

Yes, that had been the scene last night. A sexually confused Roy Mustang stripping a delirious Edward Elric.

I think I need to sit down...

As an after thought Roy considered the whole situation would have been far less mind-bogglingly embarrassing if Ed had just bloody stayed still!

Striping Fullmetal was a hard enough task but that the blonde just wouldn’t bloody stop wriggling made it near impossible!

It had all been going reasonably OK until Roy had taken Ed’s trousers off (the blonde having already been stripped, with difficulty, of his shirt and coat) leaving an Edward Elric clad only in his boxers, something Roy noted with horror, would also have to come off.

Doing his best to keep his eyes on the ceiling, blushing furiously, Mustang had reached down to the waist band of Ed’s boxers and pulled down.

Everything would have been fine if Edward Elric hadn’t, at that precise moment, decided he was cold.

Ed had been conscious, in a hazy, delirious kind of way. His fever had been playing havoc with him, causing him to feel achingly hot as he had for the past hour but it had now reversed and all Ed could then feel was a consuming coldness induced the fever.

This had been when Ed had noticed Mustang’s warm hand touching his skin where he was trying to remove the eighteen year old’s boxers.

Roy Mustang was WARM...something the now completely naked and freezing cold Edward Elric(Roy had successfully rid him of his boxers) deliriously decided to cling to with all his might.

As you can imagine, Mustang had quite a shock.

He had just turned around for a moment to pick up some pyjamas for the teen to wear (a rather fetching pair of Roy’s Mustang graciously decided to lend to the teen) when he suddenly had had a painfully naked, painfully strong Edward Elric launch himself at him and cling on to his poor stunned self with a death like grip.

Yes...quite a shock...

Poor Roy... he cringed at the memory with a flaming face.

All through the little undressing session Mustang had done his best to keep his eyes pinned firmly on the ceiling, hell, Ed was going through the indignity of having a guy undress him so he may as well spare what little modesty Fullmetal had left, but when Ed was clinging to Roy with all his might with NO CLOTHES ON admittedly the colonel was having a little trouble removing himself from the situation.

Roy could feel Ed pressing up against him through his clothing, Roy having had the foresight to swiftly change into a pair of pyjamas before dealing with Ed, and he could feel...parts...of Edward move against his thigh, the shock of the sensation causing the stunned/horrified (Roy couldn’t decide) Flame Alchemist to fall to the bedroom floor with a completely naked Edward Elric contentedly nuzzling into his back appreciating the warmth.

In the end Roy had managed to get the pyjamas on Ed, with no small difficulty, it had taken Mustang at least five minutes to recover from the mental pummelling of having a nude Edward Elric attached to his back and another five to get said Edward Elric off said back and finally (thank God) get some clothes on the teen.

Over all it had been an...experience...mentally scarring, yes, but still an experience, one Roy doubted he would be forgetting in a while.

Roy could only pray that Ed was so feverous that he wouldn’t remember the little incident, Roy didn’t think he could deal with any more trauma lately.

Back to the present and more immediate problems.

Edward. He needed to do something that would get Edward better...Roy desperately scanned his memory clutching at anything that seemed vaguely useful. In the blur of images and recollections something stood out. When Roy had been little he remembered at a time of having a fever much like Ed did now, he hadn’t been able to go to school for a week it had been so severe. His mother had been worried, the various medicines and advice supplied by the doctor proving ineffective and in the end had settled for something much simpler. A bath, a nice hot one to chase out those chills, and it had done the trick!

It was precisely what Fullmetal needed! A nice hot bath! It was warming, relaxing and not to mention hygienic! Yes, Roy considered seriously, after a good long soak Edward would surely be on the road to recovery. He was quite proud of himself for thinking of it.

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There were bubbles, lots and lots of bubbles.

Roy thought he had outdone himself.

A pleasant aroma came from the tub and a faint mist rose from the hot water. It was surely, Mustang considered, the perfect bath.

Now there was just the matter of getting Ed into said perfect bath.

He still didn’t consider the teen well enough to be left in the room by himself, Roy knew the steam rising from the tub would probably make Edward dizzy and if he were to faint in the water it would undoubtedly be dangerous. Yes, Roy was going to sit in the room whilst Ed bathed, make sure he was OK and all that.

The only small glitch that was that Roy was sure that Ed, even in his delirious state, wouldn’t appreciate being naked in a room (again!) with himself (who was, for the record, going to remain comfortable fully clothed).

Mustang was quite proud of his solution to the problem.

Bubbles.

Roy had specially put an obscene amount of bubble bath in the water so that Ed’s...you know...was effectively obscured by the soapy barrier. Genius! Edward Elric remains with modesty intact!

Now getting Ed into the tub...

To Mustang’s amazement this was surprisingly easy. He had expected a tirade of refusals and complaints about having Roy in the room while he bathed and Mustang had expected that in the end he was probably going to have to end up forcing Ed into the tub clothes on or off. None of this had happened...Ed had...agreed...Mustang was almost suspicious.

Ed was feeble, he was curled up in his room (yes, Mustang’s spare room to his mingled despair and horror had become Ed’s room) with that stupid cat on his lap occasionally coughing weakly. Roy could only imagine that Ed agreed so easily to the idea because the usually almost indestructible Fullmetal hated the idea of remaining in such a weakened state for long.

Getting Ed into the bath was also astonishingly painless.

Roy simply turned away as Ed undressed himself and eased into the heated water, ignoring the occasional curses of how the water was ‘so damned hot’.

Turning in the opposite direction to Fullmetal, however, brought Mustang face to face with the frog, who was still, to Mustang’s extreme displeasure , occupying his bathroom. It was simply staring at Roy with its usual froggy expression and for some unfathomable reason Mustang had a sudden urge to pull a face at the slimy little creature, only managing to restrain himself by sheer will power. Colonels do not taunt small amphibians, no matter how annoying their presence.

It was only Ed’s signal of “OK you can turn around now, Colonel Nursemaid.” (apparently Ed’s ego was somewhat dented at having to be mothered by his superior officer) that prized Mustang’s attention away from the little green monster.

He turned to face Ed and was amazed at what he saw.

Nestled under his layer of bubbles (a small amount having somehow managed to get on the very top of his head) Fullmetal looked...adorable...his cheeks were flushed from the warm water and Roy couldn’t help but suppress a chuckle at how someone with a name with ‘metal’ in it could look so God-damned cute.

Of course Ed noticed Roy’s not very well hidden amusement.

“What’s so funny?” He questioned defensively, somehow managing to look haughty with a small amount of bubbles adorably on the top of his head.

This gained more snickering from Mustang.

“What?! What is it?!” Ed was decidedly paranoid now and he moved himself further beneath his blanket of bubbles obviously worried that Mustang could see something, the action only causing Roy to laugh more.

“What?!” Ed’s voice now sounding quite angry.

Roy decided to tell the truth, he didn’t fancy coming up against an enraged Edward Elric because of his obvious amusement but he wasn’t sure the blonde would find his answer very pleasing.

Trying his best (and failing completely) to keep his tone serious Roy replied to Ed’s question, gaze firmly fixed upon the ceiling.

“You look like a duckling, Edward.”

This comment (understandably) was not well received.

Ed’s face darkened dangerously.

“FINE! If you find it so amusing I’m getting out then! It was a stupid idea anyway!” Regardless of his modesty, water streaming down his toned form Fullmetal began to stand up.

“What? Ed, wait!”

Edward was not going to wait, he continued to unfold himself from his sitting position and if Mustang didn’t look away soon he was going to get a full on view of a fully naked Fullmetal.

Face suddenly flushing crimson Mustang whipped around, leaving his back to face the now straight standing Fullmetal.

Ed, in his annoyance, began to move to step out of the bath tub.

This was a bad idea.

The bottom of the tub was slippery (Mustang not having had the foresight to place down a bath mat) and fever had caused Ed’s normally excellent balance to take a nose dive. The result of these combined factors being an Edward Elric who was very unstable on his feet.

Ed began to wobble, feet slipping desperately on the floor of the still filled tub and arms reaching out for something to steady himself but finding nothing.

From the desperate noises coming from the blonde Roy whipped around, heart in his throat, worried that Ed had managed to hurt himself despite Mustang’s presence still in the room. When fully turned Roy immediately saw that Ed was going to fall, something that in a steel bathtub isn’t a particularly good idea. Hell, Ed had already lost too many limbs, he didn’t need to break a few as well.

Feet slipping from under him Edward finally completely lost his balance and began to fall.

“Ed!” Seemingly in slow motion Roy rushed forward just in time managing to catch Fullmetal who was an inch away from immediate concussion off the side of the bath tub.

Yes, Roy Mustang once again found himself in close quarters with a very naked Edward Elric. Mustang’s pulse raced as he held Ed in his arms and he supposed it was from the adrenaline rush of having to save Ed.

Arms still around Edward’s toned torso Mustang gently lowered the dazed Elric back into the water.

About to make some sarcastic comment about Ed’s hopelessness Roy looked up at Edward and found Fullmetal’s face mere inches from his own eyes staring deep into his own, causing all words to abandon Roy.

They remained like that for a few moments, simply staring at each other, until, that is, dizzy from a combination of steam, fever and emotion, Edward Elric did the one thing that to him seemed appropriate for the moment.

He kissed Roy Mustang.

Their lips locked and Roy’s eyes wide with shock stared into those of hazy gold so tantalisingly before him.

Ed’s lips were soft, that was all he could think. They were soft and lovely and warm and pressing against him in a sinfully innocent way.

This was where Roy Mustang got lost in the moment.

Rationality abandoned him and all he thought was of here and now and how his pulse raced when he looked at the blonde and the growing pressure in his groin. He didn’t know why he felt this way but he did, and Roy was happy to ride out the feeling and deal with the consequences later.

Deepening the kiss Mustang pushed his tongue between the eighteen year old’s willing lips. Swiftly rolling up his sleeve Roy slipped his hand into the warm water, feeling about until it met with Edward Elric’s already straining arousal.

Hell, Roy didn’t know what he was doing but he did it anyway. Mustang could feel Ed gasp against his lips when he grasped Ed’s hard cock and began to pump it harshly, movements slicked by the water.

Something at the back of his mind was yelling and screaming at him that this was wrong, that he should stop, but he quickly silenced it, Roy wanted to do this. He didn’t care that he was moving fast, that he didn’t even know his own emotions and let alone Ed’s. He just followed his instincts and did what his body was telling him to, ignoring the now desperate protests of his mind.

Fullmetal continued to gasp and moan into Roy’s mouth as he continued his ministrations to Ed’s pulsing arousal.

This was when Roy tried something different.

He moved his hand lower, away from Ed’s member, searching, ignoring the blonde’s complaints at him having stopped.

Mustang found what he was looking for, his digit coming across Ed’s puckered entrance.

Ed was willing, Roy was hard, why shouldn’t he? Roy knew there would be complications later but when he compared this with the pleasured aching in his groin it seemed irrelevant.

“Roy, w-what are you-ugnn!!”

Mustang was so incensed that he didn’t register Edward’s expression of pain at having one of the colonel’s fingers force its way up inside him, stretching the blonde’s tight passage, pumping in and out of his hot body.

“Roy! It hurts!”

The words reached Roy as if from a great distance and they still didn’t register properly. He continued to move the digit within the blonde and even pushed in a second finger, gaining a louder protest from Edward.

“Roy!” Ed’s voice was truly pained now, and the desperate edge of it got through to Mustang.

He ceased in his proceedings. “What?”

Fullmetal seemed relived that Mustang was finally registering him. “Roy, if you hadn’t noticed, I was just trying to inform you that I’m a little uncomfortable right now.” Ed’s voice managed to retain a light humours tone although it was strained around the edges, pain creasing the teen’s forehead.

That was when Roy Mustang came slamming back down to earth.

“Oh my God! What was I?! What am I?!” What the fuck was he doing!! Ed wasn’t ready for this!! Hell, Roy wasn’t ready for this!! Since when had he viewed Edward in such a...sexual way?? It had crept up on him when he wasn’t looking!

In his panic Roy swiftly removed his fingers from Edward’s tight body, earning another groan of pain from the blonde. “I am so sorry! I am so sorry! I don’t know what came over me!” Mustang backed away from the bath, away from Ed.

Ed desperately tried to gain some control over the situation. “Roy calm down, I was just saying-“

“Calm down?! After I just...?! I am so sorry Ed, I’m so sorry...I...I...I’ve got to go out...I...I’ll see you later.”All of this was said as Mustang moved swiftly towards the door of the bathroom.

“Roy! Wait!”

Mustang stood in the door of the bathroom and took one last glance at Fullmetal “I’m sorry Ed.”

The door slammed and Edward Elric was left alone.

“Shit...” The word was hissed through Ed’s clenched teeth as he curled into a ball in the now lukewarm water.

“Shit!” How had it gone so wrong? Ed wanted Mustang to fall in love with him, not think he was a complete slut as he now undoubtedly did. Hell, Ed had put the guy off so much that he had bloody run away from him.

Tears streaming down his face, fists clenched from emotion, Ed screamed out the one word that he felt just about summed up his life right now.

“SHIT!!”

To be continued...

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1.I actually have a book on that, no joke, it’s strange because I don’t even have a cat...hmm...

I’m so sorry!

Originally it was going to be a happy little bathing session with nothing like THAT happening but it kind of evolved and mutated and I ended with yet another cart load of angst. I hope you don’t mind. It seems a bit of a weird combination, humour and angst, but I hope it’s working for you :D.

I didn’t put a bit of sexual action in too soon, did I? :S

I am also sorry about the attack of the cliffies...

Please give me your opinions on this chapter they would really be appreciated, I’m a little insecure about this chapterl

Hope you enjoyed!

Again sorry about the slow update.