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On the Fifteenth	By : CherryMuffinMadness Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male > Roy/Ed Views: 2192 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer : I don't own FMA. Never have, never will.
AN : Guess I'll respond to my reviews. I like doing that. Yes, I'm very well aware that the smut got a little..too smutty, but hey, I've seen worse on the site. I have this posted on two sites, one of which is okay with explicit sex. In any case, I appreciate ya looking out for me. If that comes off condescending, I truly do not mean it that way. As for for Edward having kittens..no, there will be no kittens.. but damnit if that isn't an adorable idea. Might do a crackfic on that subject. Hahaha. - Cherry
One the Fifteenth

Chapter Four
The first thing Roy noticed, was the intense pounding in his head. Every jerking movement of the train could be felt behind his eyeballs. The second thing Roy noticed, was that he was naked, on the floor of his private train car, with a blonde head snoozing on his chest. Okay, that wasn't what he expected. Slowly he sat up, carefully dislodging the snoring person on top of him. The pain between his ears got worse, fingers coming up to rub his temples as he tried to piece together the last few hours. Outside the moving train, the world was dark. They had to be nearing their destination, since the train ride was only supposed to take about 36 hours. He remembered ordering a few drinks, then coercing the ornery young alchemist into drinking with him. After that, the images blurred around the edges. Roy saw flashes of them...fighting maybe? That didn't explain why he was naked. He recalled at some point, stripping off his clothing because of the heat in the train car. Moaning, soft cries, nails raking across his back... some sleep and then a repeat. A chill ran down his spine as realization dawned on him.
He'd slept with Edward.
'Oh crap..crap...fuckshitcrapshit!' Roy looked down at the still quite naked Fullmetal alchemist. Thankfully the kid was still asleep, blissfully unaware of what had happened. For the moment, Roy was safe from the bodily harm that was sure to happen when Ed woke up. 'Concentrate Mustang. You need to find a way out of this.' Maybe Ed wouldn't recall the previous night's events if he got up and got dressed before the blonde awoke. Yep, that was an excellent plan for this : Denial.
With his plan decided on, Roy jumped up and tried to ignore drilling in his skull as he scrambled to find his discarded clothing. Apparently all the rustling managed to stir the sleeping body on the floor. He froze in terror, unsure if he should keep dressing, or simply meet his death with dignity. Golden orbs opened with a groan, still glazed from sleep. Roy quickly pulled on his pants and prepared to confront whatever happened next. Edward sat up, running his flesh hand through his tangled locks, looking as if he were trying to piece together what had happened for himself. "Holy fuck, my brain feels like pudding."
"That's what happens when you get drunk." Roy tried like hell to keep an even tone. Ed sat up, eyes widening at the fact that he was naked. A blush crept onto his face, going right up to the roots of his hair. "Where the hell are my clothes?! What the fuck happened?!" Those eyes focused on the dark haired man. "Pleeeease tell me we didn't do what I think we did!"
Mustang arched an eyebrow, clearing his throat. "It would seem so Fullmetal."
Edward jumped up, regardless of how much all that movement hurt. He pointed an accusing finger at the Flame Alchemist, his panic getting worse. "You perverted bastard! You got me drunk and then took advantage of me! What kind of Fuhrer rapes his citizens?!"
"What?! I hardly think you were unwilling!" Roy backed up a little.
As he stepped towards the older man, a metal hand shot out and grabbed his shoulder with bruising force. "Then explain how I ended up on the floor of your private train car, NAKED!" At this point, Edward was shaking with panic and anger, unable to come to terms with the fact that he had slept with his superior.
"Edward-" Gold eyes narrowed at the use of his first name. "- From what I can gather, we were both willing partners in this. Fact is, it was a drunken moment, and nothing to be ashamed of. Just calm the hell down and get dressed. The train will be stopping soon. " With that, Roy turned on a heel and left the car, hoping the give the boy a moment of privacy to get dressed and gather his thoughts.
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Ed stood there in shock, unable to comprehend what had just happened. He'd gotten completely trashed and had sex with Roy Mustang. There was a nagging thought in the back of his mind, something that he should be remembering and was pertinent to this situation. At the moment, his brain was still too muddled to think straight. Sighing and bracing himself against the pain in his head and back, he dragged on his clothes. A hand went to his hopelessly tangled hair. 'Damn, I wish I could remember which bag had my brush in it.'
He was rummaging through his smaller bag when the Fuhrer entered the train car once more. Grinning in triumph, he stood up with his prize and began to try and drag the brush through his hair. That persistent little thought that he was forgetting something important refused to go away. There was no harm in having drunken sex. Hell, it happened to everyone, right? So why was he letting it worry him so much. Shaking his now untangled hair, he decided against braiding it and just let it hang loosely over his shoulders. "So, how long till we reach Cortel?"
Mustang looked up from the book he'd settled down to read while the other was brushing his hair. "The porter said about four more hours. You've got time for a quick nap or something."
"Nah, I just don't want to be cooped up here with you any longer than I have to. Sir." The last word dripped with contempt. Roy frowned and went back to his book. The blonde dropped heavily into the seat farthest away from Roy and closed his eyes, willing the pounding headache to subside. He thought about asking if the dark haired Fuhrer had some aspirin, but he wasn't about to give him that satisfaction. Outside the windows, the dark countryside raced by, dragging him closer to a town he had no desire to visit. Hopefully they could make an appearance, promise the aid requested, and get the hell back to Central in one piece.
OOoo A Week Later ooOO
Once again, Roy found himself in his office, staring at the ceiling in boredom. The assignment in Cortel had been blissfully uneventful, the people in the western areas chanting their support for their generous Fuhrer. He smirked at the thought. On the train ride back, Fullmetal had opted to sit in a civilian car. It was to be expected, considering the young man did nothing but glare at Mustang for the duration of the trip. Over the last week, he'd woken up covered in sweat, the images of the elder Elric brother flashing in his mind. Not that it meant anything, probably just emphasizing the fact that he needed to get a girlfriend soon. However, duty came first and that left little time for dating these days. Roy stood and stretched, working the crick that had formed in his neck. As if he knew he was being thought about, the door opened and in came a surprisingly pleasant Edward Elric. The blonde hauled a stack of paperwork and dropped it on the Fuhrer's desk with a grin.
"Do what do I owe the pleasure of your evil smile Fullmetal?"
The grin broadened. "I'm glad you asked Fuhrer Bastard, sir. These are the files for the newest State Alchemist recruits. If memory serves, you asked to review the background of every alchemist who tried out for the title. There are 47 recruits this time. Enjoy your overnighter. " With that, Ed giggled gleefully and practically skipped towards the door. "Not so fast Elric. I believe you have to review these as well. Pull up a chair. "
His eyes went wide. "What?! I don't want to sit here with you and do that! I'll just look them over when you're done."
"No. That would be a waste of time, when you can just sit here and do this with me." A smirk graced the Flame Alchemist's face. He'd gotten Edward back at his own little game. "Now take about half of these files and we'll get through this before tomorrow."
Edward slumped his shoulders in defeat. Grumbling, he took a portion of the stack and sat on the small couch in front of that ridiculously large desk. For a few hours, only the shuffling of paper could be heard in the room. The only break was when the evening secretary came in to drop off some dinner, and excused herself for the night. Finally, Roy decided the silence was too much and tried to engage the younger alchemist in conversation. "So, did you have something other than paperwork planned for tonight Fullmetal?"
A snort. "What does it matter to you?"
"I was simply asking. It's unlike you to sit somewhere and be completely quiet for longer than half an hour." That earned him a middle finger. Roy tossed a folder in the 'unlikely to suit position' pile and pressed forward. "As a matter of fact, you've been acting quite out of the norm for the last few months."
"How do you figure?"
"Well for starters, you don't seem to travel as much as you used to."
"Why would I? Al has his body back. There aren't many missions that require sending a state alchemist anymore. That, and I don't think you could run this country without me. You would have been killed for the miniskirt order alone." A file hit a designated pile.
"I'm sure everyone would have appreciated the new uniforms had they been given a chance. Don't you fancy putting that special lady in your life in a miniskirt?"
"I don't have a 'special lady', and I certainly wouldn't force her to wear anything she didn't want to."
"I find that hard to believe. So, why did you request leave a week ago? Planning a trip?" More papers shuffling, the scratch of a pen.
"No, I just wanted get out of the office for a while."
"It seemed odd to ask for vacation on the 15th. Seeing as you disappear for a few hours on that day every month." No, Roy hadn't forgotten. He was still insanely curious as to what mysterious task the blonde did every month at a woman's clinic. He was still stuck on the girlfriend pregnant bit, even if he denied having a girlfriend.
Paperwork hit the floor and scattered everywhere. Roy looked up to see Edward frozen in terror. Without a thought to the mess, Ed bolted for the door, knocking over more files in the process. Mustang jumped up. "Elric! Just where the hell do you think you're going?!" Too late, the blonde was gone, the door left ajar in his swift exit. He stood there, blinking in confusion. Maybe Edward was shocked that he stumbled onto his secret, but he hardly thought a pregnant woman was enough to cause such an episode. Now Roy was left with more questions than before.
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AN: Don't worry, I will explain all this to the best of my fictional abilities. Teehee. - Cherry
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