Doctor Who?
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Fullmetal Alchemist › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
2
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1,051
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2
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Doctor Who?
"Shrimp."
"Old man."
"Ant."
"Pervert."
"Little boy."
"Asshole."
"Cry-Baby."
"Grandpa."
"Whiner."
"Pedophile."
"..."
"Haha! I won, again! You loser!" Golden locks flew here to there as their owner jumped around in excitement. Golden hues examined the other being, sitting in his chair. "Well, Roy? What'cha gonna do about it now?" One pink tongue slithered out from between pink lips as it vibrated, seeming as a taunt to the older male.
"Edward.. You should know better." Raven-black hair moved about as charcoal-like eyes glanced over to the younger male.
Edward Elric. The famous being known as The Fullmetal Alchemist. Now at a, somewhat, young age of 20, he is in college, trying his best to be the most famous doctor ever. If that doesn't work, he'll try to be the best scientist ever.
Roy Mustang. Finally Fuhrer of Central Headquarters. He's the famous Flame Alchemist everyone fears mostly. When Alphonse - Edward's younger brother - turned into a 19-year-old male, Alphonse and Winry - Edward and Alphonse's childhood friend - had gotten married. Edward seemed lonely, so Roy thought about adopting him as his son. The files made it through, and now Roy Mustang is the father of Edward Elric.
Two famous Alchemists in the same family. Wonderful, neh?
"Shouldn't you be at some club somewhere, Edward?" Roy asked, eyes on full-attention on the paper work before him.
That question caused Edward to think. "Club? Hm.. How about that strip bar.. with those... Wonderful.." He could feel the drool escape his lips.
"No, idiot. Club, like at school. Chess? Science? Doctor stuff?" Roy mused which caused Edward to huff in return.
"Chess? Ha! Chess shit are for nerds! You know that.. I hope." Edward scoffed, folding his arms. He walked over to the wall that was behind his father, looking out the large window that took up most of the space. Or.. was the wall...
Looking down, he saw the park, then smiled. He would always look down the window, his eyes averted to the benches that were near the park. At this exact time, the same girl always sat there, reading a book. Her name was Lyla Mikhail. She had pure-black hair that reached her thighs, which she always kept down. Beautiful violet eyes that would melt anyone right on the spot if they looked directly into it. The most pouty lips that made any guy want to kiss her.
Edward was smart enough to make measurements, even if they were estimated. 85-35-65. Did it seem impossible? Not for Edward. She was the perfect girl. She was the best student in all her classes, was able to make Prom Queen in her past. She had a great family, wealthy enough to buy anything, but not rich. Edward wanted her so bad.
"The only way she'd want you is if you wore dorky clothes or if she wore leather." Roy stated, now working on the paperwork.
"Oh, shut up!" Edward blurted, walking to the door. "I'm going to take a walk." He opened the door, noticing his father wave as a response. Once he walked passed them, he shut the door. Leaning against it for a second, he sighed. "I need some advice... Oh, I know.." He smiled, walking into the hallway, knowing who to call for.
Roy's ex-lover, Riza Hawkeye.
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Sorry if it's sooo short, it's night and I'm tired. I just wanted to start it to see how it'd work out. ^^;; I promise though, in later chapters it'll get longer, better and etc. I'm writing the second chapter right now and gonna post it ASAP so you guys won't be all. "I read this for no reason!??! Shit, I've been ripped."
"Old man."
"Ant."
"Pervert."
"Little boy."
"Asshole."
"Cry-Baby."
"Grandpa."
"Whiner."
"Pedophile."
"..."
"Haha! I won, again! You loser!" Golden locks flew here to there as their owner jumped around in excitement. Golden hues examined the other being, sitting in his chair. "Well, Roy? What'cha gonna do about it now?" One pink tongue slithered out from between pink lips as it vibrated, seeming as a taunt to the older male.
"Edward.. You should know better." Raven-black hair moved about as charcoal-like eyes glanced over to the younger male.
Edward Elric. The famous being known as The Fullmetal Alchemist. Now at a, somewhat, young age of 20, he is in college, trying his best to be the most famous doctor ever. If that doesn't work, he'll try to be the best scientist ever.
Roy Mustang. Finally Fuhrer of Central Headquarters. He's the famous Flame Alchemist everyone fears mostly. When Alphonse - Edward's younger brother - turned into a 19-year-old male, Alphonse and Winry - Edward and Alphonse's childhood friend - had gotten married. Edward seemed lonely, so Roy thought about adopting him as his son. The files made it through, and now Roy Mustang is the father of Edward Elric.
Two famous Alchemists in the same family. Wonderful, neh?
"Shouldn't you be at some club somewhere, Edward?" Roy asked, eyes on full-attention on the paper work before him.
That question caused Edward to think. "Club? Hm.. How about that strip bar.. with those... Wonderful.." He could feel the drool escape his lips.
"No, idiot. Club, like at school. Chess? Science? Doctor stuff?" Roy mused which caused Edward to huff in return.
"Chess? Ha! Chess shit are for nerds! You know that.. I hope." Edward scoffed, folding his arms. He walked over to the wall that was behind his father, looking out the large window that took up most of the space. Or.. was the wall...
Looking down, he saw the park, then smiled. He would always look down the window, his eyes averted to the benches that were near the park. At this exact time, the same girl always sat there, reading a book. Her name was Lyla Mikhail. She had pure-black hair that reached her thighs, which she always kept down. Beautiful violet eyes that would melt anyone right on the spot if they looked directly into it. The most pouty lips that made any guy want to kiss her.
Edward was smart enough to make measurements, even if they were estimated. 85-35-65. Did it seem impossible? Not for Edward. She was the perfect girl. She was the best student in all her classes, was able to make Prom Queen in her past. She had a great family, wealthy enough to buy anything, but not rich. Edward wanted her so bad.
"The only way she'd want you is if you wore dorky clothes or if she wore leather." Roy stated, now working on the paperwork.
"Oh, shut up!" Edward blurted, walking to the door. "I'm going to take a walk." He opened the door, noticing his father wave as a response. Once he walked passed them, he shut the door. Leaning against it for a second, he sighed. "I need some advice... Oh, I know.." He smiled, walking into the hallway, knowing who to call for.
Roy's ex-lover, Riza Hawkeye.
____________________
Sorry if it's sooo short, it's night and I'm tired. I just wanted to start it to see how it'd work out. ^^;; I promise though, in later chapters it'll get longer, better and etc. I'm writing the second chapter right now and gonna post it ASAP so you guys won't be all. "I read this for no reason!??! Shit, I've been ripped."