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The More I Learn to Care For You - Roy's POV	By : ZaKai Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3279 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer � FMA doesn�t belong to me.� I make no money off of this.

A/N:� PLEASE READ:� This story is being co-written with Kikiko.� I am writing
Roy�s point of
view and she�s writing Ed�s.� All of Ed�s
dialogue in what I post belongs to Kikiko, but everything
else is mine.� Kikiko
is writing a companion story to this (with the same name, but with �Ed�s POV�
in the title) where all of Roy�s
dialogue belongs to me, and the rest is hers.

I know it�s well past New Years, but that�s when this story
begins.

The More I learn
to Care for You - Roy's POV

Chapter One

Flowers

Lying on
the couch, Roy
lazily opened one eye and glanced at the clock.�
It was almost time to start getting ready...� Yawning from his nap, Roy pushed himself off the couch.� As he made his way to the bathroom he yawned
again as he scrubbed at his hair, then pressed his hands against his back.�

Really,
he needed to stop sleeping on the couch.�
He was getting too old for that...

When he
got to the bathroom, Roy
blinked and stared blearily at his reflection.�
His fine black hair was sticking up everywhere and his eyes looked tired
and bloodshot.�

�Very
attractive...� he muttered and stepped away from the mirror to turn the shower
on.� He closed the curtain and started
peeling off his t-shirt, jeans and boxers before getting into the shower.�

�AAAH!�
he shouted and quickly reached for the knob to make the water warmer.� Unfortunately, that did nothing and the water
remained cold.� Muttering curses both in
his language and in the Ishbalan language, curses
were one of the only things he�s learned in that language because they were
shouted at him so often in the war, Roy stepped away from the shower and
hurriedly bent forward and stuck his head in the freezing water.�

After
quickly washing his hair, Roy
took in a deep breath and plunged the rest of his body under the cold
spray.� He�d taken cold showers before,
but that was to be expected when you were in a war, not when you were at
home...damn landlords...there must be some sort of law against letting this
happen...

When he
felt he was rinsed enough, Roy
slammed the water off and grabbed the towel.�
His teeth were chattering loudly as he dried himself off.

This
wasn�t exactly how he�d expected to start New Years Eve, but it was just one
little thing.� No big deal.

After
drying himself off, he looked at himself in the mirror again.� He definitely looked more awake now!� Sighing, Roy put on his deodorant, then dabbed the
shaving cream on his face.� Seriously, he
hated shaving.� If he didn�t look so damn
good clean-shaven he might be tempted to let his facial hair grow.

Dragging
the razor down his jaw, Roy
thought about how he was going to get to see Ed in a suit.� That thought alone made him want to find the
blond and drag him in the bedroom for the night.� But that wouldn�t do.� There was just nothing like seeing Ed in
something that looked nice; something that made the teen look presentable
rather than a hellion.

Hissing
softly, Roy
patted the aftershave on his cheeks, then brushed his hair back before
wandering over to the closet and pulling out his suit, a black thing with a
white button-up shirt.� He laid the shirt
on the bed and as he was starting to put the pants on the phone rang.�

Growling,
Roy started
over to the phone, only to trip on the pants he was trying to put on.� Hurriedly pulling them up, he rushed over to
the phone and picked it up.

�Mustang,�
he said a little more rushed than he�d like.

�Hey,
it�s me,� Ed said softly, then paused for a moment before saying, �I was
thinking...how about I just meet you in front of the restaurant?��

Roy frowned.� The teen sounded way too polite.� �I thought I was picking you up...� he said
slowly, feeling a little confused at what was going on and not liking it.

�Well...you
were...but I thought that this would be easier for you...you wouldn�t have to
come all the way back to the base to get me.�

Roy sat on the bed and tapped his
fingers on the nightstand.� Meet at the
restaurant?� This was a high-class
place.� It wouldn�t do to have the kid
waiting outside for him or even worse him waiting outside for Ed, which is
probably what would end up happening.�
Besides that, the teen was sounding very polite and helpful.� Very not Ed.� Something was
definitely up.

�That�s a
little tacky, Ed.� I don�t mind picking
you up.� You know that,� he said
irritably and reached over for his shirt.�

�Well,
yeah...well okay, so I was kinda
wanting to walk there...��

Roy grunted internally as he balanced
the phone on his shoulder while trying to put his shirt on.� Ed wasn�t sounding so polite now that he
wasn�t getting his way.� He made a sound
of exasperation and muttered, �I wanted
to pick you up...�� He did.� Call it the romantic in him, but there was
just something about going to pick up your date.� Of course, that really was the man�s
job.� Perhaps Ed didn�t like being
thought of as a woman...� Sighing, Roy said, �So, can I at
least ask why the change?�

He heard
a sigh on Ed�s end then, �...well...um...how about we stay in tonight
instead...?�

Roy
didn�t miss the �sexy� tone the teen used, but his irritation at having his
plans thrown aside won over Ed�s offer and he said in surprise, �What?� Ed...I�ve already made reservations.� I had to make them a month in advance.�� And it had been damn hard to get them even
that close to New Year�s Eve...

�I told
you before that I didn�t want to go there for New Year�s...it�s
so...pompous...and I got to wear a suit...what�s fun about that?�� Ed whined.

Buttoning
up the shirt, Roy
took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he tried to keep control on his
temper.� �Ed... Like I said, I already
have reservations,� he said in frustration, then continued, still trying to
keep himself in check.�
�If you really didn�t want to go, you should have whined about it before
I made them.� That�s part of being
responsible.�

�BASTARD!� I did whine...I mean...shut up!� I did tell you I didn�t want to go!� And who are you calling so small he can�t be
responsible for his own actions!!�

Roy pulled the phone away from his
ear and stared at it for a moment.� So small that...what?�
He thought a moment and shook his head.�
Ed was way too reactive... Putting the phone back to his ear, he said
with as much amusement as he felt, �I don�t think I said anything about you
being small, but if you say so.�

�Roy...� the teen growled.

Standing
up and tucking the shirt into his pants, Roy
grinned and said smoothly, �I love it when you say my name, but I like it even
more when you�re moaning it rather than growling it.�

To that
there was no answer and Roy
thought that perhaps it wasn�t the time for that so he said, trying to placate
the teen, �Let�s not have an angry night, Ed.�
I�ve already made the reservations, so let�s just go.� It will only be a couple of hours.�� He paused while reaching over to grab his
tie, then said with more amusement then was probably best, �Besides, you know I
love seeing you in a suit.�

�tch!�

Sliding
the tie through his shirt collar, Roy
grinned, feeling as if he�d already won this.�
�Is that a yes?�

There was
a pause, then, �On one condition.�

Starting
to do up his tie, Roy
frowned and waited.� Ed�s conditions were
never to his benefit.

�After
dinner we gotta do what I want.� I don�t want to sit there all night until
midnight,� Ed said flatly.

Roy�s hand�s stopped tying the tie
for a moment.� Do what Ed wanted to
do?� While that could be a nice romp in
the sheets, Roy
didn�t think that was what the teen had in mind.� �What do you want to do?� he asked
hesitantly.

�It�s a
surprise...is that a yes?�� Roy frowned at having his
words thrown back at him and at the grin he could hear in Ed�s voice.

�Well...�

�If you
say no, I�m not going to your dumb restaurant!� the kid said stubbornly.

Sighing, Roy said, �Fine.� It�s a yes.�
But only on one condition.�� The
last was said with a note of amusement.

�What!�
Ed exclaimed in outrage.� �You don�t get
to make a condition on my condition!�

Roy grinned, �I don�t see why not.�

�Roy...� came the growl
from the other line, then, �What the fuck is it then!�

His grin
grew. ��I get to pick you up.�

�Tch!� Fine, bastard!��

Roy cringed involuntarily as the
phone was slammed down on the other line.�
Then with a smile of triumph, he set the phone down and straightened his
tie.� Ed might not like it, but Roy just had way too much
experience handling people not to get his way.

Humming
to himself, Roy
slipped on his suit jacket and pulled some socks from his drawer.� He tried not to think about whatever it was
that Ed wanted to do.� He was sure he�d
be able to get out of it without any problem.

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

Roy stepped out of his apartment and
looked at the vehicle the state let him use.�
It was meant for �work only�, and Hawkeye hadn�t been too pleased with
him asking for the keys.� If Havoc hadn�t
been out of town visiting his family, Roy
would have asked him for his keys, but...

He
frowned as he remembered his first lieutenant�s words...

Just bring it back in one piece,
sir.� That�s all I ask.

Scowling,
Roy reached
into his pocket for the ring of keys and walked to the car.� One piece indeed!� He could drive!� Just because he didn�t do it very
often...� Well, okay... so he had failed
his driving test twice when he was younger...but...

Getting
into the car, Roy
tried one of the keys, but it wouldn�t go in.�
Well, at least Ed wasn�t in the car to see him make an idiot of himself.� Trying another key, Roy scowled when it too wouldn�t fit.� After three more tries, Roy finally got the right key and put the car
into gear.

Unfortunately
it was reverse.�

Cursing, Roy slammed on the break
and looked around in embarrassment.� He
sighed in relief when he saw that no one was around to see him make an ass out
of himself and put the car into the correct gear.�

Once he
got the car going, in the right direction, Roy had an easy time of it.� It was like that saying about never
forgetting to ride a bike...� He frowned
at the memory of the last time he�d ridden a bike and tried to think of
something else.� It wasn�t his fault he
wasn�t good with things that had wheels...

As he
drove, his eyes feel on the flower shop and he smiled before pulling up,
without incident, next to the store.� All
the girls he�d dated loved flowers, but of course, Ed wasn�t a girl.�

Roy stepped into the shop and looked
around for a moment before the young lady behind the counter said, �May I help
you?�

He smiled
and said, �Yes, actually.� I would like
to get...�� He thought for a moment.� Besides the little black book filed with
girls names, which were actually codes for something else, he�d learned the
language of flowers and had used them when trying to send a code in military
situations as well as trying to flatter his dates.

Thinking
of Ed, Roy
smiled and said, �I�d like one Alium, one Amaryllis
and one Iris...�� He grinned.� �A yellow Iris.�

�That�s a
strange combination,� the girl said before going to gather the flowers.�

Roy smiled at her words.� He didn�t think so.� Glancing around the flower shop, Roy thought that perhaps
he should encourage Ed to learn the language of flowers.� It could be useful if they ever needed to get
a message to each other.� He shook his
head.� This was a date, not a military
operation.� He�d talk to Ed about that
another time.�

The girl
came back with the flowers and pointed at each while naming them.� The first one she pointed at was the yellow
Iris, a largish yellow flower with long, drooping petals.� The second, the Alium,
was a purplish flower who�s small, long thin �petals� formed a round ball on
top of the green stem, and lastly, the Amaryllis, a large red flower with long
thin �rod� type things coming out from the center.� The pollen sat on top of those.�

Roy nodded and pulled out his wallet
then a thought accrued to him.� With a
grin, he said, �Can I get a Buttercup too?�

She
nodded, told him the amount it would be and went to get the flower as he pulled
out his money.� After she placed the
small yellow flower next to the rest, she took his money and handed him the
flowers.�

�Have a
nice night,� she said.

�You
too,� he answered back, before walking out the door.� Glancing at the Buttercup, Roy thought that maybe it was best if Ed
didn�t know the language of flowers.

;-;-;-;-;-;-;

Straightening
his tie, Roy
smoothed his suit jacket, then knocked on Ed�s
door.� There was the sound of shuffling,
then a yelled, �Just a sec.�

Roy shook his head at the thought
that Ed probably wasn�t even dressed yet.�
That would figure.� Suddenly the
door opened, and to his surprise the teen was actually mostly dressed.� He was just missing his shoes and suit
jacket.

�Hey, I�m
almost done, Just got to get my shoes on,� Ed said then moved out of the way
for Roy to step
in.

He
grinned and eyed Ed up and down.�
�Looking good,� he said appreciatively at how the clothes fit the
younger alchemist.� The thought of taking
those clothes off of Ed made him grin
even more.� �Looking
really good.�

The teen
snorted and said, �Thanks.� Are you
coming in?�

Roy
grinned lecherously and said, �I�d love to �cum� in. �Where� is
a good question, but I�m sure I know a good spot.�

Ed
clenched teeth together for a moment then said, �You...�� A deep, red blush crept up over the boy�s
face.� �Can wait in the
hall.�� The blond walked away from
the open door and Roy
watched Ed bed over and pick up his shoes from beside the dresser.� Admiring the view, he watched in
disappointment as Ed stood up straight before jamming his feet into the
shoes.� Roy shook his head as the blond knelt on the
floor to tie the laces and let himself in.�

Shutting
the door, Roy
said, �No, no, that wouldn�t do at all.��
Referring to being left in the hall.� He wanted a little touch and feel session
before they took off.� Suddenly
remembering the flowers, Roy
said, �I have flowers for you.�� He held
them up for Ed to see.

The teen
looked up and gave him a startled look.� �Flowers?� Why?�

�Because, we�re going on a date.� I like
flowers.� They have their own language.� You can say anything with flowers.�� He paused and looked around.� �I guess you wouldn�t have a vase...�� No of course Ed wouldn�t have a vase.� Damn, but he should have thought of that and
just bought one at the shop...� �Do you
have a cup or something?�

Ed
pointed to a small glass on his bedside table and said, with raised eyebrows,
�Are you calling me a girl.�

Roy rolled his eyes.� �Where in all that did you get me calling you
a girl?�� He walked over and picked up
the glass wondering idly if he could get Ed to quickly transmute it into a
proper vase then decided against it.� Ed
seemed a little pissy.� Better just to go with the flow.� Frowning, he looked into the glass and
muttered, �There�s no water in this...��
Now that wouldn�t do at all...

Ed stood
up and said, �Well flowers are for girls.�
Why are you giving them to me?��

Roy set the glass down and glanced
into Ed�s eyes.� No anger in them, just
curiosity.� That was good.� He didn�t want this night to go badly.� �I told you.�
I like flowers.� You can say
anything with them.� Lovers long ago used
to use them to send messages to each other using flowers.� Not just lovers...�� He trailed off for a moment realizing he was
starting to get off subject.� �But mostly
lovers,� he finished.� Ed wouldn�t
appreciate him going into �work� mode on their date.

�Eh?� What do you mean?� Ed said and moved to stand
next to him.� The blond looked at the
flowers then up into Roy�s
eyes.� �What do these say?� he asked
gesturing at the plants.

Roy smiled at the thought that Ed
looked almost innocent gazing up at him like that.� �I thought of you when I bought these,� he
said, then smirked before putting the yellow Iris in the glass.� �Passion,� he said, thinking not only of the
teen�s bedroom activities, but also of his drive to help his brother and make
things right.

Next he
set the Alium in the glass and said more softly,
�Strength.�� Ed was strong... Not just
physically, but also inside.� He�d dealt
with so much and still he never broke.�
He always continued.� The
Amaryllis made it into the cup next and he said, �Pride.�� Sometimes Ed was too prideful.� If he was less so, perhaps he would ask for
help more often...�

Roy paused at the Buttercup and
stared at Ed.� He didn�t really want to
tell him the meaning of the last flower.�
�I hadn�t intended on telling you what these meant.�

�Why not?� Ed asked with a slight pout, and Roy wondered if the teen was even aware that
he was doing that.� �What about that
one?� It�s really...�� The corners of Ed�s mouth dropped down into a
frown.� �...What�s that one mean!� Ed demanded and Roy
wondered what he�d said to make Ed react like that.

Probably nothing.� Ed was able to get
hidden meanings out of everything...

Twiddling
with the flower, feeling slightly embarrassed, Roy dropped the little flower into the glass
and muttered the meaning without looking at him.

�What�s
that?� I didn�t quite catch that!� Ed
said, emphasizing each word.

Roy cleared his throat and said, �It,
uh... means...�� He stopped and glanced
warily at Ed.� �It means �childishness�.�

He
expected some sort of rant, but instead, Ed only narrowed his eyes and clicked
his tongue, then without a word, grabbed the glass and walked into the
bathroom.

Well, that could have gone
worse... Roy thought as he folded
his arms and leaned against the wall listening to the sound of running
water.� The water turned off and a moment
later Ed appeared in the doorway holding the now full glass.

�So...what
are you trying to tell me?� You said
other people used flowers to say stuff, not only lovers.� Are you trying to tell me something?�

Very perceptive... Roy thought.�
He hadn�t meant to bring it up tonight...not really, but Ed
asked...� Shrugging, he said, �I just
think the language of flowers might be a good thing for you to learn.� You never know when you may need to send a
coded message, Full...er...�� He cringed slightly.� Talk about a mood killer...� �Sorry, Ed...�� Roy
tried to change his tone.� He didn�t want
this to turn into an office conversation.�
�You never know when you might receive a message either...�� He stopped, deciding to leave it at that.

Ed
glanced at the floor for a moment, with a thoughtful look on his face then
said, �Okay, whatever,� before walking back to the bedside table and putting
the glass down.� Roy rolled his eyes to the teen�s
back.� That was probably the best he
would get out of him...� �Are we going?� Don�t forget, after dinner you�re doing what
I want.�

Shit... Roy thought.�
It wasn�t that he didn�t enjoy doing things with Ed, but sometimes the
teen liked to do stuff that...well was just not his thing...� Deciding to try getting Ed to think of doing
something he wanted to do, Roy
grabbed the teen and pushed him against the wall with a smirk.�

�I
remember,� he said and leaned in to kiss Ed�s throat.� For extra measure, he reached down and
fondled the teen through his pants.� �I
hope you have something really interesting in mind.�

�Fuck!�
Ed exclaimed and squirmed under the touch.�
�This is what I wanted to do in the first place.�� He gasped and said, �Let�s blow the
restaurant...�

Roy stepped back with a grin and
shook his head.� �I don�t think so.� I want to enjoy seeing you in that suit for a
while before I take you out of it.�

�Shit...�
Ed said and ran his left hand through his hair then hissed.

Roy frowned and grabbed Ed�s
hand.� �This looks fresh,� he said giving
Ed a questioning look.

Snatching
his hand back, Ed said, �Your fault,� then grabbed his jacket from the bed and
put it on.�

Roy raised an eyebrow.� �My fault?� Would you
like to explain that?�� Especially since I wasn�t here...

�Let�s
just GO already, or maybe we should stay in...� Ed leaned into Roy�s chest, but
he recognized the last ditch effort, so he only chuckled and kissed Ed on the
cheek before wrapping an arm around him and guiding him toward the door.

�How
about we stay in after we�re done
eating,� again trying to plant the idea into Ed�s mind.

�No,
we�re not.� I got plans.�� This was said as the teen quickly grabbed his
winter dress coat from the hook on the back of the door.

Roy frowned, but grinned
quickly.� He didn�t want Ed to know that
he was displeased with the idea.� �Plans
can change.�

�Not
according to you,� Ed said, putting on his jacket and opening the door.

Roy shrugged and gestured with his
hand for Ed to go out first. ��Some plans
are more flexible than others.�

�I don�t
think my plans are those type of plans,� Ed said
before walking out into the hallway and turning around.

�We�ll
see,� Roy
murmured as he walked out and shut the door behind him.

Without a
word, Ed locked the door and started down the hall toward the building
entrance.� Sighing at not getting his way
yet about the after dinner plans, Roy
quickly followed Ed, slipping past him and opening the door for him.�

The
gesture was apparently not appreciated given the look Ed threw at him and the
pressing of the lips, but again the teen said nothing and simply walked to the
car.� Well, Ed was his date, like it or not, and Roy
was going to open doors for him, which he made a point of doing with the car
door as well.

Ed paused
for a moment, then got on, and Roy shut the door behind him before walking
around to the driver�s side and letting himself in.� After shutting his door, Roy grabbed the steering wheel for a moment,
trying to remember exactly what the key to the ignition looked like.� He didn�t want to make a fool of himself in
front of Ed.�

Reaching
into his pocket, Roy
pulled out the ring of State issue keys.�
�Hmm...� he hummed while staring at the keys.� They all just looked way too much
alike...� �I think it�s this one,� he
said and held up one of the keys, in his nervousness forgetting he wanted to
seem like he knew what he was doing.

Ed raised
an eyebrow and glanced at him.� �You
don�t know which key it is?� he asked incredulously.�

Mentally
hitting his head on the steering wheel, Roy
muttered, �Its not like I drive all that often you
know...�� He stuck the key in the
ignition and silently rejoiced that it was, indeed, the correct key.� �Besides, these are State keys, not mine.� Hawkeye and Havoc usually have them...

Why am I explaining this to
him...? Roy wondered irritably and forced
himself to shut up.

Ed made a �hn� sound and turned to stare
out the window.�

Turning
the ignition, and putting the car into gear, Roy gently put his foot on the gas only to send
the car backwards...again...� �Ooops,� he said with a laugh trying to make it a joke.� �Wrong way.�

Ed turned
and looked at him in disbelief before mumbling, �I should have walked...�

Roy glanced nervously over at Ed,
before putting the car into the correct gear.�
Maybe he should have just let Ed walk... Driving was not his strong point and it made him
feel awkward as if he were a teenager himself.�
Really...he didn�t know what he�d been thinking when he though about
using the car for this date...

�I told
you I don�t drive that often,� he said in a slightly embarrassed tone at having
to admit such a dumb fault.

�I don�t
even know how to drive yet, but I bet I can still do it better than you,� the
teen said in a taunting voice.

Little shit... Roy thought at having his already wounded
pride poked at.� Trying to recover a
little, Roy
said with a smirk, �Maybe if you had stilts to reach the pedals.�

Ed looked
at him silently for a moment then said in a very calm and even tone, �...you
know...I�m trying to be good and not get angry as this is a �special�
night...and here you are, deliberately trying to provoke me...who�s the
childish one now?�

Roy stared at Ed blandly.� Didn�t Ed just try to provoke him a moment before?� Turning his attention back
to the road, Roy
decided to let the teen have his way.�
After all, Ed had been rather calm since he�d come to pick him up...calm
like a pissed off snake ready to strike, but still calm.�

�Alright,
Ed, I�m...�� He paused.� He was what?�
Sorry?� For taunting Ed back?� No, he wasn�t, and he wouldn�t say it
either.� His pride was already wounded
enough from having to admit he sucked at driving.� Not finding anything appropriate to say, Roy simply kept quiet,
hoping things would be better when they got to the restaurant.

Roy expected at least one more
comment from Ed, but he simply looked out the window and kept his peace.

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