Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ A Long Way To Go ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 9 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]


Roy had fallen asleep with Ed in his arms. Roy marked that day as the day they started their relationship. Roy was thrilled about it, so was Ed, but he was a little worried, too.

"I'm just saying, things around the office. You know. It'll be a little weird. And we're not going to tell anyone for a while right?" Ed asked nervously.

"Why? You embarrassed?" Roy said, putting a hand on the kitchen table, looking Ed eye-to-eye. Roy lifted at eyebrow at Ed who blushed and quickly took recovered.

"N-no! I'm not! It's just that things with your job. I mean! You've always been such a womanizer, and now suddenly, BAM! You're gay! It'll put everyone into shock!" Roy laughed and scratched the back of his head.

"Haha, I guess you're right. But still, we should tell Maes. I mean, that we're, you know, together."

"Yeah, I understand, but we should keep it quiet for a little while. But do you think Maes will keep quiet?" Ed asked, worried. "I mean, not saying anything bad about Maes, he just talks a lot. You know what I mean, right?"

"Yeah, I know." Roy sighed and poured himself a cup of coffee. After taking a seat next to Ed he said, " It's just, he's my best friend, he'd like to know." Roy took Ed's flesh hand into his own. Roy moved his hands around Ed's one. Ed smiled softly, thinking about how he hoped that the feeling he was having right now never went away. So this is what love feels like... Ed thought to himself. They sat like that in a comfortable silence before Roy let go and stood up. He stretched and said, "Well, I guess we should get ready for work... Bleh!" Roy and Ed laughed when Roy made a face of disgust. "Heh, I have to go home and get my uniform."

"Alright. Damn work..." Ed said with a sigh, he was still extremely tired. Ed put his hair in a ponytail and thought 'Good thing it's Friday, I won't have to go in for two days'. Roy left, and Ed slowly got ready.


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Work was really slow and annoying for Edward. It seemed like everyone wanted him to do things for them, so that they could slack off. The blond was becoming more and more irritated each time someone came into his office to ask him to do something for them. Trying to hind from everyone, Ed walked out of his office to the Colonel's. He reached the door and knocked twice.

"Come in!" he heard Roy's voice say. Ed opned the door and walked into his office. Roy was accutally working on some papers. He had his head down low and was staring at the paper and occasionally writing something on it. Roy looked up when he heard the door click shut.

"Hey there, babe." He said, looking back down at his papers. Ed sunconiously blushed at the word 'babe.'

"D-don't call me that!" Ed said loudly, walking over to a chair infront of Roy's desk.

"So what's up?" Mustang asked, not looking at Ed. He just continued to read and write some stuff down. "And since when do you wear your hair like that?" Roy glance up at Ed. Ed put a hand on the back of his head, feeling his hair. He forgot that it was in a ponytail.

"Since today." he said flatly.

"So what do you need? I'm accutally working right now, unlike someone..." Roy said, writing some else onto the paper.

Ed glared at Roy. "I've been working my ass off. I've been doing work for everyone else in this building!" Ed slumbed down into the chair. Roy laughed at him.

"Well, since you are doing everyone else's working, why don't you do mine?" Roy laughed again. Ed became angry. "Like hell I will! I'm not everyone's bitch!" Ed leaned down in the chair again, crossing his arms over his chest.

"That's right, because you're my bitch." Roy said with a small smirk on his lips.

"Uh huh, sure whatever floats your boat, Roy." Ed sighed and leaned his face on a hand. "I'm hungry. Take me somewhere to eat." Ed randomly said. Roy looked up from his paper and stared at Ed. Realizing his own hunger he said, "Alright. Let's go."

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They went to a local resteraunt and ordered their food. Of course, Ed had to cause a scene when the waitress began hitting on Roy. They ate and talked about random things like, work, and how Riza is doing, stuff like that. Roy did everything he could to keep the topic off of Hohemheim, who began work in Central that day. They finished eating and walked back to the office. They said their goodbyes, Roy promising to give Ed a ride home that night, and they went back to their offices. Ed walked to his office, noticing that the door was slightly ajar. He walked slower to the door. When he stepped inside the door, he went to sit down, but realized that there was somebody already in his chair. Ed closed the door and kept his back leaning against it.

"What are you doing in my office, Hohemheim?" Ed looked down at the floor, not wanting to look at the man that was supposed to be his father.

"I just wanted to talk to you is all. I haven't see you in so long, I thought we could make up for that time lost." Hohemheim asked, putting his elbows on the desk, with his face in his hands.

"No. What does it matter to you, anyways? Since when have you cared about me?" Ed didn't look up. He was already to punch a hole in the door, or punch his father in the face.

"I've always cared." Hohemheim sounded concerned, but Ed didn't believe it.

"Huh! Yeah right!" Ed looked up at the man with a fierce glare on his face. "If you cared at all about us then you wouldn't have left in the first place, right?!" Ed growled looking back down at the floor. There was a pause between the two. Hohemheim spoke first.

"Where is Alphonse?" Ed's eyes went wide. "You two were always together. Did something happen?" Hohemheim asked, sounding interested, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Get out." Ed said quietly, trying to control his anger.

"What was that? I didn't hear you." Hohemheim asked, leaning forward a little bit on the desk.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE!" Ed shouted, sending Hohemheim a death glare from hell.

"Not until you answer my question." Hohemheim said, not backing down. Ed continued to glare.

"As a higher rank than you are, I'm ORDERING you to get out of here!" Ed shouted. He opened the door and pointed out. Hohemheim stood up and began to walk over to the door. He stopped in the door frame. Turning, he said, "Edward, Yo-." But was cut off when Ed slammed the door in his face.

Ed, throughly pissed off, walking over to his desk, and fell into his chair. The small blond covered his eyes with a gloved hand. He took a few deep breaths before his anger subsided. Edward went to go do the paperwork that had been laid on his desk when he saw a small note writen in red ink. Ed picked up the note and read it.

"We will talk again soon. I have questions that need answers.
I need you to answer them."

Ed ripped up the note and threw it in the waste basket.

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In the car Ed was quiet. Roy was becoming uneasy. It wasn't normal for the Fullmetal boy to be quiet.

"Edo? Why are you so quiet?" Roy asked, glancing away from the road to look at Ed.

"Hm? Oh. Um... my father came to visit me in my office today." Irritation and vemon was dripping from his voice.

Roy's eyes got wide and gave him a side glance. "And what happened?"

Ed sighed and told him about the agruement and the note. "Roy. I don't want to see him and if I do, there will be bloodshed. There's only so much I can do before I lose it." Roy sighed.

"Alright. I'll do what I can to keep him away from you in the office, but outside, I can't do anything. It's not my place." Roy gave Ed a smile, trying to make him feel better. "Come on, I'll take you to my house and I'll cook you dinner."

Ed smiled. "You. Cook?" Ed laughed. "I can't see that." Roy laughed with him.

"I can cook. Very well if I do say so myself."

"Then that isn't saying much, is it?" Ed said sarcasticly.

"Oi!!!" They both laughed as Roy drove to his house.

Gawd. Sorry that took forever. I've been really busy, running this place and others and whatnot and whatnot. Oh well. There ya go.