Twisted Love 3
Twisted Love - Camaraderie
Edward was reading a book in his living room, legs crossed. He jumped when
there was a knock at the door. Odd, he wasn't expecting Al or Winry,
considering they were in Rizenbul.although it would be very like Winry to turn
up before calling, dragging Alphonse behind her. Perhaps if he ignored it, the
bored salesman would go away.
No such luck. The knocking persisted a second time. He sighed. He really
wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, and probably didn't even look
presentable. He was wearing black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. "Coming!" He
grabbed his black jacket and slipped it on overtop, brushing his hair back
into a ponytail. He knew he looked like hell, but whoever bothered him would
just have to live with it.
Edward opened the door in quite a mood, no problem taking it out on one of the
poor salesmen that ever graced his doorstep, but jumped in surprise at who was
standing there. It was none other than Riza Hawkeye. He flustered for a
moment, his anger dissipating within moments, turning to confusion.
She smiled weakly. "Hello Edward.
"Um, hi. I wasn't expecting company." The tone suggested that expecting could
be replaced with wanting, since his appearance was horribly ragged.
"This isn't a bad time, is it?
"No, I suppose not." He stepped aside, inviting her in. What was she doing on
his doorstep anyway? He watched her step inside. She at least looked
together, as though she'd gotten ready for her day. He sighed. He concluded he
had been quite lazy that morning. "Make yourself at home. I'll just make
myself a little more presentable.
She smiled at him. "It's alright if you don't, I did surprise you after all.
Edward nodded. Well he wasn't going to turn down that. "So, can I get you
anything to drink or.?" He let the question hang in the air.
"Water, please.
With that, he excused himself, amazed.
* * * * *
For the second time in as many days, Riza found herself in Edward's townhouse.
It really was spacious for one individual. She looked around the room, noting
the bookcase with a smile. He probably had one in every room. But this one
held pictures of his family on one shelf. She looked them over; Winry and
Alphonse had sent pictures, some of Edward when he was younger as well. It was
nice.
Her gaze travelled around the room, taking in the desk that threatened to
collapse under Edward's addiction to books, the coffee table that wasn't
fairing much better and the couch that had enough room for one person to
squeeze into with the offending pieces.someone really ought to intervene in
his obsession.
Riza was startled when Edward came back into the room, looking almost guilty
for exploring the room, even if he had mentioned he didn't mind. Edward smiled
at her and handed her the water before moving to clear off a seat for her. She
watched him. In truth, she didn't know him that well, probably no one did. She
found herself curious.
"Sorry, I really wasn't expecting company at." He checked his watch. "Six
o'clock?! Holy crap!
She nearly giggled. "You look like you've been reading all day.
"I have." Edward blushed. It was almost cute to witness, she thought. He
shuffled around to clean up a bit, enough so that she could sit comfortably
and have room for himself.
She took the cue and sat down. He joined her moments later. Riza smiled at
him. He looked confused. He was wrong though; in fact, the distracted scholar
look suited him quite well. She noted that he looked rather attractive with
his hair pulled back haphazardly and his clothes thrown on loosely. He was
also particularly thin which made her frown lightly. "Did you eat today,
Edward?
"Oh, no, not yet." He admitted, looking slightly ashamed.
"Let me take you out to eat." She insisted out of nowhere. She couldn't really
blame him for looking surprised at that statement. They weren't close by a
long shot, but perhaps it would be an interesting friendship, seeing as they
have something in common.
".Okay.
* * * * *
It was a small restaurant, fairly inexpensive and it had a homey feel to it.
The style of the food was distinctly simple, and it was one of Edward's
favourite places to eat. It reminded him of home. He led her to a table and
gestured for her to sit with him. He'd never been out with a woman before,
under any circumstances.unless one counted being dragged around Central buying
Winry things.which he did not. He relaxed a little when she smiled at him.
Riza picked up the menu and began looking it over. He watched her, since he
didn't need to read it himself. Edward was patient though, and offered advice
when she asked for it.
A waiter came over, took their orders and left.
Riza smiled at him again. "How are you doing, Edward?
"Alright I suppose." For some reason the question had caught him off guard.
"This.isn't the first time it happened to me, so, it's alright.
She frowned. "It's not alright.
"Sure it is." He smiled weakly. The truth was he didn't think he was that well
suited for a relationship anyway, and at least he had had Roy, so he could say
that, ten years from now when it was likely he'd have nephews and nieces to
bother him on the issue.
"No it's not. He had no right to do that to you, anymore than he had the right
to do that to me.
"He did it before though. He left me when you said yes. Only he told me that
didn't work out and came back." He sighed. "I was stupid.
Riza frowned again and took his hand in hers. "Edward, you're not stupid. He's
very.persuasive. And charming.
"Not really." He laughed. "He never did try and charm me. It was just.well not
much." Edward blushed. He didn't really want to admit quite what the
relationship was, which was mostly sex. That hadn't bothered him at the time
and didn't bother him now because he wasn't really looking for someone to
marry after all.
She understood though and smiled. He smiled back and realized she was holding
his hand and blushed, gently pulling it away. She didn't look bothered by
this, which was good.
Dinner came after that, and he settled down to eat.
* * * * *
Riza watched him, smiling a bit. She had never really spent time with the
younger man, although she knew him for so long. She had never considered it;
but now that they had been in the same situation together, she found it
appealing to make him a friend. Perhaps a close friend. He was attractive.she
blushed. Her thoughts shouldn't take that turn, she chided herself. He was
only nineteen after all.
The food he'd recommended was good. It was like going home to your family and
having your mother cook a great meal in your honour. She loved it. It had been
quite some time since she had seen her family anyway, but the warm feeling was
there. She would have to come to this restaurant again in the future. The
thought of asking Edward to accompany her flittered across her mind, which
surprised her.
Once their meal was completed, she insisted on paying her share, which Edward,
after persuasion, relented and allowed. He could be a gentleman when he tried
and it was almost charming, in an awkward way. She had never seen the young
man attempt to be particularly polite or nice before. 'He really was', she
mused, 'reclusive. He could probably live in a hut in the middle of nowhere
with nothing but books and be perfectly content.
It was a shame really. She sighed, the evening was drawing to a close and she
didn't feel as though she should go back to her apartment alone to her dog.
She'd rather have company if she could have it.
Stepping outside the restaurant she turned to the young blond accompanying
her. "Care to go out for a drink?
He smiled at her and nodded. "Sure.
Riza led the way down the street. She knew of a fairly nice bar not too far
away and wondered if Edward went out much. Probably not, she mused. But he
didn't look like he was troubled by it, not now. Not like he had when she
arrived at his door. She had noticed it when she arrived, but that was all the
more reason to spend time with him.
Their conversation turned to current events, anything to keep away from the
topic of what happened the night before. Although, he must have been thinking
of it, she certainly was. Perhaps a drink in good company wouldn't be bad.
* * * * *
Darkness was a strange thing. It could mean a bad omen, or a bad mood. Or
simply, the fall of night.
It was dark out when they left the bar, several drinks later, with lighter
wallets and lighter heads.
It was still dark when Riza had nearly fallen against Edward, laughing.
It was dark when he kissed her.
It was dark when she let him.
It was dark when they entered Edward's town house, and neither bothered to
turn on the lights.
It was dark when she took him by the hand and pulled him up to the bedroom.
It was dark when they fell into bed together.
Darkness held many secrets within its mysterious folds.
* * * * *
Riza relaxed. Her companion was fast asleep next to her, his flesh arm resting
on her stomach. He was surprisingly charming when drunk, something he no doubt
picked up from Roy, and his lips were quite loose. Apparently information wasn
't the only thing he was willing to part with when he was drunk.
She could barely believe she had allowed this to happen.falling into bed with
a man after a few drinks. She hadn't even given herself up to Roy, and she'd
dated him for two months. Edward had been positively bright when drunk,
perhaps a look at what he could have been like if he hadn't endured the many
hardships he had.
Or she was thinking too much. That happened to her when she drank, along with
the impulsiveness that led them to this situation. She wondered how he'd react
when he woke up beside her. Probably not well. She moved to get up, to escape,
to let him relax.
He sighed in his sleep and held onto her tighter. It figures he'd be a clingy
lover in bed when she was trying to escape. She smiled a bit and settled down.
Well, if he wanted her to stay, he could deal with the shock later.
* * * * *
For Roy, the darkness was taunting. He was alone for the first time in a long
time. He had no one to turn to, and no one else he was interested in. No, he
wanted his lovers back.both, either one, whatever. He wished he hadn't been
caught.
It wasn't just that though. That normally didn't bother him, getting caught.
What bothered him was that Edward and Riza had caught him.
He was more than just attracted to them.
Shit.
Roy glared at his reflection in a mirror. How he loathed himself at this
moment. Not only had he damaged his own heart, but his lovers'. Both of them.
Shit Roy, what were you thinking?!
He was nursing a drink, it was a night for alcohol. Sometimes he had those
nights, when everything seemed wrong and the world seemed miles away.
How he hated them.
How he hated himself.
The reflection stared back. Of course it did, he was glaring at it. Then it
was gone in a rain of shattered glass.
To Be Continued
Yeah, I know...clinging to an inactive comm. Oh well. XD
Edward was reading a book in his living room, legs crossed. He jumped when
there was a knock at the door. Odd, he wasn't expecting Al or Winry,
considering they were in Rizenbul.although it would be very like Winry to turn
up before calling, dragging Alphonse behind her. Perhaps if he ignored it, the
bored salesman would go away.
No such luck. The knocking persisted a second time. He sighed. He really
wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, and probably didn't even look
presentable. He was wearing black sweatpants and a white t-shirt. "Coming!" He
grabbed his black jacket and slipped it on overtop, brushing his hair back
into a ponytail. He knew he looked like hell, but whoever bothered him would
just have to live with it.
Edward opened the door in quite a mood, no problem taking it out on one of the
poor salesmen that ever graced his doorstep, but jumped in surprise at who was
standing there. It was none other than Riza Hawkeye. He flustered for a
moment, his anger dissipating within moments, turning to confusion.
She smiled weakly. "Hello Edward.
"Um, hi. I wasn't expecting company." The tone suggested that expecting could
be replaced with wanting, since his appearance was horribly ragged.
"This isn't a bad time, is it?
"No, I suppose not." He stepped aside, inviting her in. What was she doing on
his doorstep anyway? He watched her step inside. She at least looked
together, as though she'd gotten ready for her day. He sighed. He concluded he
had been quite lazy that morning. "Make yourself at home. I'll just make
myself a little more presentable.
She smiled at him. "It's alright if you don't, I did surprise you after all.
Edward nodded. Well he wasn't going to turn down that. "So, can I get you
anything to drink or.?" He let the question hang in the air.
"Water, please.
With that, he excused himself, amazed.
* * * * *
For the second time in as many days, Riza found herself in Edward's townhouse.
It really was spacious for one individual. She looked around the room, noting
the bookcase with a smile. He probably had one in every room. But this one
held pictures of his family on one shelf. She looked them over; Winry and
Alphonse had sent pictures, some of Edward when he was younger as well. It was
nice.
Her gaze travelled around the room, taking in the desk that threatened to
collapse under Edward's addiction to books, the coffee table that wasn't
fairing much better and the couch that had enough room for one person to
squeeze into with the offending pieces.someone really ought to intervene in
his obsession.
Riza was startled when Edward came back into the room, looking almost guilty
for exploring the room, even if he had mentioned he didn't mind. Edward smiled
at her and handed her the water before moving to clear off a seat for her. She
watched him. In truth, she didn't know him that well, probably no one did. She
found herself curious.
"Sorry, I really wasn't expecting company at." He checked his watch. "Six
o'clock?! Holy crap!
She nearly giggled. "You look like you've been reading all day.
"I have." Edward blushed. It was almost cute to witness, she thought. He
shuffled around to clean up a bit, enough so that she could sit comfortably
and have room for himself.
She took the cue and sat down. He joined her moments later. Riza smiled at
him. He looked confused. He was wrong though; in fact, the distracted scholar
look suited him quite well. She noted that he looked rather attractive with
his hair pulled back haphazardly and his clothes thrown on loosely. He was
also particularly thin which made her frown lightly. "Did you eat today,
Edward?
"Oh, no, not yet." He admitted, looking slightly ashamed.
"Let me take you out to eat." She insisted out of nowhere. She couldn't really
blame him for looking surprised at that statement. They weren't close by a
long shot, but perhaps it would be an interesting friendship, seeing as they
have something in common.
".Okay.
* * * * *
It was a small restaurant, fairly inexpensive and it had a homey feel to it.
The style of the food was distinctly simple, and it was one of Edward's
favourite places to eat. It reminded him of home. He led her to a table and
gestured for her to sit with him. He'd never been out with a woman before,
under any circumstances.unless one counted being dragged around Central buying
Winry things.which he did not. He relaxed a little when she smiled at him.
Riza picked up the menu and began looking it over. He watched her, since he
didn't need to read it himself. Edward was patient though, and offered advice
when she asked for it.
A waiter came over, took their orders and left.
Riza smiled at him again. "How are you doing, Edward?
"Alright I suppose." For some reason the question had caught him off guard.
"This.isn't the first time it happened to me, so, it's alright.
She frowned. "It's not alright.
"Sure it is." He smiled weakly. The truth was he didn't think he was that well
suited for a relationship anyway, and at least he had had Roy, so he could say
that, ten years from now when it was likely he'd have nephews and nieces to
bother him on the issue.
"No it's not. He had no right to do that to you, anymore than he had the right
to do that to me.
"He did it before though. He left me when you said yes. Only he told me that
didn't work out and came back." He sighed. "I was stupid.
Riza frowned again and took his hand in hers. "Edward, you're not stupid. He's
very.persuasive. And charming.
"Not really." He laughed. "He never did try and charm me. It was just.well not
much." Edward blushed. He didn't really want to admit quite what the
relationship was, which was mostly sex. That hadn't bothered him at the time
and didn't bother him now because he wasn't really looking for someone to
marry after all.
She understood though and smiled. He smiled back and realized she was holding
his hand and blushed, gently pulling it away. She didn't look bothered by
this, which was good.
Dinner came after that, and he settled down to eat.
* * * * *
Riza watched him, smiling a bit. She had never really spent time with the
younger man, although she knew him for so long. She had never considered it;
but now that they had been in the same situation together, she found it
appealing to make him a friend. Perhaps a close friend. He was attractive.she
blushed. Her thoughts shouldn't take that turn, she chided herself. He was
only nineteen after all.
The food he'd recommended was good. It was like going home to your family and
having your mother cook a great meal in your honour. She loved it. It had been
quite some time since she had seen her family anyway, but the warm feeling was
there. She would have to come to this restaurant again in the future. The
thought of asking Edward to accompany her flittered across her mind, which
surprised her.
Once their meal was completed, she insisted on paying her share, which Edward,
after persuasion, relented and allowed. He could be a gentleman when he tried
and it was almost charming, in an awkward way. She had never seen the young
man attempt to be particularly polite or nice before. 'He really was', she
mused, 'reclusive. He could probably live in a hut in the middle of nowhere
with nothing but books and be perfectly content.
It was a shame really. She sighed, the evening was drawing to a close and she
didn't feel as though she should go back to her apartment alone to her dog.
She'd rather have company if she could have it.
Stepping outside the restaurant she turned to the young blond accompanying
her. "Care to go out for a drink?
He smiled at her and nodded. "Sure.
Riza led the way down the street. She knew of a fairly nice bar not too far
away and wondered if Edward went out much. Probably not, she mused. But he
didn't look like he was troubled by it, not now. Not like he had when she
arrived at his door. She had noticed it when she arrived, but that was all the
more reason to spend time with him.
Their conversation turned to current events, anything to keep away from the
topic of what happened the night before. Although, he must have been thinking
of it, she certainly was. Perhaps a drink in good company wouldn't be bad.
* * * * *
Darkness was a strange thing. It could mean a bad omen, or a bad mood. Or
simply, the fall of night.
It was dark out when they left the bar, several drinks later, with lighter
wallets and lighter heads.
It was still dark when Riza had nearly fallen against Edward, laughing.
It was dark when he kissed her.
It was dark when she let him.
It was dark when they entered Edward's town house, and neither bothered to
turn on the lights.
It was dark when she took him by the hand and pulled him up to the bedroom.
It was dark when they fell into bed together.
Darkness held many secrets within its mysterious folds.
* * * * *
Riza relaxed. Her companion was fast asleep next to her, his flesh arm resting
on her stomach. He was surprisingly charming when drunk, something he no doubt
picked up from Roy, and his lips were quite loose. Apparently information wasn
't the only thing he was willing to part with when he was drunk.
She could barely believe she had allowed this to happen.falling into bed with
a man after a few drinks. She hadn't even given herself up to Roy, and she'd
dated him for two months. Edward had been positively bright when drunk,
perhaps a look at what he could have been like if he hadn't endured the many
hardships he had.
Or she was thinking too much. That happened to her when she drank, along with
the impulsiveness that led them to this situation. She wondered how he'd react
when he woke up beside her. Probably not well. She moved to get up, to escape,
to let him relax.
He sighed in his sleep and held onto her tighter. It figures he'd be a clingy
lover in bed when she was trying to escape. She smiled a bit and settled down.
Well, if he wanted her to stay, he could deal with the shock later.
* * * * *
For Roy, the darkness was taunting. He was alone for the first time in a long
time. He had no one to turn to, and no one else he was interested in. No, he
wanted his lovers back.both, either one, whatever. He wished he hadn't been
caught.
It wasn't just that though. That normally didn't bother him, getting caught.
What bothered him was that Edward and Riza had caught him.
He was more than just attracted to them.
Shit.
Roy glared at his reflection in a mirror. How he loathed himself at this
moment. Not only had he damaged his own heart, but his lovers'. Both of them.
Shit Roy, what were you thinking?!
He was nursing a drink, it was a night for alcohol. Sometimes he had those
nights, when everything seemed wrong and the world seemed miles away.
How he hated them.
How he hated himself.
The reflection stared back. Of course it did, he was glaring at it. Then it
was gone in a rain of shattered glass.
To Be Continued
Yeah, I know...clinging to an inactive comm. Oh well. XD