Part Two!
Title- Things that Never sleep (Or as on FF.net Forgive me, Forgive me not)
Pairings- Roy/Ed
Warning- Character death
Summery-Small missions aren't deadly, but for Edward and the gang they may be finding themselves stuck with the same mission all the way into another life.
Past parts-
Part One
Part Two
Chapter One
Thursday, June 16, 2099
"GOOD MORNING CENTRAL!" A voice yelled off as the loud alarm went off. A groan came from a blob under a ton of covers on a huge bed. "It is 7:45 and it is already a bright sunny day! It is perfect weather for those summer love birds to take their girlfriends or boyfriends out! The traffic is great!" The form mumbled silent curses and slowly got up reviling a 18 year old blonde. He yawned widely opening his golden orbs. He rubbed his eyes and got up from the comfortable bed walking into his bathroom. "Edward! Are you up!?" The voice of his roommate came from the other room. Ed yawned again as he brushed his long blond hair before warming up the shower. "Edward!" He glared at the door. "YES!" He shouted as he undress out of his blue pj's.
He got into the warm shower, sighing. Edward quickly washed his hair and body. Then stepped out of the shower, turning it off and wrapping a towel around his body. "Mr. Elric you got mail." Came a voice from the side wall. "Read it to me, Trisha" He said as he dried himself off.
"Edward, Don't you ever write your mother anymore?-"
"Okay okay! Next one! Please!"
"Dear Mr. Edward Elric,
You have been qualified for the Paranormal Team going to the Harding Manson. We expect to see you tomorrow night at the Central University auditorium at 8 P.M. Please pack for the weekend. Bring what you think you'll need, but please limit to one suitcase.
Thank you
Paranormal Team President
Jean R. Havoc"
"HOLY SHIT!" Ed screamed and slid to the floor. "YES! HA!" He got up and ran out of the bathroom in his towel. "I GOT IT!" He yelled and his blonde roommate sighed. "What did you get, Ed? Beside a boner from running around in nothing but a towel." Ed glared at his roommate. "Ha ha ha Alphonse, But I got accepted to research that amazing piece of alchemical masterpiece called Harding Mason!" Alphonse's mouth dropped open, "That is so not fair, Edward!" Ed smirked as he walked into his bedroom, "Yes it is! I get better grades in Alchemy then you do!" Ed taunted.
Edward got dressed and went back out to see Alphonse eating breakfast. "It's still not fair." Al pouted and glared at Ed. "No one's been able to go into that house since the killing of those15 military men of the old ages." Ed smirked. "I told you to register for that contest! You might have won with me! After all we are the top 10 on the class charts, so I don't see how we couldn't have won together." Alphonse sighed, "I thought it was one of those troublesome hoaxes you always get messed up in." Ed stuck his tongue out at Alphonse. "So has your mom e-mailed you again." Edward let out a moan as he put two pieces of bread into a toaster. "Yes, I didn't even let it finish on the computer. It's not like I don't call her almost everyday."
Alphonse smiled. "It's more like she calls everyday. I think she thinks that you'll open up more in the email. That guy you've been emailing that also joined that contest with you, do you think he won? You might be able to finally meet him if he did." Edward smiled. "Yeah, I wonder if he'll be scared off if he finds out I'm homosexual. I know that Winry girl ran like hell's mutts were after her when she found out." Alphonse laughed. "I know, but she did have a crush on you. I'm just lucky that I've known you since childhood."
A faint buzzing sound filled the room, a form under black satin sheets moaned and slowly got up, yawning and rubbing his eyes. His short black hair mused through the restless night. "Mr. Mustang, You got mail" A femine voice came from a screen on the side wall. "Hmm Give it to me."
"Hey Roy!
You won't believe who got picked! ME! Did you get your e-mail yet!?
Maes"
"Of course, That team would pick an idiot to join the team" He muttered as he washed up slightly since he took a shower last night, and combed his hair.
"Hey Stranger,
Sorry for forgetting to email you for a while. I've been busy with my alchemy class. I hope you been well. Oh! I got accepted how about you? Email me back
Love-
Blonde-Alchemy"
Roy smiled and laughed. "I bet he's excited about that." Roy got dressed listening to other emails.
"Dear Mr. Roy Mustang.
You have been qualified or the Paranormal Team going to the Harding Manson. We expect to see you tomorrow night at the Central University auditorium at 8 P.M. Please pack for the weekend. Bring what you think you'll need, but please limit to one suitcase.
Thank you
Paranormal Team Assistant,
Riza Hawkeye, V.P."
"Damn, I get stuck with Meas for a whole weekend, but I also get to meet the one person I've been dying to met since that damn pen pal's thing started. This could be a good or bad thing.......nope it's going to be great! YES! I can't believe it!" Roy cheered and danced around the room.
"Hey Terry I'd like to make a reply to Blonde-Alchemy."
"Yes sir."
"Hey Blond,
Guess what! I made it! I'll see you there! Don't be late! In fact I'll meet you there a little before 8!
Love,
Mustang-Stranger. - Send."
"Mail Sent, sir."
"Good, now send one to Maes-
Hey, I got accepted, just got it. How the hell do you get up so early? Well See you there tomorrow. Roy. -Send"
"Sent."
"Thanks Terry, I'm going to the coffee cafe' if Maes emails me tell him that."
"Good bye sir."
Roy smirked and left the apartment, leaving for the college for one of his classes.
Edward spun around in his spiny chair waiting for 'Stranger' to come back home from his afternoon classes. Edward was unfortunate he had morning classes. He wished he had afternoon classes, it would have ended the pain of getting up every morning around 8 AM. "Mr. Elric you got mail" Edward fell off of his chair. "Read it to me Trisha"
"Yes Sir"
Edward got back on his chair.
" Hey blonde, you there?"
Edward smiled, "Open conversation with Mustang-Stranger"
"Hey"
"Hello"
"How was classes?"
"I got 3rd in the top 10 in the Advance Alchemy class"
"Heh, I won't tell you what I got, Hint I am in the top 10"
"That's really helpful, let me guess you’re number 9?"
"Ha ha ha very funny, no I'm above 5 on that list."
"Oohh aren't you the smart one"
"Aren't you the sarcastic one"
The conversation went on late into the night. Talking about what would it be like tomorrow. They always talked like they knew each other for years when they only met each other just last year through the college website.
Part Two
Chapter Two
Old meetings can become new meetings.
Edward thought 8:00 P.M would never come. He was nearly banging his head against the wall around seven. Alphonse helped him pack for the weekend and scolded him for screaming at the top of his lungs ("EIGHT DOESN'T EXIST"). He left a couple minutes before eight, well more like 15 minutes before eight. He opened the auditorium doors and saw that a dark haired man around 20 years of age sat on the stage, looking like he was waiting for someone.
"Hey!" Ed called up to the man who seemed spaced out. Ed blinked. The man seemed familiar to him. The man blinked a couple times and looked down at him. "Sorry, hello, has anyone else come in yet?" The dark haired man said in a deep and exotic voice. "No, not yet, are you waiting for someone?" Edward asked as he looked the man up and down. The man wasn't that bad looking. His dark short hair covered the base of his nape, and his dark eyes fascinated Edward. They were so mysterious. He also thought the man had a good sense of color in clothing, casual black jeans and a button up navy shirt with the first three buttons undone, with black sneakers. "Yes, am I that obvious? We agreed to meet five minutes before everyone got here and I came a half an hour early." Edward blinked then laughed. "Wow, who'd thought you'd come this early as well" The man blinked then smiled, laughing with the blonde. "You're him, then, stranger."
"Roy Mustang, Blonde." Roy smiled as he hopped off of the stage. "Edward Elric." The blonde took Roy's hand into his smaller one. "It'd figure you'd be the person who was on chart one in the top ten." Roy smirked and admired the smaller man. Golden hair matching the golden eyes, dressed in black leather pants, black long sleeved shirt, and white gloves. "You're the person who set the science lab on fire." Ed smirked. "Hey, they got over it." He's really short... Roy thought as he noticed the major height difference. Edward came partially up to Roy's chest. They both jumped as the doors opened, there stood Maes Hughes. "ROY! OH BUDDY!" He cheered, carrying in his own backpack.
"Damn." Roy muttered under his breath, making Ed laugh. "A friend of your's?" Roy glared at Ed, then nodded. "This is going to be so great! Imagine! A house were the world's greatest hero's of the 1920's disappeared!" Maes smiled, then noticed Ed. "Hello! I'm Maes Hughes!" He shook Ed's hand. "Edward Elric." Maes gave him a big smile and pushed a photo of his girlfriend in his face. "Isn't she just the finest lady you've ever seen?!" Edward nodded and was releived as Maes started showing Roy a new 'album' of pictures.
As Roy and Maes were distracted with photos, Edward watched as several people entered the auditorium. Some he recognized from his own classes, like Cain Fury and Breda (Which he wasn't so sure about either), and then came Jean Havoc, Riza Hawkeye, and a professor from the Paranormal Wing. The professor was a tall.(..abnormally tall... Edward thought.) female with cold eyes, she smiled at Edward and walked over to him. "Hello Mr. Elric, I'm Susan Parker. I'll be the professor supervising this 'project'." Edward shook the cold hand of Professor Parker. "I'm pleased to meet you, Professor."
After everyone was introduced, they all took a seat in the empty auditorium. Ed stole glances at Roy as the professor started to explain the group goals. Ed leaned back in the seat looking up at the hologram screen that show the very old looking house. "This is were we will be staying for the next three days. We will not be able to leave once the caretakers leave. This is a very deserted area now. The closest town is a good 20 miles away." The screen switched images and the inside of the house was shown.
"There are several rooms, we each assigned one of you to each room. This is the Blue room." A picture of a giant bed with silken sheets and blankets, blue rugs, and blue walls with tasteful art hanging on them came into veiw. "Roy Mustang, You are assigned to this room. This is the Red Room." A picture of a bright red room with a giant bed in black satin covers and pillows followed the pervious image. The rugs were a blood red and had different Alchemic arts in the room. There were bookshelves of what could only be assumed to be Alchemy texts. "Edward Elric, you are assigned to this room. This is the yellow room. Assigned to it is Breda....." Edward looked at Roy, he seemed so familiar to him. He dismissed it as seeing him sometime at the college, and from talking with him everyday through the Internet.
Ed looked in time to see the 'Mirror room' which was assigned to Riza Hawkeye. He marveled at the designed mirrors that hung around the room, almost making everything look like an optical illusion. The 'Smoking room' which seemed for visitors who smoked, which went to Jean Havoc. There was an 'Animal room’, which he decided Al would have loved. Gotta take a picture of that room for Al. ".....Outside there is a garden maze, where the 'heroes' bodies were found in the 1920's. I must warn you. That garden is off limits....the caretakers do not want anyone going in there. The rotating library, as you can guess, rotates. So as your in there don't be surprised if it starts spinning. I also must remind you, there is very very low technology. There will be no cell phones; you won't get any signals, no computers, no vocal commands, and there are no working land phones." The speech was finished of with the history of the house.
The story of the house bored him nearly to death. He yawned as everyone starting to get up, heading to a huge beaver bus. Roy sat down next to him on the bus. "Do you know how weird it is to be talking to you in person?" He laughed as Roy wiggled his eyebrows. "Yeah... you're right about your friend, Maes. He's totally crazy about his girlfriend though, that's cute." Ed smiled, making the other man laugh. "Cute? I'd say obsessed." Ed leaned against the window, smirking at the other man. "I'd love it if I had a ...uh girlfriend that obsessed over me. It's nice to know that their thinking about you all the time" He watched at the other looked over to him thoughtfully with a certain regretful look in his eye.
Ed felt a blushed spread across his face and looked down. He couldn't deny that Roy was hot. Hell, he was the hottest man he seen ever, since he left the middle east. He could never find any women attractive. So he was gay, but he was scared to admit it. Sure, people weren't as prejudice as they once were towards homosexuality, but some places were harsh to live in if you are gay. Gay. That is so lame. Gay means to be happy or over joyed. God, and fagot means a pile of sticks....do I look like a stick? Ed sighed then noticed Roy was staring and smiling at him. He blushed brightly and looked away. Damn it, why is he staring at me?!
Roy raise an eyebrow as he saw a blush appear on the blonde. He smiled and leaned on the blonde, closing his eyes. He knew the shorter man was probably blushing even brighter then it was before. But hell, Edward made a great pillow.
Edward walked into the beautiful manson; he was in awe by the arrays. The professor laughed behind him. She leaned over his shoulder and smiled coldly. "I'm glad you like the sights. Everyone, I'll show you all to your rooms now." The professor walked down the carefully cleaned hallways, and opened the doors to the red and blue rooms. "These rooms are connected, so you two will be sharing a bathroom. Enjoy tonight, you get to learn the 'stories' of deaths in these rooms tomorrow." Yep. That made him feel very welcomed. Ed sighed and looked at Roy, then went into his giant room.
He jumped onto the fluffy bed. "OH MY GOD! This is so comfortable!" He shouted and cuddled into the silky sheets. He whined when he had to get out of the bed to strip out of his clothing but settled right back in afterwards.
Roy laughed when he heard the other man scream in joy. He put on his blue pajamas and settled into the blue sheets and kept the reading light on to read one of the books he brought with him. He couldn't help but think about the blonde. He looked up at the celling...for a brief moment. He thought he saw a face. He shook his head and looked up again. Just my imagination. He laughed lightly, then really felt uncomfortable in the room.
Part Two
Chapter Three
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Imagine the potential of lives that have been lost. One could have found the cure for cancer.
He was running, he legs were tired and sore. He could hear his heart beat in his head as he ran from the back of the huge house. His vison blurred as he ran into a maze of bushes. He was lost. He could only see a light behind him and bushes to the sides of him. He looked down to see that he was running in a red substance.
He screamed out for help, but no sound could pass his lips. He was scare, very scare. He slipped and fell into the substance, noticing that it was blood. The light drew closer. He slipped as he got up and continued to run. He felt sick from being covered in the coppery blood. Edward.... The name continued to run in his head as he neared the middle of the maze. There was a figure sitting on a bench with blonde, braided hair. As he approached the figure, it stood up and turned to him, holding his hands out to him. Edward. That's who the figure was. It was Edward. His eyes were glassed over, in his left hand was a knife that looked like it was from the kitchen. He watched a cold smile cross the lips. Not Edward. The light was catching up with him. It soon engulfed him and the killer figure. A-
A scream passed his lips as he sat up fast, panting as if he was running just a minute ago. Sweat soaked his pajamas. He couldn't remember what woke him up. He could barely remember the nightmare. He took a deep breath. "Are you okay?" A soft voice asked him, startling him at first, he hadn’t noticed anyone in the room when he woke up. He looked over to see Edward keeled down at the bed side. He nodded slowly, giving the blonde a shaky smile. "Yeah, just a nightmare." Edward smiled and nodded. "This place does give people nightmares." He felt a little better with the blonde near him, a flash of a blonde standing in blood invaded his vision. He took a deep breath and blinked. "Come on. It's eight. let's go downstairs." He heard the other say before dragging him out of bed and out of the room.
Everyone seemed a little pale at the breakfast table, as if everyone had a terrible nightmares. Edward could shrug off the nightmare, he was used to them after his father died in a car accident about five years ago with him in the back seat. He was lucky he even survived, he guessed, but that was why his mother always fussed about him calling her to make sure everything was okay. She didn't want her only child to die on her like her husband did. The caretakers could cook as far as Edward was concerned at the time. He caught Roy looking at him as he ate and felt a little embarrassed. He slowed down eating then waited for everyone else to finish poking at their breakfast. He slightly wondered what their nightmare was about. His was the same as it always was, watching his father die in front of him. He wished he had gotten along better with the old man, but hell how could be get along with someone ten times more stubborner then he was.
Professor Parker led them to the attic after breakfast. "We'll start in this room and move down. Each room has a battery operated camera in it. All you're movements are being recorded as I speak." She said in her cold voice to the group. "Even though there is someone watching us at all times, if we have an emergency it'll take forever before someone comes to help us." Everyone nodded before she continued. "The library is for anyone's use, just be careful. It likes to start spinning around Noon - 4:00 P.M. Now for the history of this room. This is were most of the bodies that were killed in the 20's were found. Most of them were missing heads or limbs. Some were so battered you couldn't even tell it was a human being. This is were a servant of the lord that lived here was hung for misbehaving. Several people have died of a fire that had hit the house in the 1800's in this attic. Of course as you can tell it's been rebuilt. Now follow me."
They moved down a level to a room that was mostly bare except for bloody scratch mark and hand prints. "This is why these rooms are marked off. This is were the elusive Fullmetal was found, a rope tied around each wrist hanging from the roof in a cross like fashion. Whatever killed him sliced his wrists. Some say that he killed himself and before killing himself convinced his commanding officer, The Flame alchemist, to tie him up there. The only problem with that theory was that there were no blades near the scene of the crime." Roy felt his chest clench tightly, he followed the rest out of the room and felt releived once he was out of the room. The other rooms were known as the hanged case rooms. A person would be found in one of the rooms hanging in different positions. He slightly wondered if the community just wanted to scare the hell out of them and placed the bloody markings on the walls themselves.
A cold chill ran down his back as they entered a room just below the last room that caused him to feel like this. "This is where two solders were found. One was a great marksmen, the other was a Communications team member, thought to be the best of the best back then. Appearantly the commanding officer of the team heard their screams and ran to this room only to find the door locked. The weird thing is that the marksmen was found in the basement with two other members of the unit. Warrant Officer Falman and Major Breda. Who died of mysterious causes. The Communication Officer was pinned against the west wall with his own knifes. He bled to death." He watched Maes shiver and walk over to him. "Creepy, huh?" Maes said weakly before exiting the room, Roy followed him afterwards. Edward looked intrigued by all the information. Roy wondered about the short blonde. Why had he been in his dreams? He shook his head and sighed as they headed to the library.
He almost laughed as he saw Edward looking at all the books and not even paying attention to the Professor. Roy walked over to him, not wanting to hear anymore gruesome stories of deaths he really didn't want to know about. "What are you doing?" He smirked as he noticed he startled the blonde. "Don't do that!" The blonde growled. "I'm only looking at the books. Hey where did everyone go?" They looked around and noticed everyone had left without them. "Oh well." Edward shrugged and went back to looking at the titles of the books. "Oh well?! Hello! Edward! This is a huge killer house! We could get lost?!" He yelled at the blonde who was obviously ignoring him. Roy sighed and sat on a couch that was in the library.
Edward was sitting next to Roy on the couch reading a book, as the other man slept. He slightly wondered if anyone noticed that they were gone. He flipped a page as the floor started to slowly move. "What the ...." soon it started spinning faster.
Part Two
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Chapter Four
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Now we go on the marry-go-round. We go around and around.
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Edward was sitting next to Roy on the couch reading a book, as the other man slept. He slightly wondered if anyone noticed that they were gone. He flipped a page as the floor started to slowly move. "What the ...." soon it started spinning faster.
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Roy was awaken by the spinning, "What the hell!?" He screamed and clang to the couch. Edward was just barely able to stay on the couch as it span in circles. "They said it spins but hell! They didn't say it went this fast!" Edward yelled when he noticed Roy woke up. Roy looked a little pale as they continued to spin. Soon they were thrown off the couch and thrown against one of the bookshelves that were implanted into the walls. More like Ed hit the wall and Roy hit Ed. The room stopped spinning when several books fell off the shelves. "Edward?" He looked behind him to see the blonde unconscious, bleeding from the forehead as if he hit his head.
He moved over towards Ed to make sure there was a pulse, and there was a strong pulse. He picked up Ed and ran to the blonde's room to put him on the bed, then to go get help.
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We could die in here couldn't we?
Don't worry, Fullmetal, I won't let you die.
Why am I so scared? These aren't my memories...
I lied. I wasn't able to....
I'm sorry....Aru...
Al? what....?
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The approaching figure smiled at him before he reached down and kissed him. The dark eyes puzzled him. Roy? He thought as the person started walking towards the darkness. "NO!" He yelled and started running to the dark haired person. "Don't leave me alone!" The person turned slightly and smiled at him, a charming smile that he remembered, but at the same time didn't. "I'm not leaving you, Fullmetal....I'm dead." The person looked so much like Roy. "No, I'm not 'Fullmetal’. I’m just Edward." He yelled trying to catch up. Please don't turn away from me, Colonel... He stopped and stared. No. I can't go near him... The 'Colonel' turned as if to see if he was still following him. Frowning, he turned and ran the other way. No, please...it's the Colonel! It's safe! He's ROY! His mind yelled, but he continued to run the other way.
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He watched the sleeping blonde from the chair near the bed. There was now a bandage that could be seen behind the blonde's bangs. He ran a hand over the bangs in a petting motion. He smiled sadly as he watched him. It seemed as if he was having a horrible nightmare. He wished that he could wake up him up, but he didn't want to disturb him.
He was confused. Why did he feel like it was his fault that Edward was hurt? It wasn't a major injury. But it still made him feel horrible. After all he did land on the shorter man. He bit his bottom lip as he looked down at the sheets. "Roy...." came a whisper off the blonde's lips. He looked to see if Ed had woken, but....but he was only talking in his sleep.
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A brunette smiled at him and picked him up in her arms. "Mom...where's dad?" His mother smiled sadly at him and hugged him tightly, sitting on a brown couch. "Daddy went away for awhile, Ed." His mother said kindly and held on to him. "Will he come back?...he's always so busy." Her son's questioning seemed to make her more depressed. She clung on tighter to her son, as if afraid he'd leave her too. "He'll come back, Don't worry, now go look after your brother." Ed got up and he walked into the other room while his mother cried. ...that....that.... Jerk.... He thought as he heard the sobs in the other room. His baby brother's cries soon shared the sounds of their mother's.
Asshole....bastard...
He abandon us Al!
Who's thoughts and memories are these?
Mine.
Mine?
Yes... Mine.
..mine...Am I dead?
Not yet. Leave that house. Take Roy with you.
What? Why?
It's deadly. It's not dormant. Only waiting for the right time to strike. Please leave.
Huh?
Wake up and leave stupid!
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Roy watched as the golden-amber eyes opened, then shut briefly. "Roy? Ugh my head hurts..." Roy smiled, he was really worried about that damn stupid blonde. "You hit your head." Ed laughed and covered his face with the covers. He heard him say "That's why I heard dead people talk to me...." Now he was very worried about him. He just couldn't explain why he loved this person so much. It hurt when he saw blood running down the soft tanned cheeks, crusting slowly as his back was against the wall. It had hurt and it still hurt to see him sitting in the bed with a bandage under his bangs, a small brown spot from where the blood had leaked through before stopping a couple of hours ago.
He missed something that Ed had said, but before he could ask what he said, the blonde laid back down and looked away from him. "What did you say?" Roy asked anyways. "I asked if you believed in recarnations...a past life..." Roy frowned and sighed. "I don't really know. Why?" He watched a soft smile appear on the other's face.
I really love that smile. It's a shame he doesn't smile like that more. The thought rose in his head. He smiled back, and mentally shook himself. Why was he thinking like this? What had drawn up these thoughts? He's really beautiful when he isn't being loud.....He isn't loud...not that I know of.... Yes he is loud and annoying, but you got to love it. He's also very short, not that I'd mention that out loud... Why were these thoughts entering his? These weren't his thoughts.
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On the outside, night was slowly approaching. Two top rooms near the attic of the house lit up, they were parallel from each other. The house seemed to be smiling evily at the town thirty miles from the perplexed horror that was about to happen inside of the house.
Part Two
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Chapter Five
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When you're locked in you feel safe. When you're locked in you're scared. Why?
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"Wow! Look at this!" The over cheery voice of Maes Hughes sounded from the library. In his hand was a very old looking newspaper. "You guys won't believe this!" He barged into Ed's room with the other's following him. Roy looked at him irritated as if saying 'this better be good'. His friend smirked at him. "Did I interrupt anything?" He asked innocently. "NO!!" The two in the room yelled at the same time and earned laughs from the people behind them. "Glad to see that you're up, Mr. Elric." Professor Parker said coldly, ruining the warm moment in the room. The room seemed to grow cold as she entered it, but no one seemed to notice. "So Mr. Hughes, what did you find?" She asked to him.
Well no one could say that Maes Hughes was ever a scaredy cat. Hell, he was rated the most courageous in High School. However the eerie chill that the professer seemed to give off made him uneasy and he didn't like it at all. "Look at this picture in this newspaper...doesn't that person look like someone we know?" Ed wasn't able to see the picture as everyone was about a good foot taller then him. "Wow it does look like him." The people in the circle muttered, then looked over to Ed. "What?! Who does it look like?" He questioned then noticed the picture. "Is that me?" He took a closer look. It was an old headliner "THE INFAMOUS FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST CAPTURES THE INFAMOUS THEIF PSIREN." Under that was a picture a young 15 year old boy, wearing red and black, frowning. His golden eyes glaring at whoever was taking the picture. Next to him stood a giant suit of armor.
"That's not possible.." Ed backed away from the picture as everyone looked at him. "That's not all there is. I also found out the names we didn't have" Maes said smirking. "Read the article."
"The youngest state alchemist ever has captured Psiren. It had taken the young alchemist less then a week of investigation. Edward Elric, age 15, says that it was a difficult capture." Roy read aloud then skimmed through it until he saw his name "Roy Mustang, The Flame Alchemist and Hero of Ishabal, had no comment after Psiren escaped from his custody. Maes Hughes and the rest of the military communication's team promise that Psiren will be captured again."
"Told you I found something. Isn't it strange how our names are in this article?" Maes questioned, sitting on Ed's bed as everyone got a turn at reading the article themselves. "Hey they called this flame guy that had MY name; an idoit." Roy pouted and looked over to his friend. "You guys have to be related then, solves problem number one" Ed joked then went seriously. "Do you think the rumors are true about this place then? That the house wanted us to find this paper? This article is older then all of us put together....hell it's on PAPER and not in a computer or something. Using paper was outruled for news in 2010 the last time I checked." The professor nodded. "There was no need for newpaper when everyone had some form of getting the news without paper means." Riza commented. "Even children in schools use computers to take tests now. Everything is electronical now. Well except for books on scientific studies and some novels."
"Hey isn't Ishabal now a desert?" Ed questioned the team that had invaded his room. "Yes siry; it's been for the last what? 100 years? maybe more? I believe it was created into a desert after the 'Ishabal Massacre' which from what I read sounds more like a tragedy" Roy glared at Maes as he leaned closer to the golden eyed teenager. Without the three noticing, the others headed to the library to look for more newspapers like the one in their possession.
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Maes secrectly smirked as he noticed his friend's firey glare at his back. It was easy to tell that he was jealous that he was so close to the blonde haired boy. He could easily win the boy over with his friendly attitude. Roy was just lucky that he had a gorgeous girlfriend at home. Plus, he was loyal to the point that if Roy said it was safe to jump off a bridge, he would do it. Then again...He did always loved messing with Roy's head. He leaned a little closer to the oblivous blonde, smirking at Roy. "So, Edo are you feeling better?" Edward smiled at him sweetly. "Yes..uhh.. Maes, Thank you for asking." He could see Roy twiching at the corner of his eye.
He patted Ed on the back and smiled. "Hey no problemo! A friend of Roy’s is a friend of mine!" He recieved another death glare from the said friend. Well messing with Roy's head was way to easy for it's own good. He looked at the blonde. For some reason he felt a fatherly bond towards the blonde. It just couldn't be explained. He smiled and ruffled Ed's hair, playfully. "So Roy ol' buddy! whatcha think about all this?" Roy continued to glare at him, and frowned. "It seems weird. How could our names been in a newspaper thats over 100 years old, and it still looks brand new....which is weird. Something is going on here." Ed and Maes nodded their heads in agreement. "Have you guys been having weird feelings lately?" Ed asked looking down at the sheets at his weird question.
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Chains rattled down the hall, the sounds echoed off of the walls. Moans rang down the halls, but weren't heard by the inhabitants of the building. Secretly the building lit with its awakening. All it cared for were the three that began noticing. Voices....They cried out. Trying to be heard by the deaf inhabitants. Crying from the pain that was infinitely placed on them. Within the cries, was a hidious laughter. Manical laughter. A threat that will happen.
It counts down to when it will happen.
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"I want you, Edward" Roy purred, nipping at his neck. Chills ran down his back as Roy's teeth glazed his delicate skin. A light blush crossed Edward's face as Roy's kisses slowly raised from the base of his neck to his ear. Roy nibbled on the lobe of Ed's ear, earning himself a low moan. Edward choked down a harsh breath and slowly whispered, "No, you don't want me...You hate me" Roy frowned and turned Ed around. "Edward..." He said softly, slowly pressing his lips to the other's. "I love you. I love you, Edward. I couldn't hate you if you tried to make me." Ed smiled and wrapped his arms around Roy's neck and slowly kissed Roy back.
Oh....Roy....
Edward felt tethered by the chills and sensations that ran throughout his body. Roy's hot lips on his chest gave him a type of pleasure he never felt before. Ed experimentally ran his sweaty left hand over Roy's pale chest, thumbing over a delicate, pink, hardened nipple. His heart was beating violently fast in his chest as he heard Roy groan in pleasure at his touch. He never even thought of Roy liking him his way. Everything in his head kept jumbling up as Roy slowly removed his belt; pulling down his black jeans. Ed removed Roy's pants, touching experimentally; testing each touch. Ed let out a shivery moan as a hot textured hand wrapped around his very excited member.
Roy admired the beauty of the younger man. He always thought that Edward was beautiful from far away, but it was even better close up. He could see all of his scars, proof that he too was human and not a god. Roy had his fair share of scars, but not many. He was really good with outside battlefields and attacking within, not letting anyone know he was there except for the huge bonfire that would be left behind. He felt pleasure run through him as Edward let out a throaty moan.
Oh ....God....is this a dream?
He was mildly distracted as Roy entered one finger into him. At first he resisted the alien touch, but with Roy's cooing words he relaxed to the touch. He shivered and gasped as one of Roy's gentle hands pumped his heated and painfully hard cock and the other thrusting in and out of his ass.
After he was used to the one finger Roy slid a second finger into the tight hot space, trying to make it stretch enough for his own excitement. Ed winced and whined at the new and painful addition of fingers. Roy kissed him, and cooed trying to calm and relax the younger one down. Once Edward was relaxed and calm, Roy started experimenting with different angles to see which made the blonde underneath him moan or cry out the loudest.
It is a dream.....right?
Roy slowly entered through the thick, tight ring of muscle and tissue. He ran a hand through Edward's hair, getting him to relax to the organ inside of him. They kissed as Roy slowly began to thrust in and out of the heated space. Ed whimpered and moan loudly as Roy hit the spot where it sent the most wonderful sensations up and down his spine.
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Edward flew up into a sitting postion as he woke up from the exciting "dream". He panted as he looked down to see a full erection. He went to get up to have a little fun with his right hand, but sat back down when he noticed the light coming from the door. The door that contained the very man he had dreamt about. He blushed at the flashbacks of the dream that fluttered about breifly. He got up, it grew a little harder to move properly, and made sure that the bathroom was locked.
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Roy stared at the ceiling as he had woken up. His lower region was painfully hard. It didn’t help that he was dreaming about a man that was only a door away. It was killing him. He was stuck there staring up at the ceiling as he heard a moan come from the bathroom. Looks like he wasn't the only one who had a naughty dream. He smirked as he got up and decided to join the blonde in the bathroom. He really didn't know what came over him as he opened the bathroom door.
End of Part Two