Well okay so this is my very first RoyxEd fic...so don't get mad at me, okay! I like it so far and I have lots of plans for it. Plus I'm happy because I had to wait 3 days to put this up! Do you know how hard that is? I was about to go insane...((people throw food)) okay okay...Yaoi it is...jeeze...

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, or the growth pills Ed recently took to get to Roy's height. So no one can sue me, HA! ((gets sued)) ...they took my crayon! T.T

Scare Me Senseless, Then Hold Me Tight

Chapter One

I Want Your Towel

Nervous.

That's what I was.

Well okay, maybe it was more than just nervousness coursing through my blood.

But hell why does it matter?

Ed was standing in front of me, dripping wet, hair messy and dripping too; a towel being the only thing covering the feature I wanted to see most.

No, bad thoughts Mustang! Fuck, he's looking at me. Does he know I was looking? He told me not to look, but I did anyways. I think if it wasn't for his natural determined self to get his hair perfect, he would have noticed a long time ago.

Then again you would think someone would notice a puddle of drool on their floor.

But he didn't.

"Something intresting, Mustang?"

Is he talking to me? Shit what do I say? 'Oh yes, your body is absolutely wonderful and that's what I've been staring at the past 10 minutes. See the drool on the floor? It's my token of love.' Oh yeah that'll just work out soo peachy.

Peaches.

His hair smells like peaches.

Which was what I was doing, you know. Smelling his hair. Don't ask me how my body took over my brain and moved me over to him. That's just what I did.

My hands wrapped around his silky, golden hair, and even thought I was about 2 feet from it, I could smell the amazing peach scent.

"Mustang...what are you doing?"

I turned my head up, looking at him and myself in the mirror. My eyes were glazed over, showing I was thinking about something, even if I didn't know what it was. Ed's face was covered by some of his hair, since he hadn't put it in a braid yet. I liked it like that.

"Nothing."

I moved away, letting go of his hair. He looked back up and into the mirror, staring into my eyes. His eyes sparkled, and I watched as he moved back some of his hair from his face to sneak it behind his ear.

"I really should be leaving..." I said, backing away from the Fullmetal Alchemist. I really did have nothing to do there with him.

"Stay."

Stay? He's asking me to stay? But why?

Sweats dripping down my face. I look back into the mirror to see that it's sort of fogged up and my face is as red as a tomato.

"Silly Colonel." Ed said with amusement. Amusement. Was he making fun of me?

Did my face give away that much?

I was relitivly red.

Okay so I was a lot red. But that didn't exactly mean anything.

He knows, I told myself. He knows I love him.

Ed's hand gently let go of his towel, and for a moment I begged it would fall off, but it didn't. My mouth opened, and a tiny gasp escaped when I saw his hand scrape over to my arm, taking my gloved-hand into his.

Not his auto-mail hand either.

The one with skin.

A tingly sensation whooshed over me, and my eyes widened momentarily. Ed slipped his fingers under my glove and slowly pulled it off, exposing my hand.

His hands...they were so soft...

His hand continued moving up my arm though, and up the sleeve of my jacket. His hand stopped finally and he dragged it back down, his fingertips glazing my skin. I gulped, not sure what to do. But he did it for me.

He took his hands and wrapped them around my wrists, and took my arms, and wrapped them around himself. He leaned forward, his lips centimeters from my ear.

"I know."

I know...that's all he said. He knows. Knows what? This is wonderful. I was at loss of words...once again. You can't expect much more from me, I suppose.

"Dumbass..." I muttered to myself, not knowing I said it outloud. I was being stupid, afterall. Judging by Ed's expression, he didn't seem to care what I thought of myself.

His lips moved again, and this time, they were centimeters away from my lips. I could feel his breath, smell his scent. I couldn't bear it. He was teasing me...I knew he was. He enjoyed my torment.

Part of me told me to finish what he had started.

Part of me said to leave.

But if he was willing to do this to me...Did he have the same feelings?

I don't have time for this mindless arguing with myself.

"Ed..." I said, moving away from him. "I really have to go..." I said, bending down to get my gloves. I stood back up to see Ed looking at me emotionless, then he turned away and looked into the mirror, starting to fix his hair.

I backed up out of the bathroom, and then turned and walked to the front door. I stopped, my hand on the doorknob.

Did I really want to leave?

I couldn't question it any further. I had to, so I opened the door and walked out, Ed's face still in my mind.

What I would give to see him smile.

...End of Chapter One...

So what does everyone think? ((nudge nudge)) Yes, I knew you loved it! Now review...so I can get inspiration to write more. Cuz if I don't then...well, bye fanfic and no one wants that! ((everyone looks bored)) Im sorry...jeeze...okay get on with your lives...since I don't have one...