Full metal wizard

I am not a child, and I can do things on my own though Roy can't seem to get this through his abnormally sexy skull. It all started when I went to Hogwarts a school of witchcraft and wizardry- what the hell??? Equivalent exchange literally rules my life though Al managed to escape the constant presence it has in the sinners life I just can't seem to rid myself of the baggage of mistakes I can't seem to shake off. Okay, let's start from the beginning here cause I am getting ahead of myself.

My name is Edward Elric and I tried to resurrect my mother when I was a kid- I managed to pull my brother into the mess too. I lost a leg during the transmutation and an arm putting my brothers soul into a suit of armor since he lost his whole body. I joined the military when I was twelve to find out about the Philosophers stone so I could get my brothers body back, and yah no what? I did it I found the stupid ass stone and gave my brother his body back- no shipping payment required and now he is one happy camper, though my body stays as is, it is more convenient but that doesn't mean I gotta like it. The plot of this story is actually two years after my brother got his body back and for some godforsaken reason I'm still in the military working my leather clad ass off for an unappreciative Fuhrer who seems to appreciate my ass a little to much for my comfort- now on with the story!

I saw a blur of pure white and a shower of feathers immediately assaulted my line of vision as I felt two clawed feet prod the top of my head slightly. The whole office froze along with myself who had been handing a report into earlier said Bastard Fuhrer also known as Roy Mustang, the womanizing pyromaniac leader of the new and improved –at least to the public- military. I felt the bird take flight with a slight hop from my head and before Roy could close his mouth a slick white owl was staring straight at me with glassy silver eyes as its leg stuck out in a demanding manner towards my hand. I gingerly took the letter and unfurled the paper attached to the proud looking owl in front of me, the letter read-

Dear Mr. Elric and Mustang,

I take pleasure in writing to such men of your caliber for the assistance I assure you I am in dire need of. You see I am the headmaster for a school that teachers the art of Witchcraft and Wizardry and we are now preparing for the rising of a dark wizard's who hopes to take over our world- and I dare say he will damage unprotected citizens from yours as well. I would like to offer Mr. Elric a position as a seventh year student and the position of Alchemy teacher to Mr. Mustang, though I'm sure Mr. Elric could assist you during class. Mr. Elric will be protecting one of our student's who is at risk of attack of the dark wizard's malice. Though the original dark wizard is referred too as He-who-must-not-be-named his real name is Voldemort, and his followers pose a threat to our school and students. The student's name is Harry Potter. I'm sure that you will both also take advantage of our vast library and the opportunity of learning some of our magic.

Hope to be seeing both of you soon,

Albus Dumbledore

After getting over the shock of just what this man was suggesting I managed to sputter out a, "What do you think, Bastard Fuhrer we gonna take this job, or does this case sound a slight bit too insane for you?"

Roy looked up at me, with a determined and slightly threatening spark penetrating his usually bleak cobalt eyes. "It seems as if this man is threatening us with the fact that this Voldemort character could attack both of our worlds, I'd like to have a word with him."

Roy said this with such finality that I didn't question. I made my way out the tall double doors of his office as I said, "I'll go pack for the trip the-," but before I finished I tripped over a variety of suit cases along with a cage holding the pure white owl.

Roy chuckled at my current situation –sprawled and half buried by suitcases. "Looks like they're a step ahead of you Full metal."

"Can it Roy," I instantly regretted saying this, for I hated showing public affection to the Bastard Fuhrer. I knew he liked me but I never knew just how deep this affection was, sure we'd gone on dates and kissed but he'd done that with a lot of women, was I the same? Doubts were constantly apart of my daily life, but it's not so bad. I love Roy and him not loving me back could possibly kill me, but I won't think about that right now.

Roy looked at me for a while after I said his name, along with the rest of the office. I put on my sarcastic 'Just try me' look and hoped that they would brush it off, looks like karma just wasn't on my side today.

"I would like to talk to you for a minute Full metal there's something that we need to discuss about the trip," I couldn't put my finger on it but he seemed fidgety as he rearranged the papers on his desk. 'What if he breaks up with me, the prospect of a new flock of girls just too good to pass up? Why, why was karma never on my side?' My gut sank with each step every officer took to leaving Roy and I alone. I could feel my throat tighten and my fists clench involuntarily as I looked at him as little affection as I could possibly muster at the moment. He just looked so awkward as he rearranged the books on his self and tugged on the alchemy gloves that constantly adorned his hands.

"Ed," he started off with my nickname, though he'd call me Ed often I would always feel a tingle invade my senses when he said it. He cleared his throat and started again. "Ed, I want to tell you some- no I need to tell you before we go about us- about what I want us," my head lowered slightly with each word. He was breaking up with me, I loved him so much even though I never wanted to, it just happened. I brought my hands up to my face as I felt a tear slip out of my eye, I hated crying but before my hand reached my face I felt a firm grasp on my wrist. I looked up and was met with the eyes of a slightly panicked Fuhrer. "No, no, Ed listen to me. I love you, and I want you to know that I won't let anyone have you." After saying it Roy actually scrunched up his eyes and I could feel his grip on my arm tighten. I reached up on my tiptoes so that I could gently press my lips to his.

"Love you too, Roy," I felt more tears roll down my cheeks as I smiled up at him. Roy wiped the tears and pressed his lips a long with his body up to mine encasing me, protecting me. We stayed like this for a while and my tears stopped as Roy let a small chuckle escape his lips and I looked up at him, questions in my eyes as he leaned down.

"What did you think I was going to say Edward?"

"Uhhh…" I let out a small sigh as I looked up. "I though you were breaking up with me," I could see surprise and hurt flash quickly across his blue eyes before he bundled me in his arms, he really does make me feel like a child at times.

Maybe being treated as a child has a few perks.

Please review this is my first fan fiction ever and I want to continue, so please give feedback be it good or bad. By the way Roy is not a pedophile because Ed is 19 though he's still short I won't say how old I think Roy is cause sexiness never ages.