A/N: Normally now my chapters would be all revised with no flaws however my Editor is on Hiatus so BE PREPARED FOR TERRIBLE GRAMMAR! I wrote this chapter a month an ago and she hasn't been able to send it back to me. Really didn't want to keep you guys waiting so sorry.

Sorry I sort of freaked out… I just don't like the number 9….

9 is an ugly number… so is 6…. Six isn't that bad..

Err.. Also! For some reason the faster I get feedback the faster I work on the chapter. It just motivates me…

Enjoy

The morning sun shone brightly through the curtains. The light beamed onto the slumbering angel's face and eventually the suns rays disturbed the heavenly creature's peaceful rest. He woke up. At first Edward wasn't fully awake; his five senses came back to him one by one.

He soon felt the smooth warm linens that lay comfortably over his body. He felt the plush pillow under his head and warm puffs of air blowing on the back of his ear. Soon he smelt the thick sour scent that hung in the air. It was like a mix of the room's natural smell, sweat and something else… Edward soon tasted something bitter on his lips. It tasted like his blood. The angel heard the sounds of breathing. Ed turned around and last nights events came crashing back to him.

Right next to him was a slumbering incubus. Roy's face was tranquil and peaceful as he slept. However, Edward's mood was the polar opposite of the demon. "WHAT THE HELL!" he screamed impulsively and sat up. To add to his distress there was a sharp pain that pieced into his backside. To put in shorter terms, his ass hurt.

As soon as the angel screamed the incubus woke up, his calm face quickly turned to annoyance as he sat up, "Is this how angels normally wake up?" he growled. Roy wasn't much of a morning person, especially when he woke up to that.

Ed's face instantly flushed. He slowly inched away from the demon, "You- you fucking fucked- me."

"That I did." Roy yawned, "You act like I violated you somehow, as I recall you did not stop me and I didn't force you." The way he said it made it seem like he had rehearsed that line, or at least was expecting the angel to freak out in the morning. The demon wrapped his arms around the Edward's waist and pulled him close to his body. Of course Ed protested and tried to wiggle out of it but the incubus didn't really care for his complaints. It was too early to deal with this, "Just go back to sleep."

"But you-"

"Again, I didn't do anything that you didn't want me to do. I practically asked for it." He grinned, "So kindly shut up and go to sleep."

Edward frowned but really had nothing to argue with. Roy was right, not once did he tell him to stop or to not touch him. Well, he did tell him to stop being an asshole; nevertheless... the demon was right. The angel sighed and stopped his complaints. There was nothing he could say. However, there was something that Roy did that did something to Ed that night. The angel couldn't recall the demon doing so. All he remembered was… was…

Just the thought made Edward completely flushed. Soon Roy fell back asleep. Ed pulled away from the incubus and crept out of bed. The pain pieced through his body came back as soon as his stood up. He let out a soft pained cry as he slowly dressed himself.

As soon as he was clothed he quietly opened the door and left the bedroom. Edward let out a sigh of relief as he shut the door. He began to walk away. With each step the angel limped, he was incredibly sore. Ed pulled open every door in the grand hall till he could find a bathroom. He walked inside and took a look at the damage that Roy had inflicted on him last night. Ed shut the door behind him and looked into the mirror that hung above the sink.

Edward's lips is slightly bruised, there was a scar on his bottom lip. Roy must have bit him at some point. He then pulled off his shirt and examined his own neck. It was a lot worse. "Damn bastard." He growled in annoyance. There were plenty of mark made on the side of his neck and chest. Bruises and bite marks ran up and down his abdomen. It was then when the angel noticed an "X" on an especially sore spot of his neck, "What the-" Ed applied pressure on the "X" and winced.

Before he could deduce the cause of the oddly shaped scar Ed heard foot steps walked towards the bathroom. The angel panicked as the door knob turned slowly, "Hey there's someone in here!" He snapped.

The door was pulled open, it was Roy. "Oh?"

"Get out!" Edward growled.

The demon ignored the remark and shut the door behind him, "What are you doing in here?" he smirked smugly as his eyes trail over his body, admiring all the marks he had left on the heavenly creature's body.

"I just said 'get out'!" The angel yelled and back away from the advancing incubus.

Roy backed him into the sink and trapped him against it, "On what authority do you have to tell me to leave my own bathroom chibi?"

"Hey! Don't call me that!"

"If you're angry with what I've done to you're neck-" he leaned forward and pressed his lips against his ear, "then I wouldn't take off you're trousers."

Edward's face turned crimson, "You basta-"

Roy took his face in his hands and kissed him sweetly. He loved teasing him, for some reason he found it amusing watching Ed blush. Roy then pulled away. He back off the angel, "While you're in here I would wash up. You can go home today."

His wings where ruffled up and his halo glowed dangerously bright. Ed was flustered, "Wait! What?"

The demon opened the door, "I said you can go home today. Unless you want to stay here with me?" he chuckled as he left.

As soon as the door was shut Edward fell back against the sink. He was confused. One minute Roy is trying to seduce him the next he's backs off and leaves him alone. He touched his lips. The kiss was soft and tender rather then forceful…

He ran his tongue over them and smiled faintly.

There is no benefit in being Roy Mustang's assistant. No benefit and no reward except for implied protection… No there was nothing to gain for this. However, Jean Havoc volunteered not knowing what he was getting himself into. He had heard that it was the most awful, backbreaking, mind fucking job a demon could get. However, Havoc didn't listen. The job couldn't be that horrible? Could it?

This was the Melancholy of Jean Havoc.

Now, being Mustang's assistant he does not have any free time, cannot date, can't leave anywhere with out Roy, deal with his lethargicness, work with his crazy appointments, and all the other stuff that regular assistants do. Havoc offends wonders how or why Riza Hawkeye enjoyed this job. Sure she complained about the demon's lazy tendencies and impulsive behavior yet Riza still manages to put up with Roy and actually love being his assistant.

So, who exactly is Roy Mustang?

Why does he need an assistant?

And why does he need an angel?

Not even poor Jean knows. He has a vague idea; perhaps he was a Politian for Hell? Or a mob boss, Roy was something important, and no one has a slightest clue…

No one except Riza….

This "depression" of Havoc's will soon disappear. He's been counting down the days of when Riza will come back to work and save him from this damn job. Today is Thursday and next Tuesday is the day she returns.

Perhaps it was her heavenly gift of patients or maybe she could easily intimidate the incubus by threatening to castrate him if she caught him staring at her cleavage again. Who knows? They complete each other in a sense…

Not romantically,

But in a stronger sense that they'll always be there for each other, they're friends. However this doesn't stop Roy from ruining it with the proposal to marry her.

And of course, she does the sensible thing and says no.

Today is Thursday. That means five more days of this and then he can return to his normal job… Roy, knowing this, is making these next days the most difficult for him. Why not right? It's all the more fun.

Despite being kept up by a very noisy angel last night, Havoc wasn't tired at all, he was used to his by now… something was always keeping him awake at night. This time it was something provocative… he shouldn't be surprised anymore. Jean ,however, couldn't help feeling like he brought this on himself. If he had just kept his mouth shut and let Edward be mad at Roy he could've had a full nights rest. But no, he had to be the nice and now he gets to put up with the sounds of obnoxious love making.

Could've

Should've

Would've

But didn't…

Now Havoc can't look at Ed in the eyes anymore knowing what he had done (or knowing what Roy had done to him). Again, he brought this on himself.

Jean was so lost in thought he forgot where he was walking towards. He had the angel's dirty laundry in one arm and fresh clothes in the other. Where was he going? He wasn't too sure himself. All the reaper could think about was how Roy is taking advantage of these last five days. Dealing with laundry? Really? That's not what he gets paid for… or he doesn't get paid enough to deal with this. Havoc marched his way up the long spiral staircase and dumped Edward's dirty clothes on the floor, (he'll let the maids deal with that then). He walked up to the top floor and slowly walked towards the bathroom at the far end of the hall. As he approached the door he set the fresh new pair of clothes on the floor.

The sound of water flowing up through pipes echoed threw the villa. "24, 25, 26, 27, … 28… 29… 30! 30! That bastard, and these are just on my legs! No counting all the ones he left in my neck…" Ed's voice was barely noticeable over the sounds of water pouring onto porcelain. However, when standing near the door…

'These walls are paper thin…' Havoc thought as he now can't even look at Roy or Ed the same ever again. He sighed and knocked on the door, "Hey Edward, its Havoc. I left clothes for you by the front door. Also, Roy is waiting for you in the living room."

He shut off the water. The sound foot steps came closer to the door, "Thanks." Edward said as the door slowly opened. Havoc quickly walked away from the door, avoiding as much contact with him. As soon as he can rid the mental image of his boss riding-. He face palmed. He tried to avoid thinking about it and quickly ran down the steps of the staircase. Jean Havoc was straight as an arrow, and that was something that he didn't enjoy picturing.

"Where's Havoc?" A soothing angelic voice said.

"Just running a few errands for me." Roy smiled devilishly at the thought of his subordinate flustered.

"Ah huh. I wouldn't suppose you're torturing him on his last days working as your assistant, are you?"

"Riza why would you think so ill of me. To think I would do such a thing?" The demon chucked.

The soon-to-not-be gatekeeper sighed. The two were sitting in the living room table. The curtains blew cool wisps of fresh air into the room. Light pooled inside the room giving it a warm glow and the air smelled crisp with a faint wave of coffee. Riza looked down into her cup of coffee, "It's you. You're made of pure evil when you want to be."

The incubus smiled, he missed her company. "Aw don't hurt my feelings. I'm just giving him something to do."

"'Giving him something to do' that's bad."

"How so?"

"Because everything you do is horrible." She teased as she picked up her cup and took a long sip from it.

"That's not true." Roy chuckled as he picked up the pot and poured himself a cup of coffee. "And besides, he's leaving; I thought this would be a good memory for him."

"So keeping him awake a night with your miscellaneous activities so good for him?" The angel set down her cup.

"You never complain." He set down the pot and picked up his cup.

"I don't complain to you."

"And why is that?" Roy brought the cup to his lips as he gingerly took a sip.

"Because it's useless complaining to someone who doesn't listen." Riza said with a faint harshness in her voice.

"Now that's not completely true I listen most of the time!" The demon lost his composer. He looked like a kid whining to his mother.

"Uh Mustang?" an outside voice cut into the conversation. The two looked over at the front door. It was Havoc.

Roy cleared his throat and collected himself. "Yes? What is it?"

Havoc looked down. He tried avoiding eye contract with him, "Well, Ed is being taken care of do you need me to call an escort from him to show him out of hell or will you be doing that?"

"Hello Havoc? You look well?" Riza waved in order to get the reapers attention.

He looked up and smiled, "Oh hi Riza! When did you get here?"

"Riza is going to show Edward to his desired location." The demon cut off the angel. He didn't want him interrupting his conversation, "You're dismissed." Roy shooed him away.

Havoc wanted to say and talk to her but an order is an order. "Yeah Yeah." He said as he walked out of the living room.

Edward fixed the collar of the borrowed button up the demon leaded him. It surprisingly fit him well considering the owner of the shirt was two sizes to larger then him. The bathroom was thick and foggy with steam. It was hard to see him in the mirror since the glass kept clouding over. The angel assumed that the collar covered up the marks on his neck, hopefully. Edward pulled open the door and began walking up the hallway and made his way down the staircase.

The change of temperature made him shiver slightly. The air outside the bathroom was a lot cooler. Almost all the windows were open; the wind blew a refreshing breeze cooling off the angel's warm body. As Ed stepped down the stairs he pulled his damp hair back and tied it back loosely. Stray hairs hung flatly against his shoulders, Edward could care less. Right now he was too distracted with the soreness in his backside. He shifted uncomfortable walking downstairs. 'Damn bastard' the angel thought angrily to himself as he reached the last couple steps. Edward then made his way down towards the living room where the demon is awaiting him.

The angel timidly stepped inside. He then stopped and stared at the female angel sitting across from Roy. "Riza? What are you doing here?"

"Hello Edward. I'm here to show you back to Earth." The look on her face wasn't happy, nor was it displeased. Riza looked slightly concern as she looked over the smaller angel. The color of his feathers was darker then usual.

The incubus looked over towards Ed and smirked, he spotted a bite mark on the side of his neck, "Hello chibi."

"Don't call me that bastard! This is the second time today" he snarled with annoyance. The angel's feathers ruffled slightly at the remark.

Roy chucked, "Anyway. Riza is here to show you home, heaven or earth. Go were ever you please." The demon stood up, "technically, I still have control over you no matter where you go."

Riza stood up; she knew where this conversation was headed, so she walked out the living room, "I'll be waiting for you by the front door Ed."

"Wait, what's going on-"before he could finish his sentence Roy grabbed the angel's arm. The angel jumped slightly not excepting the sudden contact. "Hey! What are you- mmph" The demon captured his lips and kissed him passionate, "What was that for?"

"You talk too much-" Roy kissed him again, this time it was sweeter and more gentle. "Anyway, that's for you leaving today."

"Pff. You seduce me and you expect me to fall for you. After the fact you stole my soul and did all this to me!" he gestured towards his neck.

The demon chuckled again, "I never said anything about you falling for me."

Ed blushed, "That's not what I meant! Why are you acting so differently around me? You're being… nicer…"

"I don't see any reason why that weird. I normally act like this around you." He released his arm and leaned closer towards the angel, "You can leave now if you want or you could always stay here with me." Roy stared into Ed's eyes, making him freeze in place.

He hesitated for a minute. That stare, it was almost as he's seen him make that face before. It was strong and rough but yet it was also deep and fragile. "Tch" Edward then broke away from his stare, "Pff, you wish." He pulled away from the demon and walked out of the living room.

Roy walked his little angel walk away,

You are just too interesting Ed…

Loooong chapter… I originally wanted to add more but I got lazy. Hehehe…

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