Heya! I'm moving this story to Lost Chronicles, cause I haven't written much. I'll add just the one chapter for now, and leave the other one for later.

Summary: Edward Elric is a rebellious small-town teenager. Roy Mustang is the city kid who moves to said town. And suddenly, Edward's world has changed.

Type: Drabble-style, based off the song "Take Me To Church".

Pairing: RoyEd.

Trigger Warnings: Light Swearing

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, FMA:B, or any characters associated. I only own my plot/OCs. I also do not own "Take Me To Church" by Hoizer.


"Take Me To Church"

The New Kid

Part 1/?


Edward Elric came from a small town where everybody knew everybody. He grew up a moderately rebellious child, only getting louder as he went into his teenage years. He often wore all black, white, and red. He would run around town without a care in the world- he would climb on your houses, your cars, he'd punch you in the face if you called him short (he was 5 foot 4 now, four inches taller than he was only a year before, when he'd been fifteen and a half and only 4 foot 9). He was the teenager who everyone called trouble and everyone expected to go to jail, though he'd done nothing illegal.

And he went to church every Sunday, in crisp, clean clothes. He would stay quiet unless spoken to, standing by his father and younger brother. It'd been their mother who wanted them to go to the little church every Sunday, and their father kept up the tradition.

That all changed when someone new moved into town. It was only two weeks before school would start, and all the neighboring towns would begin sending their students by bus to the elementary, middle, and high schools. Ed would be starting his junior year. And, apparently, so would the eldest son of the new family that moved to town.

It didn't take long to find out where the new kid lived, and it took even less time for Edward to begin spying, curiously watching the family.

There was actually only two people who lived in that house- the mother and her son. The mother was a bit overweight, with black hair in a ponytail and way too much makeup. She smoked a lot, and often dressed as though she was going somewhere important. The son, however, was a young man who was probably only an inch or two taller than Ed, with black hair he never seemed to be able to control and eyes just as dark to match. He didn't seem to be overweight like his mother, rather, probably muscular- if the amount of boxes he could carry at once meant anything. (They were still unpacking, and Ed couldn't help but snoop by looking in their windows. What?! He's never left his hometown, he's curious!)


It was a week before school. Ed was sitting on the Mustang's roof (that's the pair's last name, he'd heard people say) and he was listening to the son, Roy (he'd heard the mom say that) read aloud to himself. It was a really odd thing for Roy to do, since he seemed to be able to read just fine in his head. But it wasn't for Edward to judge, he supposed. Not to mention, he didn't feel like giving away the fact he'd been watching them by asking "Why?", nor did he want to interrupt Roy's reading- The Princess Bride, abridged by William Goldman (Ed had seen the movie, but so far the book was even better). Ed breathed out a quiet sigh, leaning back to lay on the roof on the cloudy August day. It was nice out, considering how weird the weather had been lately. It was probably going to rain later, what with the crazed Texas weather they experienced. Twenty minute thunderstorm and then ninety degree weather the rest of the week.

"Wake up!" was the next thing Ed knew, the words ringing through his ears. Who was saying that?

"No, m'sleep'n," he muttered, turning over. His bed was unusually hard... and slanted... wait. Gold eyes shot open, looking up into dark onyx ones. Shit.

"What are you doing on my roof? It's about to rain," an impatient Roy Mustang growled, glaring into the startled and sleepy golden eyes of Edward.

"I- Look, man I don't want trouble- How'd you climb up here?- I was just uh- Don't get mad!" He rambled, trying to scoot away from the stranger. Roy rolled his eyes, grabbing Edward's red hoodie and yanking the slightly shorter boy to his feet.

"I don't care what you think you're doing here, because you are leaving right. now." Roy's glare never wavered as he watched Ed stare back uncertainly. "Now get your ass off my roof before we both get caught in the thunderstorm- radio said it was going to be severe."

And then Edward was shaking his head yes, and Roy was hopping off the low roof into the grass below, The Princess Bride in hand. Then he was alone, and the first few drops of rain were starting to fall, and suddenly Ed was jumping off too, running for home. He had many questions flooding through his mind, mostly about whether or not Roy would tell Ed's dad or if Roy was going to give him hell now, but one stuck out beyond the rest.

How did Roy know Edward was on the roof?