So at long last, I present to you the final chapter. C:

Light filtered through the hotel window, making golden eyes flutter open, a soft groan leaving soft, pink lips. The smell of eggs wafted into his nose, Edward slowly sitting up in bed and stretching slightly, letting the sheets slide down his nude body. Last night had been wonderful, minus the late night flight. He couldn't help but blush as he remembered the way Roy had rocked his body into the bed from the moment they arrived until six this morning.

He glanced at the clock, smiling softly when he noticed it was eleven, sliding out of bed and not bothering to put on any clothes as he moved out into the kitchen where his lover was. He wrapped his arms around him from behind once he reached him, hearing the man's smooth voice give a small hum of appreciation. "Good morning love."

He simply smiled, resting his cheek against the other's back as he spoke. "Isn't it a bit too late for breakfast?" he asked, a small yawn, feeling the other's back muscles move as he went about sliding the eggs onto a plate.

"No, no. We're simply going to have brunch. But I must say," he said as he turned around to look down at Edward, "It is a bit too early for dessert." he said with a smirk before it slowly melted into a soft smile, fingers gently running through the blonde hair that he loved so much.

"Mm, it's never too early for sweets." Edward retorted with a grin, feeling the other man's hands moving down his back, stopping right above his ass.

"Brunch first, fun later. As I recall, food gives us energy to, let's say, go at it from two to six." he said, both men holding silly grins on their face now as Edward pulled away and disappeared back into the hotel's bedroom to pull some boxers on. He came back to find the small table set with plates, a small vase in the center that held two roses, a pink and a red.

Edward took his seat, resting his hands on top of the table. He jumped slightly as he felt Roy slide a hand on top of his left hand, more specifically his fingers, watching as it grazed over the silver ring that now sat on his ring finger since yesterday afternoon. "Remind me to get us an earlier flight next time…the reception lasted a bit too long." The dark haired man's voice made butterflies in Ed's stomach, smiling softly at him.

"I could have told you not to this time, if you had told me we were going somewhere special to begin with. After all…as I remember, we agreed to hold off for a few months before actually going anywhere." he said, turning his hand over and letting Roy slide his hands into it, their fingers lacing gently.

"Mm, I know. But I wanted to surprise you. I know how badly you wanted to go..and your boss doesn't mind either. You know it took a lot of persuading to get that woman to give up her best mechanic for a month." he said, giving Ed's hand a light squeeze.

"I can't imagine. Now do you know how I feel every time you want to go on a long trip?" he asked, his free hand picking up his fork and beginning to eat his food, humming happily to himself. It was the same reaction every time he ate Roy's cooking. Into their second year of dating, shortly before Roy had proposed, the man had decided to take some classes to make his cooking even better. Needless to say Edward didn't have a problem with it. He felt as though he had his own personal professional chef.

"So, what would you like to do today my dear husband?" Husband. Roy loved that word. He loved saying it, he loved being able to say it, he loved thinking it. Most importantly, he loved being able to look at Ed and know he was his husband.

"I have nothing particular in mind…maybe we could go down to the beach…you said it was guest exclusive right?" he said, watching Roy nod his head, eyes never seeming to leave his blonde haired husband.

"Yes…along with most of the buildings lining this street. I've saved up for this since the moment I bought your ring." he said softly, gently letting go of the other's hand and moved it to cup his face, thumb rubbing his cheek lightly. "We'll get the most privacy here than out of any other place we could have chosen for our honeymoon." he spoke softly before letting his hand drop and beginning to eat as well.

The couple at in silence, a comfortable silence, for several minutes. When they finished, Ed took it apon himself to clean up. They had a silent agreement that as long as Roy cooked, Ed would do the dishes. As he set the dishes on the drying rack, he felt arms wrapping around his waist from behind, the other's face nuzzling against his neck as lips kissed the skin there.

"So soon?" Ed asked, a pleasant groan escaping his lips as he said this, the other's teeth grazed along his skin, moving up to his ear and biting the lobe gently.

"Mm, you just look so beautiful. Besides, how often do I get to wake up the day after our wedding and know you're completely mine?" he questioned, kissing his cheek before he slowly ran his hands up the other's chest, stopping at Ed's nipples. Over the past two years, he had learned how sensitive certain area os the blonde's body was. He was more than happy to let Edward know this over and over again, every time they made love.

He let out a breathy moan as Roy's fingers ghosted over his nipples, his head moving to lean back against his husband as lips began to suck at a spot on his neck that he had marked last night, only renewing the mark for more to see when they went out later. He felt his breath pick up slightly as fingers gently flicked his small, pink nubs, massaging them lightly before moving one hand to slowly roam over the other's skin, making Edward shiver slightly.

Roy smirked against the mark he was making, lifting his mouth as he took the other's earlobe into his teeth. "I love you." he whispered into his ear before he turned the other around and connected their lips in a passionate kiss. The two let their tongue tangle for several long minutes as Roy pulled their hips togethers, moans escaping both their mouths at how wonderful it felt. Even after going for four hours last night it was amazing they still wanted to resume their activities this morning. It was only the beginning of their honeymoon after all.

Slowly Roy began to move them towards the bedroom, somehow able to keep their hips connected the entire time. As they reached the bedroom, the raven was able to easily move the blonde onto the bed, climbing over him as his hands began to explore over his skin again, grazing over his groin, his touch teasing even through the boxers.

Over the years he had come to love teasing Ed, the way he groaned when he couldn't get Roy to stop teasing, the way his back arched up, chasing after the other's warm touch, the way he growled when he got too frustrated. All of this he had come to love, everything about Ed he had come to love. There was nothing he hated, not even those temper tantrums when he did something the blonde didn't like.

After several minutes of teasing, he finally pulled the other's boxer's off, hand wrapping around his erection while he captured the other's lips once more, having strayed away to watch the look on his face. Roy was always amazed at how breathtaking Ed's faces were. He loved it.

Ed moaned into the kiss as the other stroked him, arms wrapped around Roy's neck to keep him in place. It was their honeymoon, he wasn't going to let him get away with too much teasing. When the other pulled out of their kiss, he rested their foreheads together, panting slightly. He felt Roy place gentle kisses on his cheeks, his neck, his jawline, anywhere he could reach at the moment.

The blonde's chest rose and fell quickly with his pants, eyes closed as he enjoyed everything his husband was doing to him. A groan escaped his lips when the other suddenly let go of his erection, eyes opening to look at the raven haired man above him. "Roy?" he called, watching the man's smile.

"Shh, it's okay, I'm just going to turn you over is all." he said softly, gently nudging his lover to roll over onto his stomach. Roy then lifted the other's hips so that his ass was in the air, fingers gently moving over his ass cheeks and slowly pulling them apart. He leaned forward, letting his tongue run over the other's entrance.

Ed gasped as he felt the other's tongue slowly moistening his hole, hands immediately clinging to the sheets on the bed as the older pushed his tongue inside of him, strangled moans meeting his ears. Just a year ago Ed would never have allowed him to do this kind of thing. But the more they had gotten to know each other and the more they fell for each other, Ed could trust Roy enough to see him be weak. He felt weak like this but it made Roy happy to know that how much trust he shared between them.

After several minutes, Roy finally pulled away from the other's ass, reaching over to the nightstand and grabbing the bottle of lube sitting on it. He popped it open after he rid himself of his boxers, spreading it over his own erection. He lined himself up with his lover's entrance, rubbing against him lightly just to hear Ed groan and tell him to stop teasing. It always made Roy grin to feel in control of such a stubborn man.

Without anymore hesitation, he plunged all the way into the other with one swift thrust, knowing his lover didn't need much stretching after last night. He didn't wait long before he began to move, Edward's voice ringing out with moans as his fingers clung to the hotel's bed sheets. God he loved these noises.

He moved inside the other quickly, a moan of his own escaping his lips when Edward moved his hips back against the raven's own. A grin appeared on the blonde's face, always able to enjoy surprising Roy with movements of his own. Before either of them knew it they were going it rough and hard, moans filling the room as they continued. They had both lost count as to how many time they had already had sex since last night. The couple just couldn't help but get lost in the feeling.

"Roy, f-faster." Ed moaned out, the raven growling slightly as he did as the other wanted, hands holding the younger's hips, fingers nearly digging into the skin. Ed could feel his chest moving quickly as he panted, a shiver moving down his spine as pleasure consumed his body. No one could ever make him feel as good as Roy could. No one could make goosebumps rise on every part of his body or make his body shiver almost violently from pleasure.

He could feel the way Roy's cock filled him entirely with each thrust, his husband making sure to go all the way in before pulling back out and repeating. His own muscles clenched at him desperately, as if just waiting for the moment that they both hit their release and he was waiting to milk him dry. The only time the feelings seemed to intensify was when they locked eyes as they normally did, a light blush always appearing on the blonde's face to have someone staring at him so intently during such an intimate time.

As Roy continued to thrust into him, hands holding the blonde's hips up in the air, their moans entertained together, making music to their ears. It felt like minutes upon minutes of sweet sweet pleasure and musical melody before they both began to near their final cords, Edward's hands clenching tightly at the bed sheets. He always had to be careful and make sure he didn't grip too hard, otherwise he would tear them with his automail. They had already ruined several sheet sets at home.

Finally, they both cried out the other's name, landing on the bed a few minutes later as they tried to catch their breath, Roy pulling out and laying beside his lover. His arms automatically wrapped around Ed and pulled him close, nuzzling his nose into the loose hair and getting a nose full of their after sex scent. Edward always smelled so sweet to him afterwards.

After they were able to catch their breath, the younger man kissed between the raven's pecs lightly before he spoke. "Shower and then the beach?" he asked, feeling his chest rumble as the other chuckled and gave a small nod.

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The sand felt nice between his fingers, watching idly as Roy read a book. Surprising, I know. Edward wasn't even sure what possessed them to actually decide on the beach. Edward couldn't really get in the water and Roy wouldn't go without him. The only thing they could really do was build sand castles or just lay in the sun's warmth. And honestly, it was a little too hot to stay out here for long. The other odd thing he had noticed since they had been here was that Roy was keeping his left hand in the sun while using his right hand to hold up the book.

"Roy…why'd we choose here again?" he asked, shifting on the blanket that they had laid on the sand. A seagull boldly landed near them, picking at a few remains of someone's lunch from earlier before it was joined by others to do the same thing.

"Because you said you'd like to go to the beach just once, even if you couldn't get in the water." he murmured, glancing up at the blonde before pausing and setting his book down. "You want to go somewhere else? We could go look at the open market?" he suggested as he sat up a bit more, turned to face his husband.

"No. I was just asking." he said, looking out at the water. It looked as thought it would be cool to the touch and it looked beautiful with the way the sunlight shined off of it. It was the perfect image of a romantic day at the beach. And it was romantic, but he couldn't honestly say he was enjoying it to it's fullest potential. "Why don't we go back to the hotel or something? It's not really that exciting out here." he admitted, scratching his head.

Roy smiled, leaning forward and kissing his cheek. "I guess we should. Besides, we shouldn't let your automail get too hot." he said, helping Edward stand before they packed away all their things.

"Sorry if I'm not excited about being here." he said softly, Roy giving him a gentle smile and shake of his head.

"Don't worry. We came because you wanted to go at least once in a while. Besides, we're only here a week. At the end of the week we board a plane and head to Europe for two weeks and spend the last week of our honeymoon at home, relaxing before we have to head back to work." he informed the blonde, grinning as those golden eyes stared at him in surprise.

"You planned out all of this? How'd you know I wouldn't want to stay at the beach?" he asked, smiling softly as Roy took his left hand as they began to walk back into the hotel.

"Edward, I know you can't really get in the water so why would I plan our whole honeymoon at the beach?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Besides, I think touring Europe for a few weeks will be exciting." he told him, glancing over to see his beautiful blonde smiling at him. Ever since the day he had proposed to him, it was rare he didn't see that smile. He adored it more than anything the world could offer them. Even the joy of seeing their niece crawling around could make him as happy.

"Are we..you know…going to have to be in a cab or anything?" he asked casually, trying to make his fear less than it was. Roy knew how much Ed hated cars. He had gotten into the habit of holding Ed's hand when they rode in one. When he wasn't driving the car itself he let lay with his head on his lap and close his eyes so he didn't have to think about it.

"Only to and from the airport. The rest of the time I figured we could rent bikes or something if we have to go far away." he said softly, giving his hand a squeeze. He should see the relief in the younger man by how his muscles seemed to relax and his hand didn't grip so hard. "Now then, let's just enjoy the rest of the week here before we head off to Europe. I'm sure Al will be expecting a full report of everything we did. Minus a few intimate details of course." he grinned.

Ed laughed at this, using his free hand to gently punch Roy's shoulder. "That's just gross to think about!" The two chuckled to themselves as they went back inside the hotel.

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The craze started the moment their father left. Ed and Al were too young to understand what was going on at the time so they didn't try. All they knew was that there was a foreboding sense that their father wouldn't be coming back anytime soon. As much as they craved to they couldn't give their mother the comfort she needed. Only having their father back would do the trick.

It started out small, their mother sighing softly whenever she passed his picture int he hall. Sometimes she would accidentally make too much coffee in the morning and just chuckle to herself and carry on.

But after a few months, it began to get worse. She began to dial his number every week to try to get him to answer with no luck. She would stay up late into the night, waiting for him to come through the door again and giving up at two in the morning. She even began to take down his pictures and throw them against the wall to watch the glass shatter and how the marks that scarred the photograph would scar the man's face.

When the phone would no longer ring was when she went mad, piling both boys into the car to go search for him with no idea of how long it would take. It was most likely her excitement and overwhelming desire to have him back that caused her carelessness. Her dire need to have her husband back with her and their family that caused the care wreck that took her life and Ed's limbs while Al was sent into an aroma for several weeks.

Hohenheim really hadn't meant to be away so long. He hadn't meant to cause so much disarray and disruption in his family. Like most men, he had fallen in love without meaning to. He and Trisha married and were one of the happiest couples anyone had ever seen. They were beautiful together really. Both parents were outstandingly ecstatic when their sons were born. They spent time together like every family did, laughing and enjoying each other's company.

But he had been suppressing a need for adventure throughout the years and finally…it got to be too much and he had finally just left one day, saying that he was off on a business trip.

While he was away, Trisha was an outstanding mother, keeping her boys happy while hiding her fear that Hohenheim wouldn't be coming back fairly well. But…she bottled it up for too long and it felt as though the moment she could no longer hear the phone even try to connect that it had shattered and she had lost all restraint. Their wonderful, happy family no longer existed. It was a sure thing the moment Edward woke up in the hospital, gran sitting beside him while his two missing appendages were brought to his attention for the first time.

The fact that they had to tell him that his mother was no longer with them didn't help him either. But he had known that the moment he had tried to open his pain filled eyes in an upside down car and saw the front half of the car had been completely smashed in by the other car and her hand was hanging limply in front of him. Al's coma was the icing on the cake.

He had fallen silent for weeks, sitting beside his bed when he managed to hobble over. He sat there for weeks, only eating if the nurses brought him food. The hospital gave him some prosthetics for the time being but he rarely used them. The only time he left the seat beside his little brother's bed was to go to the bathroom and even then it was the bathroom inside their room.

Winry and gran had surprised him one day by showing up with autodial. The hospital was all for letting them attach it to his body in their own facility so they could observe how it was done. Besides, Edward was a very difficult patient and only trusted people he knew to do it.

It was a month an a half, a month after Edward had his autodial fit on, that Al woke up from his coma. It was only when they could mourn together did Edward actually cry. And then the annoyance of guardianship started up. Gran fought like hell to have Ed and Al under her care. It took a few months before they would officially let her have them. It had been taxing for everyone but at least it had taken their minds off what was bothering them for the time being.

Edward found out that he had a phobia of cars the day that gran showed up to pick them up from the hospital. He had refused and kicked and pleaded not to go back into the car. It delayed leaving the hospital for a few weeks since the doctors now thought he had to go through therapy. But he was non compliant with them. He refused to say a word and finally, ran just showed up with a two person bicycle and told Ed that he had to come home.

The blonde hadn't bend able to stop smiling for days because of the look on the doctors' faces.

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A grin appeared on his face as they say on a park bench, eating their lunch. The past few weeks had honestly bent he best of his life. Roy had taken him on many tours throughout Europe. It was no wonder he had hardly gotten a moment with Roy after they were engaged. He had been working so much but it was well worth it. He couldn't say that there was anything he didn't like about their honeymoon. "So, tomorrow we go home." Ed spoke, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of them. They were currently sitting in Venice, the last stop on their European part of the honeymoon.

"Yes, we do. And then we get a whole week of relaxation at home. We get to sleep in our own bed again. I can honestly say that I'm looking forward to it, not that the hotel bed haven't been comfortable." he said leaning back and resting his arm on the bench behind Ed's back. "Have you enjoyed it so far?" he asked, trash crumpled in the hand in his lap.

"Yeah. I have. It's been amazing Roy. Thanks for this." he said softly, reaching over and giving his hand a gentle squeeze. They hadn't fought once since they had been away. Not even the smallest fight about who gets which seat or what flavor of ice cream to share. It was strangely blissful the whole time. No one had bothered them, not even Al.

"Really Ed, it's no problem. I'm glad to make you happy. You're my future and I'm not going to mess that up." he said, making the blonde smile at him. It was almost weird to see him so smiley the past few months. But he loved the smile too much to say anything. "So, how about we head back to the hotel, pack up and get some rest. Maybe even take a bubble bath or something." he suggested.

The blonde smiled and gave a nod as they stood up, stretching slightly as throwing away their trash because they began to walk towards their hotel. The walk was leisurely and slow, enjoying the culture that surrounded them on all sides. Never in a million years had he ever thought he'd get to go to Europe. He had always been happy with where he lived and what he did for a living. He almost thought he might miss this place a little bit.

But he had to admit that it was a little too any for his tastes. Marble floors, ceiling that would take at least thirty men stacked on top of each other to reach, chandeliers made out of crystal and gold. It was beautiful to look at but there really was no place like home. He missed their king sized bed that smelled like them. When Roy was at work by the time he woke up, he could just scootch over to his side and take in his scent, not that he would ever let the older man know he did that.

He missed their shower that took just the right jiggle to get it to a warm perfection and their towels that were overly fluffy. He especially missed their entertainment area where they could just sit and watch movie after movie on nights they had nothing to do. Sure it was nice to get away for a bit but after being gone for three weeks, he wanted nothing more than to curl up in the blanket Roy had gotten him one year for Christmas.

As they arrived in their room, they packed up most of their things and set them by the door for the morning, both men now resting in the bathtub with Edward's back against Roy's chest. The older man's hand was moving gently through Ed's hair, their eyes closed as they thought about the last three weeks. Everything really had gone well. All the tours, the beautiful scenery, the many people they had met over time. All the families they had seen.

They were both old enough now to know they should start thinking about kids if they didn't want to be the dirt old parents in the room. For now they didn't discuss it, they just observed. Children were a big responsibility, they both knew it. But they couldn't help but think about how their future could be with a little bundle in it. Still, neither of them spoke of it, simply sitting in silence.

After a few minutes, the blonde finally spoke out. "Roy…do you think it'll always be just the two of us?" he asked quietly, enjoying the quiet too much to speak too loudly.

The raven haired man thought for a moment, hand pausing in hair as he thought. "No. I think…in a few years I can a child in our family pictures." he said with a soft smile, leaning forward to nuzzling into the blonde head. "What about you?"

The shorter man was quiet, smiling lightly to himself for several long minutes. "I think so too. But will we even be able to get a child? I've heard that adoption agencies don't normally take gay couples seriously. It takes a long time before they let them get one." he said softly.

"Don't worry, if we want it enough we'll be able to be patient." Roy spoke, his hands moving around to gently rest around his waist. "I can't imagine us giving up on the idea just because there's a long waiting line. I know I've wanted a family for a long time. I didn't think it'd ever become a possibility. That is, until I met you and realized something."

"Realized what?" he asked curiously.

"That I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you and with your support, we could manage. I know you never mentioned it much but I see how good you are with Al and Riza's daughter. Kids love you. So I think you'd make a wonderful father." he said, practically able to feel the smile coming off Ed.

"You really think so?" he asked.

"I know so. Now, since that won't be for a few years, why don't we discuss something coming up much sooner." he said, grinning. "Like you visiting me at work on your days off. It'd be such an oh so wonderful surprise to see my little blonde bringing me lunch." he grinned playfully.

"Ha, ha. Very funny." Edward said, unable to help the laugh that escaped his lips. "I might…but you have to return the favor."

"I can do that. If we're playing that game…then shouldn't it apply to sexual favors too?" Roy grinned mischievously as he watched his husband turn around in his arms.

"Don't we already? Besides, I'm not having sex with you at work."

"Aw, come on Ed, it'd be exciting. I know you think so." he grinned.

"Just because I think it'd be exciting doesn't mean I'm dumb enough to try it. My boss would have a fit if she found us all hot and riled in one of the back rooms. Or my office for that matter. You better give up the thought." he said with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey, a husband can still dream can't he? But does this mean we can at least try it in different rooms of the house?" he asked, grin back full force.

Edward stared at him for several minutes before he burst out laughing. "Yeah, yeah. But you're cleaning up the mess. Especially in the kitchen. And no random romps when we're expecting people either." he told him, Roy's laughter now filling the bathroom.

"I got it. We'll have to make sure we start on that right away. Maybe even have a little kitchen fun for the first act." he grinned, poking the blonde nose. "I can just imagine us making a cake and you getting frosting on your little nose."

"Roy."

"Yes?"

"Don't start getting sickeningly sweet. We almost went the whole vacation without that."

"Sorry." he returned with a grin. "Speaking of sickeningly sweet, Al and Riza want to have dinner with us when we get back. Are you okay with that?" he asked, shifting around in the bathtub.

"Yeah, it's fine. I kind of figured they would anyway. Especially since I know Al will want all the details." he said with a smile. "And I'm sure Holly will want to hear about all the places we went too. Although, I'm sure she'd rather have her special Uncle Roy bed time story instead."

"Yeah, I'm sure she would. She always loves those." The two continued their easy flowing conversation for quiet some time before getting out, heading off to bed. The next morning, they were both up early, double checking their bags to make sure they had everything packed and weren't leaving behind anything.

Roy helped Ed get through the cab ride to the airport and everything was easy sailing from there. Their honeymoon ended in just the most perfect note and neither of them had any complaints.

They spent the next week relaxing around their house and spending time with Al, Riza, and Holly. Everything was going well…up until the very last day before they had to start going back to work again.

It started with the simple ring of their doorbell, Edward getting up to answer the door while Roy, Al, Riza, and Holly sat in the living room talking to one another casually while they all watched Holly's favorite Disney movie Aladdin. HIs laughter was just dying off as he reached the door, swinging it open with expectations to see Hughes or someone of that nature.

But the man he saw in front of him made his breath leave him. It was Hohenheim standing on their porch, looking tired and worn out. A bit of surprise appeared in his eyes as he looked Edward over before giving him a small smile. "Good to see you Ed. Are Al and your mother home?" he asked.

All he could do was stare blankly at him, anger starting to well up inside of him as he heard his question. Did he even realize how long it had been? What kind of husband didn't even know their wife was dead and both of his kids had grown up and gotten married? Before he even realized what had happened, Roy was pulling him back was Riza raced past him, catching Hohenheim before he could hit the ground.

Al was yelling something and Roy was trying to talk to him, Holly peeking curiously over the back of the couch at the whole thing. "-ward. Edward." Roy's voice finally came through, golden eyes blinking for several minutes before they moved to focus on the raven haired man's face.

"What?" he asked, a bit startled to see his husband so close. All he got was a small sigh as the other ran his hands over his face, thumb tracing his cheek gently.

"Edward, what happened?" he asked softly.

"What do you mean what happened?" he asked, still in a bit of a daze.

"Why'd you punch that man?" he asked, Ed's face holding surprise. "You punched him Edward. Who is he?"

He was silent, slowly drawing out of Roy's grip to glance out to the porch was Riza was currently holding ice to his cheek while Al stared at the man wide eyed. "He's my father." he said softly.

"Your father?" Mustang's voice repeated, just as startled as Ed was. "What's he doing here? Didn't he run out on you when you were younger?" he asked.

"Yes. The fucker. And he just had the gall to ask if my mother was home." he said, grinding his teeth together. Just the thought made him want to go out there and punch the man again.

Roy gave a small sigh, drawing Ed's attention to him again. "Edward…as much as you don't like him, you need to explain to him what's happened. He obviously doesn't know that your mother is dead. Or how long it's been. Just…explain it to him and let him be on his way."

Edward took a deep breath, slowly exhaling before he gave a small nod. "That's it. I don't want him in our house any longer than that." he spoke angrily.

"Alright, alright. No longer than that. I promise. Just please…be civil. If you don't think you can be, I'll explain things to him." he said softly.

"You'll probably have to. I don't even want to see his face right now." he hissed, looking up when Al finally came back inside, stuttering out the word 'father' several times. "Al." he said, catching his attention. "Roy will explain things to him. Unless you want to. I refuse to talk to him right now." he said before he made the decision final and turned on his heel to head towards his and Roy's room.

Once he closed the door, he heard the front door opening again and the clatter of footsteps as everyone came back inside. He flopped onto their bed, staring at the ceiling as he heard the low rumble of Roy's voice through the door, Al's voice coming in every now and then to correct or add information to what he was saying. Riza's voice even pipped up every once in a while.

But once he heard Holly's voice, he knew that Hohenheim was now socializing and trying to get to know her. He didn't understand how everyone could so easily just go along with seeing in after he had been gone for over twenty years. He glanced at the door when it was opened, All peeking inside.

"Ed…would you join us? Father would like to say a few things to us." he said, sighing at the glare he received in return. "Please? He just wants to say it to me and you. His sons." he tried.

"You still think of him as our father? That bastard who ran out on us years ago without any word of where he was going or when he would be back? That bastard who didn't even know mom had died?" he cried, voice raising with each word. "Tell him to fuck off! I will not speak with him!" he yelled, rolling onto his side so that his back was facing the door.

Al said nothing more, listening as the door was shut. It felt like forever before it was opened again, Edward expecting it to be Roy to coax him out of the funk that he was surely in. "Is the fucker gone yet?" he asked, staring at the wall still.

"I'm afraid the 'fucker' is still here." a voice spoke that definitely wasn't Roy's.

Edward immediately sat up, spinning around to send Hohenheim one of the worst glares he had ever given anyone in his life. "Leave. Now."

"Edward, please, I just want to talk." he said softly.

"Leave. Fucking leave right now!" he yelled, taking one of their pillows and throwing it at him.

"Edward. I just have a few things to say."

"LEAVE." he cried out again, ready to throw another pillow before the door opened wider and his husband came through, moving towards him in an instant and stopping close enough to cup his face.

"Edward. Please, just listen to him. All he wants to do is talk. You don't have to answer him, you don't even have to listen. Just….let him talk. And he'll leave right after." Roy said softly, leaning forward and resting their cheeks together. "Just a few more minutes and he'll be gone."

The blonde took a deep breath to calm himself once more, slowly giving a small nod. "I'll be right out in the living if you need me okay?" He moved to leave but a vice like grip on his sleeve stopped him. Covering the metal hand holding onto his sleeve with his own. "You'll be fine. I promise." he whispered to him softly before the hand fell and he left the room swiftly.

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes, Hohenheim shifting from foot to foot for a few minutes before he could finally speak. "You seem to be doing well." he spoke, receiving a glare from the oldest Elric brother. "Right. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for being gone so long. I hadn't meant to leave you and Al alone. I…I hadn't realized how much time had gone by. If I had known about the car wreck when it happened…I would have been there right away." he said.

"Fuck you. They tried calling and kept getting a disconnected message you asshole."

"I had money troubles but I swear Ed, if I had known I would have been there in a heart beat." he said, voice begging his son to believe him. "I know it's hard for anyone to think that I really had lost track of the time passing by. I honestly don't know what came over me." he admitted, scatting the back of his head. AT the silence he received from him, he knew that he should wrap it up. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry and that if I had the chance, I would go back and do it all over again." Hohenheim then turned and started to open the door. "Roy seems like a good man. I wish the two of you the best of luck." he said softly before he finally walked out.

Edward listened until the front door closed, slumping back on the bed and closing his eyes. He felt emotionally drained. How could someone not realize how much time was going by? Everyone always made a big deal about the new year. The date was practically stamped everywhere in site. So how could he not know?

He soon stood up, moving out into the living room and grabbing the car keys. "Where are you going Edward?" Roy asked, immediately standing up from his seat.

"Out. I need to visit mom's grave. Alone." he said before he was out the door and in the car. For the first time in years, he wasn't about to have a panic attack or about to hyperventilate. He could handle this. It was just a short drive and he'd be there. And it was. He parked on the gravel road and almost ran toward's the pat of the cemetery their mother was buried, coming to a halt when he saw a familiar form wandering around the graveyard. He tensed his jawline, moving on to her grave without getting his attention. He would see him soon enough anyway.

"Hey mom." he said softly as he stood in front of her grave, all trances of anger leaving him, sorrow the only evident emotion on his face. "Dad finally came back. Pretty late I know." he spoke, moving to kneel down in front of the grave stone. "He didn't even know you were dead. Can you believe that guy?" he asked, a small laugh escaping his lips, albeit it was a bit dry.

"He's become an old fart now. But I know you would still love him if you were here." This time he felt about ready to cry again. He knew she would still love him, no matter how much pain and suffering he had caused over the years.

"And you should be aware that I'm really sorry for everything." Hohenheim's voice broke out. Edward said nothing, feeling his presence standing beside his kneeled body. "Edward, would you mind if I paid my respects alone?" The blonde stood and gave a small nod. "And if you…could, would you stay to talk to me for a bit more?" No answer to that question.

But surprisingly, he stuck around, looking around at some other gravestones in the yard, recognizing a few of the names from over the years. He would glance over at Hohenheim every now and then to see if he was done but he kept his head bowed for almost an hour. Ed was about at his limit for waiting on him when he saw his father lift his head and nod towards him to let him know he was done. "Edward. I truly am sorry."

he said softly.

He observed the flowers that were now laying over the grass, glancing up at Hohenheim quizzically. "Daffodils. They were your mother's favorite. I bought them to surprise her..but I guess I'm a bit late." he spoke, receiving a snort in answer. "I still love you, even if you don't like me. To be honest…I was blind to the time passing by until about two years ago. And then I was scared to come home."

"You should have been. Al and I were both angry at you for so long. You missed out on us growing up, on the fact that we were in the hospital for months, that I have automail. Al's girlfriends, his wedding. The birth of your grandchild. My wedding. You missed it all." he hissed at him, unable to hide the disdain in his voice as he spoke to him.

"Yeah, I've realized that. I want nothing more to go back in time and be there for you both. All three of you. I take full responsibility for what happened to you. But…I'm glad that you were able to move on and enjoy your lives. From what Al told me, you were one heck of an older brother. I'm sorry I put you in that position." he said.

Edward was silent for several minutes, closing his eyes. "It's always been on our minds. What you did. I know Al would question what wold be different if you were there for us. I know I did several times." he admitted, running a hand through his hair. "Do you have a place to stay?" he asked.

Hohenheim looked at his oldest son in surprise, shaking his head. "No, not really." he told him. "Why?"

"Roy and I…have an extra room right now. You can stay there for the time being." he said softly. "But you're going to have to get a job and find your own place in a few years. Roy and I…we want to start a family."

Hohenheim smiled at him and gave a small nod. "Thank you Edward. Your mother raised you to be a good man."

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His attention was captured at the soft sound of Roy's book being closed, looking up from his comfortable position of leaning on his chest. "Edward…I'm proud of you." he said softly, fingers moving through his hair as they normally did. "I know it was stressful for you. And I'm sure Al is wondering how you're really doing. How are you doing?" he asked him softly.

"I'm fine…really." he responded, closing his eyes for a moment. "I still don't' forgive him, I doubt I ever will. But I know mom would still love him, even in the afterlife." he spoke.

He opened his eyes when Roy's hand stopped stroking through his hair and moved to lift his chin up, smiling as he was brought into a soft and gentle kiss. "Edward Elric Mustang…you are the most amazing man I will ever know in my life. And the only one I will ever love. You continuously surprise me day after day." he spoke against his lips.

Edward smiled, kissing him back lightly as he shifted his position on the bed. "And you, Roy Mustang, are the only man I'll ever love in my life." he said softly. They smiled to themselves as they continued to kiss gently, Roy taking it a step further and sliding his tongue along his husband's lips.

Edward opened his mouth slowly, feeling the familiar tongue sweeping through his mouth and drawing his own to do the same. Their lips stayed connected as the older man slowly moved to hover over him, hands guiding Edward to lay on his back before they began to run down his body, going over every well known curve and everyone inch of skin he could reach before they came back up to the edge of his shirt.

It wasn't long before it lay on the ground, the raven haired man's fingers began to caress and tease his nipples. Soft moans escaped the blonde's lips, shivering as his pink buds grew hard. His husband played and teased them until they were red and raw before he pulled back and gave him a silly grin. "Have I ever told you how cute you are when you writhe underneath me like that?"

Ed was panting softly, his arms wrapping around his neck and bringing his head back down to connect their lips again. "I don't care how cute you think I am. Just make love to me. Please. As a reminder of our honeymoon before we have to go back to work." he begged softly.

"Can do." Roy grinned, kissing him back heatedly as he got rid of their clothing. When they were both naked, he withdrew from the kiss and began to gently caress his body as he moved lower, hand pumping the other's erection a few times before he took the head of it into his mouth. This caused the younger to arch up and moan, hands holding down his hips so he wouldn't lose control.

Roy took his time, gently sucking and taking in the cock inch by inch before he built a steady rhythm, knowing that his husband's fingers were firmly grasping their bed sheets at this point. He ran his tongue along the underside of the vein, grasp on his hips getting harder when he felt him try to buck up. He pulled back with an obvious 'pop' as he let the erection leave his mouth, eyes taking in the sight of his flustered and panting lover.

Smiling, he lubed himself up, aligning his erection with Edward's opening and gently pushing in, hand pumping the blonde's manhood slowly to keep his distracted from whatever discomfort he might feel. He began with a slow and steady pace, using the moans filling the room as guidance for when he needed to move faster. He hovered over the smaller man, capturing his lips in passionate kisses every now and then as he felt his body arching up towards his own. When the blonde began to near his climax, he bucked his hips to let Roy know, a hand grabbing his erection and pumping it as they got closer and closer.

Before either of them knew it, they were both arching their backs and gripping onto each other tightly, flopping onto the bed in exhaustion. They both panted heavily for a long time, wrapped up in each other's arms.

"Edward?"

"Hm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too Roy." They both settled down to go to sleep after Roy leaned over him to turn off their lamp.

"Goodnight my little lovebird. I look forward to waking up to you for the rest of our lives." Ed could only smile at this, giving him a small squeeze as the two slowly fell into a fitful sleep. Who could have known that they would have ended up this way? The only thing Edward could think were words he would always speak to his husband. 'I love you Roy Mustang.'

Yeah, so it only took five million years but here it is. The final chapter of Oblivious. Yayyyy. Just so you know, it's almost 9k words long.

So, yes. Epilogue. I will be doing that of fan requests(if any of my fans still exist). So if you're still around and would like a cute little story of their happily ever after life, leave it in a review. I'll get around to it...promise. C: