disclaimer: don't own sigh

authors note: My friend was sick the other day and it game me and idea on this fic.
Injoy.

"Edward!"

The blonde groaned.

" What are you doing?"

" Sleeping, until you disturbed me." He growled.

"I knew you liked to sleep in, but it's after six in the afternoon. Your brother informs me you've been sleeping all day!"

" So? I'm tired- Get your hand off my head bastard!"

" You have a fever."

" No I don't!" He shouted angrily.

Roy sighed," I'm making you soup."

" Why?" He asked as he sat up in his bed.

"Well Fullmetal, usually when one is sick, someone or themselves, makes the sick one in question something warm. Like soup."

" I know that! I meant why are you doing it?"

" Would you prefer your brother?" Roy asked, standing by the door.

" No, you are fine. But why are you doing it? I thought you hated me."

" I don't hate you Edward. But you are annoying, and hard to keep care of." He added as he left the room to make him some soup.

" How's brother?" Alphones asked when Roy walked down the stairs.

" Like you thought, he is sick. But getting him to admit it is like getting Hawkeye to leave her gun from her side for more then a minute. It's just impossible. I'm going to make him some soup though. Can you show me where everything is?"

Al nodded and showed him the things in the kitchen he needed.

A few moments later, Roy was back in Edward's room.

"Thank you." Edward said as Roy handed him the hot liquid.

" Pardon?"

" I said thank you?"

"That's a first." Roy said, sitting in a chair beside his bed.

"You've never really done anything I should thank."

Roy opened his mouth to retort, but stopped when Edward smiled at him.

" What?"

" Nothing." Edward said as he started to spoon the food in his mouth.

When Ed finished, Roy grabbed the bowl and set it down on the bedside table.

" You should really rest Edward."

Edward nodded as he lay back down. Roy pulled the covers up, and tucked him in.

" Thank you."

Roy looked into the golden orbs.

" Your welcome."

Roy meant to leave, but was caught by an automail arm.

" Don't leave just yet?"

Roy nodded and sat back down. He watched the blonde slowly drift off in sleep. Roy watched his chest rise up and down in a steady pace, signaling he was asleep.

" Rest well." Roy whispered as he kissed the top of his head.

Then Edward mumbled in his sleep as he rolled over.

" I love you bastard."

Roy knew it was in his dream, but he couldn't help but smile.

" I love you too, shrimp." Roy whispered as he left the room.