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"With a dash of salt water"

I look at the clock. It's been nine hours since we laid ourselves down here. Tired. Exhausted. The rain is still pouring down, but the darkness outside is beginning to fade away.

I remember Roy guided me to the bed, and placed himself behind me. I turned around right away and said,' I don't want to have my back to you'. He had then placed his hand on my cheek, and with a thump stroked it carefully, ' I understand.' His arms rose and took it's place under my shoulder, and I crept all the way into his warm embrace and felt a sleep.

Now, I am the one who's awake. I feel a bit nauseous. I have turned around to my back, and my eyes leave the clock to rest upon something else. I wonder when we're going to have sex again?

My eyes rest on black-haired man's crouch and later they follow him all the way to his face where I meet an open eye starring at me.

"How are you feeling?" he asks me.

"Alright," I say, and as an instinct I place my hand on my abdomen.

Roy looks down. "Can I?" he asks almost as a whisper while he raises his hand.

I remove my own and take his to place it just under my navel. His hands cups the small bump, and I feel the warm from it make my lover regions stir, and again the question comes to me again, when are we going to have sex again?

" Roy," I say and turn my face to him. " You know they will come looking for you."

The black-haired man nods. "Hmm- mm."

"What exactly did you say when you resigned as Führer?" I ask. " Did you say why…?"

"No." He turns around to look up into the ceiling. " I gathered the others, told them that they should no longer expect to see me in that chair, then I clapped Black Hayate on the head and went down to take the next train to here."

I smile. I could just see the faces on Havoc and Breda, jaws down on the floor, Havoc's cigarette lying on the floor still smoking. The others, probably looking like big dumb question marks. Heh heh. But then I say: "You weren't thinking were you?"

"Again, no." Roy turns his head to look at me again. " The second time, where my emotions gets the best of me, when it involves you."

"You are a true romantic, bastard."

" Was taking you on my desk a true romantic thing too?" he asks and answers himself:" I think not."

"Doesn't matter. We didn't think it through, and that's okay." I say and place my hand on my abdomen. " I liked it and enjoyed it."

" 'Okay'? You mean you don't have any regrets? Whatsoever? "Roy asks.

I know I would have thrown a tantrum, if it had not been for the caring tone in his voice has he comes with that question. He means well, almost as if he is asking me if I like being like this. A pregnant young man, more afraid that he has ever been before in his li--….when are we going to have sex again?

"Fullmetal? Ed? Ed? Eeeeed?"

"Wha- what!?" I snap out of my trance, I feel a hand on my cheek, and see Roy's face so utterly close to my own. He's leaning over me, and his lips are almost touching mine.

"So you won't mind being like this again?" he says, and before I can answer or even protest, he leans down and captures my lips in a slow passionate kiss. I can smell his warm husky scent, and his lips are slightly wet and a little cold, it tastes a bit salty. I lean my head slightly to one side, and my hands comes up to caress his cheek, and another finds it's way to his hair. We deepen the kiss, and as time seems to fly by, Roy finds a good moment to slowly drift away from our closeness and finish of with giving me a little peck on the nose. His hand is still resting on the back of my head, and he shows me a smile, when I open my eyes to look at him again. And stupidly enough I ruin the magic moment when I say:

"You're asking a lot of me, Roy." I say and sit up.

"She needs a brother or a sister," he says. "She can't be alone..."

My eyes grow big by the thought of having another one. Another child. I haven't even starting calling this I have inside of me a child yet. A living human being. A little girl….

I push him away and sit up on the bed. My breathing in a bit ragged and I feel even more nauseous now. Thoughts I've been thinking the past few weeks when I was alone, are now coming back to me, like a galloping horse, whose hooves are hitting me harder than ever. I tell my self to calm down my breathing, because I am becoming more and more nauseated, and I begin to feel a sour taste in my throat.

"Ed…? " I hear a voice from behind me, and suddenly I can't hold it down anymore. I jump out of bed, and head straight towards the bathroom.

Roy would have heard me take up the seat of the toilet, and the delicious sound of me throwing up all my peppermint tea, together with some other stuff, I'm not sure I have even eaten. I sit and wait for more to come, as my stomach begins to turn over and over again. Oh, here it goes, one more time. I throw up again. I begin to feel light headed, and my whole body starts to shake. First my hands, and then it starts spreading. I feel cold and hot at the same time. My breathing gets quicker, I feel like I'm not getting enough air down into my lungs. Am I panicking?

"Here, Ed," I see a glass of water in front of me, and I now realize that he's sitting behind me with a towel, and a resting hand on my shoulder. " It's water with a little salt."

I take the glass, and sink a few times, where after some of the bad taste in my mouth goes away. Roy takes the glass shortly after, and helps me to stand on my feet again.

"Schh, shchh" he stands himself in front of me. "Try to slow your breathing down a little, Ed, you're hyper ventilating."

I do as he says. I feel strange. I can't say anything, I just look at him.

"I'm sorry," he says. " I went a bit too far there, I know. It was never my intentions."

I just nod, and try to smile a little. " It's okay," I say and take in a deep breath, feeling I'm beginning to calm down. " I know we can't avoid it forever….it's just, we should concentrate about this first."

"Yes, you're right, Ed." Roy says. " I just got a little carried away."

I smile. " It does not mean that we won't have anymore…." I say and stop myself a little. " It's just that now… this is the first time for both of us."

"We should take it one step at the time," Roy smiles, and nuzzles my ear and neck.

I nod, and look up at him.

" Do you know anything about pregnancy at all, Ed?" he then asks.

"No," I truthfully answer.

"Well, then I see we have a lot of way to go from here."

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