This story came to me one night when I was trying to sleep. The muse told me to write it down and this happened. Actually I think we both needed a break from the smut I'm writing at the moment XD I'm actually working on a second part to Ed's xmas quickie but it's getting rather long and it is copious amounts of smut and my brain can't handle too much at once.

Just my attempt at a drabble, hope you like it ^_^ Let me know what you think.

Fear

The door rattled in the frame causing the two men hiding in the room to flinch further back. How had it come to this? How was it that the two strongest alchemists in Amestris were hiding in a darkened room flinching as the door was bombarded?

Ed, better known as the Fullmetal Alchemist, flinched when Roy, also known as the Flame Alchemist, placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Ed…I…"

"What Roy?"

"I wish we'd had more time. I mean, I wish we hadn't wasted so much on petty squabbles." Roy looked so sad and sincere that Ed was about to reach over and grab hold of him when the door bulged inwards as the next wave of attacks began.

"Roy…I…" Ed was cut off as Roy suddenly reached out and grabbed him by his shirt and drew him close to his body. Before Ed could protest Roy pressed his lips almost forcefully against his, cutting off all protests as well as any coherent thought.

Ed melted into the kiss, not even waiting for the questioning tongue to ask, just opening his mouth and allowing it to be plundered. Roy was almost too rough as his tongue mapped Ed's mouth, his teeth biting Ed's lip as he pulled away, a trail of saliva still joining their bruised lips. Both were breathing heavily and staring into each others eyes in a haze.

"Wh…what was…that for?" Ed asked brokenly as he drew in lungfuls of air.

"I didn't want to die without doing that." Ed looked confused; after all they had kissed before so he wasn't sure what Roy could be referring to.

"Doing what?"

"Inappropriately kissing someone while afraid and fighting for my life." Just as suddenly as Roy had grabbed him, Ed returned the favour grabbing Roy and nearly pulling him off balance. Their lips met again, this time Ed's tongue fought back and they moved together in a well known dance. Lips crashed and teeth nipped skin as they both fought for dominance of the kiss. When they finally pulled back to breath, their lips swollen and small amounts of blood beading where teeth had nipped, it was Roy's turn to look confused.

"I didn't want to go without doing that either."

"Was that a proper sentence let alone English?"

"Ditto" Ed said and Roy smiled, that he understood. They were looking at each other longingly, each lost in their own lusts when the banging began again. It grew louder and the lock looked ready to give. Determined looks crossed their faces and they assumed battle stances, staring at the door just waiting for it to break. Ed reached out his hand and took Roy's, their fingers entwining just as the door flew open, the lock clattering to the floor.

Four small figures came into view and streaked across the room, they barrelled into Ed and Roy taking their legs out from under them and sending them crashing onto their backs. As they crashed to the floor they could hear high pitched screaming.

"Uncle Ed, Uncle Roy play with us."

"You know Roy" Ed began through gritted teeth. "If we had just pretended not to be in like I suggested, Al couldn't have palmed them off on us and we could have been…"

"Yes Ed, I realise that." Roy cut him off before he could finish the obviously dirty sentence. Just as Ed was about to say 'I told you so' a hard metal object hit him on the forehead. He looked up into the innocently wide blue eyes of his five year old niece, a wrench clutched tightly in her grip.

"You are so much like your mother" Ed managed to say ruefully before his head was knocked backwards by the force of another hit.