So, the first real update in a while! :D So exciting. I can't wait for the reviews to start rolling it~

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Your name is Edward Elric, also known as Ed. You are seventeen years old.

You and your younger brother are incredibly talented alchemists.

You are currently seeking the Philosopher's Stone to retrieve your real bodies back, which you lost in a human transmutation of your mother, which didn't bring her back anyway.

In the transmutation, you lost your arm and leg, which are now automail. Your brother lost his whole body, but you attached his body to that suit of armor over there.

Your brother's name is Alphonse Elric, also known as Al. He's one year younger than you.

You are the youngest person in history to become a state alchemist. You were twelve when you first became one. Your title is the Fullmetal Alchemist.

Your commanding officer is Colonel Roy Mustang. He is also a state alchemist; the Flame Alchemist. He's the one by your bedside with the black hair and the one writing you these memory notes.

Roy spent the rest of the afternoon writing these "memory notes" for Ed's room. For a long while, Ed watched silently as his commanding officer continued writing notes for his room with sullen eyes. Every time the raven-haired man caught a glimpse of the younger man, he wanted to sob; he just looked so pathetic. After a while, the blond went to sleep, but Roy did not stop. Although it was unnecessary, Roy tried to pull whatever information he knew about the blond to write a sticky note about.

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The man sitting next to him looked familiar after a while. It was like he had seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't recall where it was. One of the many sticky notes around him said "Your commanding officer is Colonel Roy Mustang. He is also a state alchemist, the Flame Alchemist. He's the one by your bedside with the black hair and the one writing you these memory notes" but no – there was something else to it.

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"I don't see any use in keeping him in a hospital bed. It would be better if he went home. You know, letting him live his normal life as best he can; the familiarity can help ease the amnesia away."

"Okay…but…"

"Yes?"

"They don't have anywhere to go…" Roy mumbled.

"…Oh, right, his brother did say they were travelers, didn't he? Hmm…quite a dilemma…"

The idea struck Colonel Mustang as if it was a bolt of lightning.

"Well, they can stay with me. I'd be happy to take them in. Plus, while in my house, Ed can still go to work."

A smile erupted across the doctor's face. "Wonderful. I'll need you to sign some discharge papers, since they will be in your care. You know, just as a formality."

"Of course."

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There was no objection from Alphonse when Roy had told him that he would be their guardian till Ed got "better." Ed, of course, was not coherent enough to have a say in the matter since he couldn't even remember who he was (which was probably good for Roy because h ewwould probably disapprove.) Roy was told he could leave whenever they were ready.

Al started telling Roy everything there was to know about the Fullmetal as soon as they got in the car. Stuff like how he takes a shower every night and that he tends to wake up in the middle of the night to eat. There was so many odd quirks he had there was he no wah e could remember them all. If he dated Edward, did that mean that he'd have to learn all this stuff?

"OH, and we're going to have to stop by our dorm to grab his pillow. He can't sleep without it for too long. And get some other stuff, too…"

Who am I kidding? Roy thought, Like Edward would really date me, Colonel Bastard…

This continued about half the way home. Roy, driving, with Al in the backseat, talking, with Ed, sleeping. At least it was a lot better than Ed saying "Who are you? Where am I?" every five seconds.

Finally Al said, "Um…and that's all I can think of for now. I know it's kind of a lot to remember."

You mean impossible to remember, thought the colonel.

In a way, Roy envied Al. Not necessarily because he knew Ed so much better than him—thought that was part of it—it was because he was so close to someone at all that he knew nearly everything, if not absolutely everything, about that person. Mustang never had that…ever. He wanted that. And he was just sitting there, asleep, waiting to be known.

Before he realized it, they were at HQ. He was sure he sounded monotonous when he asked, "Do you need me to come with you guys?"

"Um…no, thanks. Actually, I'll just go by myself. Ed's asleep and I know what we need anyway."

Roy stiffened. "Oh, sure. I…forgot."

"Okay…I'll be right back." The suit of armor got out of the car and slammed the door behind him.

Thank God I had these windows tinted, the older man thought.

He turned around slowly, and had a subconscious feeling that whatever he was about to do he would regret for one reason or another.

Again, he leaned in to touch his lips to that of Edward's. He, still, could not believe himself for what he was doing, again. What an idiot I am, he thought.

As he pulled away, Ed's eyes fluttered open. "Huh…who are you?" I don't remember you."

He's not going to remember it anyway, so why don't I just…

"You were in a coma and you have amnesia, but we're taking you home now."

"But who are you? Why are you kissing me?"

"I'm…your boyfriend. I just wanted to let you know that I love you," he said with a subtle smile.

…pretend?

"Boyfriend? Really? I chose to date someone and I chose you?

Roy had developed good "pretending" skills after being in the military all these years…

"Those are hurtful words, Edward. You know you love me." He leaned in to kiss him again. This time, he got the satisfaction of Ed kissing him back.

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The smooth surface against his lips was simply tantalizing.

He had felt this before. This feeling of pink on pink and the warmth in between. It was as if he just wanted more of this feeling of…warmth. It was an incredible feeling. He pushed into it so his sense could absorb this amazing feeling.

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Roy was honestly surprised when Ed leaned into the kiss. He wrapped his hands around the back of his head and it almost felt like he was kissing a girl, what with the soft lips and the soft, smooth, long hair.

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He loved the feeling of being pushed deeper into this intimate experience. His large hands that looked rough now felt gentle caressing the back of his head.

He didn't really understand what happened when his throat vibrated and he made an…arousing sound.

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When Ed moaned, Roy immediately hardened and got rougher. He pushed hard onto Edward's mouth with his and Roy slightly pushed his tongue through his lips. Ed was alarmed by this and pulled back.

"I'm sorry…I don't think I'm ready for that right now."

Damnit, I'm such an idiot…Roy thought. He was rough at heart, but he had practically forgotten how delicate this boy—no, man—was. He guessed that this was his first kiss—not that he knew that, or would remember it, but Roy would constantly be living with the guilt of stealing this first kiss. Damnit, your first kiss is supposed to be with someone you really cared about, not someone that was just forcing themselves on you…

Oh shit, I completely forgot!

"Your brother Al is coming back in a second. He…doesn't know we're dating."

"Why not…?"

"That's…the way you wanted it. I don't know why. You two are really close."

"Oh…okay…"

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The kiss was unlike any other experience he's ever had…and yet he still had a feeling he somehow was.

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Mustang turned back around to face out the windshield. As much as he wanted to look at Edward, it would be awkward if he was staring at him when Al got back. "You might want to pretend you're asleep. That's what you were doing when he left."

"Oh…okay…" He closed his eyes and shifted into a sleeping position.

Roy could see Alphonse coming back now, and he blankly stared at the windshield. The back door opened, and Al put all the things he got from the dorm room in the passenger's seat. "That should be enough. We can always come back if I forgot something, right?"

"Of course."

"Something wrong?"

"Not at all."

Roy had a strange feeling when he put the car into gear, with tears in his eyes and a hardness between his legs.

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I know how it feels to steal someone's first kiss when you don't have feelings for them. It's been over a year now and I still think about it often and it's probably the biggest regret of my life. If you're reading this, you have no idea how sorry I am.

Anyway, what did you think? I know, it's a little shorter than usual. But I wrote half of this in a spiral and then typed it up so I really had no idea how long it would be. I'll be sure to be back to normal next time. :3 Review~