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ONE

"You what?"

Ed remained silent, not feeling like repeating his self. The other man looked thoughtful for a moment before sighing and flopping down into bed next to him. In the beginning he hadn't even thought of telling Mustang all this but he couldn't help the outburst especially when he really had wanted to talk to him about it. He was basically nineteen years old now with a man around fourteen years older than him. The man was definitely more experienced than him when it came to relationships and Al agreed that they were rushing things way too much. It wasn't like he hated him. Not like he had years ago anyways.

"So you really think that separating yourself from me is going to change anything?"

Mustang had a good point; Ed mused but didn't want to bring the conversation up again. He had mulled it over many times ever since he started the relationship with Mustang. Doubt was never good in the beginnings of one and Ed thought hard about what he wanted. He wanted to inexplicitly love somebody with all his heart. He didn't want the doubt. He didn't want to worry that Roy would change his mind and go back to his old ways nor did he want to discover somewhere down the road that he should've waited. Also there was Al who was the father of a darling boy, Alex. The kid was really sweet like Al. He always smiled when he remembered the little blonde haired boy asking him when he was going to visit next. He was so lucky that Ed often found his self wondering what it would be like to have a child as well and it surprised him because for many years he thought that children were messy and disgusting.

"Roy, it's not like that. Did you ever think of the future?" Ed turned over seeing a strange glint in Roy's eyes.

He ignored it for now. He had to. He decided that someday and like Al, he wanted to be a father. Yes it would be nice to adopt but he wanted to be proud of a little bundle of joy with his flesh and blood like his mom. Trisha Elric was a good parent up to her death and her only fault that Ed could see to this day was loving somebody that had broken her heart deeply. Ed was never going to be like that, waiting for somebody that left and hoping endlessly that they would return only to die. She was a mother for God's sake. Shaking his head from his mental battle, he hesitantly waited for Roy to answer his question.

"Not really," he finally answered, burying his head into his pillow.

Ed sighed.

"Of course you haven't and I have. You probably see this as a shock but I do want to father a child or two. Adoption is good because there are those poor orphans out there but I want to actually make children Roy. I-I can't believe I am having this conversation with you but can you really not think about wanting something to call your own?"

"If I went by your definition I'd settle for a dog," Roy snuggled deeper into the pillow and Ed snorted at his pout.

Trust the now thirty three year old to act so childishly.

"Al has a son and he's happy," Ed countered.

"Al also has a wife that could make that happen," Roy said finally getting serious.

"Finally you're serious! Al and Winry think you played around with too many hearts to be trusted with me anyways. I want what Al and Winry have. They love each other, have my support, and they have a son!"

Roy rolled his eyes.

"I hoped I made you happy Ed. Al and Winry will eventually support you if we continue to prove to them that their fear of whatever it is they're having problems believing isn't happening. Finally, a kid is a big responsibility. Once you have one they are yours for life and you can't just give them back when you're tired of them."

"Shut up you bastard!" Ed finally yelled, yanking the blanket away and standing up. Grabbing a pillow and a spare blanket in the closet much to Roy's surprise, he was almost to the door before he turned around. "Maybe I have doubts that what we have is love Roy. Think about how it was when you were young; did you honestly fall in love with the first person you met? My brother doesn't have my support for a reason and that was because you formerly had a reputation as a god damned womanizer. Finally I feel sorry for you. Yes it is fun to play with Elysia and then to give her back when it gets too much but did you ever think about what it would be like to have a son that you could teach to? Play with and then love so much with no strings attached?"

"No strings attached?" Roy asked in a dangerously low tone. "I have you don't I?"

As the door slammed shut, Roy realized his mistake right away. Fuck, he thought helplessly. When he was able to get his bearings together he finally wondered what the hell was wrong with Ed.

Ed was a little disappointed to see Roy gone in the morning when he woke up but he guessed he deserved it. He always did have a short temper. He caught his self thinking that in his thoughts and slapped his head in irritation. He wasn't short damn it! He was pulling something out of the fridge when he saw the note. Being sweet and straight to the point, he relished that Roy always did seem to surprise him. Roy and sweet really didn't fit together; he concluded reading it over a second time. He blushed realizing that Roy even had to fight him on that. Wants a girl huh, he thought warily. Why oh why could Roy just be predictable for once? Ed shook his head. Of course cause then he wouldn't be the man that Ed had fallen for in the first place.

The phone rang just as he began to pour some orange juice.

"Mustang's residence."

"Ed?"

Ed spat out the drink and it wasn't just because it was Al on the other line. He glared at the carton and slowly comprehended what happened. He was going to kick Roy's annoying ass. Of course the man had to put stupid milk in the orange juice carton. They had fought over bringing milk in the house from the beginning and Ed had thought he had won. The key word being he thought. Roy was a stubborn ass man he wanted to and supposedly he wanted milk more than he let on because he took to hiding it in other cartons so that Ed wouldn't notice. Ed had told him to stop but it seemed to start again. He just hoped the man had his nice last day on earth because he was going to hell tonight.

"Ed, did Mustang put milk in another carton again?"

Ed hated the knowing tone in his brother's voice and quickly amended his earlier thought. Screw, sending him to hell tonight. He wasn't going to survive dinner.

"Look who's very smart. Maybe if you accepted the fact that Roy cares about me you could actually get along like you used to," Ed pointedly stated.

The sigh came on and Ed just frowned. He really wanted Al to accept Roy because he felt that if he accepted him, then there was one less problem to worry about. Hell, Al knew Ed had a personal relationship with the man and it wasn't all sunshine and daisies. But at least it was a joint effort up until last night.

"I never said I hated him. I just don't want him with you big brother."

"Why?" Ed found his self asking. "What is he doing that you don't approve of?"

"Ed I don't want him to hurt you. He would even if he didn't mean to and then guess whose heart me and Winry are going to have to pick up. It's not gonna be his and I could tell you that right now. Remember your previous girlfriends. Why can't you hook up with someone nicer and closer to your age?"

"We've been over this Al," Ed groused out. "Anyone my age wouldn't understand. I've done more than they ever did. Did it ever occur to you that I never fit in because I'm the only nineteen year old in their age group that joined the army when they were twelve?"

"Ed, didn't Teresa understand you at all?" Al prodded.

"No, she just listened real well," Ed's face fell.

Teresa didn't pretend to understand him at all. When he saved their town during one of his missions, she was the first one to be grateful and she listened whenever he had ranted about bastard superiors and the likes. He was really grateful that she never interrupted and whenever she spoke it wasn't about something boring either. He knew that Al had taken a liken to her to AND her fifteen cats. He sighed. His brother didn't understand yet. How would he ever understand love if he let his younger brother decide who was right for him.

"Please don't take this the wrong way Al I love you very much. But this is my love life. I want to make my own mistakes even if it means risking my own heart to do it. I won't ever find the one I love if I don't get heartbreak once in my lifetime. Besides for whatever worrying your doing, it could all be for nothing. My current relationship could just be puppy love or if it is real and I decide to spend the rest of my life with that man, please don't interfere Al, please promise."

There was a half seconds abated silence and then-

"Fine, but I still don't and won't ever think he is right for you," Al deadpanned.

Ed finally managed to smile a little and even when he managed to change the conversation to Alex and whatever it was he was getting up to at the moment, he couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe Al wouldn't have reasons to worry. Sure he loved Mustang but what type of love was it? Was it enough to last; only time would tell he guessed? He spat the vile stuff back into the carton, forgetting about the milk that was disguised as orange juice and glared at it as he heard laughing.

"Forgot already brother?"

"God damn it Al it's not funny!"

Never mind before dinner, Mustang was gonna be a dead man once he got home.