Bloodlust

Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist

Summary: He just loved to get a reaction out of the young alchemist. The heat in his eyes, the murderous intent swirling in the gold depths, satisfied him like nothing else.

Pairings: Roy x Edward

Genre: Romance/Humor/Maybe some Angst later on

Rating: T for now but will go up in the future!

Hi guys! First fanfic EVER. While it is my intent to stay within the original universe and general story line, I don't think I'll be adhering to the actual plot, as in the developments and other details. So, unless you've never actually read/watched FMA, there won't be any spoilers or anything for those who know the general story. Thank you for reading and please review/rate/write feedback, etc.

Chapter 1

A familiar explosion of shouts and cursing cut through the otherwise peaceful day at Central Headquarters. Colonel Roy Mustang allowed himself a small eye roll and the barest of sighs before once more adopting his calm, unaffected expression. The banging sounds drew nearer and he counted down internally, '3….2…1…', before his office door was practically blasted off its hinges to make way for a furious whirlwind of golden hair and red cloak. Despite his mask of boredom and arrogance, Roy Mustang couldn't help but smirk to himself internally, both enjoying and dreading the inevitable arrival of the Fullmetal Alchemist in all his fury.

"MUSTANG!" said alchemist shouted in a murderous tone that would have caused even the bravest of men to flinch and back away. Roy, however, had no trouble lazily adjusting his military uniform slightly before turning to face his subordinate, raising a questioning eyebrow as he did so.

Edward Elric stood before his desk, panting heavily from the excursion of being the equivalent of a violent hailstorm, rage smoldering in his golden eyes. Roy waited, bringing his fingertips together in front of him and surveying the flushed alchemist with amusement. Finally, Edward seemed to catch his breath and as he approached Roy's desk, hands clenching and unclenching at his sides before he slammed them on the desk, sending some unsigned papers fluttering to the ground.

"Why," he started, voice dangerously steady, "would you send me on such a worthless, pointless, COMPLETE waste of my time? You KNOW how close we were to a breakthrough in our research, but you just HAD to force us to go chasing a bunch of fucking IDIOTS ALL THE WAY TO DAMN DRACHMA AND BACK WHO WERE JUST A BUNCH OF PETTY CRIMINALS? THEY WEREN'T EVEN ALCHEMISTS, BASTARD! WHAT WAS THE POINT? I TRUDGED MY FROZEN ASS UP A BLOODY MOUNTAIN AND BACK DOWN AND PRACTICALLY RAN ACROSS THIS GOD FORSAKEN COUNTRY JUST TO CATCH SOME JEWELRY THIEVES FOR THIS SUPPOSED LEAD YOU GOT ON THE STONE BEING WITH THEM AND THEN WHAT? THEY TURN OUT TO BE A BUNCH OF MORONS TRYING TO MAKE OFF WITH LESS THAN 100 CENS OF WORTHLESS SHIT!" Edward's face was almost completely red from shouting and rage, his hands itching to wrap themselves around the neck of the smug bastard in front of him and choke the fucker to death. Said bastard was still just watching him stoically, though Edward could see the amusement in Mustang's eyes. God, how he wanted to just land a solid, automail punch on that expressionless face.

Seeing the small break in Fullmetal's tirade, Roy decided he had better say something before Edward worked himself up again and he lost his chance.

"If you're done with your childish complaining, Fullmetal, then perhaps you could consider that I merely did my job in telling you about the lead and sending you out to chase after it. That was what youwanted, isn't it? Though I can't deny that returning the Drachman princess's priceless headdress may have diffused a potentially tense situation between our nations and alleviate the suspicion that Amestris was involved." Roy paused to enjoy the shocked, incredulous expression on the alchemist's face before continuing. "Be sure to hand your report to Hawkeye within the next 24 hours. And pick up those papers you so carelessly pushed off my desk." Roy could see the anger building in his young subordinate again and held up a hand when he opened his mouth to let out another storm of rants. "No more of that, Fullmetal. Do not forget that the only reason you are even able to conduct this search for the stone is your position in the military and, thus, under me." Something unknown flashed in Edward's eyes at his words, but was soon drowned once again in his anger. Roy filed this new information into the back of his mind before continuing.

"As such, Fullmetal, you will need to practice some self-restraint in the presence of your commanding officer. Remember that I have the ability to cut you off from any and all materials and strip away your title." Roy watched with satisfaction as Edward's eyes widened slightly at his words before narrowing. His mouth formed a hard line as he studied the floor intently, still shaking from barely suppressed rage.

"Though," he continued, "I suppose I can make allowances sometimes. After all, I assume that your anger fills you to the brim much more quickly than most people, considering your stature." He could never tell what possessed him to goad the alchemist every time he saw him, but he couldn't help himself. He enjoyed getting a rise out of the expressive boy, really a young man now, though this was not a difficult task by any means.

Predictably, Edward's eyes narrowed even further, if that was possible, and Roy could almost hear the furious, and utterly inane, rant just itching to burst forth. But, Edward managed to contain himself, still examining the floor. Slowly, still trembling visibly, he kneeled to gather the stray papers that had fallen off of Roy's desk when he had burst in and slammed them onto the desk.

Finally looking up again, Edward clenched his teeth together and ground out, "Am I dismissed, then?" Fucking bastard, thought the blonde as he continued to glare at the man before him.

"You are, Fullmetal. And don't forget that report," he said, ignoring the soft snarl and turning again to his paperwork without bothering to watch as Edward stalked towards the door and wrenched it open before slamming it shut. Roy couldn't help but smirk as the vibrations from the door jostled the room. Pushing him is just too much fun, he thought as he turned away from his work again to gaze out the window behind him.