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~Chapter 10: They call him Scar~
At HQ.
Roy's POV.
Ever feel like you made the worse mistake possible, and that there's this unearthly force, that's feeding off of your misery?
Ever get caught having sex with a prostitute—since you lost your primary source of sexual pleasure—by your 16-year-old subordinate? Who's also known as, the bane of your existence at the moment; because you can't decide if it's a good idea to love him (intimately), or treat him like the nuisance that you think he is.
Don't understand what I'm trying to say?
Yeah. Neither do I.
"Full-Fullmetal!" I exclaimed, while frantically trying to adjust my pants against JimBob, who was on full attention. The naked woman under my person, screamed, covering her breasts the best she could from Fullmetal. This was why I didn't bring my sexual partners to my job—because, certain people don't know how to knock. Damn this is awkward. "Full-" Ed cut my sentence off instantly.
"-I did that stupid mission you've been nagging about. Here's the report." Ed spoke so nonchalantly, while vigorously shaking the paper in the air; as he advances towards my desk. I kept my eyes fixated on the blonde, while frantically redressing my lower half, as he ever-so-lightly slammed the 3 paged document on my desk, and took his leave. Ed was quick, however I needed to speak with him. I looked to the woman on my couch, and ordered her to get dressed, and leave through the secret entrance behind the bookshelf. The only thing I needed to do now, was apologize for yesterday at the Hughes' home, but inside I knew he didn't care to hear anything I had to say—which was quite understandable and I deserved it. Ed clenched his teeth and glared at me as I clutched his automail, turning him around to face me. I detained my subordinate against the wall, intently watching over his person the best that I could. Why was it always so hard to speak to him?
Because, I took advance of him, took his virginity, threw him out on the street, and treated him like an outcast–that's way.
Opening and closing my mouth like a fish out of water, I tried desperately to find the correct words to say, but I just couldn't do it. "Don't...Don't say anything to me-"
"-Ed, just listen." I retorted, which made the boy scoff. I'm a fool to think that we can actually work something out, but lately I've been trying—not as hard as I should to gain his trust back—but still I'm trying. I couldn't love him more than a father figure should, and I shouldn't have tried too. This was the dumbest thing, I'd ever done, and I was hurting Ed and Al in the process. "...Edward, I just-"
"-Why?" He inquired sternly. My eyebrows quirked up at that instantly, and I could tell he was trying the best he could to get a reaction outta me.
"What?"
"Why did we have sex?!" He spat out loudly. I winched at the loud question, occasionally averting my gaze up and down the corridor to make sure no one heard him. Ed was beginning to piss me off, but I needed to remain under control of my actions. "Why did you do it? Why fuck me, and deny me like nothing happened?! Are you ashamed of me?!-" That pushed me over the brink.
"-Edward." I growled out through clenched teeth. He intently watched as my eyes darkened- my entire face darkened with some sort of inner rage. I gripped both of his arms, detaining them against the wall, while a deafening silence engulfed us. The lady still hadn't come out of my office, and I assumed that she took my advice and high tailed her ass outta there, as soon as she could. "...How many times will you ask me that damn question?" I angrily asked. This was the last time I wanted to talk about it. I simply wanted to forget it all.
"I won't ask you again, if you'd just tell me why!" Fullmetal shot back. Gritting his teeth as I subconsciously dug my fingers into his flesh arm. "You...You sick bastard!-"
"-I...I...Ed, you...you're right." Ed's eyes snapped open at that, watching me release his person, while he continued to glare at my person. It devastated me to hear him call me a sick bastard, but when it all boiled down too it—I was one. "I can't tell you how appalled I am about everything. I'm afraid of loosing all I have, so I'm just doing the best I can, Fullmetal!" I cried out. "My job is on the line. My relationship with Riza isn't the same, and I can't...We can never be the same anymore." Fullmetal grew taut under my words, but quickly averted his gaze in the opposite direction.
"And why can we not be the same?" He croaked out, sounding as if he were on the brink of tears. I refused to acknowledge his question, nor did I make any motion to look his way. It was obvious why. This hatred and tension between us had burned bridges in our friendship. There would be absolutely no mending of this relationship, which was for the best. We both knew it. "Just admit it already...You're ashamed of me."
"No, Ed...I'm not ashamed of you-"
"Then what-" I did the first thing that came to mind. I kissed Ed. It was a desperate move on my part, but his lips felt soft against mine—almost as if they were made to be there. Deepening the once chaste kiss, I wrapped my arms against the boy's body, as his arms slowly snaked around my neck to receive more of my lips. I flicked my tongue over his bottom lip- once he clutched my front to shove me away. I couldn't let him go this soon, so pulled his body in closer, which granted me access into his moist cavern. As abruptly as the kiss commenced- it ended. I pulled away from his embrace, slightly pleased with my doings. I still felt terrible, and my pride was too much for me to apologize for the action. I wanted to live in the moment, and make it last the best I could. Now it was Ed's turn to gape like a fucking fish. "..."
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"...Ro-Roy, what the fu-"
"-I'm ashamed of myself." The boy stared at me in awe. My feelings were so conflicting, that I didn't no what to do at the moment. Part of me wanted to admit to the feelings that are unfortunately forming for the boy, while the other part wanted nothing to do with him, since his presence constantly bothered me. Ed convulsed against the wall; glaring at my person, while I slowly slid my hands down my face and groaned. "Full-"
"-Don't." He barked out. Pushing himself off the wall, where I left him to think. I made a motion to speak again, however Fullmetal cut me off by placing his hands in front of his person to shut me up. "I-I gotta go back home and rest."
"Ed, please just listen to me." He shook his head- making his way down the narrow hallway towards the front doors of Head Quarters. "Edward!" He ignored me as I continuously called for him, watching him jostle pass military personnel until Havoc boisterously made himself known.
"Chief!" Ed continued walking, pushing the double doors open, and he did all without speaking to anyone. Earning his trust was definitely going to be way tougher than I'd thought.
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Hughes walked into my office, his eyes determined as I looked over the last bit of military documents; that Riza sent me. "Colonel, we need to talk-"
"-Once again, if it's about Fullmetal, I don't care to hear it." The brunette shook his head in disbelief, slamming a clenched fist down on my desk, which easily caught my attention.
"This is military related information, Roy!" I glared at my best friend, but spoke nothing. Laying the document on the desktop nonchalantly, I allowed the other man to waste my precious time. "There's an Ishvalan that has breached the city's gates, and he's currently targeting military officials..." My eyes widened at the sudden information. "...The higher ups feel that this breach, means war." I nodded understanding.
"So they need me out in the field, now." Hughes confirmed my assumption with a nod of his head, at which I rose from my chair and sighed.
"You must know, he's quite skilled in hand to hand combat. Witnesses have given reports, and they say he's a man with an unusual scar. So we've posted him on the 'Most Wanted List' under the name of, Scar."
"So they call him Scar?" Hughes nodded his head, and saluted me as I rose from my seat. "Let's head out, Hughes. We have work to do."
"-Sure thing, Mustang, but first I need to go home and see my wife and daughter. I always speak before I leave for war, never know when I may not return home." I nodded understandingly. I was quite jealous of his family—so perfect; so friendly. If I were like him, maybe Riza wouldn't have had so many doubts, and I would've been able to control myself around Fullmetal at the party. It was always a mistake after a mistake, and everyone was suffering from them now. I watched the brunette leave my office, with a friendly waved that I returned.
Someday, I'll start a family with someone special, and I'll be able to make that person proud to be mine...
...Someday
Ed's POV (Present Time).
After leaving the Hughes' apartment, I stormed down the stairs and rushed out into the world. The cool breeze of wind whisking through my bangs, yet the beaming sun viscously attacked my person. My famous red coat swaying as I walked with each step. It was obvious that Alphonse was going to kill me when I returned home. After dropping off that stupid document and blowing my cover at the Hughes' apartment, I just needed to get home before anyone else noticed my pregnancy. I was only 2 weeks pregnant, but I looked like a 3 month pregnant whale! It's terrible. I spilled my guts, my back is starting to hurt, and I just wanna go home to rest my joints. My mismatched steps echoed in the silence as I walked, and my shadow illuminated along the sidewalk. Hands jammed in my pockets, I covered my plump belly with my coat, and jostled through the crowd of civilians. Some spoke, and some ignored my presence like I did them, yet I felt this need to speak, but with my bladder currently plaguing me, I didn't have time. I looked down at my belly, forcing a smile before averting my attention back at the world in front of me.
I was with child.
My very own baby.
The thought alone scared the living shit outta me, but I also knew that I had people to help raise my son/ daughter. Lately, I've been thinking about keeping the baby (although the chances of that happening are still very slim), I'm still too young to raise this child. Things are still too risky for my child, and I know for sure Roy wants nothing to do with me. Worrying my bottom lip, I slowly walked towards my home, winching at the pain radiating in the lower portion of my back. The dorms were closed already, and I really didn't feel like staying in that damned apartment. Stepping through the gate, I came face to face with my little brother. Al rested his large hands firmly against his metal hips, his crimson orbs glowing with rage. I practically began to shrink under his gaze. I knew Alphonse was going to be highly upset with me sneaking out of the house to work, but I needed to get out. "Brother, where have you been?"
"I've been out. Just walking around-"
"-Brother, don't lie to me dammit." Al snapped back, his eyes glowing brighter as the bass in his voice roared as he cursed. I flinched at the abrupt change in his voice, covering my face with both hands—leaving my round belly unprotected and visible; although not by that much.
"I...I did a quick mission, and went to see Maes. Al, it's not a big deal, all I had to do was file that stupid report of the outskirts of East City-"
"-Brother, Doctor Bui stated that you needed to rest!" I rolled my eyes and scoffed at the statement.
"Al, I'm capable of writing a 3 page report, it's not like I'm fighting anyone." Al slouched a bit, but he continued to watch over my person intently. He was always this over protective of me, and I knew it—I also knew why. Al was a metal suit of armor, and I still had majority of my human body. I could still die, and Al had a better chance of living then I did. His only way of dying being the alchemy array located inside his suit.
I was extremely vulnerable now, and Al needed me to help get our bodies back.
"Alphonse, don't worry about me. Honestly I'm fine." I assured my brother, bracing my back with one hand as I limped towards the front stairs. Al noticed my struggle, and kindly helped me up the stairs. "Al, I'm not that old. I can walk on my own-"
"-I will not let you or my niece/nephew have any problems when I'm around. Brother, you're all the family I have left and I can't loose you." I arched an eyebrow, watching my brother hesitantly touch my slightly enlarged abdomen.
"Al, nothing going to happen to us. The baby is just growing a little quickly, it's normal." Alphonse shook his head in disapproval, resting his large hand against my stomach once more.
"Brother, Doctor Bui called earlier today. You need to go see her quickly! It's very important, she said." I frowned at the statement, but spoke nothing. Why was I needed now? East City is at war!
"Fine. I'll go."
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"Ed, please I need you to calm down." Doctor Bui demanded. Her long raven hair tied behind her head in the usual bun, as I gawked at the woman in complete shock. Alphonse spoke nothing, his eyes stayed trained on the doctor.
This couldn't be!
"Doctor, what are you saying?!" I exclaimed. Rising up off the examining table, with adrenaline coursing through my veins.
Dammit, it's over.
"Ed, this baby is growing way too fast. Nurse Carter and I have been running test with your blood and urine samples for hours. What we came up with is far more disturbing than we'd hope." She squirmed in her swivel chair, encouraging me to stay calm, but I couldn't keep calm. I was horrified and angry all at the same time. "Ed, how many times have you used alchemy since you've known about your pregnancy?" Al glanced over at me, as I thought to myself. Crossing my arms against my chest, I stared down at my boots and sighed.
"At least 3 times, but what does that have to do with anything?"
"Ed, you're killing yourself and this baby." Alphonse gasped inwardly, as I gawked at the woman in total shock. Bui shook her head and rose from the chair. "At this rate, the baby will continue to grow until your internal organs are crushed if you don't stop using alchemy. The baby's organs and mind are that of a 2 week olds, but the body is as big as a 3 month olds during the pregnancy. Using alchemy speeds up the growth of this child, while the inner organs are still far from being developed. It'll either crush the baby's organs inside the womb, or the child will be born premature and with a tremendous amount of special needs." My hands shook in small convulsions, before I immediately looked down at my stomach.
My baby was suffering because of me! I should've listened to Al, and stayed in bed all the times he begged me too! But I'm only sixteen! I...Fuck, why does this need to happen?!
"Doctor, is there anyway my brother can keep both himself and the child safe?" Doctor Bui nodded at the inquire, but that didn't stop my heart from pounding against my ribcage.
"Ed, you have to promise me you won't use alchemy until after this child is born. Right now, you and this baby are in great danger, but if you stop using alchemy it might slow down the growth of this baby; which can give the organs inside the child's body a chance to grow and accommodate how fast it has been growing."
"If Ed has only used alchemy three times, why is the baby so big?" Alphonse asked. Doctor Bui shrugged her shoulders, before lacing her fingers through her bangs.
"I'm assuming how long the alchemy is used, determines how rapidly the child grows. Either way, Ed you need to start putting your child's life before your own. This could be life or death for the both of you." I nodded understanding, waiting patiently for the doctor to leave the room completely before I exploded. Al watched me punch the walls with my automail, smashing dents into every one of them until my legs buckled under the pressure. I collapsed to the floor and cried.
A matter of life or death...
My baby is dying...
I'm dying...
Life or Death...
But for my baby...I'll choose Life.
~Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Finally got around to an update so be happy! Yay! Scar encounters Al, Ed, and Armstrong on the next chapter! OMG WHATS GONNA HAPPEN?! Until next time, follow, favor, review; do whatever you see fit too! Peace!~