Author: Shell Mel
Rating: P G - 13
Warning: Some violence and near death scenes. Also for Ed's swearing.
Spoilers: Spoilers for episode 22 and end of anime series.
Characters: Edward Elric, Roy Mustang
Summary: AU Edward never thought much about the incident back in lab 5 with the red water. He doesn't really remember it that much. He's seventeen now, repaying his debt by helping Mustang reach the top now Al finally has his body again. But what happens when he and Mustang become targets for assassination?
Author Notes: Alternative ending to Anime series. Prologue is based in episode 22, while the rest is a year after the series.
He was in his office again. Only this time there was no Edward. Roy was confused. In the last two occasions the kid had been here, regardless of his want to see the boy. Now, when he actually wanted Edward to invade his mind and give him some answers, and he wasn’t here.
Slowly, Roy got up from his chair and began looking around the room as if the kid would be hiding somewhere, playing some stupid, childish game. At first it was just annoying, but after searching the room and finding nothing, he was quickly being frustrated.
“Fullmetal?” He called out.
Where was the brat? Not only had he been looking forward to this insanity, now he was actively searching for it. Perhaps that’s what Edward traded, Roy’s sanity. Not worth a life, but maybe an eye at least.
“Fullmetal?!” he called out again, louder as he left the office to continue his search.
Outside his office was the office his team shared. There was no blond brat to be found there either. Roy set out to search the entire building for him, his frustration now turning into anger. Could Edward have been drawn back into his body already? Was he too late? Would he not get at least some of the answers he sort?
He often called out for the boy, but he never got an answer. No hint that there was anyone else here in his mind. He was alone. Maybe he should have gone to bed earlier? Maybe he should have napped more during the day to get the answers? If what Edward said is true, then the boy would remember nothing. Any clues he had about his revival, his eye, would all be gone.
Roy leaned against the wall of the corridor. He was running his fingers through his messy hair, thinking about what the hell he was going to do now. His answers were gone, his life was under threat and everything he had worked towards was being threatened.
“You know,” came a voice. “All I’m here from you is a lot of me, me, me. I knew you were a bastard, but I never realised you were truly so self-centred.”
Roy’s gaze shot up to find Edward leaning against the opposite wall to him. There he was. After searching the entire place, the kid just magically turned up?
“Where the hell have you been?” Roy snapped. “I’ve been looking for you.”
“I know,” Ed said casually as he inspected his gloves. “But I figured you would benefit from some alone time.”
“Alone time?” Roy said in disbelieve. “According to you, you don’t have long to give me the clues we need to figure out what the hell you did. And now you decide to waste it?”
“Oh?” Ed said, looking up. “So now you think about us? The ‘we’ in this situation? Forgive me, but I didn’t see the point in sharing anything with an asshole that only seems to remember that other people are involved in this situation when it’s convenient for him.”
“What the hell are you on about?” Roy said, frowning.
“I’m talking about you, Mustang.” Ed said, taking the few steps necessary to close the distance between them. “
“You have a great goal. To change the way our government work, to protect your men and the people of this country.”
Roy was backed into the wall as the boy approached. Only it wasn’t really a boy in front of him. Not now. It was a lion. His eyes piercing, accusing. It made him nervous. Where was Ed going with this?
“However,” Ed continued. “You have forgotten those you are trying to protect. I can understand you have taking some time to think about yourself, not a bad thing, considering your life is currently under attack. After all, you’re human. But what is the point in this self-preservation if you lose everything anyway. The people you are trying to protect?”
“I never asked them to die for me,” Roy snapped.
“I’m not talking about dying.” Ed told him. “You are being an asshole. Havoc seems to be the only one who had enough balls to tell you, even if it was only a half ass attempt at it. I’ve got no idea what’s wrong with Hawkeye, but she should have put you in line already the instant you started to slip.”
“You have,” Ed interrupted before he got too far. “You have. It might be only slightly now. It might only be aimed at Havoc and I for the moment, but how long before you start yelling at Fury? Or snapping at Breda? They are just as stressed about this situation as you. Considering we probably in for a shit storm, I think we should be getting along, backing one another up, rather doubting each other.”
Roy was stunned. Had he really been that bad? There had been, a few moments where he might not have been the most patient or understanding, but he hadn’t been that bad. Right? It was mostly with Edward and his clinginess and the doctor pushing his buttons. Then there was Havoc ready to rile him up at any moment.
“Havoc’s an idiot,” Ed said bluntly. “But he’s dealing with this situation his way. Making jokes, teasing. Tell him to lay off if you can’t handle it.”
Roy suddenly felt ten years old all over again. His aunt lecturing him on how to deal with teasing and bullying. Sticks and stones. It wasn’t something he had ever managed. Not well anyway.
“You get shitty like that with me,” Ed continued. “When I’m myself again, and I swear you’ll wish for Hawkeye’s bullet. I’m going to be confused, sick and bitchy as hell. I won’t be in the mood for it. And honestly? I doubt you would put up with that type of behaviour from me.”
Roy nodded slightly. He wouldn’t let Edward behave like a brat. Not now. They had too much to do. Too much to prepare for. Too much to risk.
“Right,” Ed said, his voice sounding slightly lighter as he allowed a smile to come to his face. “You can be human. You can be selfish, but not to the point where you push people away, not now. You need your people close. You need to be close to them. Not putting distance between by being a prick. Understand?”
Roy nodded again. He couldn’t believe he had gotten this lecture from Fullmetal of all people. Hawkeye had promised him that she would keep him straight. So why hadn’t she noticed this? She was always quick to knock some sense into him when he got like this. Especially since Maes was no longer there to do it.
“Now,” Edward stepped to the side and gestured to a door that appeared in front of them. “You want to see how I got Al back?”