Warnings: A few bad words and implied sex, but nothing major.
Words: 457 (That can still be a drabble, right?)
Characters/Pairing: Roy x Ed
Summary: Ed agrees to let Roy do his hair.
Notes: Insipired by this, from the doujinshi Feeling Infection, which can be downloaded here and was scanned by shuki_ai. Pigtail!Ed is my new crack. Yep. First FMA fic, so sorry for any possible OOC-ness. Un-betaed and an attempt to get over writer's block.
“Ow!!” Ed yelped as Roy’s finger caught on a tangle, opening one eye and glaring at the older man. “Would you be careful?!”
Roy only snapped at him to keep his eyes shut. Ed growled before obediently re-closing his eye.
“Why do I have to keep my eyes shut?” Ed muttered as Roy tugged at his hair.
“Because I don’t want you to see the finished product until its just that- finished!” Roy said. There was something... odd in his voice. What it was, Ed couldn’t figure out, but he knew it wasn’t good, and it didn’t make him feel any more relaxed then Roy‘s answer had. He sighed and readjusted himself so he could dangle (Damn Roy’s bed for being so high off of the ground) one leg over the edge of the bed. He received an annoyed grunt from Roy for his moving, but he didn’t bother apologizing.
Ed felt Roy tug at the hair on one side of his head. “How come you wanted to do my hair anyway?”
Roy smirked, despite knowing that Ed couldn’t see it. “Because.”
“That’s not an answer. That’s not even a sentence.” Ed muttered, forcing his eyes to stay closed as he felt the tugging at his hair. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what Roy had in mind for his hair, but it wasn’t like he wanted to.
“Well, why’d you agree to it?” Roy asked, ignoring the blonde boy’s comment. He turned Ed’s head and started on the other half.
Ed’s eyes tightened a moment in thought before he said, calmly, “Its equivalent trade.” He paused and gave an evil grin to Roy. “You do my hair, I do you.”
Roy’s hands paused in... whatever they were doing and he looked at Edward. “Really? I didn’t agree to that, but it works for me.” Edward snickered.
“Alright... I’m done.” Roy told him. Was that ...laughter the older man was trying to keep down? Oh, shit, what the hell had Edward gotten himself into?
The boy opened his eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the light, before picking up the handheld mirror that rested next to him and looking into it.
“WHAT THE FUCK???!!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME???!!!” Ed yelled, his hand clenching the mirror so tightly it was beginning to crack. His eyes looked about ready to jump out of their sockets.
Roy pulled at one of the braided pigtails (both of which were complete with a pink ribbon at the end) and smirked. “What? I think they look c~ute!!” he cooed.
A vein popped out of Ed’s head and he glared at Roy. “I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!”
Roy looked innocently at him. “Will that be before or after you ‘do me’?”
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