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31 August 2004 @ 04:56 pm
fic - rightously!indignant!Al  
And now, I am off to watch episode 46. Whee!


Title: Taking Responsibility
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Humor, yaoi, language
Spoilers: None.
Pairing: RoyxEd



Havoc got to work late, and so missed the first part of the
excitement. When he got there, the East Wing was already cluttered with
splinters and plaster dust, the main doors were already scattered all
over the lobby, and Breda, Fury and Farman were already clustered in a
room on the third floor, watching out the windows.

"What's going on?" Havoc said, dropping his coat over the back of a
chair and fishing for his cigarettes. A distant boom shook
the building, and Farman winced.

"Ooh, good shot," Breda murmured. Fury grinned sheepishly, and turned
to Havoc.

"It's the Colonel," he said. "He and Elric-san are having a -- er --
something of a dispute."

Havoc groaned, and struck a match. "Again?" he said, as he lit the end
of his cigarette. "Geez, it's like watching kids courting on a
playground. You could bring down a city with the sexual tension between
the Colonel and Fullmetal. Why can't they just fuck already and get it
over with?"

Fury coughed. "Apparently, that's the problem," he said.

Havoc frowned. "What do you mean?"

"It's not Edward-kun who's after the Colonel this time," Farman
explained. "It's Alphonse. It seems last night, the Colonel finally
managed to break the ice with Ed, so to speak. And Alphonse-kun has
taken it on himself to, hmm, defend his brother's honor."

"Oh," Enlightenment dawned on Havoc, and he grinned. "You'd
think the Colonel would have plenty of experience in dealing with irate
brothers by now," he added as an afterthought.

Farman nodded. "He does," he said. "However, most of the angry brothers
aren't six and a half foot invincible suits of armor who practice
combat alchemy for a living."

"Ah." Poor Colonel, thought Havoc briefly, but the surge of
sympathy was quickly quelled when he called to mind Roy Mustang's
endless romantic conquests, and the way the entire secretarial pool had
eyes only for him. Instead, he just shook his head with disgust. "What
a mess," he said.

Breda grimaced in agreement. "That's why we're up here,"
he said.

"Speaking of which, where's Lieutenant Hawkeye?" Havoc said, glancing
around.

"She went down to stop the madness a little while ago," Fury answered.
"She'll make certain that Alphonse-kun doesn't really kill
Mustang. I hope, anyway," he said nervously.

As though summoned by their mention of her, however, Hawkeye's
distinctively light, quick footsteps soon sounded in the hallway. The booming
sounds from below seemed to be coming in their direction, as well.
Havoc and Breda exchanged nervous glances.

"Hawkeye-kun!" Mustang's panicked voice floated down the corridor.
"Surely you aren't going to abandon me now!"

Lieutenant Hawkeye stepped into the room with the rest of them, looking
over her shoulder as she did so. "I certainly am," she replied coolly.
"Alphonse-kun has some very good points, I think. If you didn't want
this, you should have known better than to seduce Edward-kun."

"I didn't seduce him!" Roy appeared in the corridor, looking wild,
winded, and hunted. His uniform was in disarray, scuffed and grungy,
and there was white plaster dust in his hair. "Or at least, he was perfectly
willing
to be seduced. Surely you believe me!"

"If you'll pardon me saying so," Hawkeye said firmly, "you've made your
own bed, sir, now lie in it."

"But Lieutenant --" Roy protested. "It's not my fault!" he said
desperately.

Another boom rocked the corridor, this one even closer than the
last, and Roy made a peculiar yelping sound as he bolted for the other
end. Al appeared in the hallway, stalking Mustang like a large
predator. "Not your fault?" he repeated ominously, his furious
voice reverberating through the building. "How exactly is it not
your fault?
You seduced my brother, you bastard!"

Roy was down on his knees at the far end of the corridor, finishing up
a hasty array. He slammed a hand down on it, and the tiled floor leapt
up with a crackle, creating a wall between him and the younger
alchemist. "He was a freely consenting participant!" Roy yelled.

"FREELY CONSENTING?" Al didn't even stop to draw an array; he simply
smashed one armored fist through the still-forming wall, shattering the
alchemical reaction before it could solidify. From the doorway, the
soldiers could only watch in awe as Al stalked down the shattered
hallway towards the officer. "How could he possibly be freely
consenting? You're sixteen years older than him! You're his commanding
officer!
You hold the power of life and death over him, and
he knows that perfectly well! What makes you think that he
has freedom to consent or refuse?"

"It's not like that," Mustang said desperately, looking around
for an escape. "I would never force --"

Al lunged at him, and Mustang barely managed to twist aside in time.
Lacking any other escape route, he spotted the only open window in the
hallway, and made a dive for it. He was athletic, he was desperate, and
he
was small enough to fit; the blue tails of his uniform disappeared out
the window just before Al's gloved hand could close on him.

"Oh, no you don't," Al snarled. He snatched up Roy's fallen
chalk and sketched an array on the wall in seconds. The wall flashed,
shook, and a large portion of it vanished, leaving the hallway open to
the courtyard. Al took off with a bound after the fleeing Mustang.

"But -- this is the third floor," Fury said weakly.

"Come on!" Havoc lead the mad dash for the new hole in the wall, in
order to get a good view. They were in time to see Roy whirl to face
his pursuer, gloved hand raised for a snap. Fire bloomed and exploded
in front of him, but Al didn't feel the heat, nor was he rocked by the
force of the explosions. He advanced relentlessly.

"Alphonse!" Hawkeye's voice cracked out like a whip. "I don't care how
angry you are, you can't kill the Colonel."

"I'M NOT GOING TO KILL HIM." This courtyard must have excellent
acoustics; Al's voice was audible halfway across the building. "I'M
JUST GOING TO MAKE HIM WISH HE WERE DEAD."

"Be reasonable, Alphonse-kun!" Roy said, still backing away,
hands spread. "I would never -- it's not like I hurt your
brother!"

"He can't even get out of bed this morning, he's too sore,"
Al snarled. "And I saw those bite marks you gave him!"

"Edward was completely happy with what we were doing, or else he would
have left!" Roy protested.

"Left? You tied him to the bed, you pervert!" Al
roared. Hawkeye winced slightly, glancing around the courtyard to find
that most of the population of Central HQ was gathered to watch the
spectacle. It must be a slow day, she thought morbidly.

"He offered! He enjoyed it thoroughly!" Roy held up his
gloved hands again, but hesitated. From the grim way Al was advancing
on him, it was becoming apparent that nothing short of melting him down
would stop him. And then, Ed would kill him. Instead, he
dropped to the ground again, rapidly sketching out an array.

Al was faster. The younger alchemist was not, of course, as fast as his
brother -- nobody could match the speed of one who only had to clap his
hands to transmute -- but he'd spent three years drawing arrays in the
middle of life-or-death situations, where Mustang could get away with
just a snap of his fingers. The blue light crackled and spat, racing
across the ground to disrupt Roy's array before he could activate it,
knocking the chalk out of his hand. Sharp spikes of rock burst out of
the ground, catching and tearing on Roy's uniform; before Roy could
fight his way out of the reaction, the arrays on both of his gloves had
been torn into uselessness.

"Why won't you listen to me, damn it?" Roy snapped, voice
suffused with frustration and panic. "I did not take advantage of
Edward! I merely suggested the possibility to him, which he
accepted on his own, quite enthusiastically I might add --"

"My brother wouldn't have any idea what he was getting himself into."
Al was advancing slowly, now, assured that his prey was cornered. "He's
never had sex with anyone before -- if you hadn't come
on to him, put pressure on him --"

"Fullmetal was a virgin? Seriously?" Havoc muttered in disbelief.

"Was being the operative word," Breda snickered.

"You honestly think your brother couldn't stand up unwanted advances
himself?" Patent disbelief edged Roy's tone. The half of Central
population who hadn't been crossed by Roy Mustang, either in politics
or in romance, was watching Al's upraised with with anticipatory
sympathy; the half that had, with anticipatory delight.

"You!" Al lunged, and this time Roy wasn't fast enough; Al got a grip
on his collar, and lifted him onto his toes. Though he
might have been taller than Ed, Roy wasn't exactly towering, himself --
certainly not the way Al loomed over him now. "You are a
manipulative bastard, I know this! You must have tricked him into it some
how --"

"Al!" A new voice broke into the tableau, causing both Al and Roy to
freeze and cringe. "What the hell are you doing? Put the Colonel down, now."

Apparently Al's assertion that Ed was too sore to get out of bed was
not quite true; he'd managed to get up, and dressed, and out to
Central HQ. He had not, however, quite managed to hide the limp, and as
he came out into the courtyard, the thronged spectators broke out into
wild cheering and applause.

Ed looked up at the spectators, twisting around in some bewilderment.
The cheering almost made
sense, if he was putting a stop to this craziness, but what was up
with the wolf whistles?

"Niisan!" Al sounded guilty, but he didn't let go of Roy's collar.
"You're, um, up."

"Yes, because I heard you were going to kill my boyfriend!" Ed glared
fiercely at his brother. From Roy's point of view, Ed looked rather
like a descending savior angel in red.

"But Niisan," and Al's stubbornness was kicking in, still
holding the Colonel dangling off the ground. "He seduced you. He took advantage
of you. He --"

"Al," Ed said in a dire tone. "I'm fifteen, dammit. I'm fifteen
and I'm finally having sex. If you remove the source of that
sex, I will be extremely unhappy. Got it?"

"But --"

"No buts. Put him down. And later on, you and I are
going to have a talk about you telling everyone in Central
about what's
going on in my sex life."

Al glowered, but his armored shoulders slumped. "Yes, Niisan," he said
grumpily. With one last fierce, fire-eyed glare at the Colonel, he
opened his grip, letting Roy stumble to his feet on the ground, turned,
and
stomped away to sulk.

The crowd gave a collective "aww," at the end of the excitement,
although some of that might have been "boo," that Roy wasn't going to
be beaten up after all, and started to drift away. Roy himself was
standing, blinking rather dazedly at his surroundings, as Ed came up to
him.

"I'm alive," he said in a bemused tone. "There is a God."

"You owe me big time for this," Ed hissed, jabbing an automail
finger into Roy's chest. "Come on. You are buying me lunch, and then
you owe me a backrub. Meanwhile, I'll be thinking of what you can do to
really thank me properly."

"What, it isn't the other way around?" Roy attempted to regain his
customary smirk, feeling for control of the situation. "After all, it
was your failure to control your younger brother that's made a mess of
the building. When the question comes up of who's going to do the
repairs..."

Ed glared. "Do you want me to call Al back here?" he said through his
teeth. "I can tell him about your stunt with the shower rod. You can
try to explain that."

"Lunch," Roy agreed, quickly and meekly. But he smiled.



~fin~
 
 
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maboroshi_hime on August 31st, 2004 05:12 pm (UTC)
>D>D>D>D!!!!! I LURV YOU! That was the most... WONDERFUL Al-gets-Taisa-back fic i've ever read!! >D I had to leave the room three times because I was laughing so hard. Al disclosed so much of Ed's sex life in... 10 minutes. Life is good. >D
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 05:40 pm (UTC)
Al disclosed so much of Ed's sex life in... 10 minutes.

Hee. Al can be pretty dense when he gets emotionally worked up over something. Remember Clara?

And this also saved me from the necessity of actually writing the Roy-and-Ed-finally-give-in-and-molest-each-other lemon, since Al has so kindly provided us with a recap. :3
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jrufirefly on August 31st, 2004 05:24 pm (UTC)
wow!! That was lots of fun! Hurrah for fics that aren't filled with angst (even though I love those too)

I liked the 'booms' going off all over the place (definately can imagine that going on), and finally, the conversation the two had, with Roy trying to defend his actions and Al quickly using Roy's past actions to tear down the defenses. Yes, Roy is all powerful snapping flame alchemist, but you have hit the nail on the head when describing Al's ability to quickly draw a transmutation array. Yay Al!

Oh, being the younger irate brother he is, he doesn't quite realize that he's in some ways making it worse, specially by shouting out that his brother's so sore he can't move and that he sports numerous bite marks, and the fact that Ed was tied down...etc.

Oh, and then Ed comes to save Roy's sorry butt.... very nice. And I liked how Ed used his brother as 'leverage' to get what he wanted out of Roy.

So good job! I loved this fic! ^^v
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 06:56 pm (UTC)
Hurrah for fics that aren't filled with angst

XD Like Hagaren needs any MORE angst? ;)

Yeah, Roy and Al were tearing around the building quite some time, with Roy yelling out his defense and Al ranting.

Oh, being the younger irate brother he is, he doesn't quite realize that he's in some ways making it worse

Well, as commented above, Al doesn't think too clearly when he's emotionally wound up. XD Poor Ed.
Danikillcity on August 31st, 2004 05:27 pm (UTC)
I'm laughing so hard that I'm practically crying xDD

Awesome work on the fic. I'm saving the link to read it over and over~=O
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 07:18 pm (UTC)
*grins* Glad I could amuse you!
i am a jedi, like my father before metatooine on August 31st, 2004 05:29 pm (UTC)
"Al," Ed said in a dire tone. "I'm fifteen, dammit. I'm fifteen and I'm finally having sex. If you remove the source of that sex, I will be extremely unhappy. Got it?"

*giggling uncontrollably*
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 05:43 pm (UTC)
You can practically imagine the different soundtracks going though each brother's mind.

Al: I can't believe this! My brother and the Colonel! Why didn't he tell me? Did he think I would be angry? Am I angry? The Colonel is such a playboy. He's probably just stringing my brother along and will break his heart. I should go kick his ass. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I'll show him he can't get away with playing with my brother's emotions.

Ed: Sex. Sex sex sex sex sex sex sex...
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腹蛇: I'M SO OMG MOVED!!!youkofujima on August 31st, 2004 05:35 pm (UTC)
Hahahah, oh my god...irate!Al...though rare...doesn't mean that it doesn't happen and is not funny XD I love this.
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 05:45 pm (UTC)
Well, it is a humor fic. I tend not to worry so much about whether I'm being IC in those. ^_~ Rather go for the over-the-tap comedic effect.
Courtney: suicide! Wooo!pixelspaniel on August 31st, 2004 05:43 pm (UTC)
Oh my GOD, that got me CRYING! Great fic!

XDDDDD
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 07:07 pm (UTC)
Oh dear! *offers hanky* Must be something about me. Even my humor fics can make people cry. X3
ex_saraswath377 on August 31st, 2004 05:47 pm (UTC)
Absolutely wonderful. Funny and well-done stylistically, with great imagery (as silly as it is). Great job <3
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 07:14 pm (UTC)
Thank you! :3
DragonSoulhitokuse on August 31st, 2004 05:53 pm (UTC)
Oh lord, this was PERFECT! I can so see Al doing this, and Ed just barely making it in time-- Most likely on purpose so he sponge all sorts of things out of Roy.

"I can tell him about your stunt with the shower rod. You can
try to explain that."


*_* will there be a fic detailing that?
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 07:05 pm (UTC)
*_* will there be a fic detailing that?

Certainly! Written by someone other than me. ;)
~Spinny Roses~ Evil on Legs~: Very hypnotizingbleedingsand on August 31st, 2004 06:03 pm (UTC)
*laughs* Fantastic. The thought of Al chasing Roy around because he slept with Ed... Heh heh heh.
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 07:17 pm (UTC)
I <3 your icon! What is it from?
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Carolina: u didn't see ~iconformstarsparkle333 on August 31st, 2004 07:44 pm (UTC)
wahahaha!!!! *falls over*

That was brilliant
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 08:03 pm (UTC)
Thank you! ^_^
oysterverse on August 31st, 2004 08:34 pm (UTC)
Hee hee hee hee.

p.s. i live!
mikkeneko on August 31st, 2004 09:24 pm (UTC)
Ah! You aren't dead! Good.

*admires Hughes icon*

Where are you, anyway?
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Justine Ysabel Perezjoruri on September 1st, 2004 05:43 am (UTC)
w007!! Muchos fic lurv~ <33333 Perfect to keep me from falling back asleep... but I'm laughing far too much, my bro almost woke up. Bwahaha. <3

...d00d. I think I'm cramming too much FMA yaoi into myself to ready for 1st day of highschool which is in... 2 hours. 8D;; I wonder if people bring yaoi dojins to anime club?XD;;
mikkeneko on September 1st, 2004 11:50 am (UTC)
When you have the urge to read fic, you should read fic! ^o^ One can never have too much FMA yaoi.

Okay... not true. But not YET dammit!
Sayrsayrchan on September 1st, 2004 04:02 pm (UTC)
So... funny... still... laughing...
mikkeneko on September 1st, 2004 04:18 pm (UTC)
Glad I could amuse. ^_^

By the way, I'm not sure I had the chance to mention it before, but that icon is GORGEOUS.
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The Stalking.grunge_hampster on November 15th, 2004 03:01 pm (UTC)
.... SHOWER Rod? Double you tee eff!!! o_o

That was great - I was grinning the whole way through. Hell, I'm STILL grinning. :]
mikkeneko on November 16th, 2004 06:11 pm (UTC)
Thank you. :D And I leave the shower rod comment to your imagination.
MOrgan Idrilmorgan_idril on July 16th, 2005 01:53 am (UTC)
*glances at keyboard, clean, whooosh* I am so glad I was not drinking anything when reading this! I haven't finished laughing and doubt i will anytime in the future. All I can see is Al storming after a bedraggled Roy shouting about his neichan's sex life. RONFLOL!!!!

<<"Fullmetal was a virgin? Seriously?" Havoc muttered in disbelief.>> So Havoc figured they were already doing it! Whoopeee. Love Havoc, he's got a dirty mind.

And Ed manipulating Roy with the shower rod I am thinking handcuffs here. Major grin.

Major hugs and pocky. This is wonderful. Happy Dance.