Air Feeds Fire
After Ed has to kill he has to deal with having killed.
Edward Elric was not crying.
Tag: Roy Mustang
Circumstances
Roy and Ed find out about the new contract.
As the Colonel’s head bent toward him, Ed shoved him off to arm’s length. “You can’t do that! This is a shounen series!” he hissed.
This Time
And after the first time, what happens next?
This time Roy had to track Edward down to his own rooms. He knocked politely on Edward’s door and heard a growl that might have been an invitation to enter, supposing the occupant were a bear disturbed during hibernation.
Gyre
Ed gets answers and questions about Roy’s motives.
Edward Elric spent a good deal of his time in libraries, and when his research was going well he rather liked them. Libraries were quiet places where the information you were looking for held still and waited for you to come get it.
Of course, when research was not going well, that became a source of frustration.
Rough
Something about those gloves…
Ed rested his head on Roy’s shoulder, trying to gather his senses. But they were all concentrated elsewhere. That rough texture made the lightest touch terribly present, and roused every nerve like a spark that kept flaring.
Under Cover
For the Put Ed In A Dress challenge. Secret missions, entertaining disguises, pissed off Alchemists. .
- Associated Fanart: Ed and Roy dancing by Moumusu.
Ed paused, pulling the bodice up, and poked at it suspiciously. “This,” he remarked very flatly, “is padded.”
The Upper Hand
Roy muses about his personnel management techniques.
It entertained Roy to no end that he could stop one of Edward’s tempers simply by thanking him.
Enough
Ed in a temper, Roy feeling generous.
Ed had his suspicions about any offer Roy Mustang made that sounded like what he wanted. There had to be a catch.
Relaxed
In the National Library.
Ed was shocked. Roy never got like this in public. And now here they were in the National Library.
Gift
Ed finds things out about Roy’s plans, Roy gets a surprise.
Edward’s voice was low and clear. “We’re off script. You know that. Forget the excuses.” He unfolded himself to kneel upright, took Roy’s face between his hands, kissed him.
Gone the Sun
Roy’s memories of his friend.
“I pay attention to everything, Roy. That’s my gift. Yours is to barbecue things that annoy you. Apparently this makes you command-track material.”
Two to be Steady – Part One
How Roy and Hughes might have met and become friends. The starting thought was How did Roy get to be like that? Hughes seemed a reasonable answer.
Roy had no idea just what had caused First Lieutenant Maas Hughes to decide that he, Roy, needed a friend.
Two to be Steady – Part Two
How Roy and Hughes might have met and become friends. The starting thought was How did Roy get to be like that? Hughes seemed a reasonable answer.
Figuring out Roy Mustang was providing more fun than any two field assignments put together.
Two to be Steady – Part Three
How Roy and Hughes might have met and become friends. The starting thought was How did Roy get to be like that? Hughes seemed a reasonable answer.
After the sixth time Maas was accosted in the hall with a more or less subtle inquiry of whether he could please do something about his friend, he decided it might actually be serious and not just Roy practicing his intimidation techniques.
Two to be Steady – Part Four
How Roy and Hughes might have met and become friends. The starting thought was How did Roy get to be like that? Hughes seemed a reasonable answer.
“The ones who are crazy are the ones who throw thousands of lives away like a handful of sand in the desert. The ones who exalt destruction and the means of it. The ones who can think that the destruction of a city full of people only trying to keep their lives and homes can be justified in the name of defense. To stop them? That’s sanity.”
Two to be Steady – Part Five
How Roy and Hughes might have met and become friends. The starting thought was How did Roy get to be like that? Hughes seemed a reasonable answer.
Yet another crisis averted, Maas congratulated himself. Really, Roy was way too high strung to be allowed to run around without a keeper.
Two to be Steady – Part Six
How Roy and Hughes might have met and become friends. The starting thought was How did Roy get to be like that? Hughes seemed a reasonable answer.
At last Roy dragged him off, allegedly to have company with his coffee but more probably to prevent Hawkeye from expressing her frustration with Maas’ restlessness too directly.
Sticky
- Popsicle. Non-explicit Roy/Ed.
Maybe it was heat-stroke, or maybe simply a measure of true desperation, but the next thought to occur to him was Roy. Roy will at least have a fan going.
Wet
- Shower Kiss and
- Roy “washing” Ed. Explicit Roy/Ed.
“No one would think you were over thirty,” he remarked dryly as Roy drew back.
Ever – Chapter One
After a year staying with Winry and Pinako Rockbell, Ed and Al return to Central with Winry to settle for a while. Roy pays them a visit…
Roy Mustang stood in the street and looked up at a large, though unpretentious, brick house. He had hoped he might not have to come here. But after a year of listening to rumors and whispers, of fielding more and less subtle inquiries, he had finally decided there was no choice after all.
Edward and Alphonse Elric had returned to Central City.
Ever – Chapter Two
Ed makes the decision to continue protecting his brother.
Ed leaned in the doorway, smiling, relaxing. Even after a year to get used to it the sight of Al in his proper body was enough to wipe away his darkest thoughts.
Ever – Chapter Three
Everyone starts to see the shape of the future.
A slow and slightly crooked smile took over Maas’ mouth. He leaned against Roy’s shoulder for a second. “You’re too soft hearted for this business, Roy.”
Ever – Chapter Four
Ed gets a closer look at Roy’s job.
Ed spent the day observing, as directed. Among other things, he observed that most civilian State Alchemists deserved their bad reputation. He had never met so many money-grubbing, recognition-obsessed, amoral flakes in such a short span of time before.
Ever – Chapter Five
Ed starts to learn to play the game.
Roy had seen such flickers of poise and self-awareness a couple times in the recent past. He was coming to the conclusion that Fullmetal’s legendary temper was less ungovernable than it was something Fullmetal had just never bothered to govern.
Ever – Chapter Six
Ed learns the price that playing can cost.
Ed was silent for a moment. “What do alchemists do?” he asked at last.
Winry blinked at this apparent non sequitur, but Al understood. “Alchemists work for the good of all,” he recited, eyes shadowed.
Ever – Chapter Seven
Ed’s lessons turn to manipulation.
This was the easy part. Edward knew a challenge when he saw one, no matter the context. Roy watched the first reflex straightening of his spine, saw his eyes widen as he took in the actual wording of Roy’s challenge, saw them narrow and watched Edward’s mouth curve up in a scimitar smile.
Ever – Chapter Nine
Roy starts to notice Ed growing up.
While he worked, Edward’s fire and flamboyance were channeled, honed to an edge that would shame a razor. When they had occasion to debate interpretations, which happened frequently, Edward did so with a ferocity and speed and focused force that delighted Roy, sometimes even provoked him to open laughter.
Ever – Chapter Ten
Ed has his first real-life exercise.
Three or four years ago he would rather have died, or at least would rather have eaten Winry’s cooking, than admit that Roy’s approval mattered in any way to him.
Ever – Chapter Eleven
Ed and Roy continue on their way to a partnership.
Ed’s brother still regarded Roy as a threat that Edward should be guarded against, Roy noted. He smiled at Alphonse with approval. That was just the way it should be.
Ever – Chapter Thirteen
Roy tries to deal with his changing relationship with Ed.
His awareness of Edward’s physical presence was really getting just a bit disconcerting.
Ever – Chapter Fourteen
Roy and Ed finally admit how close they’ve gotten.
Roy’s hands came up to settle lightly on his back. “Edward, do you know what you’re offering?”
That induced Ed to look up with a glare. “Oh, tea and cookies, of course, what else could I possibly mean?” he snapped.
Morning – One
How Roy and Ed deal with the way Ever ended.
Ed woke up wondering why his pillow was such a strange shape.
Morning – Two
How Roy and Ed deal with the way Ever ended.
On the one hand, the door was merely closed, not locked, and Ed had no intention of sharing this part of his life with anyone else, thank you.
On the other hand… well at the moment the other hand was Roy’s, and it was tracing patterns up his back in a very tempting manner.
Morning – Three
How Roy and Ed deal with the way Ever ended.
Ed supposed there was some reason for the concern. Ed spent at least half his time at Roy’s house instead of his own. His conversation had become peppered with Roy’s comments even in the man’s absence. And now Al was wondering whether his big brother was about to get his heart broken for him. Al thought that way.
Rare
A pleasant end to a trying day.
“Next time Hawkeye asks me to go with you for a routine inspection because she’s busy and you know what he’s like, Edward-kun, remind me of this,” he grumbled.
At A Cost
Roy’s choices, soon after the end.
Hughes gave him a brisk shake. “Stop that. I’ll always support you, and you know it. And your people will follow you to Hell as many times as you choose to go there. But is there anyone else who can do what he did? Ed the Amazing, Traveling Trouble Magnet, Problems Solved at No Extra Charge?”
Snapshots
A handful of moments: Roy and Hughes at Ishvar.
Roy did not normally rise to that kind of bait in public. He had a certain dignity to maintain, and being an Alchemist who had become an officer by default rather than through training didn’t make things any easier. But today he was tired and short on temper, and decided that the shortest distance between two points was to vault the table and tackle Hughes.
Rosin
Roy considers some of the difficulties of his relationship with Ed.
He knew that it was not a good idea to relax, and still couldn’t seem to stop himself.
The Door
Ed’s choices, two years later.
“Nii-san, you’re not our father,” Al murmured.
“But what if I am?” Ed slumped. “I mean, what if this was how it started with him, too? A few trips to the city to pick up something for Mom, and then some trips further away to find some interesting books or talk to scholars, and then he got into something bigger than he could understand, and the next thing you know he’s creating monsters and destroying cities and not giving a damn about his family.”
The Rain
Ed and Roy go for a walk in the rain… at least that was Ed’s intention.
- Associated Fanart: Roy in the Rain by Jedera
“I actually like rain, you know,” Roy answered, tone reminiscent. “I used to go out in it all the time when I was little. Especially storms like this. Even when I started specializing, I still liked walking in it. It wasn’t until later that it became,” he paused a moment before finishing, “inadvisable.”
Glow
Ed gets home after a rather rough trip.
Ed’s fingers were too cold and stiff to fumble around with his keys, so he knocked instead. When Roy opened the door, Ed glared at him.
“I hate being cold, I hate giving reports to stupid Generals, and I hate sleeping on train seats,” he declared, stepping in out of the biting chill.
Sustained
When it comes down to action everyone has to find a way to handle the stress.
- Associated fanart: Roy with Violin by Hikariblue
“If you die doing this, the way you think you’re going to,” Ed growled, lifting Roy’s chin until they were eye to eye, “I swear I’ll bind your soul to your damn desk, and you’ll spend the rest of eternity buried in paperwork.”
Fiat Roomate
Ed has to deal with a housemate.
“All right. I can deal with her fixation on healthy food, Sensei was the same way. It’s probably a female thing.” Ed paused to glance suspiciously at Mustang. He could have sworn the man who terrorized hard-bitten generals every day and twice on Sundays had just squeaked.
In Silence
Hughes is called on to intervene in a fight between Roy and Ed.
“This,” Maas wiggled the carafe in his left hand, “is Gracia’s special blend, which she presciently gave me a stash of in case I ever really needed to get Roy’s attention at work. My wife is brilliant. Now,” he repeated, “what got them going?”
The Road
Ed thinks over what he knows about Roy.
“Bradley’s office was buried in the middle of this building,” Mustang pointed out. “Mine faces out over the city. And by standing at these windows, and being seen here, I say that I trust the loyalty of the people around me. Soldiers and civilians both.”
Excuse
This was a gift-fic for moumusu, and a bribe to get her to draw a large, clean… er, uncluttered version of this picture. Note that the picture is decidedly NC-17 (Ed/Roy, light bondage). All those “mustang” and “ride ’em cowboy” jokes finally came to this: Ed ties Roy up to have sex in Roy’s office. Porn, porn, nothing but porn.
Roy didn’t tense until he felt Edward fingering the cuff of his glove.
Detour
Roy and Gracia discuss some difficult plans.
Gracia Hughes had been blessed with an innocent face. It had served her well, as the wife of an investigator. She had also been blessed with a sharp mind, which had served her even better, as the wife of Maas Hughes, in particular.
Once More…Dear Friends – Prologue
Roy wakes up in the hospital.
Roy woke far more slowly than usual, which would have been his first clue that something was wrong, had he needed a clue.
Once More…Dear Friends – One
Roy recovers and Lisa keeps watch.
Hawkeye crossed one slippered foot over her knee and rubbed her toes. “I should have kept you at my apartment longer,” she said with some asperity. “At least I could walk across my guest room without tripping over anything.”
Counterpoint – Unresigned
Lisa gives her old job the boot, much to the puzzlement of those around her.
When General Hakuro popped out of an office right in their path Lisa knew he’d been waiting for them, and tensed. There were a lot of unpleasant ways this meeting could go, and she could tell by the number of teeth in Hakuro’s smile that he had at least one of them in mind.