Title: The Party's Here on the West Side
Author's Name: KarkashanWritten For: picca Pairing or Character: Edward and MustangRating: T+ for language.Spoilers/Warnings: Not too much into the manga. chapter 58 I think. / Bromance (not yaoi, sorry)
The Party's Here on the West Side
Edward glared at the uniformed man sitting next to him in the backseat of the automobile. “And why, pray tell, did we decide it was a good idea to bring me back here?!”
Roy Mustang raised an eyebrow, “'Pray tell'? You look that up in a dictionary or something, Edward? Or are you just being overly sarcastic?”
“Guess, you prick,” Edward snapped back.
Roy smirked and shrugged, turning his attention to the passing scenery rushing past his window. The further along they went, the more evident it was that they were entering a section of East City that had recently played host to some serious destructive forces.
Hawkeye slowed the car to a smooth stop, before turning her head slightly in order for her to look the Colonel in the eye. “We're here, sir.”
Roy looked at the Fullmetal Alchemist, “You ready, Fullmetal?”
“Let's just get this over with,” said Edward in a slightly sullen voice.
Roy laughed as he stepped out of the car. “You're just upset because you have to repair the damage that you did while apprehending that one particular criminal, Edward.”
Edward blushed slightly as they surveyed the massive amounts of damage, “Shut up, Colonel bastard.”
Edward let a tired sigh escape his lips as he leaned against the newly formed fourth wall of an apartment building that he had recreated using alchemy. He was done. After six and a half hours of back breaking (sort of) labor to rebuild an entire sector of the city, and then having to redo half of it because he apparently had, as the Colonel put it, “No sense of practicality or taste”.
“Brother! There you are!”
Edward turned his head towards towards the clanking spectacle of the living suit of armor that was his little brother Alphonse. He chuckled slightly at the overly excited way Al was running towards him. “Where's the fire, Al? You seem to be in a hurry.”
“Brother! I found this!”
It was at this point that Alphonse held up a rather innocent looking bolt. However, as Edward scrutinized its surface, he noticed a couple of rather familiar things about it. Namely, that it had been transmuted about three days ago. Three days ago was the exact date he had fought the criminal in this area. It had been a tough fight, and Ed had been forced to transmute his leg into an interesting shape in order to dodge a blow that might have killed him had it connected.
Edward inhaled sharply and took a step forward, “Wait...Is that?!”
However, upon taking the weight off of his automail leg, Edward felt, rather than heard, a large piece of metal fall and make a clanking noise on the ground.
It was at this point that Roy Mustang had rounded the corner in order to ascertain the reason why Alphonse Elric had been frantically running towards his elder brother. He looked down at the ground, where the lower half of Edward Elric's automail leg had fallen to the ground, and then back up towards the faces of the two teenage boys. He smirked and said, “My dear Fullmetal, it seems I can't take my eyes off of you longer than a few hours before you manage to mangle yourself up beyond immediate repair.”
Alphonse, in the meantime, was freaking out, “Ah! What are we going to do?!”
Mustang's expression grew calm and serious as he gently said to the younger Elric, “Alphonse, it's nothing to be worried about. Would you please inform Hawkeye to bring the car around so we may transport Edward to a more secure facility?”
Alphonse nodded eagerly and was off in a flash. Roy chuckled and turned his attention back to Edward. “Shall I lend you a hand getting to the car, Fullmetal?”
Edward scoffed and started to try and shuffle his way out into the street, “I don't need your help, Colonel bastard.”
And, of course, he was immediately proven wrong when he fell without even taking three steps. Roy chuckled once again and bent down so he could talk to Edward face to face. “Edward,” he said, “you aren't superhuman. You can't do everything by yourself.”
Edward immediately scoffed once again, an annoyed tick making itself known on his forehead. “Che. Stupid Colonel, I knew that already.”
Roy cocked an eyebrow, “Then why won't you accept my most gracious help?”
Ed rolled his eyes, “I'm not so sure about it being the 'most gracious', Mustang, and I guess...I'm just not very trusting of the military right at the present moment.”
Roy nodded in understanding. It had come as a shock to him as well when he learned that all of Central High Command was involved with the Homunculi. “Hey, Fullmetal, do you know why I decided to stay in the military, despite the fact that it's corrupt to the core?”
“Because you're power hungry?”
Roy shook his head, “That's just an excuse. The reason I stayed on is that there are people in the military that I don't want to see die because of my inability to protect them effectively. In other words, they are the closest thing I have to a family. And I don't like to see my family get hurt.”
Ed eyes grew somber as he saw Mustang look past him, look at the man named Hughes who had been his best friend, until he had died due to his involvement and accidental discovery. “What's that have to do with me? Do you consider me to be in this 'family' of yours?”
Roy chuckled slightly and lifted Edward onto his one remaining leg, the blond's arm slung across the Colonel's shoulders for support. “That's right, Edward,” he said, “you're a part of the 'family'. You're the annoying shrimp of a little brother that often times does things without thinking. Which is why you have no one to blame but yourself when Winry sees the shape of her automail.”
Edward immediately paled. After a few minutes, however, he asked a question that bugged him ever since the talk of 'family' had begun.
“So Mustang,” he said, “If Al and I are a part of your 'family', your so called younger brothers, what does that make Hawkeye? Your wife?”
Edward thought the tumbleweed he saw floating across the street was a nice touch, if a little tacky.
AN: I hope I managed to capture Angry!Ed and some Bromance between Roy and Ed good enough without being too obvious about it.