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He also noticed a few women, dressed in very little clothing but plenty of makeup, hanging around some of the thugs. Ed rolled his eyes when a group looked over and chuckled, gesturing about his height with their hands.

The women didn't laugh, but instead gave Ed a sultry look as they wound themselves around their men. Ed blushed but kept walking resolutely; he didn't have time for this shit.

After another quick glance around the joint, Ed's reason for coming was painfully easy to spot. Colonel Mustang looked out of place in his military uniform, except for the fact he was slouched over the bar counter with a bright liquored flush, like many of the other drunks at their tables.

Ed headed to the back and sat down on a stool next to Mustang, who looked quizzically up at his visitor. Ed, slightly perturbed by the colonel's vacant study of his face, looked at the empty glasses strewn across the counter.

The colonel had drunk quite a bit, he decided. Mustang ignored him, instead looking through the remnants of liquor in his glass at the random assortment of bottles on the shelf in front of them.

He hadn't even bothered to sit up when Ed arrived. Maybe it's time you went to pasture, sir. To his surprise and annoyance, Ed was relieved by Mustang's words.

He had thought the colonel too drunk to even think coherently. Roy snorted and reached for the only glass that had some alcohol left in it.

With a quick movement, the glass was empty, and Roy set it down with a clack. The bartender walked over while looking Ed up and down. He let go when he sensed the entire room had gotten quite.

Everyone immediately went back to his own business, except for Roy, who chuckled loudly to himself. The colonel became silent once again, simply folding his arms and placing his chin on them.

Ed noticed the flush was still heavy on the colonel's cheeks. After a minute, Ed's drink arrived, followed by another for Mustang.

Ed examined the glass first, noticing a few chips and a red mark that Ed could only guess was lipstick. Bravely, he ignored the feeling he would probably get some disease from the dishware and brought the glass to his lips.

Ed sniffed its ochre contents and nearly gagged before he even tasted it. He spat his drink right back into his glass when it touched his tongue.

When he noticed the bartender look at him bemusedly, Ed picked up the glass and gave him a fake smile. The bartender went back to pretending to clean.

He swallowed half his drink in one gulp and, after wiping his mouth with a sleeve, settled right back down onto the counter.

Ed ignored Mustang and clapped his hands together then touched the rim of his glass, with his fingertips just grazing the surface of the bourbon.

Everyone turned to stare at him again as blue lightning flashed and crackled from the bar. It looks the same. You transmuted your drink into apple juice?

Roy looked down at Ed from his new vantage point for moment. Suddenly, Mustang swooped down at him.

Thinking that Mustang was about to fall over, Ed tried to back away, only succeeding in almost toppling off his own bar stool.

Mustang stopped just in front of Ed's surprised face, looking him in the eye intensely. Ed tried to return the gaze as evenly as possible. Ed remained too stunned to say anything for a moment.

He didn't think he liked a drunk Mustang. The colonel was usually fairly unpredictable, but this was ridiculous. Trying to match Mustang's supposed coolness, Ed managed to focus his attention back on his own drink.

Not that I'm not delighted to see you. She asked me to come and make sure you didn't become a poor example of an officer in the military.

Roy gracefully lifted an eyebrow and looked down at Ed, who pouted fiercely at the glass of apple juice in front of him.

Ed wished he would stop looking at him, which made Ed even sulkier for some reason. What kind of person got nervous being looked at.

Ed watched surreptitiously out of the corner of his eye as Mustang stood up unsteadily from his seat. He was just quick enough to grab the colonel's sleeve with his auto-mail arm before Mustang's face hit the floor.

Mustang grimaced to the floor before Ed managed to tentatively pull him back up. After successfully reseating himself, Roy closed his eyes and put his head down on crossed arms like he had before.

Ed looked uneasily at the back of the colonel's head. But he reconsidered and withdrew his hand. The two sat in silence for a while, and Ed continued to muse to himself while nursing another transmuted apple juice.

Just as he took the last sip, a hand landed on his shoulder, causing him to jump in surprise. He turned around to look his admirer in the face.

The tall bearded man did a double take and his shorter dark-haired cohort put a hand over his mouth to hide a smirk. And a kid too!

Ed eyed him under a heavy glare. Ed quickly jerked away. They might just hit you back. With a look of utter innocence, the dark-haired man put up his hands.

Then he looked past Ed and suddenly got up and walked away. Even though he hated being mistaken for the younger brother of their duo, he now realized he hated being mistaken for a girl even more.

Plus, the look in that guy's eyes made him want to gag more than the liquor he spat out. Ed reached in front of Mustang and gulped down the drink that had just been put in front of him.

His face crumpled in disgust, but he picked up the glass again and finished it, anyway. The shit had to be good for something and he hoped it made this whole mess better.

He sat up, stretching his arms over his head and placed a pile of bills on the counter. When Mustang looked back down at Ed, he was glaring at another glass of Jack Daniels.

You'll be in a coma before you know it. He was still traumatized from his encounter with the lecherous man, not to mention embarrassed. Suddenly feeling sorry for every woman the colonel probably treated that way, Ed glared at Mustang once again as they wound through the tables.

But, a little voice in the back of his mind told Ed, maybe you wouldn't have minded if it was Mustang. Ed tried to suppress that thought while deliberately ignoring his lecherous admirer, who watched him leave.

Compared to the soft haze of the tavern, the glare from the streetlights was almost blinding to Roy. He shielded his eyes and leaned against outside of the building while Ed looked at him with interest, which he failed to change to disgust when Roy squinted at him with adjusting eyes.

Plus, his face still hadn't shifted into the safety of a mask of annoyance. Ed felt open, but for some reason, a warm feeling at the bottom of his stomach kept him from caring.

He started walking in the general direction of the East headquarters. It's a good thing I didn't bring Al along; he would have been horrified.

Ed continued to follow the colonel, eventually falling into step beside him because the colonel's pace was so slow. He noticed Mustang was carefully reaching out to every lamppost they passed to steady himself.

Eventually the colonel's hand slid off the slick metal and his body followed. Ed unconsciously reached out to grab Mustang as he fell, but this time his reflexes seemed to have slowed, and he fisted the air.

Roy toppled into the street with a dull thud and a quiet string of curses. You can barely walk. At least he could have carried you.

Ed decided he liked it when Mustang wasn't on top of everything. He reached out to the lamppost that had caused the accident in the first place, and pulled himself up.

Ed grinned at Mustang's obvious precariousness while he rose, clutching desperately onto the post.

Like a koala, Ed thought with another short snicker. He kindly reached out a gloved hand to pull Mustang up. But once the taller man was unsteadily on his feet, Ed wasn't sure what to do; he couldn't very well support Mustang easily.

He doubted his shoulders went high enough. With a gulp, he wound his arm through Roy's, like a couple walking through the park. Ed was surprised how much weight Mustang was actually putting on him, but didn't really mind as the liquor he drank continued to take the edge off of his temper.

In fact, it felt kind of nice…. As they made their way down the street, Ed's good mood dissipated as Roy became a heavier burden.

To keep from voicing his thoughts, Ed stopped and turned left and right, cracking his back. Again he wondered where the question had come from and he started to talk quickly to act nonchalant.

It took me an hour to find you there. Al must be wondering where the hell I am…" Somehow Ed didn't think he was fooling Mustang.

Roy's face was blank when Ed looked at him. He wondered when the hell he started caring what Mustang did with himself. Ed thought to himself with just enough self control to keep silent.

He couldn't decide whether the question would be a spiteful or truly curious one. I visit every so often to keep the memory alive.

Roy nodded slowly, before closing his eyes and shrugging. Then, he wound his arm into Ed's, once again leaning against him. Ed happily balanced Mustang against his shoulder.

Startled at the sudden use of his personal name, Ed jerked his arm, nearly toppling the two of them. Roy shook his head.

Ed hazily thought that would probably make any sort of spinning worse. He was proven right when Mustang suddenly stopped mid-stride, putting a hand over his face.

Mustang was too busy trying to keep himself steady. Ed could see where this was going and tried to loose his arm.

Finally deciding it was no use, he grabbed Mustang's chin and looked him in the eye. Ed only moved his face closer to Roy's, holding onto his chin firmly.

It wasn't until Mustang's eyes started to clear that Ed noticed how close he had gotten. He momentarily contemplated just moving that one inch closer….

Ed was relieved when Mustang turned to cough into his hand. Perversely, he also wished the colonel hadn't. Ed found himself being pulled up, but Mustang immediately faltered on his feet so Ed had to steady him once again, this time a little sullenly.

He felt like he had been cheated out of something. He wasn't sure what, but definitely something. Roy turned around and with no trace of smugness said, "I would very much recommend you going home right now.

Is there some kind of danger? I'm pretty sure the danger is you passing out in the street and getting run over before morning you dumbass! After pausing for a second, Ed replied, "Yeah, well I'm here so I might as well do something.

Plus I don't want to let Lieutenant Hawkeye down. I actually like her. It seems to me Lieutenant Hawkeye would have to do this a lot. She probably got sick of it.

Mustang sighed once again, subvocally this time, and after briefly closing his eyes, looked at Ed intensely. This time, it felt worse. Ed looked over his shoulder and kept walking.

With effort, he burrowed the hope that Mustang would follow him. Ed couldn't even identify why he was so offended by Mustang's actions. The colonel was a drunk, a playboy and an egotist.

But, in some recess of his brain, Ed had thought Mustang was a better person than who he pretended to be. And that's why you're so attracted to him , an annoying little voice said.

He's a diamond in the rough. Ed rolled his eyes and made a mental note to punch Al for putting these strange thoughts in his head.

As Ed made his way further down the dimly lit street, he realized no one was following him now. While with the colonel, he had successfully ignored his dark-haired stalker from the bar while keeping Mustang ignorant of the situation.

Now, Ed wondered if he should have taken care of the follower and taught him a good lesson he would remember. Perhaps the stalker's interest had shifted onto Mustang.

Ed grinned to himself at the irony of it and successfully ignored the tinge of worry in the pit of his stomach.

After a short moment to think, Ed headed back in the direction he had come from. He didn't care about running into Mustang at this point. He just…wanted to kick some ass.

Plus, maybe Mustang would be obligingly annoying as well and Ed could vent some frustration on him after he pummeled the other guy into a pulp.

When he got to the corner where he and Mustang had separated, it was unsurprisingly empty and Ed had no idea where to go next.

There were a number of side streets branching out from the intersection and Ed had never really gotten to know the city very well on his numerous short visits.

A sudden crack of alchemic thunder emanating from one of the dark alleys gave Ed his needed directional cue.

Parting with Ed had seemed like a good idea at the time, Mustang mused to himself. He had thought that the best course of action, other than telling the truth, which certainly couldn't be truth since he was too drunk to think rationally, was to tell a lie.

It was strange enough that Riza had sent Ed after him in the first place. He was too young for that place…to young for many things….

Mustang took a random turn, thinking that perhaps an encounter with one of the many street walkers in this area might actually alleviate some of his deeper issues.

An attraction to a subordinate, an underage, male subordinate, certainly couldn't be fostered, especially in a drunken state. That just made things so much messier.

Roy didn't even want to think that the attraction might also be tinged with a little bit of affection. Mustang turned down several more streets before becoming a little disenchanted with his plan.

Nobody else walked the dimly lit, side streets. Then, as if in answer to Mustang's thoughts, someone tapped him on the shoulder and asked if he was interested.

The colonel wasn't worried, even though he vaguely remembered the man from the bar who had been making eyes at Ed as he strode closer with an intense look.

After feeling so defensive over the young alchemist's reputation, Mustang didn't care at this point who he ended up with.

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