Disclaimer: We (Kiiroi yumetobu and Krystal TM) do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, but we wish.

Author(s)'s Note: Okay, so this is another double story I did with a different friend of mine, Kiiroi yumetobu. She does War of the Alchemists and did Raining. Warning to you all, this is yaoi, which is EXTREMELY contagious, and practically incurable. If you have any complaints, go ahead, have at it. Not like we guarantee any sort of change…

Chapter One

Can I help you?

He was expecting another argument.

It was always the same old story; he would make a rude comment about his size or height, then he would get mad and throw a fit at him and leave the office in a bad mood.

That Flame Alchemist sure knew how to spark up his anger.

The blond alchemist's chest was loaded with dread as he made his way down the corridor towards Colonel Roy Mustang's office. It was a gloomy day, and even the enthusiastic ones were refraining from self-entertainment and actually doing some work.

Snarling before he even gets to seeing the smirk on the bastard's face, he barged into the office without even bothering to knock, and slammed the door shut before helping himself to the seat in front of Mustang's desk.

His rude entrance gained a look of disapproval from the man that melted into a flirtatious smile within seconds as he exchanged a few more words with some other female on the other end of the line.

"Of course. Six o'clock at your door, I'll come pick you up," he said sweetly, then hanging up.

"Have your manners disappeared along with your ability of growth, Fullmetal?" Roy said, half in amusement, but nevertheless with a frown on his face. The comment rolled off his tongue easily as if he had spent a good few years studying the whole range of insults that could be used on the blond alchemist.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself avoiding the paperwork," Ed replied in dislike, not bothering to react towards his comment as one, he was too tired to get angry, and two, he couldn't think of any insults at the moment to get Mustang back.

"Because," he said cheerfully with a smirk on his face, "I've got another date tonight."

"Don't you ever get bored of dating, Mustang?" Ed snapped, crossing his arms in front of his chest and sliding down his chair to make himself more comfortable.

Oh alright, Roy thought, reading his actions, so he's intending on staying in here.

"Why would I?" he replied, twirling his pen with his fingers skillfully as he said so, "each women is different. They are like individual books wrapped inside a protective baggage that dares you to open and explore the different contents inside."

"Well, someone's getting poetic," the blond mumbled. He chuckled.

"Why don't you get yourself a girlfriend, Fullmetal?"

"Oh yeah. Like there's a bunch of 15 year old girls around here for me to choose from," he said sarcastically.

"What about that blond girl? She's not bad looking."

"Winry?! No way! Do you know how violent that girl is?"

As perverted as Roy was, he immediately associated 'violent' with 'in bed', and took a few seconds to realize that the young alchemist couldn't possibly have already 'done it'.

"She doesn't look it, seems like a nice, pretty girl," he commented.

"Are you saying that my mechanic is hot?!" Ed said in disbelief.

"Do I look like the type to be interested in young children?" Roy reminded him, laughing. (A/N: yes, you do…)

Ed shrugged, and produced a wad of rather screwed up paper from the inside pocket of his red coat.

"Report," he mumbled, throwing them casually onto his desk.

"You really took good care of it too," Roy added, unfolding the paper and smoothing out the creases.

Ed sat and twiddled his thumb while the Flame alchemist skim read the report.

"Utter rubbish," he said mercilessly, throwing them back down onto the table for the worthlessness that it was, "really, Fullmetal, how many times do I have to teach you how to write reports properly?"

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"I suppose however long it needs to take," Ed answered stubbornly crossing his arms as he sat slouched in the chair.

Roy frowned in disapprovement, as he quickly scanned over the paper to see if there was anything on there that he could tease him on. Lack of grammar, poor spelling, would be something fun to taunt him on. He felt let down when the legible words got smeared by the coffee mug ring on the desk.

"You could've done better, Fullmetal."

"The train ride was bumpy and I didn't have a table to lean on!" Ed argued.

"So you procrastinated to write your report? Well then I'm really glad I didn't have the opportunity to read it. Your report would've been rushed rubbish anyways." Roy said, leaning back in his chair again as it was turned sideways.

Ed made a sour face and stuck out his tongue to his superior. "No better than you, colonel. You procrastinate all of the time with your work." He looked away and then looked back up to the taisa after a long silence. He never noticed how...bold the man looked. Not necessarily daring, but surely that state of looking strong. And rather handsome as he added. The neat strands of black hair covering his dark blue eyes and how he folded his hands when he sat intrigued him. Wait...what the hell am I thinking???

"You can go, Fullmetal, if you want, but I want you to stay here in the headquarters, okay? I might need you to run an errand or something later. Something to keep you useful."

Ed gritted his teeth, bowed, and left the bastard taisa's room with a slam of his big wooden door. "Son of a- ...bastard colonel... wait until I can get my hands on him I'll..."

It turned out that Roy never needed Fullmetal again that day, but kept him on his toes without even knowing it. Ed couldn't get the colonel out of his head. All he could think about was...was him! The more he thought about him, the more he thought less "bastard" and started to think more that he liked him. Something was going on with him that was a little weird. He could easily say that it was really throwing him off. Ed's mind wandered as he wondered what cologne the taisa used if he used any at all. Surely he must because- dammit! Stop! Stop! Stop!

"Edward?" a female voice said to him from nearby. Ed looked up from the ground with a face that showed she caught his attention. It was Hawkeye. "The colonel's already left for home if you want to leave, too. We don't have any work for you to do around here. You look like you could use the rest anyway."

"Yeah, thanks, lieutenant." Ed said, feeling a soon to be yawn coming on as he stood up. A master plan was starting to build up in his head. Maybe if he walked really slow and waited for the colonel to get in his apartment, then he could... No, wait. He couldn't just go over there he had to... to. "Yes!" he exclaimed infront of First Lieutenant Hawkeye, making her jump a little, half reaching for her gun. Ed blushed and smiled. Perfect.

Mustang was really surprised. And I mean really surprised, to find Edward Elric waiting for him at the front gate of the military headquarters.

"What are you doing here, Fullmetal?" he drawled, "it's late. Little children like you should be in bed by this time of day."

"I'm waiting for my brother," Ed said easily, because he had spent quite a while scheming all this, "he's gone to chase some kittens again and he doesn't want to go home alone, so I said I'd wait for him here."

"Is that so," Roy said, raising an eyebrow, "why can't your brother find his house by himself by now, hmm?"

"Well, he said, bastard," Ed replied, not pleased by his dissing of his younger brother, "if he doesn't come back by nine, then he told me to go home by myself."

And it was nearly nine.

"Well. It's dangerous out here at night, chibi," the colonel smirked, "do you want me to escort you home in case you get mistaken for a little lost child in the empty streets and get taken away by the police?"

Oh, that was a great idea. What a genius.

"How old do you think I am? Five?!" the blond sneered, pretending to be mad. Well, he was, slightly. And he hadn't actually thought about what he would do if he manages to... carry out his little plans.

"No, but one would think so with a height like yours," Roy grinned. Oh, this was so fun. He loved taunting the little alchemist.

Ed went spastic at him, throwing a mixture of swearing and screaming at his face, and whether it was acting or not, no one could tell.

"I will go home by myself and the police won't think I'm some lost little kid," he raged, digging into his pant pockets for his keys. He didn't know why he bothered in the first place with this 'Mustang obsession'. It was just crazy! Forget it!

The blond froze when he realized that his pocket was pretty empty. Where the heck are the keys?!

"Where are my keys?!" Ed mouthed as he felt around his pockets. The colonel watched in half confusion. "Lose something?" he asked.

"Yeah. I lost my damn keys. Do you know what I've done with them?" Ed asked, frustrated now as he dug in his pockets and patted all over.

"Why would I know where you put your keys, Fullmetal. I'm not the keeper of your things. You should be a big boy now and take care of your own things." Roy mocked, stuffing his hands in his pockets. A breeze came by that carried a strong scent of iron in the air. "Smells like rain, Fullmetal. You best find your keys soon so you don't have to walk home in the rain. Good luck." He said lamely, waving a little as he left the frustrated Ed by the gate.

"Fuck you, Colonel Sarcasm. Go get a life!" he shouted as he ran back into the building to search for his keys. He came out about 30 minutes later to be left with no keys still. His only other option was to just go home and get Al open up the door for him. Problem number 2. Al left a note on the door saying that he wouldn't be back for at least another hour or two, so he'd still be out in the rain waiting for him. Ed slumped against the outer of his apartment door as rain started to fall in a slant right on him. There was no escaping it either. What could he do? He couldn't go back to the military and risk getting someone to call the taisa about his lack of housing. Heaven forbid if he heard any of that information. He'd never hear the end of it. "Lost out in the rain like a little lost kitten, huh? I guess I'll just have to bring you in-" That's when Ed caught his idea. Not even that bastard colonel could turn away a defenseless wet kitten in his doorway. He had to turn himself into a kitten for at least for a couple of hours. Just enough for the man to let him in and fall asleep. Yes, that was the plan. He probably hated the rain about as much as a cat did anyway.

Mustang hummed a tune to himself out of boredom as he so-called tidied up his house, while listening to the thundering of rain outside which was quite refreshing for some strange reason.

He was wondering whether Fullmetal had managed to get home yet. Thinking of that twerp make a smirk appear on his face. It was just the best to see that frustration on his cute little face.

No, wait. Cute?! Fullmetal was no way in hell cute! He was the most annoying, short, little, pin-prick pain up the ass in the whole world. Roy kept on thinking of more insults in his brain till he ran out of ideas and realized that it made him look like he was making excuses.

Peh. Cute. As if.

Stopping for a bit, he suddenly heard scratching on his front door, and a few agitated meows. Intrigued by this strange sound, he cautiously approached his front door and opened it by a few inches.

It was a very interesting sight. A tiny little kitten, a little bigger than his hand, was sitting on his steps, soaked to the bone. It had golden brown eyes that reminded him of someone, and its coat was ginger and white.

"Well, well. What do we have here?" Roy said to himself, squatting down to examine the animal. It meowed at him and bowed its head almost coyly, and the man reached out a hand to pat it. The kitten's back arched immediately in alarm, head jerking up to stare intensely into the man's eyes. Roy pulled back, a little surprised, but the kitten relaxed again when he saw that he meant no harm, and started circling him, purring softly.

The Flame alchemist had a small smile on his lips as he picked it up gently and carried the little wet lump into his bathroom. Deep down, he was a sucker for cute animals. And a wet little kitten was no exception. He grabbed a towel and started drying the animal, while talking to it softly.

"You're so tiny! Where're your friends all gone, hmm? Why were you standing there all alone?"

Ed almost snarled at him for calling him tiny, then decided against it and sniggered in his mind instead for his cute talking. It was something new, certainly, to hear the Flame alchemist talking in such a soft tone. And strangely relaxing for a change.

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As Ed was getting dried off, he remembered how the taisa was talking about how he had a date he had to go to tonight. By the way he looks he wasn't planning on rushing out to some girl anytime soon. He probably made it up, that liar. His train of thought was switched when Mustang started to dry off his ass and tail.

"There you go, little guy. Now you're not so wet any more, huh?" He said, baby talking the kitten Ed as he picked him up and cuddled him on his chest. "I bet you're hungry. Want to eat dinner?" Ed mewed in response, realizing he hadn't eaten all day. Roy smiled widely in humor that he "responded". "Alright, alright. I'll get you some food. Just wait here." He put him on the dinning room table and walked off into the kitchen.

The whole time Ed had been smelling steak and mashed potatoes with some other sort of vegetable, and that just wasn't helping him feel any less hungry. Mustang came back with just what Ed smelled and a little saucer of milk. Oddly, he really just wanted the milk. It looked so delicious and the steak was just so big that it was literally his size. It hurt him to think about him being as small as the steak that the colonel was about to have for dinner. Trying to forget about it he pattered over to the bowl and lapped away happily as the taisa started on his steak.

The kitten was just so damn cute as he drank his milk. It reminded Roy of how Ed hated milk. "Dammit, what is up with the twerp being in my head lately? Damn. I'll have to make fun of him double tomorrow," Roy thought, leaning on one elbow as he took another bite of the steak. He really was putting Ed into too much of a thought. It was really ridiculous.

While Roy was halfway through his steak, Ed was full and moved over close to the colonel and looked in his lap as if he wanted down. There was a draft in his apartment or something that was touching his damp fur and making him cold. Sitting in a warm lap would be pretty...warm.

"Meww." Ed cried as he pretended like he was trying to figure out how to get onto Mustang's lap. Roy laughed, picked him up, kissed the side of his head, and set him down in his lap. "You've got to be somebody's. No stray kitten is a lap kitty." Roy said warmly as he watched Ed wrap his little tail around his feet and tuck his front paws under his chest. His big hand gently caressed the little kitten, making it purr loudly. Funny, he was very much a dog person, but this kitten was really turning him in to a cat lover. It was so sweet and cute and didn't act like it was a stray. If only he was and then he would keep him.

Ed had actually fallen asleep in the colonel's lap until he felt himself be picked up and start to be carried. He was carried around for a little while with his eyes shut, hearing water and other random objects moving. He had opened his eyes and looked around as he was being brought into Mustang's bedroom and onto his bed. Roy walked away and started messing with his dresser, pulling out pajamas and making something out of his sight. Roy came back up and started to pull off his clothes to get changed. Ed continued to watch in amazement as he noticed just how strong Roy was under his uniform. The light was dim from the room only lit by a small nightstand lamp, showing all of the individual abs, shoulder, and arm muscles flexing and relaxing as he used them. Ed found himself purring again, and Roy picked him up and put him in a drawer that looked like it contained only towels. "You can sleep there, little guy. Just try not to use it as a litter box, okay? I'll get you one tomorrow on lunch break. "Roy said, climbing into his bed and turning out the light only in pajama bottoms. Ed stopped purring as he felt himself be suddenly alone.

Getting out of the very bottom drawer of the dresser he walked over to the bed with ease because of his night vision and sat on the side closest to Roy. "Meew. Mewww." A squeak and shuffle from the bed was heard until Roy's face appeared. "May I help you?" Ed stood up on his hind legs and put his front paws on the side of the bed. "Mewww," he cried quietly as he looked up to the dark haired man in his bed. "Oh, alright. Come here." With that he was lifted up off the ground and set on Roy's bare chest. "You are just so cuddly, huh? If you're not somebody's kitty, which I think you are, I'm just going to keep you for myself, okay? I could use somebody to just come home to and doesn't complain or doesn't even need to understand what I'm talking about." Roy smiled lightly as he talked and petted the kitten. It was then Ed realized how lonely Roy was. All he wants is somebody to care for that'll appreciate him and not be a negative thing that just takes up space. "Roy must be really lonely if he's talking to the random kitten that came up on his door step," Ed thought, closing his eyes as the dark haired man stroked him.

"I think its destiny." Roy said randomly as Ed was nearly asleep, waking him up. He looked at the colonel and into his eyes. "Yeah. Destiny. You just came up to my doorstep out of all of them and wanted me to take you in. I'm not going to go look for your owner; I'm just going to look out for any fliers that might show up. If they want you bad enough, they'll look for you." The look in his eyes seemed happy even though his face showed just how tired he really was.

That was the last thing both of them remember before something odd started to happen. In the middle of the night Ed felt funny all of the sudden and Roy felt a heavy thing appear on his chest, waking him up quickly. Opening his eyes he saw Fullmetal on his chest, just waking up as well, and just as startled. Sitting up, Roy yelled and pushed Ed off of him. "What the fuck!? Wha-wha" was all he could get out. Ed realized he was a human again and pretty naked to add to that. The taisa was freaking out and backed himself against the wall yelling at him, so he did what he thought would get him to shut up. Ed's lips locked harshly onto the older man's as he pressed himself in close on him. Roy struggled, not accepting the kiss, until he got Ed away again and on the floor. Stunned and embarrassed, Ed scrambled, grabbing Roy's white collared shirt and putting it on over his head before running out the bedroom door and outside. The shirt was so big on him; it just covered him as he ran all the way home.

Roy sat on his bed, panting as he thought about what had just happened. He didn't even know what to say.

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