Title: Winter's Deep (The Seed of the Fire- Chapter 2)
Pairing: Roy Mustang x Maes Hughes
Rating: PG-13, some little playful stuff.
Disclaimer: AU, Set before the anime started, while Maes and Roy were roommates at the military academy.
Summary: Maes saw the fire in the young man's eyes, but he never knew where it would lead him...
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The winter break was almost over, though the winter was still growing deeper. That didn't seem to bother either of the two young men that were stuck in the dorms that night. It was just a excuse to huddle close for warmth.
Things had been a little awkward the day after they had admitted to each other that they had some sort of feelings towards each other, but most of the tension between the two had dissapated, or had manifested itself into a different type of feeling. Perhaps, Roy thought, feelings followed equivilant exchange, not disapearing, but morphing into something else. But what was it? He still wasnt sure.
They had talked a bit since then, which ended up being tougher for Roy than it was for Maes. With his strict upbringing, he was used to playing his feelings close, and never letting out too much information. He knew that was going to do well for him in the military. But Maes- he was always so open, so forgiving, so happy, it seemed. Roy thought that was dangerous. He just hoped it wouldn't be the end of him one day.
"Hey, Flamey, get your ass over here and light this! The damn burner is broken again!" Roy grimaced a bit at Maes' new nickname for him. All of a sudden he regretted telling Maes about his alchemic nickname.
Roy smiled, thinking back on how he got the name. He had been the youngest to pass the State Alchemy exam at 14, but it was 2 years before he could enter the military offically to train. That was when he was given the State Alchemist name of "Flame". He hadn't told many people, but word had a way of getting around the military. He didn't really want the extra attention it gave him, since it inevitably came with bullies who wanted to remind him how human he actually was. But he had to admit that it did have its perks. There had been women (and men) who liked the idea of a 'hot' lover, and as with most opportunities, he had played it to his advantage.
With a sigh, he closed the alchemy book he was attempting (and failng) to read, and wandered slowly into the kitchen. "Ah, so I get it now, you just wanted to room with me because you knew you wouldnt freeze to death in these poorly built dorms, right?" He gently put a hand on Maes' shoulder, rubbing it lightly. They had been giving each other small signs of affection, a hand pat, a gentle back or shoulder rub- but it seemed apparant that after that first very awkward kiss that night, both of them were too afraid to do much else.
"Umm.. yeah.." Maes said, distractedly, unexpectedly at a loss for words. His eyes looked rather distant, causing Roy to curl up his face in confusion.
"You okay, Maes? I think I should be glad the gas didn't turn on. As distant as you look, you may have ended up extra crispy." He smiled for a moment, until he saw that Maes was not smiling, and his face became like stone again. His hand went gently to his friend's shoulder, shaking him gently. "Maes?" he asked louder.
The slightly older man shook his head, like he was trying to shrug off something that had latched itself to him. He looked over his shoulder with the very trademark Maes smirk that Roy had seen many times on that long, angular face of his. And just like that, his friend was back.
"Oh yeah. Sorry." he said. "I was just.. well, thinking about things. I was thinking about that little talk a couple weeks back... You know the one I mean." The look on Roy's face meant that he knew the conversation in question. "Well, we haven't really talked much more about it, and I know you asked a question at the end- a question neither of us knew how to answer." There was silence from Roy, but Maes could tell with the fire that burned in his eyes that he had Roy's rapt attention.
Maes turned away from the unlit burner- a cold pot of noodles patiently waiting, to face Roy. "You asked what this makes us. I... wonder that as well. I mean, we know each other pretty well, from being roommates. But you already know that I would like to get to you know better." His cheeks blushed a little, and he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose- a nervous habit that he had recently picked up.
"I.. don't know what we are either." Roy admitted. "I.. would like to know more about you as well. I admit that there've been men that I have liked before, but.. somehow this seems different.. deeper." He iddly scratched at the back of his head. "I get the feeling that this is something new to you though. You don't strike me as the type to fall for another man."
"Well, neither do you-" Maes snapped back, then though better of it. "Sorry. I didn't mean it that way.. I.. um.. just meant that you are always seen with ladies draped over your arm. I've never seen you cozy up to a guy.. not yet at least." He sheepishly grinned.
Any anger Roy had had at Maes snapping back faded quickly. "Well, let's face it, a man being with another man isnt.. exactly encouraged. You have to be rather.. discreet, and careful. If you come on to someone who isn't interested, or if you dump someone and they feel scorned, they can blab to the higher ups, and you can be in serious trouble, militarily and otherwise."
"Hmm.. I never thought about that." Maes stroked his chin, feeling the rough patches of beard that tried to make him look more like a man and less than the 18 year old kid that he was.
"But.." Roy continued before Maes could continue, "I'd like to get to know you better as well. I have to admit that it worries me that you've never been with a man before. Part of me is worried that I am.. just a phase, and you don't know what you are getting into."
"A phase?!" Maes looked shocked and hurt. "Is that what you think?"
"Wait.. let me explain." Roy put up his hands, palms out, to halt him. "We are both young, and I know you've been with some girls, though I dont know how much you've done with them. I'm just worried that you are.. well.. reaching out to someone, anyone, who will care for you. You get what I mean? I'm not worried about my feelings. I'm worried about *YOU* Maes. I don't want you to look back on this in a year and ask yourself 'What the hell was I thinking?' I don't want you to get hurt. I.. care for you too much for that."
"That's why I wanted to know that night, what you thought of us. I was afraid that you were confusing your feelings.. But I don't think you are now. I mean.. you said you liked me from when we met a few semesters ago, but now that we know how we feel, and you have had time to think about it.. You.. stil still feel the same way..?"
"Even more so." Maes answered truthfully. He pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose again. Neither had noticed how close they had been the whole time. In the silence that followed, it dawned on Roy first, and he leaned in and gave Maes a kiss on the lips. He pressed in harder this time, holding it longer, but he didn't force it, leaving Maes open to back off if he wished. Maes didn't back off, he leaned in closer, pushing back against Roy's intrusion.
When they finally broke, both of them were out of breath, but not from then length of the kiss. It was more the feeling of being so close together. Maes leaned in again and kissed Roy back. Without thinking about, it his mouth opened slightly. His tongue felt the bumps and grooves of Roy's soft lips, and he softly requested entrance into the younger man's mouth. Roy didn't hesitate for a moment, eagerly opening his mouth and touching their tongues together.
"Mmmm.." Maes closed his eyes softly, and sighed when he broke away. He started to feel dizzy and weak kneed again, like the first time. He quickly went over to the seat that Roy had occupied a few minutes ago, and smiled. It was still warm from his body heat. He leaned his head down and and rubbed his temples.
"Wow... that.. was wonderful.." Maes said rather dreamily.
"As I am sure you are aware, depending on how much you have done with females, there is much more than that." Roy said, with a smirk. "But that is for another time. I can tell that this is alot tougher on you than you are letting on." Roy turned around to Maes and gently ran a couple of fingers thru his stringy black hair, just a few shades lighter than his own raven locks.
"So... you.. think we... should.. be.. a..." he couldn't even finish the sentence.
"Well, we need to agree on it, either way. I don't want to force you into something that you don't want... But, if you want to, we can.."
Maes sighed and ran his fingers again through his now disheveled hair. "I.. think.. I would like that. I'd like to take it slow, because I have alot to learn, but I think I know a good teacher."
The smile on Roy's face told the whole story.