This was written because Katrina is a crackhead. No rhyme or reason to this, just something that popped up in my strange little mind. Slashy, because that's what I like.



"Do you want to stay with us forever?"

Roy was half asleep, that was the only excuse he had for the mushy stuff that came out of his mouth. "As long as the sun shines," he murmured, enjoying the warmth that pressed against him from both sides.

Lips even warmer than the body behind him brushed his neck, and Roy smiled. Al was always the more affectionate of the brothers. Then Ed pressed his lips against Roy's, cutting off the older man's thought process.

So caught up in the double kiss, Roy barely noticed when each of the brothers grabbed a hand. And he didn't notice that they had also clasped their hands together.

He didn't notice, at least, until the familiar 'snap, pop' sound of alchemy broke the stillness, and the sparks began to climb his arms.



As I said, Katrina is a crackhead. *shakes head* I'm a freak. But a happy one. *grins*

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