Shining Collection -- HyuRoi Version 3

Shining Collection -- HyuRoi Version 3

Sugar and Spectacles

Roy sat in bed, quietly reading a book that he had managed to get from the library today. For the moment, he actually wished that it was a book on how to take care of a homunculus. Ever since the man had revived the one he lost, he was having troubles, mostly with violent tendancies and possessiveness.

"Roy! Where's the sugar!"

The Flame sighed, lifting his weary obsidian gaze to the door. "You ate it all Maes."

"Impossible!"

"You did. I can't replace sugar on whim, you know."

"Then let me get some!"

"You're not allowed out of the house until my transfer is complete."

The door to the bedroom opened swiftly, violet eyes glaring at the form. When Hughes wanted something, he wanted it then.

"Maes, I said no. You've managed to keep me here, at least until the transfer is complete, but there is no way I'm letting you get sugar. I'll get some in the morning, all right?"

However, Hughes did not answer. Instead, he kneeled down on the bed, grabbing Roy's legs and yanking him down, head hitting the bed post rather sharply. Even with Roy he was a bit rough.

Roy cringed, scowling up at Maes. Damn it...there were just sometimes that he was not in the mood to deal with his mistake...

Maes' expression turned to a curious one, straddling Roy's hips and staring into his eyes.

"What, Maes?"

Lifting one of his hands from the fluffy sheets, he plucked a pair of oval shaped spectacles from his face. "I didn't know you wore these..."

"They're for reading, Maes, and yes, I wear them in private. Don't say a word, I know how repulsive they look."

Maes snorted. "Repulsive? No, not my Roy. I think it looks...rather /sexy/." He purred, leaning down and licking the male's nose.

Roy sighed, offering the homunculus a small grin. "Now, of all times?"

"Of course. I get what I want Roy, even from you." He growled running his teeth along his 'captive's' jawline.

Roy chuckled. "Continue, then, Maes. But I do want to read some tonight."

Maes had completely ignored it all, returning to the sensual strokes up Roy's shirt. "Shut up."

~*~

Wigs

"What was that?!" Maes growled, raising his fist once more, attempting to bring it down on the man beneath him, the now bald man cowering under the fury of the homunculus. Violet stared down into frightened blue, watching him squirm beneath him as he went to bring what would probably have been a finishing blow.

"Maes!"

Hughes lifted a lazy gaze to peer back at the one who called him, Roy standing there, shaking his head.

"Enough is enough. Don't kill him."

Maes sighed, leaning has face down, glare returning for the moment. "You're lucky. Kitten saved you this time, but I'll finish what I started." With a forceful push, Maes stood up, putting on his charming smile for Roy, though it only appeared that way to the man before him. To others, it was a scary smile, a sharp toothed one that promised death to anyone who dared do something he didn't like.

Roy sighed, shaking his head. Maes would act how he wanted, regardless of what he said. While it distrubed him, thinking about what he had been called, he should have gotten used to it. But...what disturbed him more was the appearance of Maes' victims. Though he didn't care all that much that they were being beaten within an inch of their lives, it bothered him to see the results of it, and watching Maes do it was along with that.

"Are you all right?" Maes asked gently, putting an arm around the male's shoulders, seeing him pull away slightly. It bothered him to see Roy pull away from him, especially after such a violent display, there was nothing he could do, but reach up and scratch his ears.

Roy showed little notice that he was being pet, staring at the ground. Hughes was confused, allowing his hand to drop, and followed Roy's gaze to the hairy lump on the floor. It was there when the man Hughes was beating up left. Was that...his hair? The curious kitten had wondered what had happened to it.

Roy raised a brow, pulling away from Maes and grabbing a pen from the nearby desk. He was a very curious man, so, naturally, he had to investigate. The chimera crouched down beside it, resting his left arm over his legs and reaching out with his right paw, awkwardly clutching the pen with his claws and poking it, causing it to move slightly and spooking him, falling back out of surprise.

Maes chuckled as Roy jumped up, backing up into Maes. "What is that?"

Maes didn't know. It looked like a hair piece but...not. He shrugged. "I don't know." He answered, kicking it gently with his foot. Instead of sliding away from them on the well cared for floor, it clung to Maes' boot.

Roy let out a rather amusing sound, the homunculus trying not to laugh at him for what sounded like a /squeal/ coming from him. "Don't let it eat my hair!"

Hawkeye slammed a stack of papers down on the nearby desk, lifting the hairpiece from Maes' boot in irritation. "/What/ exactly makes you think that it will eat your hair, sir?"

Roy peered around Hughes, frowning at her question. "Because...he had no hair and it's clinging to Maes' boot..."

Hawkeye sighed in exasperation. "Taisa...I know you haven't been all right in the head, but you should know about /wigs/."

Roy pulled Hughes back towards his office as he moved to strangle Riza, avoiding answering her question.

"Why can't I kill her?" He whined when they had shut themselves in the office.

Roy chuckled, slipping his arms around Maes' neck and wrapping his legs around his waist. He loved to cling to him. Made the trouble of the day worth it. "When I'm Fuhrer, Maes, you can kill her as many times as you want. But I need them. Anyway..." Roy smirked, licking at the man's beard and rolling his hips forward. "You have Kitten."

Maes chuckled, growl forming deep in his throat. "Too right. I have the perfect distraction right...here." He muttered locking the door. Dammit, they were not going to be disturbed.

~*~

Experimentations

He hated the thought of it, but he wanted to know. Roy seemed to like everything he gave him, but he couldn%u2019t help but wonder if it was just because that was what he wanted or not. Just to please him%u2026

He slid further around the corner as he heard the wide yawn, a sign that his Kitten had woken up, right on time. He gave a confident smirk, watching Roy halt in the middle of the kitchen. He stared down at the strangely shaped item, looking like an elephant. It was really a dog toy, but Roy seemed to have a fascination with the strange squeaky sounds, so this was Hughes%u2019 test.

Roy kneeled down, staring at the pink color curiously, pushing on it with an inquisitive paw, falling backwards as he heard the squeak from it.

Maes had to repress the urge to laugh at it, it was awfully funny.

Roy stared at it, still startled by the sound, cautiously approaching it from a different side, batting at it, forcing the toy to slide across the floor. His eyes followed it, the male crouching down, getting into perfect pouncing stance, eyes focused on one thing. It made a sound%u2026it was obviously something alive.

Without warning, he jumped, claws extended as he landed, taking the squeaky in his hands and flopping on his side, listening to the long squeak that made his ears fall back.

Maes ran his fingers through his hair, stepping into the doorway, watching Roy have a fight with the elephant, as if it was a threat that needed to be dealt with. Well. He knew what to entertain Roy with when he wanted to put Christmas lights up this year.