Hello. This story was part of my drabble collection, 'Automail'; however, I got a few reviews saying that I should have done this as its own story . . . so, that's what I'm doing. If you've already read this in 'Automail', please bear with me and review again—I would very much appreciate it!

And, if it's any consolation, I have the last two chapters typed up and waiting in the wings, and I will be reposting one chapter of 'Family' every other day—so that means that y'all only have to wait for . . . thirteen more days for the next chapter. Is that right? (shrugs)

If you haven't read this already . . . then please just review!

Disclaimer: I own the picture of Roy on my desktop . . . the sexy one with him standing before a sunset, looking off into the distance . . . his uniform slightly unbuttoned, revealing the toned muscles of his chest . . . (drools). Other than that . . . no.

Chapter I: Arrival

"You do know that if we get out of this alive," commented Roy as his ebony eyes followed a similarly coloured car up the driveway, "I'm going to kill you, right?"

"Uh-huh," came the dry response. Edward watched the gorgeous black car come to a stop near the front steps of Mustang's estate, the flustered-looking driver hopping out and rushing around to the back to pull open the door for the passengers. "Who should I be worried about?" the blonde asked.

Never taking his eyes off of the three people exiting the vehicle, Roy answered, "If you're worried about both of our reputations in the military being destroyed, then you should watch out for my father. If you're worried about being looked down on or possibly being killed in your sleep for being in a homosexual relationship with your commanding officer . . . then, I'd say my father again. But if you're aiming to impress someone, I'd focus on my mother and sister. I'm sure that if you play your cards right, they will be easily swayed by your charm. They'll fall for you."

"You sure?" the Fullmetal asked uncertainly.

Without hesitation, Roy looked down at the profile of his young lover's face and stated, "I certainly did."

Ed's eyes widened for a moment, then softened with a small smile. "Yeah . . ." He turned and grinned up at the Flame. "With one Mustang wrapped around my little finger, the other three should be no problem."

"Edward, let us remember that it is usually you who is wrapped around me." He paused, giving time for the innuendo to sink in, then continued in a quiet voice, "And since when have you started referring to yourself as 'little'?"

It was a sign of just how worried the Fullmetal actually was about meeting Roy's family when he didn't explode in his typical 'who-are-you-calling' rage at the comment. Ed just huffed and looked back down as the three new Mustangs neared the bottom steps.

Roy sighed, tearing his eyes away from the comfort of Edward's face—even if it was now scowling in derision—and settling back on his approaching family.

This was going to be a long week.

Please review. The other chapters will be up soon, promise.