Implications

Implications

"Ahh…no! Stop- It hurts!" There was a gasp and pained moan. Riza Hawkeye stopped in her tracks on her way past Roy Mustang's office. She leaned towards the door in order to hear better.

"Stay still, Fullmetal, and it won't hurt as bad."

"No. It's too big. It hurts!" Ed's voice answered him and Riza flushed. Oh my god…

"Just a little more Edward." Roy urged and Ed whimpered in response.

"It's in too deep." He whined and there was a sigh.

"If we don't do it now it will hurt more later." Roy remarked calmly and Ed sighed heavily. He took a deep breath.

"Okay, do it." Silence and then…

"Oh! Aaah!" Edward cried out.

"There, that wasn't so bad was it?"

"Easy for you to say… It still feels like it's in there."

"It'll feel better soon."

Not able to stand it any longer, Riza grabbed the door knob and stepped in.

"What the hell is going on in here?" She demanded and then her face fell.

Edward sat on the edge of Roy's desk, holding his index finger in front of his face as if to examine it.

Roy turned to her, a pair of tweezers still held aloft.

"Damn splinters." Ed spat angrily.

Oh the sweet, sweet implications. If you love me, you'll leave me a review on this short little ficlet.