Yellow was the colour of the sun.

Yellow was the colour of honey.

It was a beautiful day, Roy thought. Not just the weather was nice, with the warm sun shining down on them and not a single cloud to be seen as a soft breeze waving their hair. No, he was also with a particular blonde. He was still surprised how simple it really was to get Edward to go on a date with him. Actually all he had to do was to mentioned that today was a really sunny day and he would like to go outside with him. The small alchemist agreed quickly and after Roy asked, if he wanted to go picnicking, the golden-eyed boy instantly exclaimed his happiness about that.

Now the two of them sat on a small blanket close to each other but with a respectful distance in the big park of East city, watching the clouds in the sky and some people go by. They heard some comments about them, something like "father and son" or "such a cute couple" or even "two gays, ihh". But neither Ed nor Roy did pay attention, too lost in their own thoughts and conversations.

"So bastard, where's the food?", Edward asked, looking at him curiously. "Picknick's always with something nice to eat, so I'm hungry, what do you have?"

Roy smiled a bit, before grabbing a paper bag closer. "I have... fresh sandwiches and some juices. You want some?" The black-haired male looked over to the blonde-haired boy, while grabbing two ofo the sandwiches with his gloved hands.

"Of course, stupid colonel!" The small alchemist replied, grabbing Roy's wrist and stealing both sandwiches out of his hands with a bright smirk. Happily Edward bit into both at the same time.

The black-haired colonel gasped shocked. "Hey, one was mine!"

"Well, bad luck for you, now they're mine." The boy stuck out his tongue to the older male, his golden orbs nearly completely closed. After that, he bit again in his sandwiches, but squeaked when some of the butter and honey splashed into his face because he bit down too hard.

Roy looked at the young boy and couldn't help himself but laugh. Especially the golden honey was all over his face! The boy starred speechless at the two sandwiches in his hands, not understanding what just happened.

Yellow was the colour of his hair.

Yellow was the colour of his eyes.

The dark golden honey stuck to his light blonde, yellowish hair, his long bangs in front of his face, slowly dripping to the ground. In contrast to his bright hair colour, the honey seemed almost brown. But the liquid didn't just got in touch with Edward's soft but now sticky hair, no it also hit the boys face, a lot on his pink cheeks close to his eyes.

Oh god his eyes, Roy thought, watching a drop of honey roll down from the blonde's forehead down, right next to Ed's right eye. The boy blinked out of reflex but was still too shocked to wipe away the mess on his face. Mustang noticed that the honey was even darker than the golden eyes of his subordinate.

Edward's eyes were unique, such a bright golden colour, full of emotions and light and fire. Roy always looked people in the eyes, the mirrors to their soul, who showed their deepest feelings. Looking into the small Elric's big eyes always made Roy smile, even though the blonde mostly looked back rather angrily. Roy loved his eyes, he really did.

"What the hell do you think you're starring at, bastard?", Edward's voice cut in, making Roy jump slightly.

"I... uh... n-nothing, really!" But Edward seemed to know. Of course he knew, Roy starred at the boy for at least half a minute, long enough for the small blonde to notice.

The man blushed, something he wasn't used to. Mostly he was the reason why girls and woman blush but blushing himself out of embarrassing was something new to the colonel. The Flame Alchemist looked away, taking a tissue out of his jacket and quickly wiping away the gold-yellow honey from Edward's face.

"B-Bastard?!", Ed mumbled, now blushing himself. But he held still, at least for some seconds, before he smacked Roy in the face. "I-Idiot, don't touch me, you womanizing pervert!", Ed shouted.

Roy grit his teeth. "Who do you call a pervert, shrimp?!", he responded, making the shorty growl at him.

"WHO do YOU call a SHRIMP?!"

Roy should have known better than to call his short subordinate small, no later when the metal fist hit his face. The black-haired male fell backwards on the blanket, whining a bit and putting a hand over his hurting face.

"Asshole!! I'm never going to do anything with you again, bastard!! Argh!!" Roy heard Ed bickering more. Silently he endured it before he sat up again and looked at the golden-eyed boy.

"Fullmetal, I'm sorry, okay?", he said, at least trying to stay calm. Edward looked at him, pouting. "I really am. I just wanted to wipe away the honey, you know? You still have some left on your cheek."

"Hmpf...", the blush reappeared under the honey, making its dark golden colour and the reddish blush mix it to brown. "Whatever, just... remove it already."

Roy smiled again, carefully taking the tissue and wiping it away. "Good now?", he asked.

"Yeah... thanks.", Ed added, a bit quieter, but the older man could still hear it.

He chuckled and took one of the sandwiches out of the young boy's hands. "You're welcome." Mustang took a bite, happy about the sweet taste. He looked towards the blonde, who started to eat again as well.

Roy wondered though. Would the yellow honey taste even sweeter from Edwards lips?

"You're starring again." Fullmetal just commented, making him laugh a bit.

"I'm sorry." He strokes out a blond hair of Edward's face. "It's just such a nice sunny day."

Ed snorted. "Of course. Just the yellow sun you're happy about, nothing else."

"Would there be more reasons, hm?"

The boy looked over at him, a small smile on his from the honey shining lips. "Who knows... But yeah. It really is a nice day. Thanks for the picknick, colonel bastard. Next time you call me shrimp again I will kill you, no matter if it's a rainy day or not."

Yellow was the colour of danger.

Yellow was the colour of happiness.