Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Business as Usual ❯ The New Major ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Hello! This is going to be a RoyxRiza fic, I have been working on ot for a little while now and I hope that you enjoy it. For those of you who were following my LotR fic, I promise this one will not end the way the other did. Please review when you've finised and as always enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own FullMetal Alchemist or any of it's characters. I do own Nathaniel Blackman. Don't take him away.


CHAPTER 1

Her boots thumped softly on the tile in the empty hallway, the lights overhead giving off just enough illumination to navigate the path. The building was silent, but given it was 0700, it was no surprise. Few other military personnel had arrived to begin the work day. Riza Hawkeye walked silent down the corridor as she made her way to her desk in the communal office outside that of Colonel Roy Mustang. She had been working under him for many years now and she was dedicated to him achieving his goal to become fuehrer and correct the injustices in the government, although she wasn‘t sure about his fanatical desire to force all the female personnel into miniskirts.

Riza was not surprised to find that no one else had yet arrived and that the entire office was empty, however she set her book down in the left drawer by her knee before she began to sort through the pile of papers that had been on her desk early that morning. The Colonel always did wonder how she managed to get all of her paper work finished in one day, but if he didn’t quit procrastinating he never would understand that there really wasn’t that much.

The Colonel would never get straight to work when he arrived, and he never arrived on time for that matter. It was no wonder she had been placed under his command. The man needed someone to keep him on task and seeing that she possessed an uncanny ability to do just that with anyone she worked with, she was placed as a subordinate directly under the young alchemist shortly after he joined the military.

Fuery walked through the door at 0745 and smiled at the lieutenant as he went to his own desk to begin his work.

“Good morning, Lt. Hawkeye,” he greeted as the blonde sharp-shooter looked up from her paperwork.

“Good morning, Fuery.”

Over the next several minutes the remainder of the office’s workers walked in, all in varying states of wakefulness, Havoc even looked as if he might have had a hangover, so no one spoke too loudly as he sat down and was promptly lost in the mounds of paperwork.

It wasn’t until 0825 that Roy Mustang sauntered into the outer office with a smirk lingering on his face. He walked up to Hawkeye’s desk and placed one hand on it’s surface.

“Good morning, Lieutenant,” he said as she looked up from her papers.

“You’re late again, sir.” She looked up at him as he sat on the corner of her desk, the others of the office looking up to see what was transpiring between the two.

“I was just thinking on my way to the office today that maybe you should start cutting me a little slack.” Hawkeye raise an eyebrow at him.

“Is that so, sir?”

“Yes, it is. That and I think you should go out with me.” Havoc, who had just taken a sip of coffee that Breda had brought him, quickly spit it back out all over the mountain of paperwork in front of him. Hawkeye only sighed and lowered her head to her work.

“I don’t think so, sir.”

“And why not?”

“Two reasons, sir. One you are never done with you work in time to go out on any sort of date, and two in the S.O.P. Section 4 paragraph 1 line 3 it is clearly stated that, “All fraternization among military personnel is expressly prohibited. Any and all personnel caught in violation of said protocol will be arrest, court marshaled, immediately dishonorably discharged from service.” The Lieutenant didn’t even look up from her work as she quoted the manual. “And now I have more work to do, as Havoc has ruined most of his papers.” She rose from her desk and left the office without looking at Roy. He heaved a sigh before rising and walking into his office, defeated.

The office settled back into its usual routine as Hawkeye returned with a fresh stack of papers for Havoc. Roy remained in his office, quiet and sullen from his turn down. The lieutenant on the other hand simply went back to her work as if nothing had ever happened. It was quiet as the officers worked on their respective tasks, until roughly an hour later, when Hawkeye reached into her holster she wore at her hip, removed her pistol, and fired three shots into Roy’s closed office door.

Everyone looked up to see her still looking down at her work with the gun aimed behind her. Then they heard something small hitting the floor, then footsteps, before the Colonel stuck his head out of his office.

“How did you….?” He trailed off as he noticed that the lieutenant had not yet put away her pistol.

“I’m not deaf, sir. You can make your personal calls when you’re not on duty. Now please get back to work.” Riza carefully put her gun on her desk and continued with her paper work. Sighing Roy, disappeared back into his office.

It was quickly approaching lunch time when Riza came across a peculiar letter in her papers.


Transfer notice for Major Nathaniel Blackman.
Office 2239
C.O.: Col. R. Mustang.
ETA: 1200 Tuesday.


Riza looked up at the clock, it was 1115 hours now. If she left now she would still be able to meet him on arrival at the station when his train arrived. She hadn’t seen him since her mother’s funeral.

Quietly she folded the letter and placed it in an envelop. Retrieving her book from the drawer at her knee, she rose to her feet and left the office.

The office emptied for lunch and filled again, even Roy had returned, before Riza returned from the train station. Fuery was just asking Falman if he had heard her say where she was going, when the door opened softly and she walked in, smiling at the man next to her.

He was a tall man with dark red hair with lighter blond streaks and soft brown eyes. He wore the military uniform with the rank of major on his shoulders, and hanging from his belt was the silver chain of the alchemist’s pocket watch. At seeing the new officer, all the men in the room rose to their feet and saluted, Havoc with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. Riza walked over to him and removed it.

“Major Blackman these are the subordinate officers to Colonel Mustang. Slt. Havoc, and Breda, Master Sergeant Fuery, and Warrant Officer Falman.” Hawkeye gestured to each man as she spoke their name and after one salute from the major, they all returned to their desks and went back to work. Riza motioned to the door near her desk.

“That is Colonel Mustang’s office there. I would say you could see him now, however, if we did that he might never get back to work.” As if hearing his name, Roy poked his head out the door and looked at Riza’s empty desk.

“Oh, good she’s not back, yet. I can call Samantha and cancel our date before I’m late.” Riza lifted her pistol from her side and fired one shot at Roy as he spoke.

“No, sir. You will get back to work. I told you no personal calls while you are on duty. You should have called her when you were on lunch.” Before Roy had recovered from the surprise enough to speak, Major Blackman placed a hand on her gun and pushed it gently to her side.

“It’s inappropriate to fire at a superior officer, Riza.” Major Blackman looked down at the woman who was barely a head shorter than him. She glared at him for a moment and he didn’t flinch away from the cold gleam in her eyes. Finally Riza let out a sigh and holster her weapon.

“What am I going to do with you?” The entire office was silent, everyone eyeing the new officer. Not only had he touched Riza’s gun, but he had called her by first name in the office and lived to tell about it. No one had ever dared to do that, not even the Colonel.

As for the Colonel, he was eyeing his new subordinate with fire sparking in his eyes, as his fingers twitched to snap. He had never seen anyone do that to Hawkeye and live to tell about it. Not only that but he had called his Hawkeye by her first name, and she hadn’t corrected him. There was something between the two and he was determined not to let it continue. He stepped out of his office and stood up straight before the new officer.

“What is your name, Major?” Roy asked as he narrowed his eyes at the taller man. The major came to attention at the sound of the Colonel’s voice and responded, looking ahead blankly.

“Nathaniel Blackman, sir.” Roy walked over to the taller officer and looked him over, almost hoping for a reason to burn him, but he found nothing.

“Why were you transferred here?” He asked coldly as he continued to look into the Major’s blank face. Hawkeye gave the Colonel a quizzical look as he stood up next to Nathaniel. What is he doing? Nathaniel’s done nothing. What is the Colonel up to? She wondered to herself the whole time Roy spoke to the alchemist next to her.

“I requested transfer to this office so that I could learn more about being a military alchemist from the best, sir.” Roy smirked as Blackman spoke those words.

“Then let’s hope you will be worthy of learning from me,” he said turning from the Major and walking back into his office without another word. Blackman blinked.

“I was actually referring to Fullmetal, but what ever you say, sir.” He mumbled to himself as the door closed behind the Colonel.

“Never mind him,” Havoc said coming up to Blackman and placing an arm around his shoulders. “The Colonel’s just blowing smoke. He’ll revert back to his usual self soon.

“So, do you want to go out for a drink with all of us tonight? You know, to welcome you to the office.” Blackman smiled at him as he shook his head no.

“I’m sorry but I have other plans tonight. Perhaps tomorrow.”

“Come on, just one drink?” Blackman looked up at Riza with a curious look, but the Lieutenant simply sighed.

“Alright, but just one drink.”

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The office had emptied for the evening, Blackman being escorted by Havoc and Fuery as they left for the local bar. Riza had her book in her lap and was leaning back waiting for the Colonel to finish his work. He had been unusually quiet today. Hardly fussing at all after she had brought Nathaniel to the office. She didn’t mind, it was kind of nice, if not a little bizarre, to not have to threaten Roy’s life more that twice in a day. She leaned back and stretched as Roy, cracked his door open and walked out.

“Finished already, sir?” She asked as she looked up from her book. He reached for his coat inside the door as he smiled at Hawkeye.

“Yes, I’m finished.”

“That’s good to hear, sir. You have a good night.” She climbed to her feet.

“Hey, Hawkeye.” She looked up at Roy as he sat on her desk and watched her.

“Yes sir, what is it?” She stood where she was and folded her arms over her chest.

“Let me take you to dinner.” She was already shaking her head as she dropped her arms to her side.

“I already said no, sir.”

“I know that, but just dinner. Come on, what’s dinner between friends?” He looked at her hopefully as she sighed.

“Even if I wanted to, sir, I couldn’t.”

“Why not? What would it hurt just to go out to dinner with me?”

“I’m already going out to dinner tonight.”

“Oh? With whom, may I ask?” Riza looked away and smiled slightly.

“Nathaniel.” Roy started as he heard her speak of the new Major in such a fond manor. They must have known each other from another time. He stood up and walked to the door.

“Oh….okay then…you have a good time then.” He paused at the door and looked up at her and smiled. “Enjoy your date,” and he walked out the door. Riza stared after the Colonel as he left the office too stunned to respond. Slowly she regained her composure and began to chuckle as she left the room.

“He’s not my boyfriend, sir. He’s my brother.” She whispered to herself as she left the office to retrieve Nathaniel from Havoc.