Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Business as Usual ❯ Already in Trouble ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
So here I am again with my second chapter. I really hope you are enjoying this cause I really do like writing it. So anyways please enjoy and review when you've finished.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own FMA.
“Damn it, Nathaniel! Don’t you ever make me late again!” Hawkeye yelled at the Major as he rubbed his face, yawning.
“I’m sorry, Riza, but after last night, I was so tired I over slept.”
“And it took me an hour to wake you up!” Hawkeye sighed after she finished yelling at Blackman, and looked around the office. Fuery’s eyes were bulging, Havoc had spit coffee all over his papers again, Breda was staring at her, and Falman had tumbled out of his desk chair.
“What is all this yelling?” Roy stuck his head out of his office door and saw Riza standing at the door to the outer office, hand in hand with Blackman. His eyes flashed as he looked at the two, and he stepped out pushing the door fully open behind him.
“You two in my office now!” He snapped and Riza stormed in followed closely by the Major who was still being led by the hand. Roy walked in after them and slammed the door.
“What in the HELL do you two think you’re doing?” He yelled stepping over to his desk and sitting on the corner as the two lower officers stood at attention before him.
“I don’t know what you mean, sir,” Hawkeye responded looking straight ahead.
“I mean this Lieutenant.” Roy reached over and lifted their still gripped hands. Hawkeye looked down for a moment, then released the Major’s hand. “You know better than anyone the consequences of your actions. Why would you risk your career?”
“Sir, I hardly think being late would constitute a discharge.”
“No but fraternization will.” At that Blackman began to laugh. Roy stood up and walked up to the man. “Is something funny, Major?”
“You think that Riza and I….” He lapsed into gales of laughter again, and to Roy’s surprise Hawkeye started chuckling.
“I tried to tell you last night when you wished me a pleasant date, sir, but you left before I could. I am not, nor would I ever consider being, in a relationship with the Major.”
“And why is that, Hawkeye?”
“Because he’s my half-brother, sir.” Roy started.
“I’m sorry?” Blackman was still laughing, as Roy looked closely at the two. They looked almost nothing alike, their hair color and facial structure were different, but now that he was studying them he noticed that they had the same eyes. Riza smirked.
“It’s quite alright, sir. I suppose it is too much to ask you to actually read what you’re signing.” Roy looked at his Lieutenant. Her mouth was quirked in a half smirk that lit her face pleasantly. He smiled.
“If I read half the papers that came across my desk I would have no need for a house. I would never leave the office.” He sighed as he looked at the siblings in front of him. “Blackman you are dismissed. I would like a word in private with the Lieutenant.”
Nathaniel blinked, and looked over at his sister, she had not moved at all save to smirk at the Colonel. He saluted Mustang and turned to leave the room, closing the door behind him.
Roy waited until the Major had closed the door before turning his gaze to Hawkeye. He watched her for a moment, thinking. She was the one woman who he had never succeeded in charming. And the one woman he wanted.
“At ease, Hawkeye,” he said, rising to his feet. Riza relaxed and looked over at the Colonel as he stood before her.
“What is it, sir?”
“I trust that you will see to punishing the Major for his lateness, however, you also were tardy today.” She raise an eyebrow at him. What is he planning? “Therefore you will meet me here at 2030 dressed in civilian clothes. I will explain the rest when you arrive.”
“What for, sir?”
“Your punishment. Dismissed.”
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The office emptied as the officers left to find a bar for the evening, Blackman being tugged along by Havoc and bombarded with questions about his relationship with Hawkeye. Riza left for her apartment and changed into a pair of nice khaki dress pants and a loose black satin button shirt that she only buttoned to her chest. She pulled her hair up in a tight braid and placed her pistol into a small purse before she left again for the office. She made one stop along the way to find Nathaniel pleasantly drinking and handed him the key. She only had one and he would probably be home before her anyway.
When she arrived back at the office, she entered to find the Colonel sitting on her desk, black dress pants and a white dress shirt. He didn’t wear his ignition gloves, but Riza assumed that he had them tucked into his pocket.
“Are you ready?” He asked.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. First, no ‘sir’ tonight. Call me Roy.” Riza raised an eyebrow.
“Sir, if this is…”
“I’m serious Lieutenant.” He cut her off meeting her gaze levelly, his tone cold and commanding. She nodded.
“Yes, si…Roy.” He nodded.
“We are going to the Café de Lion, where we will be meeting with an alchemist named Jericho Talsi. He is doing research on the philosopher’s stone. He is civilian and looking for funding. I heard of what he was doing and decided to look into it for Fullmetal. He will be meeting us later this evening at another restaurant. We will be going undercover. That is why I asked you to change. Now, are you ready?” Riza looked at Roy calmly as she thought about what they were doing. Then she remembered something she had read in one of Fullmetal’s reports.
“Roy, I thought that to create the Philosopher’s stone there had to be a massive human sacrifice?”
“That’s another reason we’re going.” He stood and walked over to his subordinate and held out his arm. “Now, shall we go, Riza?” She placed her hand on his arm and together they left the office.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own FMA.
CHAPTER 2
The next morning Riza was for the first time in her military career late. She came skidding into the office, with Nathaniel right behind her. Her face was flushed as she panted for breath, one hand holding firmly to Blackman’s.“Damn it, Nathaniel! Don’t you ever make me late again!” Hawkeye yelled at the Major as he rubbed his face, yawning.
“I’m sorry, Riza, but after last night, I was so tired I over slept.”
“And it took me an hour to wake you up!” Hawkeye sighed after she finished yelling at Blackman, and looked around the office. Fuery’s eyes were bulging, Havoc had spit coffee all over his papers again, Breda was staring at her, and Falman had tumbled out of his desk chair.
“What is all this yelling?” Roy stuck his head out of his office door and saw Riza standing at the door to the outer office, hand in hand with Blackman. His eyes flashed as he looked at the two, and he stepped out pushing the door fully open behind him.
“You two in my office now!” He snapped and Riza stormed in followed closely by the Major who was still being led by the hand. Roy walked in after them and slammed the door.
“What in the HELL do you two think you’re doing?” He yelled stepping over to his desk and sitting on the corner as the two lower officers stood at attention before him.
“I don’t know what you mean, sir,” Hawkeye responded looking straight ahead.
“I mean this Lieutenant.” Roy reached over and lifted their still gripped hands. Hawkeye looked down for a moment, then released the Major’s hand. “You know better than anyone the consequences of your actions. Why would you risk your career?”
“Sir, I hardly think being late would constitute a discharge.”
“No but fraternization will.” At that Blackman began to laugh. Roy stood up and walked up to the man. “Is something funny, Major?”
“You think that Riza and I….” He lapsed into gales of laughter again, and to Roy’s surprise Hawkeye started chuckling.
“I tried to tell you last night when you wished me a pleasant date, sir, but you left before I could. I am not, nor would I ever consider being, in a relationship with the Major.”
“And why is that, Hawkeye?”
“Because he’s my half-brother, sir.” Roy started.
“I’m sorry?” Blackman was still laughing, as Roy looked closely at the two. They looked almost nothing alike, their hair color and facial structure were different, but now that he was studying them he noticed that they had the same eyes. Riza smirked.
“It’s quite alright, sir. I suppose it is too much to ask you to actually read what you’re signing.” Roy looked at his Lieutenant. Her mouth was quirked in a half smirk that lit her face pleasantly. He smiled.
“If I read half the papers that came across my desk I would have no need for a house. I would never leave the office.” He sighed as he looked at the siblings in front of him. “Blackman you are dismissed. I would like a word in private with the Lieutenant.”
Nathaniel blinked, and looked over at his sister, she had not moved at all save to smirk at the Colonel. He saluted Mustang and turned to leave the room, closing the door behind him.
Roy waited until the Major had closed the door before turning his gaze to Hawkeye. He watched her for a moment, thinking. She was the one woman who he had never succeeded in charming. And the one woman he wanted.
“At ease, Hawkeye,” he said, rising to his feet. Riza relaxed and looked over at the Colonel as he stood before her.
“What is it, sir?”
“I trust that you will see to punishing the Major for his lateness, however, you also were tardy today.” She raise an eyebrow at him. What is he planning? “Therefore you will meet me here at 2030 dressed in civilian clothes. I will explain the rest when you arrive.”
“What for, sir?”
“Your punishment. Dismissed.”
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The office emptied as the officers left to find a bar for the evening, Blackman being tugged along by Havoc and bombarded with questions about his relationship with Hawkeye. Riza left for her apartment and changed into a pair of nice khaki dress pants and a loose black satin button shirt that she only buttoned to her chest. She pulled her hair up in a tight braid and placed her pistol into a small purse before she left again for the office. She made one stop along the way to find Nathaniel pleasantly drinking and handed him the key. She only had one and he would probably be home before her anyway.
When she arrived back at the office, she entered to find the Colonel sitting on her desk, black dress pants and a white dress shirt. He didn’t wear his ignition gloves, but Riza assumed that he had them tucked into his pocket.
“Are you ready?” He asked.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good. First, no ‘sir’ tonight. Call me Roy.” Riza raised an eyebrow.
“Sir, if this is…”
“I’m serious Lieutenant.” He cut her off meeting her gaze levelly, his tone cold and commanding. She nodded.
“Yes, si…Roy.” He nodded.
“We are going to the Café de Lion, where we will be meeting with an alchemist named Jericho Talsi. He is doing research on the philosopher’s stone. He is civilian and looking for funding. I heard of what he was doing and decided to look into it for Fullmetal. He will be meeting us later this evening at another restaurant. We will be going undercover. That is why I asked you to change. Now, are you ready?” Riza looked at Roy calmly as she thought about what they were doing. Then she remembered something she had read in one of Fullmetal’s reports.
“Roy, I thought that to create the Philosopher’s stone there had to be a massive human sacrifice?”
“That’s another reason we’re going.” He stood and walked over to his subordinate and held out his arm. “Now, shall we go, Riza?” She placed her hand on his arm and together they left the office.