Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Lonely Mornings ❯ Naughty Puppies and a Fat Man Named Bubbles ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Anne Packrat 
Each alone, Roy and Riza wake up to find themselves facing very different problems, which oddly both involve panties.
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 04.22.2006 | Updated On: 04.22.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 509 | Status: Completed
Each alone, Roy and Riza wake up to find themselves facing very different problems, which oddly both involve panties.
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 04.22.2006 | Updated On: 04.22.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 509 | Status: Completed
Lonely Mornings
Chapter 2 - Naughty Puppies and a Fat Man Named Bubbles
by Anne Packrat
Disclaimer: Full Metal Alchemist is created by Hiromu Arakawa, and is distributed by Square-Enix, Funimation and Viz. The character of Bubbles is, unfortunately, my own creation.
Warning: Brief Episode 25 Spoilers.
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Roy Mustang woke up as sunlit fingers of dawn touched upon his face. He rolled on his side and groaned. He looked over at the unoccupied side of his bed. "Alone again...." he muttered, "I'm always alone."
Oh, he'd often woken up to find other warm bodies sharing his bed, but they were fleeting things, flavors of the night, passing in and out of his life like dreams. Yes, he enjoyed the company of the females (and in one case after a particularly drunken night, a cross-dressing male named Bubbles) he woke up to, but he could barely call those girls acquaintances, let alone friends, or lovers. They didn't want to know about his dreams, his feelings, his, well, life and he didn't bother telling them. So he remained alone, isolated with far too few friends who knew what he was really like, who he could open up to.
His gut twisted as he remembered that recently his already too small list of friends had gone down by one. "Dammit, Maes," he muttered, "I finally decide to settle for one woman, and you're not here to see it." He rubbed his face to clear his head and finally sat up and stretched.
"Roy Mustang in a monogamous relationship...." He marveled at that idea. Many people (including himself) said that the day would never come when he chose just one person to share his life with. Yet here it was.
But first that person had to agree to it.
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Riza Hawkeye also woke up to an empty bed. Well, empty of human company at least. This was a typical happenstance for her, and while she did occasionally regret her lack of bed companions, it generally didn't bother her. At least until recently it hadn't.
She sighed. "Another morning alone...." She looked down at a slowly moving bump under her blanket and smiled. "Well, mostly." She put her hand on the lump, which strangely enough yipped and tried to lick her fingers through the cloth. In one swift motion she threw the blanket off the bed to reveal an eager black and white puppy, which she promptly captured and kissed on top of the head before holding him down on her stomach.
Black Hayate barked happily and squirmed in his master's grip, his tail beating a quick tattoo on her thigh. Finally he managed to break free and he dashed to his master's face, showering her with canine love and attention. This, of course, involved lots of licking and doggie spit. Riza closed her eyes and grimaced under the slobberly assault. Laughing she pulled the puppy away and placed him on the bed next to her.
"No offense, Hayate" she said wiping her face with her sleeve, "But I'd rather be getting morning kisses from someone other than you." An image of black hair, black eyes and a dangerous smirk briefly rose in her mind. Drawing her knees up to her chest, she wrapped her arms around them. A frustrated sigh escaped her.
"I can't think about that," she muttered, "Feeling like this isn't helping anyone. It's forbidden... Besides, there's no way he'd ever feel the same way."
Riza had almost always had particular feelings for her colonel, but lately they'd become a lot more intense. Lately she'd even been dreaming about him, spending time with him, fighting alongside him, even eventually marrying him. Of course, half the dreams involved doing certain.... things with him. She groaned and buried her head in her lap as the latest dream flickered across her consciousness. It didn't help that it'd been so long since she'd done any types of "extracurricular" activities.
But she had to forget all of this, ignore her dreams and her urges, because it would never happen. Affection for the colonel was something she could not afford. It only hindered her promise to protect him, and interfered in his ultimate plan.
She nodded and ignored the tightness in her chest. "It's best just to bury these... silly fantasies, and never let them see the light of day," she whispered.
Maybe, if she repeated that enough, she'd eventually believe it.
A bark brought her out of her musings. While she was lost in thought, Black Hayate had dragged his food bowl into the bedroom and plopped it in the middle of the floor. He stood behind it and barked again to get her attention.
She bent to pick up the bowl and headed on toward the kitchen. "At least it's easy to tell what you want," she told the puppy, "I just wish it was so easy for me to get what I want."
After filling the bowl and putting it on the floor, she left Black Hayate to fill himself with puppy chow. She went back to the bedroom and pulled out her clothes for the day. The colonel had told her to dress casually so she grabbed a pair of tan slacks and a white blouse. Then she stripped off her night clothes and went off to take her shower.
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Roy dug through the clothes strewn around his room. He paused in dismay as he found a pair of panties large enough to fit Major Armstrong. He quickly smacked his head against the wall to get THAT image out of his head before turning back to the mystery of the panties.
"Oh crap," he muttered as realization dawned, "These must belong to Bubbles." He'd been drunk that night, drunker than he'd ever been in his life, and the woman had been kind of homely, but she was so nice and focused all her attention on pleasing Roy orally never asking for any attention in return. Who was he to argue? Imagine his shock when he'd woken up next to a fat man in a tube top and mini-skirt.
Roy groaned and threw the panties in his wastebasket, even going so far as cover it up with the other trash so he wouldn't have to look at them again.
Mustang's experience with Bubbles had taught him two important things:
1. He and tequila should never ever mix.
2. Never trust a "woman" who has more hair on her face then her head.
It also served as the only time he had not bragged to the guys at work about his conquest the next morning.
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Toweling herself off after the shower, Riza went to the bed only to find an important piece of her daily attire was missing. She groaned and whirled around looking for the culprit. She found the thief in the corner chewing and playing with its ill-gotten gains.
"Hayate!" she yelled picked up the puppy in one hand and disentangling him from her panties in the other. The dog whimpered at both his master's tone and the loss of his plaything. After a quick examination, the slightly chewed and drooled upon underwear was deemed unusable and thrown into the dirty clothes hamper.
Hawkeye put the dog on the bed and went to the dresser for a fresh pair. "I swear I have no idea what is with this sudden fascination you have with my underwear, dog," she said scowling. She put on her the new underwear and worked on the rest of the clothes. "It's not like you don't have plenty of chew toys already...."
Sticking her head through her shirt, an idea struck her. She gave the dog a sharp look. "You're not picking up bad habits from the boys at the office are you?" Black Hayate's innocent face revealed nothing. His tail happily thumped against the sheets.
Riza sighed and finished dressing. "What am I going to do with you....?" she said as she pulled the puppy into her arms and cradled him against her chest. She stiffened as the puppy snugged into her breasts eventually resting his head on top of the left one and staring at her with a large-eyed pleading look.
It was a look she had only seen used by one person before... on her commanding officer when he wanted to avoid paperwork.
She blushed and scratched the top of the dogs head. "I think you're definitely picking up bad habits from the office."
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Author's Indulgence
Wow.... This isn't at all what I intended to write for the second chapter. But sometimes scenes take on minds of their own, and demand more time than they're allotted. I suppose this is a bit more serious than the first chapter, but well, I have to fit the romance part in somewhere, eh? I also apologize for this being shorter than intended, hopefully the next one will be longer.
-Thanks to the creators and crew of the Full Metal Alchemist anime and manga.
-Thanks to my husband, Ryan, even though he stopped watching FMA after the first season, claiming it had "jumped the shark" and gotten too complicated. Don't worry, honey, I still love you. ^_^
-Thanks to my reviewers, I appreciate your comments and criticism.
-Thanks to "Galuxkitty" for her characterization needling that will result in me being nicer to Havoc and using him in a different way than I had originally intended.
-And thanks to you for reading.
Next chapter preview: The mission officially begins, but it soon becomes clear that Roy is up to something. Why is he talking with Havoc when they're supposed to be watching the second lieutenant in secret? Exactly what do the boys in the office do when Riza isn't around? And why does it involve a tape measure?
Chapter 2 - Naughty Puppies and a Fat Man Named Bubbles
by Anne Packrat
Disclaimer: Full Metal Alchemist is created by Hiromu Arakawa, and is distributed by Square-Enix, Funimation and Viz. The character of Bubbles is, unfortunately, my own creation.
Warning: Brief Episode 25 Spoilers.
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Roy Mustang woke up as sunlit fingers of dawn touched upon his face. He rolled on his side and groaned. He looked over at the unoccupied side of his bed. "Alone again...." he muttered, "I'm always alone."
Oh, he'd often woken up to find other warm bodies sharing his bed, but they were fleeting things, flavors of the night, passing in and out of his life like dreams. Yes, he enjoyed the company of the females (and in one case after a particularly drunken night, a cross-dressing male named Bubbles) he woke up to, but he could barely call those girls acquaintances, let alone friends, or lovers. They didn't want to know about his dreams, his feelings, his, well, life and he didn't bother telling them. So he remained alone, isolated with far too few friends who knew what he was really like, who he could open up to.
His gut twisted as he remembered that recently his already too small list of friends had gone down by one. "Dammit, Maes," he muttered, "I finally decide to settle for one woman, and you're not here to see it." He rubbed his face to clear his head and finally sat up and stretched.
"Roy Mustang in a monogamous relationship...." He marveled at that idea. Many people (including himself) said that the day would never come when he chose just one person to share his life with. Yet here it was.
But first that person had to agree to it.
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Riza Hawkeye also woke up to an empty bed. Well, empty of human company at least. This was a typical happenstance for her, and while she did occasionally regret her lack of bed companions, it generally didn't bother her. At least until recently it hadn't.
She sighed. "Another morning alone...." She looked down at a slowly moving bump under her blanket and smiled. "Well, mostly." She put her hand on the lump, which strangely enough yipped and tried to lick her fingers through the cloth. In one swift motion she threw the blanket off the bed to reveal an eager black and white puppy, which she promptly captured and kissed on top of the head before holding him down on her stomach.
Black Hayate barked happily and squirmed in his master's grip, his tail beating a quick tattoo on her thigh. Finally he managed to break free and he dashed to his master's face, showering her with canine love and attention. This, of course, involved lots of licking and doggie spit. Riza closed her eyes and grimaced under the slobberly assault. Laughing she pulled the puppy away and placed him on the bed next to her.
"No offense, Hayate" she said wiping her face with her sleeve, "But I'd rather be getting morning kisses from someone other than you." An image of black hair, black eyes and a dangerous smirk briefly rose in her mind. Drawing her knees up to her chest, she wrapped her arms around them. A frustrated sigh escaped her.
"I can't think about that," she muttered, "Feeling like this isn't helping anyone. It's forbidden... Besides, there's no way he'd ever feel the same way."
Riza had almost always had particular feelings for her colonel, but lately they'd become a lot more intense. Lately she'd even been dreaming about him, spending time with him, fighting alongside him, even eventually marrying him. Of course, half the dreams involved doing certain.... things with him. She groaned and buried her head in her lap as the latest dream flickered across her consciousness. It didn't help that it'd been so long since she'd done any types of "extracurricular" activities.
But she had to forget all of this, ignore her dreams and her urges, because it would never happen. Affection for the colonel was something she could not afford. It only hindered her promise to protect him, and interfered in his ultimate plan.
She nodded and ignored the tightness in her chest. "It's best just to bury these... silly fantasies, and never let them see the light of day," she whispered.
Maybe, if she repeated that enough, she'd eventually believe it.
A bark brought her out of her musings. While she was lost in thought, Black Hayate had dragged his food bowl into the bedroom and plopped it in the middle of the floor. He stood behind it and barked again to get her attention.
She bent to pick up the bowl and headed on toward the kitchen. "At least it's easy to tell what you want," she told the puppy, "I just wish it was so easy for me to get what I want."
After filling the bowl and putting it on the floor, she left Black Hayate to fill himself with puppy chow. She went back to the bedroom and pulled out her clothes for the day. The colonel had told her to dress casually so she grabbed a pair of tan slacks and a white blouse. Then she stripped off her night clothes and went off to take her shower.
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Roy dug through the clothes strewn around his room. He paused in dismay as he found a pair of panties large enough to fit Major Armstrong. He quickly smacked his head against the wall to get THAT image out of his head before turning back to the mystery of the panties.
"Oh crap," he muttered as realization dawned, "These must belong to Bubbles." He'd been drunk that night, drunker than he'd ever been in his life, and the woman had been kind of homely, but she was so nice and focused all her attention on pleasing Roy orally never asking for any attention in return. Who was he to argue? Imagine his shock when he'd woken up next to a fat man in a tube top and mini-skirt.
Roy groaned and threw the panties in his wastebasket, even going so far as cover it up with the other trash so he wouldn't have to look at them again.
Mustang's experience with Bubbles had taught him two important things:
1. He and tequila should never ever mix.
2. Never trust a "woman" who has more hair on her face then her head.
It also served as the only time he had not bragged to the guys at work about his conquest the next morning.
-------------------------------
Toweling herself off after the shower, Riza went to the bed only to find an important piece of her daily attire was missing. She groaned and whirled around looking for the culprit. She found the thief in the corner chewing and playing with its ill-gotten gains.
"Hayate!" she yelled picked up the puppy in one hand and disentangling him from her panties in the other. The dog whimpered at both his master's tone and the loss of his plaything. After a quick examination, the slightly chewed and drooled upon underwear was deemed unusable and thrown into the dirty clothes hamper.
Hawkeye put the dog on the bed and went to the dresser for a fresh pair. "I swear I have no idea what is with this sudden fascination you have with my underwear, dog," she said scowling. She put on her the new underwear and worked on the rest of the clothes. "It's not like you don't have plenty of chew toys already...."
Sticking her head through her shirt, an idea struck her. She gave the dog a sharp look. "You're not picking up bad habits from the boys at the office are you?" Black Hayate's innocent face revealed nothing. His tail happily thumped against the sheets.
Riza sighed and finished dressing. "What am I going to do with you....?" she said as she pulled the puppy into her arms and cradled him against her chest. She stiffened as the puppy snugged into her breasts eventually resting his head on top of the left one and staring at her with a large-eyed pleading look.
It was a look she had only seen used by one person before... on her commanding officer when he wanted to avoid paperwork.
She blushed and scratched the top of the dogs head. "I think you're definitely picking up bad habits from the office."
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Author's Indulgence
Wow.... This isn't at all what I intended to write for the second chapter. But sometimes scenes take on minds of their own, and demand more time than they're allotted. I suppose this is a bit more serious than the first chapter, but well, I have to fit the romance part in somewhere, eh? I also apologize for this being shorter than intended, hopefully the next one will be longer.
-Thanks to the creators and crew of the Full Metal Alchemist anime and manga.
-Thanks to my husband, Ryan, even though he stopped watching FMA after the first season, claiming it had "jumped the shark" and gotten too complicated. Don't worry, honey, I still love you. ^_^
-Thanks to my reviewers, I appreciate your comments and criticism.
-Thanks to "Galuxkitty" for her characterization needling that will result in me being nicer to Havoc and using him in a different way than I had originally intended.
-And thanks to you for reading.
Next chapter preview: The mission officially begins, but it soon becomes clear that Roy is up to something. Why is he talking with Havoc when they're supposed to be watching the second lieutenant in secret? Exactly what do the boys in the office do when Riza isn't around? And why does it involve a tape measure?