Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Love Bet ❯ The Dilema ( Prologue )

Hey there! I know I know, I shouldn't really be writing this until I'm done with my other fic, but I just had to post it. This is my first ever FMA fic. Since there doesn't seem to be so many Scieszka/Havoc ficcys I thought that I'd make one. So...here goes.

 

 

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA…so sad.

 

 

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In the middle of all the books stood one lone figure, a woman of only 21 years. She had frizzy brow-reddish hair with light brown-green eyes that you could barley tell she had for she wore thick black rimed glasses; she also had a lot of freckles. She wore a light green turtle neck and a pair of faded blue jeans that where both loose. Her name was Scieszka. She was the biggest bookworm around; she was a human database; whatever she read she remembered word for word. “Oh my god! There's a smudge on one of the pages! I can't give this book out anymore, I guess I'll have to keep it now,” she said.

 

 

 

“One little measly smudge isn't enough for it to be unreadable Scieszka,” scolded the librarian.

 

 

 

“Oh! Librarian-san, I didn't see you,” she said. `Darn I was caught! Oh…but I want this book so bad, why wasn't she here when I came in anyways?' “Librarian-san where were you earlier?” she asked.

 

 

 

“I was out for lunch,” she answered, “Why aren't you out doing the same?”

 

 

 

“Oh well, I just wanted to go through all of the new books that just come in; because I had put in an order for some books that I had wanted to read as well as the ones you told me to ordered,” she answered.

 

 

 

“Uh huh…Is that right? Well, you'd better get your books and leave because I plan on closing the library now. I have places to be.”

 

 

 

“What! You don't have to do that, I can stay and take care of things,” she said looking at the librarian pleadingly.

 

 

 

“NO! I'm not going to be held responsible for you not paying attention when someone comes in here asking for something classified, and you giving it to them just because they asked for it, even if they can't have it because they are not of the military or aren't high enough in rank to borrow them!”

 

 

 

“But-”

 

 

 

“No buts about it young lady!” she screamed in her face, and with that she practically kicked her out onto the hallway, books and all.

 

 

 

“Oomph! Oh no my books!” she cried hurriedly picking up her precious books, “Jeez what a mean old lady. She didn't have to push me out,” she grumbled. Then she continued down the hallway until she bumped into Fuery.

 

 

“Agh! Not again!” she cried gathering her books yet again.

 

 

“Oh, I'm sorry! Here let me help you,” he said bending down to help her pick her books up, “Here you go,” he said handing her her books.

 

 

“Ano…thank you…Mister…?”

 

 

“Call me Fuery,” he offered.

 

 

“Oh, okay. Wait aren't you with Colonel Roy Mustang's unite?” she asked.

 

 

“Yes I am,” he answered.

 

 

“I thought you seemed familiar,” she commented.

 

 

“Haha…you too, aren't you that girl that Lieutenant Major Hughes hired to rewrite some file that had been burned in that one library?” he asked.

 

 

“Yes, by the way my name is Scieszka,” she replied.

 

 

“Nice to finally be able to talk to you,” he said.

 

 

“You too,” she said, “But I'd better get going home, these books are getting heavier, and I heard it's gonna rain so…I'd really like to get home before then,” she added.

 

 

“Oh well it's my lunch break so why don't you come with me and I'll give you a ride home?” he offered.

 

 

“Ano…” `It would be nice to have someone to talk to other than the lunch lady, even if she is nice…I really don't want to walk all the way home in the rain, besides my books would get ruined' “Well…okay, I'll go with you,” she decided.

 

 

“Alright. Here why don't I help you with those,” he said taking more than half of the books that she was carrying, “Are these all yours?” he asked.

 

 

“Yes they are.”

 

 

“And you actually read all of these?”

 

 

“Yes.”

 

 

“Wow, those are a lot of books,” he said looking at her in awe.

 

 

“A lot? No…these are only a few of the many books that I'm reading, the rest are at home,” she said. He just gawked at her, “What? Is there something on my face or what?”

 

 

“N-no it's just…never mind, let's go to the cafeteria,” he said a slight pink tingeing his cheeks. He then lead her to where he usually at his lunch; a table near the window in the corner.

 

 

“Hey Fuery! Over here!” shouted Kimblee.

 

 

“Hey who's that?” asked Breda.

 

 

“Is it your girlfriend?” asked Kimblee wiggling him eyebrows.

 

 

“Actually we're just friends,” answered Scieszka for him seeing as he just stood there looking shocked.

 

 

“Oh,” was all they said.

 

 

“Well this is Scieszka,” said Fuery finally snapping out of his stupor and remembering his manners.

 

 

“Hey,” they said, “ Why don't you sit down,” suggested Farman.

 

 

“Ano…hello, thank you,” she replied shyly as she took a seat next to Fuery.

 

 

“So Fuery, have you seen Havoc around?” asked Farman.

 

 

“Ano…actually I thought I'd seen him sulking in the men's restroom,” he told them.

 

 

“Oh do you mean second in command lieutenant Jean Havoc?” asked Scieszka.

 

 

“H-how do you know him?” asked Kimblee looking at her surprised.

 

 

“Oh well I read a file on each and every one of Lieutenant Colonel Mustang's team,” she said.

 

 

“Oh,” was all that they could say.

 

 

“Well she does read a lot of military files for me,” said Hughes who had just come up to the table where they were sitting.

 

 

“Oh! Lieutenant Major Hughes,” cried Scieszka, “How are you, sir?”

 

 

“Oh I'm fine thank you,” he responded smiling at them, “Have I shown you this picture of my beautiful little girl and wife?” he asked wiping out said picture with shining eyes and and goofy grin on his face.

 

 

“Oh no,” they all grumbled.

 

 

“What are you all doing here?” asked Lieutenant Hawkeye looking at them suspiciously.

 

 

“Yes, what are you all up to?” questioned Mustang.

 

 

“Nothing,” they said.

 

 

“Were is Havoc?” Mustang asked.

 

 

“He's coming, sir,” said Hawkeye. Then they all look toward where she was looking; and indeed, he was heading their way. He was in his uniform with his usually auburn hair was a mess and the cigarette that he was smoking was hanging from his mouth. He slowly made his way toward them, slouching and just looking downright miserable.

 

 

“What's wrong with you?” asked Mustang.

 

 

“Hm,” Havoc said.

 

 

“Are you all right?” asked Scieszka, “You don't look very well. Maybe you should go home?”

 

 

“Hm.”

 

 

“Yes I think that she's right, he's useless as he is now,” said Hawkeye.

 

 

“Hm.”

 

“I don't think that he'll be okay walking home all alone,” said Hawkeye.

 

“Yes, I'll take him home,” said Fuery.

 

 

“I'll go with you to take care of him,” suggested Scieszka.

 

 

“Okay,” replied Fuery.

 

 

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A.N. Hey ppl hope you liked it. And I think that Mya will be in this ficcy as well. Well tell me what ya think.

 

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