Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ The Life of a Military Dog ❯ An Awkward Situation ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: Hello, still got a bit of writer's block for my other fic, so might as well work on this one. I have no idea how this chapter will turn out, as always, so bear with me. No lemon or anything yet, but please be patient, it'll all happen in due time! Well, nothing left to do but read the fic, I'll try to make this chapter longer! ^-^;

 

Disclaimer: Still have my watermelons. Bought another today, so now I have 184, I think I'll name him Suki… oh yeah, still don't own FMA, but I'm working on it.

 

Riza left for the front desk, and, having turned in the reports, left for lunch. Walking towards the cafeteria, a little alarm went off in Riza's head, as she heard the oh too familiar voice of lieutenant Hueghs.

 

“I swear, she looks just like me! Isn't she just too beautiful to imagine, like an angel fallen from heaven?” Hueghs said in his obnoxious look-it's-a-picture-I've-shown-you-at-least-48-times-and-counting-how-about -another-look-voice. Dodging behind an open door, Riza barely managed to hide in time to avoid him as he walked down the halls pestering Lt. Havoc. Riza waited until it was safe to leave and continued with a quickened pace, making a mental note to ask the colonel to give Havoc a raise.

 

Walking into the cafeteria, Riza got in line, trying to decide what to eat. Picking up a bowl of soup, a sandwich, and a few other assorted items, Riza left to go sit down, and, noticing Hueghs having put away the picture of his daughter, decided that it was safe to sit next to him. “Did Roy ever finish those reports you gave him to do?” questioned Havoc as Riza sat down.

 

“In a manner of speaking. He just handed them off to Fullmetal,” Riza replied, taking a large bite of sandwich. “I swear, he's getting out of line. Must not be enough work, I'll have to get him some extra after lunch,” Riza said absentmindedly through mouthfuls of bread. “Wow, I'd sure hate to have you as a wife,” Havoc replied. “Oh shut up. First Roy, and now you? When will I ever get a break,” Riza sighed, moving onto her soup. “When hell freezes over, that's when,” Havoc replied, getting up and leaving to go back to the office, a smirk adorning his face as he walked away.

 

“Mustang seems to have really been bugging you lately, eh?” Hueghs said after a slight moment of silence. “Yeah, it's been more of a handful than usual keeping him in check lately. I swear, if you even try to reach for that pocket, I'll blow a hole in it,” retorted Riza threateningly as Hueghs had made a motion towards the pocket containing the picture of Elisia. “I'd better go get those extra papers to give him, this time I'll watch over his shoulder until he's finished every single one,” Riza said, getting up to leave and abandoning what was left of her lunch.

 

Walking back to the front desk, Riza got another armful of papers and began making her way back to Roy's office. Quickening her pace as she rounded the final bend, Riza's vision was obscured by the large stack of papers she was holding, and ran face first into Mustang as he opened the door. Falling over backwards, papers flew everywhere as Riza yelled, landing flat on her back with Mustang.

 

“Oh god, my back,” Riza said annoyed, as she lay there for a moment, eyes closed. Feeling a weight on her chest, Riza's eyes snapped open and took in the picture for a moment. Papers had fallen everywhere and were spread about the hall in every which way, and she had fallen on her back. Laying on her where he had fallen, Roy had opened up his eyes by this point, and was on top of her, one hand squeezing each breast. As if this wasn't enough, looking side to side, Riza noticed Havoc, Ed, and Hueghs all staring from the doorway, eyes wide and mouths slightly agape. Riza immediately jumped up, blushing furiously. Roy was quick to follow suit, but had to do a sort of tap dancing motion to avoid the random gunshots aimed at him.

 

Riza stood in silent anger and utter embarrassment for a moment, before uttering a quick “Have all of these done by the time I get back or you shall suffer the consequences,” and turning and walking as quickly and gracefully as she could away.

 

Finally making it to the girl's bathroom after several minuets frantic walking, Riza looked in the mirror a moment at her sweat stained face, before beginning to wash it off. Drying her face off, Riza's eyes watered as she stared into the mirror. She had worked hard all of her life to get to where she was now, but the limits of being a woman still held her back. What would everyone think? Would she still be able to restrain shooting Mustang after this incident? And lastly, Riza blushed an even deeper shade of violet at the thought, why had it felt good? She should be disgusted and furious, but those feelings were replaced by a want for more, and uncomfort at the thought.

 

Back in Mustang's office, everyone had lended in a helping hand to help Roy finish the massive pile of papers he had been assigned, all of them utter convinced that if he wasn't done, Riza would really kill him. “How'd they feel? Bet she wears a C-cup,” Havoc said slightly, looking up from the random paperwork. “Shut up and finish the work, my fuckin' life is on the line here!” yelled Mustang, thrown into somewhat of a panic by Riza's threat and the whole situation, though he had to admit it had felt good.

But this was not the time, he would laugh about it later, when he was sure he would live to see tomorrow.

 

A/N: I gotta stop here, I'm falling asleep. I'll write the next chapter soon, in the mean time, review if ya' like this story! ^.~ I need some R&R

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