Chess moves

Summary: the king thinks he's finished and won the game. But his Queen waits impatiently behind him.

A/N: DISCLAIMER- I don't own fullmetal alchemist and any of its characters.

"Mustang! My boy, you've done a wonderful job. Do you have any next moves in mind?" Fuhrer Grumman said, patting said man on the shoulder good-naturedly as his inauguration ball went on.

Roy simply shrugged, "I guess the game is finished already. I can't think of any other things that I need to plan next."

Hawkeye, who was standing behind him the whole while, had been tapping her foot restlessly for a while now, arms crossed; though Mustang had a feeling her unease had something to do with their topic. He looked at her.

Frustrated, she side-stepped him, "Excuse me, chess master, but I believe it's my turn to move." She pulled him by the collar and kissed a startled Roy.

A/N: I think it's a nice one-shot all on its own. But what do you say I add another chapter? Please review!

~TaisaXChui~