Roy Mustang sat hidden in a fortress of unfinished reports. He swirled around in his chair, stareing blankly at the rain outside.
The only sounds to be heard were the heavy rain drops beating on the window,and his bored fingers rapping on the desk.
'Damn that Fullmetal' he thought, 'He's so small but makes such big messes.Luckily I get to clean them up.'
He was thinking about the latest town the Elric brothers had nearly destroyed.
He slightly opened one of the folders, only to slam it shut with a loud 'Bang!'.
"2,000cens for rebuilding costs!" He choked, "Oh i'm dead".
He gritted his teeth and clentched his fist ready to snap. Without moving he watched the doorknob to his office turn, and open.
First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye stepped in swiftly,followed by her dog, Black Hayate.
"Sir!" she greeted, snapping into a sharp salute.
Black stopped at her feet, and sat.
Loosing grip of reality for a moment he let himself think about how Hawkeye had turned that pup into a true dog of the military.
She stood there unmoving waiting for her colonel to adress her. While his first lieutenant was standing there his mind started to wander.
He sat studdying Riza.
'It's Hawkeye' he thought correcting himself, 'First lieutenant Hawkeye.'
It wasn't proper for him to reffer to her, by first name. Starting at her head, colonel Mustang worked his way down.
As always nothing about her was out of place.
Her golden,brown hair was placed neatly into a bun without a single stray hair in sight.
Her uniform was a cut similar to his, a top and pants with golden band circling her shoulders, it was also made of the same blue material.
The boots on her feet her shinned so perfectly that they acted as mirrors.
And as always, the black and white blimp of a pup, Black Hayate was next to her feet.
Roy noticing he was stareing turned his chair to the window.
"Sir?" Hawkeye repeated, pulling her hand away from her eyebrow.
A good twenty seconds of silence passed before colonel Mustang heard Hawkeye taking steps closer to his desk.
As he heard her begin to speak he still sat turned away from her.
"Give me some" she said very commandingly. "Huh...what?" Mustang was quite out of it.
Finishing his responce he muttered, "Hand what lieutenant?".
He turned back towards Hawkeye, not expecting to see her outstretched hand in his face. Slowly his eyes grew larger, and he pulled his head back to clear his vision a little.
Sighing she answered, "Some of your paperwork sir. You have yet to lay pen to paper for hours. At this rate you will never be able to leave work early like you had expressed this morning."
Seeing the colonel had no intention on speaking to her, or handing her some folders she reached for them.
"Here" Mustang mummbled, "Thanks lieutenant".
His hand being quicker than her beat it to the pile.
He was now holding 5-6 folders in her face.
"No thank you's needed" Riza replied, she turned starting to walk away. "I'd just hate to see that lovely Ms. Kris eating dinner all alone at that fancy resturant."she said in a mocking tone, "Because YOU were stuck here working overtime." She turned her head away from Roy, hiding the beginnings of a grin.
Riza found it interesting to keep up with his love life.
"Is it that much fun to toture me like that?" Mustang asked.
Sitting in her regular seat, closest to his desk she replied, "Don't drop it until you have tried it sir".
Riza tried her best to raise the colonel's spirits whenever he appeared as though he needed it. "
'Ever since Maes' death' she thought, "A part of him seems to have died as well..."
She cut out of her thoughts, slipping back into the flow of life.
She set the folders on the table in front of her, and let some excess air escape her lips. Slowly she fished for a pen in her bag, pulling a black ball-point pen out she went to work. The first paper she picked up was asking for the colonel's approvel of "Wallpaper colors?" she said aloud.
Looking at her Mustang chuckled, "Still trying to get me to sign for that 'salmon' color crap huh?".
Riza's eyes were showing a slightly confused expression. Putting both feet onto the desk Roy leaned back n his chair. Then, ruffling his already messy hair, explained.
"See the little cadets, and other grunts like them downstairs, are suckups, and unloyal." Riza cut in,"A little brutal with the insults, don't you think?".
He shrugged to show he had heard her,"In my opinion they seem to be missing 1,2, oh 300 brain cells" he was counting on his fingers as he said this. " 'What do you want me to do Mr. Flame Alchemist?', 'How can I buddy up to you today colonel?'" he mocked them, "They have been breathing down my neck about little things like this for months. Still haven't replied.".
Picking up her pen Riza asked,"Should I give them answer this time then?"
At once Mustang sat up, "Of course not. Let 'em worry" he ended with a cold grin.
Putting ball to paper Riza began to write,"You shouldn't treat your followers like this. You will need all the support you can get." she adviced.
He waved his hand to dismiss what she had just said.
Casting her glance downwards, she picked up writting back to the cadets in the office.
For a few moments Roy stared at Riza, trying to put off doing his reports.
When she did not reply, he too set to work.
He really wasn't reading what any of the papers had written on them, but signed one after another.
Holding his face in his hand he looked up, staring out of bordom.
"There" here heard Hawkeye say, "I told them you would much prefer a soft green, with dark mohogany pannaling halfway down the walls." Riza informed Roy,"I thought it would be better then salmon" her eyes questioned him.
"Much" he replied simply.
As the clock on the wall chimed to the hour nine, Riza checked the colonel's schedual in front of her,"Doesn't Fullmetal have a meeting with you in...well thirty minutes ago?".
Rubbing his temples he replied,"Yes, and he's as late as ever." a slight frown on his face.
Standing he walked slowly to Riza, pulling his gloves off along the way.
"Here i'll trade you" he said waving the gloves.
"Trade what sir?" she was still working on a report.
Reaching for her free hand he said,"Gloves".
He stuffed them into the center of her plam, and closed her fingers around them.
"I wouldn't want a deep fried Fullmetal to leave my office" he explained, jerking his thumb towards the stack of folders on his desk.
Riza thought he was going to laugh, but never found out.
Just as he had finished his sentence there came a blinding flash of lightining, and a loud 'CRASH!' of thunder.
The lights went out,leaving the two officers in total darkness.
A low growl came from the colonel's mouth,"Lieutenant"
Riza knew exactly what he ment,"Yes colonel".
Sorry for the little 'mix up' before I updated this chapter I had been showing you guys my rough draft copy X.X Anyway keep RXR-ing!