Disclaimer: I will do this once and never again in this story: I do not own any of the canon characters. I just own the OC's and the idea.

Alright, this is the one-shot-collection which makes just sense if you read The Little Hawk. Maybe there will be a few chapters with missing scenes from The White King And His Black Queen but I will mark them.


The boy with the suitcase


Timeline: Start of Roy's apprenticeship under Riza's father

Characters: Roy Mustang, Charles Mayer, Riza Hawkeye, Helena 'Lynn' Hawkeye, Serena Hawkeye, Kay Hawkeye, one random side character, mentions of Martin Force, Master Berthold Hawkeye, Lady Reine Hawkeye and Elizabeth Grumman Hawkeye (deceased)


The eight year old boy called Roy Mustang walked down the dusty street of a little town while he searched for his future master's house. The town where he was now was called New Lanchester and many people were giving him strange looks as he walked down the street. Finally, he stopped as he reached a group of boy of his age. "Excuse me please but could you tell me where I can find the Hawkeye-mansion?" he asked.

One of the boys glared at him. "What do you want there?" he asked. "It's a bunch of freaks."

Another boy who had been passing by turned around. "You have no idea, Paul," the stranger hissed. He had short, dark brown hair and a pair of dark green eyes. His facial features were already sharp despite the fact that he was maybe nine years old. He wore a neat school uniform and to Roy he seemed like someone who could be an amazing friend.

"Charles Mayer," the boy called Paul said with a hint of jealousy.

Roy froze as he stared at the older boy. The Mayer-family was rich and very famous around the capital because they possessed many enterprises. To see the heir of everything walking around in a little town without any bodyguards or something was quite a sight.

"If you have any problem with me, Paul, state it now or leave me alone," Charles said.

"You will see what you get from siding with the freaks, Mayer!"

"Oh, they are now freaks," the heir smirked, "but in a few years they will be a bunch of really hot and attractive girls … and you will be one of those who will be on their knees to get them for a date while I will have better cards because I wasn't that dumb and judged them."

"I am sure that they will never be anything else than ugly," one of Paul's friends stated.

"Ever saw a picture of their mothers?" Charles asked, obviously annoyed. "If they get half as pretty as their mothers, they will be already gorgeous."

Roy looked at him. "Where can I find the Hawkeye-mansion?" he asked again.

"Oh, I can show you the way," Charles said as he extended his hand. "I am Charles."

"Roy," the black-haired boy replied as he shook the hand. "Roy Mustang."

"Master Hawkeye's new student, right?" the brown-haired boy grinned. "Nice to meet you."

"You know about me?" Roy asked.

"Of course – Master Hawkeye told Riza who told Serena who told Lynn who told Martin who told me and Kay," the other boy smirked. "Ah … I am sure that we all will be friends soon. You come from Central, so you will have to stay here, right? That will be amazing! Martin and I get a buddy! Finally we aren't alone with the girls."

"You are really easy-going, right?" Roy tilted his head a little bit.

"Kay calls it my instant-friendship-mode," the rich heir shrugged. "Well, buddy, we need to hurry up. I promised Lynn that I would stop by to help her with her training…"

They hurried down the street before they reached the outskirts of the town where the bigger houses were to see. And right in front of the prettiest one, they stopped. In the garden,Roysaw two golden-haired girls who were reading while a silver-haired girl sat on the tree while she had her eyes closed. Charles put his fingers into his mouth before he whistled. "Ladies, come over!" he shouted before he looked around. "Where is Kay? She should be here by now…"

"She's already upstairs to show dad her results," one of the golden-haired girls said. She got up from her place on the bench and straightened her skirt before she walked over. She looked at Roy who was amazed by the depth of her amber eyes. She crossed to him and extended her little hand. "You have to be the new student," she said kindly. "My name is Riza, I am his daughter."

The other golden-haired girl waved shyly. "I am Serena Hawkeye," she said. "Riza's cousin."

The girl on the tree jumped down and walked over. "I am Helena but if you ever call me that, I will personally kill you," she said calmly. "Call me Lynn like every other sane person."

The black-haired boy gulped. "I … I am Roy," he managed to say. "Roy Mustang."

"So … you are around Kay's age, right?" Lynn smiled at him. "Don't worry; she is nice."

"I can second that," the other girl – Riza – said with a little grin. "So … dad really decided to take an apprentice? That's something new…"

"Well, this one looks actually like he is interested in the power," Serena whispered.

"But still … Uncle B doesn't like to waste his time…" Lynn added.

"…and he gets angry whenever someone isn't serious…" her sister went on.

Riza sighed. "Stop it, twins," she said. "C'mon, Mr Mustang, my father is upstairs."

They took the stairs and a red-haired girl left a room as they passed by. "Hey there," she chuckled as she held out her hand. "You have to be the new guy, right? It's nice to meet you. My name is Kay; I am Riza's cousin. I hope we will be friends very soon."

"Nice to meet you," he said and shook her hand. "My name is Roy Mustang."

"You look nice," she said bluntly. "Well, Uncle B takes a nap. He said that we should eat without him. C'mon, Rize, let's go and show Roy his room before we eat … and later on, we work out, yes? I still owe you for beating me up last week!"

They were innocent. Maybe they could see that they would be friends soon. Maybe Kay who had always been blessed with the ability to predict what would happen soon even knew that they would form one of the most infamous groups in the area soon. Maybe Lynn knew that she could always relay on her friends. Maybe Serena who was calmer than anyone else saw that this new guy would bring more life to this place. Maybe Riza who had always had a wide sight even saw the man who Roy would be in a few years in his eyes.

But they were too naïve.

None of them had even a hint of an idea what they would see over the next few years. They had no idea that they would know what it felt like to be betrayed in less when ten years. They had no idea that they would experience the feeling of loss more than once. And maybe it was better like that since knowing too much would have just hurt them.