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WORDCOUNT: 204
RATING: PG-13.
SUMMARY: First of TWELVE FICLETS. hunger: The Meeting
A.N.: Written to the prompts from 12_fics (LJ Comm).
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Written for cornerofmadness, at the Christmas Requests.


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01/12 - hunger
by Leni


They are introduced in a superior's office. The General speaks highly of her, but Roy studies her almost hungrily. The arch of her eyebrows, the shape of her neck as it peeks between the collar of her uniform. She eyes him with distrust, and he knows she's already heard the tales about him.

Even taking the gloves out of the account, Colonel Roy Mustang is a legend in Central. Idly, he wonders which one she fears most; that he'll come for her or that she won't resist. There is a reason why no woman stays long under his command.

Neither, he finds out that same day.

They are walking back to his office, and as soon as they enter the empty hallway that will lead to the door, he barely has the time to whirl around and create a spark when Hawkeye has returned her gun to its holster.

The tip of his right ear burns. The bullet traveled that close to the skin.

"That was the warning," she says.

He debates for a second whether he'll make her face a court martial or burn her on the spot.

Neither, he discovers as she walks past him and dutifully starts arranging the paperwork on his desk.


cont. 02/12 addiction

30/12/08