Hey guys! Here is a new year's fic for you! Its full of awesome pairings! Royai, my first attempt at EdWin, HavocxRebecca, and a dash of Parental RoyxEd for you! Hope you enjoy it and that it gives you something to smile about as school starts once again.
Oh and to those of you waiting for A Trip to the Zoo...ya I'm a horrible updater, it will be up eventually though, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting
Disclaimer: Ya...still don't own it
Oh, also, I used a line once to change the time, but for the most part they are used to change the point of view because their are a lot of characters in this fic.
"Come on Fullmetal let's go!"
Colonel Roy Mustang stood in the doorway of his youngest subordinate's house, trying to get him out the door so they wouldn't be late for the New Year's party hosted by the military.
"Calm down Colonel Bastard! I'll be there in a sec!" came the shout from the alchemist's bedroom.
Mustang had gone to work as usual that day, but left early in order to go home and get ready for the party and then pick up Fullmetal on his way back to Central. It wasn't his idea to give the pipsqueak a ride, he would have rather been at the party already; however, someone had to make sure that the Fullmetal Alchemist didn't show up to the event in his usual black leather pants, tall boots, and flaming red coat. Mustang was there to make sure that he looked at least a little nice. Said officer was dressed in black slacks and a white dress shirt, a black tie was tied around his neck, his coat folded neatly on his arm.
After many minutes of waiting, Mustang's patience for the boy gave out. He walked up to the closed door and gave it three hard knocks.
"Fullmetal open this door or I'm coming in." he warned, not wanting to be any later than they already were.
He reached his hand out for the door's handle, but it was pulled from his grip as Edward opened the door from the inside. The oldest Elric took a step back, looking pitiful. He had managed to put on slacks and a dress shirt, and his coat was lying on the bed, but his red tie was in knots at his neck from the alchemist's vain attempts to correctly tie it.
"I—I need help" he said, looking ashamed of himself.
Mustang looked at him hard before sighing, giving the boy a slight smile. He couldn't be too hard on him, after all this was his first dressy event, and he never had someone to teach him how these things were done.
'I guess there are some times when I have to be the father figure for him'
Mustang approached the boy and knelt on one knee, tugging the knots free from the tie. That done he re-tied the fabric in the correct way, under Edward's watchful eyes. He pulled it tight and stood up ruffling the boy's hair.
"Come on Ed, let's go"
Ed, still embarrassed, didn't say anything, but followed the man out of the room and to the front door. Not liking the unusually sentimental atmosphere, Ed decided to turn it around.
"Jeez Colonel Bastard, way to make us late! The party started 10 minutes ago!" he yelled, slamming the door behind them and running to the car.
"Shut the hell up Fullmetal and get in the car!" Roy responded.
The pair pulled the car up to the front of the building and stepped out.
"Welcome sirs" said the valet, accepting the keys from Mustang.
"I hate being called sir" mumbled Ed to himself.
"Me too" said Mustang, earning a strange look from Edward.
"What?" questioned the flame alchemist, a little freaked out by Ed's disbelieving look.
"Are you serious?"
"Completely! I'm way too young to be called sir!"
Edward took in the man and his dead serious, almost insulted expression and burst out laughing. Mustang glared at the boy for a moment before joining in with a chuckle and an award winning smile.
'What is with us tonight? We are acting really strange.' Mustang noticed, 'It's just going to be one of those nights.' He said as the doorman opened the entrance to Central for them.
"Alright, now to just find Hawkeye and Ms. Rockbell"
"Ms. Rockbell-Winry's here?" asked Ed looking shocked.
"I thought you might enjoy her company, so I took it upon myself to invite her. She's around here somewhere..."
"Tch do you think she got all fancy? I don't even think she owns a dress" Ed said. Mustang was amused to notice a light blush dusting his cheeks.
"Hawkeye was supposed to take care of that…but anyways you'd be surprised..." Mustang turned as if something had caught his eye, "I always am."
Edward, who hadn't really been listening, noticed a change in Mustangs tone. The last few words were whispered, as if in awe.
"Okay…creepy" commented the boy glancing at the man.
But Mustang wasn't listening. His gaze was caught somewhere else. Edward followed his line of sight and felt his own mouth drop open at the sight.
Riza Hawkeye was wearing a blue floor length dress that, although conservative, extenuated her curves. She, Havoc, and Rebecca were talking to a younger girl dressed in a sparkly silver dress, her hair let down from its usual ponytail. Winry was telling a story animatedly, her listeners laughing at her words.
Of course Roy's eyes were immediately caught by the sight of his lieutenant; he always knew she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, but it seemed like her military uniform was constantly trying to hide that fact. Now, with her soft blond hair falling free and her auburn eyes smiling Mustang was entranced by her beauty.
A similar problem was happening to Edward. His eyes took in the group of people. It was the first time he had seen Hawkeye in anything other than a military uniform and the sight explained Mustang's actions. Havoc looked nice in a suit of his own and Ed swore he was standing just a bit too close to Rebecca Catalina. Lastly his eyes fell on the last member of the circle and it took Ed a minute to recognize her. Her eyes lighting up with her story, an excited smile on her face and in a dress, Winry was more beautiful than Ed had ever seen her, though he would never admit that to anyone.
Havoc was the first to notice the two guys staring with their mouths open. With a smirk he pointed this out to Rebecca who laughed at the site.
"When do you think they will man up and confess already?" Havoc laughed and shook his head at how ridiculous they looked.
"Who knows, but it better be soon cause they're acting like idiots!"
At the end of Winry's story about her eventful journey to Central, Rebecca nudged Hawkeye and whispered into her ear.
"Look who's arrived! And by the looks of it you caught him completely by surprise this time." She said with a wink and a knowing smile.
Riza turned to see who Rebecca was referring to, although she was pretty sure she already knew. Her eyes, like they always do, went immediately to Mustang's whose eyes were in a daze. She pushed down the blush threatening to come upon her cheeks and gave Mustang a smile.
Fancy events like this were held a couple times a year and though she usually attended, she normally didn't put too much effort into her appearance. This time, however, she tried a little harder because she knew Winry, like her, wasn't much into dresses, and that she would need a good example. Apparently Mustang had noticed the shift in her appearance.
Mustang locked his eyes with hers, gazing into their depths from across the room. He knew he should probably do sometime because he didn't think he had moved since her first saw her, but he couldn't get himself out of this trance. Finally Hawkeye's smile brought him back to his senses. He flashed one in return, a real smile instead of his customary smirk. He would never smirk at her.
Winry, noticing the three military officers looking another direction, followed the gaze of Hawkeye and was not all that shocked to see her staring at none other than Colonel Roy Mustang. When Winry had first met Hawkeye, she had said that she joined the military because there was someone she needed to protect. It did not take her that long to figure out that it was Mustang, and over the years Winry had noticed a connection between them, a bond that could not be broken. It amazed her and she could not help but wonder if everyone had this bond with someone, but she had never seen it between any others. She then came to wonder how it was that they were not yet together, there had to be some reason unknown to her, for she could see in the way they looked at each other, the selfless love that existed there.
Looking down from Mustang Winry caught sight of someone substantially shorter and very familiar. She tried not to blush at the thought of how handsome Ed looked in his dress clothes; she also tried to ignore the blank stare he was giving her. Flashing him a smile she ran over to him and gave him a hug, loving the feeling of being close to him.
Ed barely had time to process Winry's smile and the fact that she was coming towards him fast when she wrapped her arms around his neck. Once this sunk in, he hastily returned the hug, his face heating up much to the amusement of Mustang. Ed gave him a scowl as he reluctantly let go of Winry.
Hawkeye, Havoc, and Rebecca made their way over to the others, Havoc and Rebecca gossiping to each other, Hawkeye pretending she couldn't hear them. Right as they reached the group a loud dinging noise was heard. Gaining everyone's attention, the Fuhrer set down the glass and spoon and addressed the crowd.
"Good evening everyone, and welcome to the annual New Year's Ball. Thank you all for coming and I hope you enjoy yourselves. There is food and drink on the tables to my left, feel free to help yourself. The dance floor is open to everyone and as a special treat; I will ignore any usually unauthorized fraternization for the customary 'kiss at midnight'!" Several cheers went up from the crowd. "That's pretty much it; it is currently 10 pm so enjoy yourselves!" The Fuhrer finished and then returned to his wife as the music began to play.
"Oh that's just great!" Rebecca said to Riza, "now everyone's going to get their special 'kiss at midnight' except for me! God, and I was really hoping Central would have some good guys!" Hawkeye chuckled at her exasperated friend.
"You're over reacting Becca, Central has tons of great guys and I'm pretty sure you've already found one. I wouldn't be surprised if he gave you that kiss at midnight" Rebecca gave her a questioning gaze.
"I have a guy?" she asked, surprised. "Who? How can I have a guy and not know it!"
"Apparently because you are incredibly oblivious. It's pretty obvious to everyone else."
"Who is it!"
"I'm not telling, but you're a smart girl. I'm sure you can figure it out in time." Hawkeye said with a smirk, earning herself a glare.
"Just because you already have a perfect guy, doesn't mean you can torture me about mine!" said a semi-frustrated Rebecca, storming off to complain to Havoc.
Hawkeye laughed at how oblivious she was, watching her go complain about her love life to the very person that holds her affection.
"Wait! What perfect guy?" Hawkeye shouted as Rebecca's statement finally sunk in, but even as she said it she knew who Rebecca was referring to. And even if he wasn't close to perfect, Hawkeye still knew that she was right.
"Talking about me behind my back again Riza?"
Said officer jumped as she turned to face her so called 'perfect guy' internally laughing at how right his statement was.
"Of course not sir" she replied, watching Mustang's shoulders droop at the title. "Rebecca is just searching for her perfect guy, but she doesn't realize she already has one."
"Havoc really does seem to like her doesn't he?" Of course Mustang knew just who she was thinking of
"Ya, but unfortunately, Rebecca is too oblivious to notice and Havoc is too much of a wimp to make a move."
"What do you say we change that?" Mustang said with a sly wink. "Ready to begin operation make Rebecca Catalina see the light and Havoc grow a pair?"
Hawkeye smiled at his childishness, but put her hand on his outstretched one anyways.
"Break!" Mustang shouted, turning swiftly and marching over to Rebecca.
'Great he left Havoc to me' she sighed, walking over to the food table that he and Breda were currently raiding.
Not a great ending, I just wanted to get something up there, when I finish I will probably just make it one large chapter.
Review if you wanna, I love them!
~bearhead