-The Great Automobile Caper- Chapter One: First impressions count
Disclaimer: If I owned FMA, I sure as hell wouldn't write fanfiction about it... Plus, there'll be more RoyEd!!!
Full Summary:
It was going to be the easiest yet greatest heist Roy Mustang, sole owner of Mustang Motors, would ever perform. With the death of his number one rival, Hohenheim, the only thing that stands in Roy's way to finally own the multibillion cenz company was Hohenheim's son, Alphonse Elric. However, things seem to get thrown way out of his plan...
"Oh, I don't plan on taking the company. I'm going to study medicine instead."
Perfect. "That's such a pity, Al. Then maybe, possibly, I can take care of your business. I'm sure that the Elric Automobile Company will flourish under my-"
"Ah, that won't be necessary, Mr. Mustang. You see, my older brother's going to take full responsibility of the job."
What???!!! "I...didn't know you had an older bother, I meant, brother, Al..."
Damn!! Ah, who cares...I'm getting that company no matter what!!!!!!!
WARNINGS: Well, some minor language concerning Roy's 'driven' mind...some cheekiness here and there...Otherwise, no problem whatsoever!!!
REMINDERS: This fic is held in a completely different time from the anime and the movie. The world is...err...well, think of Amestris in the 'Golden Age', a time of great changes.
On with the fic!!!!!!!
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It was going to be the easiest victory Roy could ever achieve, not to mention the greatest ever.
The black-haired man glanced over at the funerary crowd, scanning for any possible 'threats' to his flawless plan. Most of the people there were Hohenheim's friends ofcourse, and none of them seemed to be in the automobile business...well, except him anyway.
Roy Mustang smirked to himself as he continued to look at the fairly large crowd. Ofcourse, no one should expect anything less for Hohenheim, the famous Alchemist of Light turned genius automobile creator.
In Amestris today, alchemy is slowly fading and technology is being regarded as the new way of living. Well, that is to be expected since countless wars have been caused by alchemy with all its 'ludicrous' principles, not to mention that fabled Philosopher's Stone which got so many people hurt and killed...
Well, let's just say the people have learned their lesson regarding alchemy...
Stifling another yawn, Roy decided to get into the crowd a bit more. After all, his main target was in there somewhere...
Ah, there he was!
Alphonse Elric stood before his father's freshly covered grave. His usually kind and smiling face was now formed into a sad one. His eyes were still a bit blotchy from crying so much a while ago.
Roy can't help but to smirk once again.
Taking the company from him is going to be easy as pie.
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A few days after the funeral, in Elric Estate...
Roy knew that Hohenheim's mansion was big, but not exactly this big.
He couldn't stop himself from gaping at the lush greenery and finely-kept garden, with its hedges shaped into all kinds of fancy things, like huge horses seemingly alive and neighing proudly (or angrily, in this case) at any visitor. Past the huge front garden with its mazes of hedges came the mansion itself. It was magnificent in all its white and gold splendor.
Roy was guided by a maid into the huge parlour, paintings of angels adorning the walls and the ceiling whereas two long expensive luxury couches lined either side. In the middle of the room stood a table made of the finest mahogany with ivory chairs. (A/N: ...Describing rich people's homes make me dizzy...)
"Please wait here sir. The young master will be with you in a few minutes."
Snapping out of his daze, the dashing raven-haired man nodded and gave one of his signature smiles to the maid, who in turn blushed furiously before bowing and walking off to find Alphonse.
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"Good afternoon, Mr. Mustang. Please, take a seat." the smiling face but, now, slightly less cheery tone of voice could belong to none other than Alphonse Elric, Hohenheim's son.
Roy smiled back and sat down on one of the Victorian-style ivory chairs. Soon, hot steaming tea in fragile glass teacups was set down before them, along with a small bowl of sugar cubes, a small container of cream, and a platter of assorted biscuits.
Al took his cup and took a small sip, before setting it back down on the equally fragile and expensive-looking tea saucer, "What did you want to talk to me about, Mr. Mustang?"
"Please, call me Roy..." another smile, "...And I'm here to talk about something important, Mr. Elric."
A serious aura filled the room as Roy paused to take a sip of his tea.
Al didn't like the atmosphere that descended upon the room but pressed on nonetheless, "What would you like to talk about, Mr. ...er...Roy?"
Roy took upon him an air of great significance, "I know that it's still too early to talk about this, especially since the death of your father was just a few days ago, but... I believe we should start talking about your family's business, the Elric Automobile Company's future..."
The ocher-haired boy blinked in succession, "Oh, about the company, you mean? I've actually considered leaving it and start studying medicine instead."
Perfect. "That's such a pity, Al. Then maybe..." Roy made a thoughtful face, "...Maybe I can take care of your company. After all, Hohenheim himself knows that I would take good, no, excellent care of the business. Goodness knows that you might have such a challenging time in running such a multibillion cenz company. If you agree, all will be a breeze for you. The company will flourish under my-"
Al cut Roy short in his ramblings, "Oh, that won't be necessary. My older brother's going to assume full responsibility of the company. But I do appreciate your concern, Roy-san."
What???!!! "I...didn't know you had an older bother, I mean, brother, Al... How come I've never...uh...seen him?"
Roy was beside himself in annoyance. He certainly didn't expect this to happen!! Who knew Hohenheim had another son??? And why on earth hadn't he seen him??
Well, it was still too early to panic. Who knows, maybe this older brother is just like Al, kind-hearted and easy to deceive... (A/N: oohh...bad Roy!!!)
The raven-haired man plastered another one of his 'charismatic' smiles (which can knock a woman unconscious) and asked ever so nicely, "Can I see him today or is he busy?"
The boy made a thoughtful face towards the huge glass window to his right, which showed the expanse of the beautiful garden, "Well...you never really know when he's busy or not..."
"Oh, you mean he's always busy. Talking with other potential business partners, I bet..." Roy leaned back a bit on the chair. Nothing like flattery to get you anywhere...Not that he knew this other kid, but flattery was a good way to start the deal.
Al smiled a bit now, uncertainty lacing his voice, "Uh, yeah...something like that-"
The great gold-lined double doors leading to the parlor opened with a loud 'bam'. Roy noticed Al flinching ever so slightly by the noise and looked over to the one who made it.
Making 'its' way towards them was a small kid with golden honey-spun hair, clad in a red cloak. However, the rest of the details seemed to be a bit blurry since the said kid was soaked and dripping in...mud.
"Al! The freakin' horse is broken again!!! And that was the third one this week!! I told you I can stand to walk to town but you just had to force me to learn horseback-riding and the horses just don't seem to like me-" the kid stopped his 'vindictive' stride to look at Roy, making the older raven-haired man realize that this kid had brilliant tawny-shaded eyes...just like the ones Hohenheim used to have...
Al turned to Roy, an apologetic smile on his face, "Roy-san, this is my older brother, Edward Elric. He'll be taking control of the company from now on."
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Me: Yay! Chapter one is done!!! Heheh, I just loooooove Ed-chan's entrance...It's sooo romantic...
Ed: (popping in) You were the one who made me walk in like that!!!!!! It was so...disgraceful!!! Agh, I might never show my face in public again!!!!!!... and don't call me Ed-chan.
Me: Why not? It's so cute...like you!
Ed: WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT HE HAS TO BE REFFERED TO IN THE GIRLISH TERM 'CUTE' SINCE 'HANDSOME' JUST DOESN'T FIT SOMEONE HIS SIZE???????!!!!!!!!
Me: Aw, you still say the cutest things...
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