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Disclaimer: Gwenivere Bradley is mine. All Fullmetal Alchemist characters aren't.
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It was 8:30 at night in Central and the usually quiet Mustang Estate was filled with screams of a young woman and the Colonel himself. They had just come back from dinner early and it seemed to have gone all wrong. They had been fighting for half an hour and it had very little hope of ending well.
"If you really like all those women so much why don't you go and propose to them!" she screamed. Her platinum blonde hair that was tide up in intricate design now hung down her back that was uncovered by the haltered black dress she wore.
"I never said I liked them, Gwen. Where the hell did you get that idea?" he yelled back. His suit coat had been taken off the moment they'd entered the house and he now wore his dress shirt untucked.
"I'm not stupid Roy. We were there, what, ten minutes, and your eyes were all over her. I could talk all night and you wouldn't even notice I was there. Why do I even bother? I'm obviously not enough for you right?" Her ruby red eyes began to fill with tears as she stared back at Roy. She backed towards the door with her coat in hand, fists clenching.
"If it's so hard for you then why are you still here?" Roy shouted back, jaw clenched and with his hands in fists as well.
"Fine." She turned to leave.
"Gwen wait!" Roy said grabbing her arm but she pulled her arm away and kept going opening the door and stepping though the threshold.
"I'll be a little late for work tomorrow." With that, she closed the door.
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Tears blurred her sight as Gwenivere Bradley made her way somewhere she hadn't remembered planning to go. The estate where the diseased Fuhrer Bradley's wife stayed wasn't far but she couldn't go there. Her adoptive family had been through enough in the past couple of years. The man who took her in had done so only as tool incase his plan had somehow gone wrong. The little boy who had been like a brother to her was killed by the man who treated her like his daughter, Fuhrer Bradley. She had no way to comfort the women who treated her like family. Mrs. Bradley. Her head filled with thoughts of Ishval and her real family, who had treated her like dirt.
"I guess this is what my life was meant to be like." Gwenivere looked up to see that she was in front of Riza Hawkeye's house. Suddenly, the only thought left was getting there. She walked up the steps and ran the door bell. She didn't care what she looked like. She didn't remember when it had begun to rain but she heard Riza say something about being soaked when she answered the door. After a shower, Riza sat with her in her guest room and listened to her until she fell asleep.
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Riza Hawkeye sat in her living room comfy and content to spend a night to herself at home. She had had enough of the busy running around of work and wanted to spend a peaceful night watching a movie. Just as she was about to sit down with pop corn her doorbell rang. She hadn't expected any one to stop by but she was even more shocked to find Gwenivere Bradley at her doorstep crying and drenched from head to toe. She quickly ushered the girl in and helped get swarm and dry. She then brought her to her guest room to lie down. Gwen was in no condition to go home. Every time Riza moved Gwen clung to her for dear life.
"What happened?" Riza asked gently. She looked down into Gwen's eyes and found a lost stare unfocused on anything in that room.
"I'm such an idiot. I thought he'd only have eyes for me. How selfish can I be" she whispered.
"What do mean? Roy is head over heals for you, Gwen. Everyone can see it." Gwen turned over, facing the wall as Riza started to stroke her hair to calm her.
"I just don't know what to do anymore. How much more can I take? Riza, I feel like anymore of this and there won't even be pieces let this time."
Riza watched over Gwen remembering all that had gone wrong in the poor girl's life. It had started with her being shunned by her people because she could use alchemy. The Ishvallans saw her as strange so they stayed away from her. Then the war hit and she was forced to fight for her life with both Ishvallan and military seeing her as the enemy. Fuhrer Bradley took her in finding her abilities remarkable and a victim of the war not involved. Just when it was all suppose to have been over the war with the homunculi began and Gwen lost what she had left of a family. Riza saw her as a sister now that they had been close friends for the past few years. It hurt her to see the girl in so much pain. Turned out the lights and left the sleeping girl hoping to be able to get this mess solved the next day.
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Roy sat in his office dong paper work for once. The whole department was on edge since it seemed their colonel was on a rampage. Not a soldier could be found taking a break anywhere and Riza Hawkeye had had about enough of it. She stormed into the office and closed and locked the door.
"We need to talk. I don't appreciate sitting down for a movie to find my best friend in hysterics on my door step. What the hell did you do to her?" Riza walked up to the colonel's desk and stood before a brooding Roy Mustang.
"Hawkeye, don't you have work to do?" He snapped.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't direct your anger at me. I didn't send you fiancé away. You did. The whole office is in a state of panic waiting for a bomb to go off thanks to the way you've been acting and Gwen has left for Resembool to spend time with the Rockbells for the weekend." Riza stood analyzing Roy. On the outside, most would see nothing but a cold stare but she knew better. In all the years that she had known him, Riza had learned to tell the difference. He was a wreck inside and this time, there was no running away or burying it beneath work. "Talk to me."
"It wasn't what she thought it was. I wasn't staring at any of those women I swear." Roy put down his pen and stacked the paperwork he'd just finished. He leaned back into his chair with a deep exhale.
"Then what the hell were you doing?" Riza moved back to sit and listen to her friend tell his side of the story."
"Jewelry." Riza stared at Roy in complete shock.
"That's it?" she was completely taken aback with his answer. In all the years that she'd known him, she had never known Roy to pass up an opportunity to look at beautiful women. That was a constant argument starter for him and the girl she had grown to consider her sister.
"I haven't seen her in months. She's been on mission after mission and I wanted to get her something special so I was taking in account what the majority of women in town seemed to have already. Then she got ticked and said she wanted to leave"
"You didn't look at one single other woman in that place" Riza looked a little skeptic. I wasn't that she didn't believe him about the jewelry but she knew he had a tendency to wander.
"Okay I waved at someone a few tables away but that was it." Roy stood up and looked out the window.
"Roy, you do realize what you've made her think right? You idiot." Riza had learned to expect stupidity from Roy. "You're going to have to fix this and soon."
"I know. I just haven't brought myself to face her." Roy turned from the window and stared back at Riza. "How is she?"
"Not much better than last night. She just found a way to keep inside. I'll be going back to work now." Riza turned and walked to the door and opened it.
"Riza" She stopped and turned her to the side to show she was listening. "Thank you." She nodded her head and continued out.
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Clouds remained in the sky, pouring buckets of water over Amestris. The cold air began to cause the rain to free over power lines. Merciless winds blew around making it hard for anyone to travel and with all the rain coming down a flood warning went out to the towns and cities that everyone should remain inside. The military assembled at Headquarters in case any civilians needed assistance and Roy Mustang sat in his office knowing that Gwen was somewhere in the storm that he couldn't reach her.