Disclaimer: I. Do. Not. Own. Fullmetal. Alchemist.
The Masquerade Ball
Prologue
The day is Friday at 1200 hours on the dot. In one Flame Alchemist's office a lieutenant sits at her desk awaiting her commanding officer's return. Her other comrades had already come back from their lunch breaks, and today she risked letting the Colonel get his own lunch, meaning she had to take her break after his.
Riza looked up at the clock from her book. It now read 1215 hours. Mustang had left a half hour ago. 'If he doesn't come back within 15 minutes, I'm going to do something to him that his lady 'friends' won't like so much,' Riza thought angrily, glaring down at her growling stomach. After a short while Riza put her book away, put Hayate on his leash, told Havoc she was taking her lunch break and left.
Riza went into the mess hall and purchased her lunch, with a little extra for Black Hayate. Riza started toward her favorite lunch or book-reading spot, still on Head Quarters' grounds. As she approached her tree, she saw a military man's back, who looked strangely like her colonel. As she closed in she heard that he was talking to some female, she couldn't see.
"Colonel Mustang?" Riza questioned. Flame Alchemist Colonel Roy Mustang turned around and to his lieutenant's shock unveiled his companion...
