Disclaimer: I don't own FMA. If I did I don't think people would be very happy with me 'cause I'd probably kill off Ed and Al and have it be more about the military bows head in shame yeah I'm mean...
Chapter 1: Rain, Rain Go Away
Riza Hawkeye merely sighed as she stared outside the hotel room window. The rain had finally stopped. She had been cooped up in the town for 6 days already and her mission hadn't been complete. Word had gotten to Eastern Headquarters that the infamous Scar was wandering about this town on the outskirts of Amestris in a town not too far from Risembool, and it was Roy and Riza's assignment to capture the criminal named Scar. So far there had been no luck in finding him, but the reason was quite pathetic. Once it started to rain fairly hard, Riza's superior officer would freak out and run back to the hotel room. Every time Riza would only follow him silently; even though she was laughing hysterically on the inside. The famous war hero, Roy Mustang, runs away from a bit of rain.
It wasn't his entire fault though for running. Roy, known as the Flame Alchemist, can create an explosion with the snap of his fingers. The trick of his alchemy is the spark that comes from the ignition cloth gloves that he has. All he needs to do is snap and then transmute the air to direct where the flames will go and how concentrated the explosion should be. Although such power comes from a single snap, get the gloves wet and that power is gone.
All great powers have great downfalls is what Riza always believed. Of course in alchemic terms they may call it equivalent exchange. In return of getting such great potential, that potential can be taken away easily. She too has a great downfall and she knows that. What was always caught in her mind was did he know? Rain helps cause both her power and her downfall. When it rains Roy depends on Riza to protect him and so he keeps close, making her feel as if she has a purpose in his life. Unfortunately, because Mustang stays so close is the reason she hates the rain. To be loyal to a man with great intentions is her power, but to be in love with that very man and not being allowed to love him was her downfall. Heck she didn't even know if he even loved her back. Why should he? He has gone out with every pretty girl in East City and can have any one of them. Why would he want to go out with his subordinate who forces him to finish his work every day?
She shook the notion out of her head. Riza may hate herself for being so reckless about letting her feelings be so loose, but she could never hate Roy. Chaing the subject, Riza thought about the task at hand, Maybe Mustang and I will actually find Scar and finish this wild goose hunt. Riza gave a small smile as the sun started to make the morning dew shimmer in the fields of the country side. Roy'll be happy that the rain has finally stopped at least. Oh this place reminds me so much of home! I never thought I would miss the landscapes this much though. I wonder if the fields' grasses are just as comfortable as the ones back home...
Waking up from her day dream, Riza switched back to military mode. She made him some breakfast and walked over to the bed where he lay, curled up in a little ball beneath the sheets. She crouched down and pecked a kiss on top of his head. "Good morning sleepy head. Your breakfast is ready." She smirked as the little mass of black and white fur jumped out of his dream to eat his breakfast. "When you're done Buraha I need you to go and wake up the Colonel. Just scratch at his door a bit and he should be up and about."
One yip was all she needed for her to leave Black Hayate with his mission and for Riza to get into her 'civilian' clothing. When she put on her blouse, it was so light that Riza felt as if she was revealing herself, and so she put on a jacket to make her feel a bit better. She wore her military outfit so much, her normal clothes felt so strange against her skin, but she needed to wear it. The town they were in was a very small town and so far away from the main cities, the military almost never came around, and having military personnel suddenly come into the town and walk about could potentially cause the town to uproar in a panic and that is the last thing Riza would want to do. By the time she finished getting dressed, brushing her hair, and completing all her other daily routines, Riza could hear Hayate, whimpering, as he dragged himself into the room. He had failed his little mission. She only gave a little chuckle as she picked up her very depressed puppy and stroked his fur, "Don't worry about it Hayate. I'll go fetch him. He's not very much of a morning person."
"Sir…sir! It's 8:30 sir and the rain is gone so we can have a thorough search for Scar today."
Roy heard a stressed sigh before opening his eyes slightly. In his presence he saw a blond woman in a dark grey skirt down to the knee wearing a black blouse and a beige jacket over the blouse. Even though there was no bedazzle and the outfit was just plain, the woman was stunning…that is until Roy had opened his eyes a bit more and realized the woman as his First Lieutenant Hawkeye. He sat up, struggling a bit, "Nngh…Hawkeye-" he clutched his head in pain but continued on what he was saying, "How'd you get into my apartment?"
By this time Riza had noticed the half empty bottle of scotch on the nightstand. He drank himself to sleep? I wonder why… "Sir we're at a hotel in a town on the boundary of Amestris in search of the criminal, Scar. I'm sorry for intruding without asking but I'm only in your hotel room only because Black Hayate was not able to wake you up."
Roy sighed in agony. Even her melodious voice was ramming against his head. Damn hangovers… "Alright well do you think you can handle it on your own Lieutenant? I can just barely see straight and I don't think I want to try and go searching for a man that could potentially kill me." He watched her salute to his request and take leave from the room. Once she left, he fell back against the pillow. Maybe I can actually get some sleep and those damn dreams won't haunt me…
Knowing the Colonel, Riza only saluted, took the bottle of scotch, and locked the door behind her. She stared at the amber liquid and sighed. I wish Roy would talk to me instead of drowning himself to sleep. I may be hard on him at work, but it's only 'cause I want him to get to the top and change this country to a better place. Her footsteps echoed down the hall as she stepped out of the building for the last time.
A/N: Please give me a reveiw if you have the time. It doesn't even have to be positive and it doesn't have to be big either. I've got Chapter 2 all written up but I wanna know what you think first. Sorry there's no real action. There will be a tid bit in Ch. 2 and a lot in Ch. 3 (If I actually have time to write it T-T)
