Title: Not The Average Playboy
Author: Yumari

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They said he was Casanova.

That he was a skirt-chaser, a lady-killer... A playboy. But he was none of that, really. Roy Mustang is a woman-lover, certainly, but he was no playboy. Was it his fault that he was grown to be such a charming young man? (Okay, scratch the 'young' there. He was 29; he certainly is not getting any younger.)

He sighed as he passed by yet another group of officers who were talking about his "latest escapade". Should they have been under his direct command, something could have been immediately done with them. Just a little snap of his fingers - wait, that's too harsh - just a single bullet from the First Lieutenant's gun would send the morons running for their ... His train of thoughts paused there as he considered which was harsher, his flame or the First Lieutenant's bullets? The young colonel raised an eyebrow at the thought.

Ah, never mind.

The idiots. They're probably just jealous that I get to use the private line to talk with girls. Not that there was ever a multitude of them.

If they only knew.

So thus he continued walking towards his office, where, he could tell, a large pile of documents were already waiting for him. He sighed again. They were slave drivers, all of them. Especially Hawkeye. Sometimes he wondered why he ever let himself be... bullied to work by someone whose rank is lower than his, and a woman at that.

Roy smirked. Today he was feeling lucky, though. Hawkeye is having her "day-off", so there's no one to point a gun at his head just to get him to work. He'd work on the documents before she comes back, but at the moment, he has one important phone call to make.

"Hello, Elizabeth?" His lips curved into that all-too-familiar mischievous smile as the name rolled of his tongue.

He heard collective groans from the desks across his.

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Author's Notes: There's a bit of a spoiler here, but if you've already gotten to that part of the manga, then I bet that you'll get the (implied) pairing. But anyway… How was it?

Disclaimer: Hagane no Renkinjutsushi © Hiromu Arakawa-sensei and BONES.