Winter Sonata
Chapter one
"Junsho," Hawkeye spoke with a stack of papers in her arms, "Please read and sign these." The papers were dropped on Mustang's desk with a thump, and he groaned. 'When would the paperwork end?', he grabbed a handful of papers and started to read them. He half wished Fullmetal, who had disappeared a year ago, would come in so he could yell at him. Funny how life grants our wishes in time.
The next day was one of Hawkeye's rare days off. It felt nice, doing paperwork without someone breathing down your neck. Mustang still wished that Fullmetal would come in so he could yell at him.
It was then that the earthquake struck, and he dove under his desk while the room was shaking. He popped his head when it was over, only to have a chunk of the ceiling fall dangerously close to his head.
About an hour after Mustang had sent his subordinates out to the city to see how they fared, did they enter the office. They told Mustang about the damages in the city. Buildings had collapsed, many had died. It that one person's body that they could not find that shook him to the core.
Mustang woke up to Black Hayate licking his face and barking. He looked around the room. The earthquake had happened five years ago, no trace of her had been found, nothing had been heard of her ever since. Roy Mustang in five years time had risen from Brigadier General to the top of the military, the status of President. He was thirty-eight now, an occasional strand of white could be found in his black hair. His eyes, once dark and hard, had softened throughout the years.
Roy shook his head, Hawkeye's body had never been found, he and his subordinates still mourned over her. She was the one who made sure all the paperwork had been done, even if it was at gunpoint. She helped him not the stray off the path that led him to where he was now, heck, she was practically his bodyguard, constantly keeping watch. Yep, she lived up to her name, Hawkeye.
The clock read 5:30, 30 more minutes till his alarm would ring. Roy got up and stretched, then bent down to pet Black Hayate. Black Hayate, wasn't that the name of a military plane? Well, he wasn't the one that had named him, she had.
A woman had stepped off the train at Central. Part of her shoulder length blond hair was tied back. Behind her glasses were amber eyes, and two children were holding her hands. Her name was Melissa Hawkeye. The two kids, twins, were the children of her deceased sister. She had died four years earlier, and now they were moving to Central.
Melissa, or more commonly referred to as the shortened version of her middle name, Lizabeth, as most of her friends called her, was hoping to find a job. Until now, the trio had lived off the money her sister had left them. Once depleted, she decided to sell the house and move into an apartment. Besides, in a city this big, there had to be job opportunities.
"Mother", The twins never called Lizabeth 'Aunt', but they did call her Mother. They referred to their real mother as mom, or mommy. "Where are we going?" The older twin, Leslie, Lee, asked her. Her brother, Royal, or Roy, nodded his head in agreement.
"We're going home." They walked up to the apartment complex.
"Can we play on the playground?" The kids pointed to the play area in front of the building. There were other children playing with their mothers standing watch. Deeming it safe, she said yes, and went into the apartment that would now be their home. Luckily, Lizabeth had come a week earlier to get the place ready, it seemed too troublesome, trying to unpack boxes with five year olds underfoot.
Spaghetti seemed good that night. Her eyes felt like they were throbbing, she wrote is off as reading the miniscule print in the classified section in the newspaper. But nonetheless, Lizabeth made a mental note of seeing the optometrist for a check up. While stirring the sauce, she reflected over her life. She had knocked her head on a rock in the river during the earthquake, causing her to lose some of her memory and that had been the beginning of her eye problems. She remembered her childhood and parts of her teenage life, but after that, only fragments and voices would come to her. The red sauce started to boil, Lizabeth started to dish out dinner on plates. Once done, she stepped out on the balcony to call the twins in for dinner.
"Lee", she yelled out, and even louder, "Roy! Dinner time!"
Roy Mustang was deep in thought when a voice broke through, "Roy! Dinner time!" Roy looked around, seeing no one, he sighed. He could have sworn that he heard Hawkeye's voice telling him to eat dinner. He sighed again, and his eyes were dark, "Riza Hawkeye, why are you coming back to haunt me?" Still, he walked to the kitchen and started to eat.
Second Chapter will be up as soon as I can type it... Story based off the drama Winter Sonata,it was really good.
Edited June 5th 2005
Edited December 24, 2006