A/N: This is my first FMA fanfic, so any OOCness is down to lack of experience. This will be a series of yaoi oneshots most of which will be Roy/Havoc but there might be some other pairings as well.
Disclaimer: I don't own it, never have, never will. Sue me and you will be sorely disappointed.
Lighter
The lieutenant stood calmly at the window and watched the solitary figure walking towards the headquarters with a small smile on his face. He absentmindedly took out his cigarette pack, plucking one out and rolling it between his fingers for a moment before putting it in his mouth and patting his uniform to find his lighter, all without taking his eyes from the uniformed man, who had reached the doors to the building and disappeared inside.
The lieutenant moved away from the window, still searching for his missing lighter. He swore under his breath and moved to begin searching the room. Behind him the door opened but he paid no attention, ignoring the sound of sharp footsteps on the floor. He continued his search, the cigarette still hanging between his lips. For a few minutes there was silence punctuated only by the lieutenant's muttered curses, and then there was a soft click and the cigarette was lit.
The lieutenant looked up at the figure behind the desk, noticing the man's carefully blank expression and the gloved fingers still raised.
"Uh…thanks, Colonel," the lieutenant said and turned to back out of the room, sensing his superior officer was in a bad mood. As his hand touched the handle a voice called him back.
"Lieutenant Havoc."
Jean Havoc looked over his shoulder to see a familiar smirk on the Flame Alchemist's face. Roy Mustang put one gloved hand into his pocket and pulled something out, throwing it to Havoc. The lieutenant caught it and found himself looking at his lighter. He returned his gaze to the colonel and found his lover was still smirking.
"Next time, Lieutenant, don't leave it in my bedroom.
A/N: Reviews are highly welcome! I'll probably have the next one up in a few days.
