Title: Blonde Ruse
Rating: PG-13 as ever
language… and …eh call it blatant staring and the tiniest bit of
flirting
Warnings/ Pairing:
Yaoi/ royed crackfic brief mentions of roy/riza… but of course that
was Roy being completely stupid …:D
Summary: Roy always had
a thing for blondes… short blondes. Roy is caught staring at the
most unexpected person. Drabble
Disclaimer: I want to
say yamaguchi owns fma… yet I know that's totally wrong… but I
want to know where that name is from… yamaguchi… well neither
that person nor I owns fma so that's all you need to know.
Author's Note: who's
entering/thinking about entering fma's biggest fan contest? I
am:D I came up with another royed fic! waves gigantic royed banner
– wait too big ((falls over)) eh at least it was a pretty banner :D
no idea how this … eh… thing came about… it even had another
name before blonde ruse too… I was going to dub it 'the shrimp
with the flaxen hair' but then I was like… wow that's one of my
worst titles ever…. so I changed it to what we have here, actually
created a plot off the title, and even more amazing, finished it!
Blonde Ruse
Banquets were stupid. No, are stupid. They're a waste of time, pointless, and above all, have shitty food. Banquets are stupid. He'd just have to wait it out like all the other one's he was forced to attend. How Hughes put up with these Roy had no fucking idea… however the fact of him being on the banquet committee might've had something to do with it…
Only interesting thing to do during these were to browse. Yes browse, or in other words, check out as much people as possible, and considering how big of the military population were stationed at Central… their were quite a lot of women to browse.
He had given up on watching Riza after the last banquet. Considering that when she caught him staring a little ways down the table, and threatened him with her pistol… he tended to steer clear of her… most of the time… but just as long as he didn't get caught gawking, then he'd be safe…
He spotted her, a little ways down the table. Wearing the standard military uniform and everything… although every one had to at these events. Her hair seemed a little longer than usual and was fixed in a different way… but he liked it… and her uniform… it did seem to look better on her. You could see the makings of taunt muscle sculpted under skin rippling beneath the standard issue fabric.
The thought of a buff woman weight lifter should have scared him witless… however… the way his eyes could follow all the hard, sharp curves. He might've started to drool and Roy probably wouldn't have noticed. Taking it all in… it was the best the sharp shooter had ever looked.
In the back of his mind, it registered that the person of his attention had been talking to someone… and that someone had just singled him out by pointing behind the blonde's shoulder.
He wasn't even given time to at least pretend that he wasn't looking when the blonde's head turned.
" Ed!"
Obviously the person who the young alchemist had been talking to had fully explained what Roy had been doing behind his back.
Ed turned fully around in his chair, gave the Colonel a smirk and … winked… and turned back to talking.
Roy just sat there with his jaw dropped, that was until Havoc, who was sitting across from him kicked him under the table, saying to stop making it worse by blatantly gaping at the boy.
a/n: ok wrote this in … eh thirty some odd minutes.. and that just might be my new record for writing something! yay! Can you imagine Ed in a miliary uniform? ne? well niether can I but I had to make it believable so nah. Anything is nice, whether it be a review, critiques, or flames, don't really care as long as it's some type of feedback