Riza Hawkeye runs through the open door way with her hand gun ready to fire. She is disobeying Mustang's orders,But she needs to know that he is O.K. Envy see's her go in from the shadows. Knowing his way around he goes in route and down another hallway. After turning down a couple of corridors Riza hears someone walking down and about to turn the corner. Unknowing who or what it maybe,she comes out with gun ready to fire. Mustang was ready to snap his fingers. Riza looks into Mustang deep dark eyes. She lowers her gun.

"Did you kill the homunculus?"

"No, he got away."Mustang says with a hint of rage. He looks her up and down. " You were suppose to stay behind."

Riza taken back by the comment, she decides to pay extra attention to Mustang's actions. " I figured you need back up."

"Stay close to me Riza. Who knows when Envy will come out."

Mustang takes the lead down the hallway, Riza follows behind. After a few moments Riza points her gun at the back of Mustang's head. Mustang stops when he feels the gun on him. He rises his hands up.

"Riza Hawkeye what is the meaning of this."

Riza smiles " Your not the Colonel."

"Crap." says Envy as he turns back to his normal trying to dodge Hawkeye's bullet. He is unsuccessful and his hit in the chest and falls.

"How did you know?"

"He never calls me Riza."

" I thought you two had that type of relationship."

Riza fires another bullet into Envy.

"What give you that idea?"

" I saw him kiss you!"

Riza unloads her round into Envy.

Five months earlier.

It is December, the afternoon snow as began to fall and the holiday spirit is in the air in Central. In Central military command, we see Lt. Riza Hawkeye going over the winter ball plains with Fuhrer King Bradley.

"Sir, the Armstrong's have accepted your request to hold the ball at there estate."

"Good." the Fuhrer takes a sip of his tea.

"They have agreed to the date for the ball as well, December 20th."

"Excellent, only two weeks away."

Riza Hawkeye takes the papers from the desk and puts them under her arm.

"Sir. With your permission I will take the plains down to human resources."

An idea crept into the Fuhrer's mind as he puts his cup down.

"Not so fast Lieutenant. Take a note."

Riza does as she ordered ,putting the papers down and grabbing a pen.

"Ready sir." Riza says coldly.

"Whats wrong Lieutenant? Don't like taking orders from a homunculus?" says King Bradley with a smirk.

Riza sighs. "No, sir."

"Well than, take this down. This year winter ball dress will be civilian formal dress."

Riza slips from military protocol. "But sir, the tradition as always been military formal dress."

Fuhrer King Bradley gets up from his chair."You dare to question your Fuhrer, let alone your commanding officer?"

Riza snaps into attention and salutes. " My apologies sir. I was outline, I will accept any punishment you see fit."

"At ease Lieutenant."

Riza finish taking the note about the winter ball. The Fuhrer walks over to the window and watch the gentle fall of the snow outside. Riza organizes the papers and gets them ready.

"Lieutenant, how come I have never see you attend the past winter ball since your arrival to Central?"

ask the Fuhrer with his back turned to her.

"Sir?"

He turns to face her. " I have decided on your punishment for insubordination. You will be part of my entourage for the ball."

As protocol for such an invitation. Riza Hawkeye snaps into attention and salutes the Fuhrer.

"Sir. I will be honored to be in your company at the winter ball." Riza lowers her salute feeling defeated.

"Excellent, also I will have Colonel Mustang escort you in as well. I will extend an invite for him to be in my entourage. Once you have dropped those off to human resources, extend my invite to Colonel Mustang. Make sure he accepts."

Riza salutes and leaves the office. The Fuhrer is in his office alone, looking out the window and gazing at the snow flakes. The bookcase slides open like a door and out comes Envy looking confused.

Wrath, your letting those two be together at a party? Have you gotten soft?"

King Bradley laughs at Envy's non-exist ability to see the opportunity.

"Envy have wonder how close Mustang and Hawkeye really are?"

Envy stairs at him as if he as two heads."Has your mind gone old! Everyone knows there close friends."

" I mean more than friends."

Envy eyes widen at once he realizes Wrath's plain. Wrath nods his head yes. Envy smiles.

" What do you think I should wear to the ball?"