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Chapter 1 ~How it all started~

"Party?" Colonel Roy Mustang asked disbelievingly.

"Yes sir, These are special invites from the Fuher himself." replied Warrant Officer Vato Falman, as he handed out the 'special invites' to the other personnel in the room - 1st Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye, Lieutenant Heymans Breda, Kain Fuery, and Jean Havoc - " It states ther at the bottom the time, which shall be 5 days from now, at Fuher Bradleys mansion, and that formal clothing is recommended, and you can bring one guest each."

"A party, eh? I KNOW EXACTLY WHO I'LL INVITE!!!! Why that cute florist Grace and I did go on a date just last week, and a splendid time we had to!" proclamed Mustang.

The males in the room nervously chuckled, and then began to ponder who they'll take with them.

'I did get dumped last week for canceling to many dates, so I can't ask Jane to come with me. God I have the worst luck with women' Havoc heaved a great sigh and looked around. HIds eyes travelled aimlessly around the room, over Roy, who was fantasizing about the party 'Already got huge plans he does', over Fuery, Breda, Falman, Hawkeye, Roy, 'Hold the phone!' "Hey Lt. Hawekeye, you planning on going with anyone, or planning on going with anyone in particular?" he inquired. Roy abruptly quit rambling, and started playing close attention, not wanting to miss Riza's reply.

"Me?. . .No I can't say I am . . .why?"

"Uh. well, how 'bout coming with me? As friends, I mean."

"Hm. . . Well I don't see why not, but, I haven't been to a party in a long time, let alone one were formal clothing is recommended. . . " She concluded/pondered.

Havoc's face was one of utter shock. Breda's, Falman's, and Fuery's too. Roy's face, however was an entirely different story. Well, not so different. His face protrayed shock, but also confusion, surprise, and other emotions so jumbled together, that you can't tell what's what.

"Hm?" Riza Hawkeye stared in confusion at the males faces "Is something wrong?"

"NO!" The males cried, too devensively.

"Well then, Colonel Mustang sir, you still have tons of paperwork to finish, and I don't want to come tomorrow and see it not done." Her usual monotone voice was back, and she started to pack her things.

"Are you leaving, Lt. Hawkeye?"Roy asked.

"Yes sir. My work is all completed. And I must go feed Hayate. Good night sir." She responded, and with that, she walked out the door.

A silence filled the room for thirty seconds. Then. . .

"10 bucks Havocs gonna get stood up!" cried Breda.

"Ha,20!" retaliated Fuery.

"I say no way!" countered Falman.

A bicker soon arose from the corner the three males occupied. The Colonel sghed and resumed his paperwork. Havoc, poor guy, was still in a daze at not being turned down. 'She said yes!' was the sole thought running through his gead.

Suddenly, the bickering had quieted down to mute whispers.

~The corner were the three military people were having mute conversations~

"Hey, how about we make this 'party', a bit more. . .how do we say. . . interesting?" Breda asked, slyly.

The other two, grinned evilly, quietly agreeing with Breda's thoughts. And, the three formulated a plan. . . for a two certian. . . couples to be. . .

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