Warnings: Erm…I know a lot about medical stuff, so it maybe a little graphic on some points……or should I say dry?…Also I don't own I only enjoy the pleasure of writing stories about FMA….Enjoy part two!
Part 2: Hospital
The beeping of a heart monitor keeps the steady beat of the critical conditioned boy in the hospital bed. The noises from machines used to keep him alive click and buzz keeping a strict tab on his vitals; also with the quiet drip of an intravenous (IV) and a blood transfusion. During the surgery doctors found more problems then just a few cuts, bruises and a broken bone here or there. The boy was suffering from a minor concussion, eternal bruises, maybe bleeding (1) and…..an fairly deep vampire bite on his neck over his heart. At this point the rate of his chest falls stated clearly he could not breathe without aid.
A soldier was posted outside the room to make sure no one entered or left the room without being detected. As Colonel Mustang showed up the soldier stepped aside for the man to enter the room, a quick salute and the door was opened for him and then closed after he entered the room. Before him, the Colonel took the scene in: a heart monitor, an IV drip, a blood drip to replace much of the previously lost blood, maybe even a catheter seeing as he was suffering a slight comma and finally all the bandages that covered his body.
A sigh left the young Colonel's lips as he took a seat next to the bed and watch the sleeping boy. His mind taking the time to go over all the details of the mission he allowed his youngest soldier on. Knowing all to well the boys fate was in his hands and he knowingly allowed the boy out on his own. The price was now staring him back in the face, the doctors said his chances of recovery were average, but the main problem was the bite that adorned his neck. Given by the right vampire the out come would be problematic. Slowly as he sat there the past from only a few hours prior ran through his mind.
flashback
"Colonel!" was heard ringing through the halls of the head quarters of the hunters. As hurried feet rushed to a door that was quickly kicked open. A crack was heard as it hit the wall on the other side. Leaving a dent or two from the impact force, the door handle was engraved into the wall. As stomping feet made their way to the sold dark wood desk that was in the back of the room,
"What's this I hear of a sighting, a mission and above all keeping it hush-hush so I won't find out!?" the youngest soldier the military had ever seen yelled as his hands slammed down on the desk in front of him. The colonel on the other hand briefly glanced to him from behind his paper work then back ignoring the boy. Growling again the boy stomped his foot almost like a child would.
"Colonel, Answer me damn it!" He shouted puffing slightly crossing his arms over his chest his glare intensifying. Sighing lightly the colonel placed the papers he was reviewing down on the desk, "Alright Fullmetal what is it want this time?" He asked completely ignoring all the information the boy had already said.
Glaring at the older man he answered holding his temper, "What is with the withholding of information from me?" He watched his commander closely as the man sighed moving to get up from his desk file in hand, "Its too dangerous this time Fullmetal and as far as Hawkeye is concerned we do not need to repeat what happened with the other two from the elite seven." He glanced at him then moved walking to stand by his desk, "So you are to retire for the remainder of the evening in your soldier's quarters."
"W-what?!" the boy yelled, "No! I'm not just going to sit back and watch you all have the fun. What is it? You only need me when you need someone to be bait!?" He glared turning quickly storming off to the door of the room, "I will not be subjected to staying here in the rooms you can check in on." He looked over his shoulder at his commander, "Colonel Mustang, I'm off to study." He opened the door slamming it behind him.
Rolling his eyes at the youth, Roy turned back to his paper work as Hawkeye came into the room a amused smile on her face, "I'm guessing Edward didn't enjoy his orders, sir?" she walked over to him more paper work in hand, "Here you go the latest reports on attacks." She handed the papers over to him. Groaning he took them from her, "It isn't enough that we got ride of two of the sin elite, but the remaining seem to be striking out more then normal." He opened the files to glance them over.
"Along with the newest rate of changes too, Sir. It seems they want to keep us busy." She nodded to him. Looking up to her a bemused smile crossed his face, "Oh really? It wasn't enough that about seven years ago Edward was left on the military door steps. And the fact I was the one suckered into taking care of him." He groaned lightly, "And now he's the Fullmetal hunter, who is the biggest pain in the ass to have to take care of…..No the vamps have to go so far as to in the last year and half after the death of two of their elites they go on a maddening changeling fest." He slumped into his desk chair.
Hawkeye laughed lightly at her commanders troubles, "Ah lets not forget he did disown you as his guardian and takes care of himself now, or how about Edward making a vow to kill his father for ruining his happy life with his friends and family?" Mustang groaned lightly, "Don't remind, you acted like a mother and I was forced to be Daddy." He sighed looking to her, "He said he was off to study….guess that means his own private mission he's been doing lately." He turned back to his papers pausing briefly, "Lieutenant get me the information on that mission Fullmetal's been working on." He ordered Hawkeye. Saluting she left to retrieve the information that was needed.
end flashback
Moving to sit in the chair at the bedside Mustang sighed resting heavily. "I should have stopped him from leaving." He mumbled to himself as the door opened again, reviling Hawkeye in the doorway, "Sir, the orders have been completed Fullmetal's things have been moved." She finished her sentence to pause standing next to the bed, taking in a good look at the boy's condition, "Sir, its no one's fault, we all know how prideful Edward can be…..Perhaps that's what blinded him from seeing the trap."
Shoyo: OMG I did it! I finished another chapter and I have one reviewer! Thanks for reading UchihaUzumaki baby.
(1)- Eternal bleeding and bruises from what I do know can be healed depending on how bad it really is.
