I decided to write a second chapter to this fan fic. I was really iffy about continuing this, but I came over my fears and wrote some more.
Here is Chapter 2! ^3^
Central Command Center
746 Hours
74 Degrees Indoors
Why do I have to be such an idiot!?
I lay my face on my desk, wondering if she will come in today. The cool surface calms me down a little, but my chest still aches for her presence. Will she forgive me? Will she want to be transferred to a different sector?
"Hey, Chief?"
Havoc calls out to me from his desk. I move my head up a little to look at him eye to eye.
"What is it, Havoc?"
"Where's Hawkeye? She's usually here before any of us..."
I look over at Breda, Falman, and Fury; I can tell by the looks on their faces that they were wondering the same thing.
"How should I know?"
"You were with her last night, weren't you?"
"How do you know about that!?"
Havoc points to Fury, who is trying to hide behind his radio that he's been trying to fix for days. I can feel my cheeks warming up.
"Never know when to keep your mouth shut, do you Fury?"
I can't blame him for not saying anything. Officers are not allowed to have relationships with other officers. Something like that would spread like wild fire. Speaking of which... "Who else have you told, Fury?" I ask him, trying to keep my voice calm. "No one else, just Havoc..." I look over at Havoc, who has a worried look on his face. "Did you tell anyone?" He begins to scratch his head. Oh no... "Well, I might have told Ross about it... "WHAT!?" I exclaim."Why should it matter? Sure she's a woman, but that doesn't mean-"
"DO YOU KNOW WHO HER COMMANDING OFFICER IS!?"
"Uh..."
"It's Armst-"
Before I could finish my sentence, my office door swings open, revealing a teary eyed Armstrong in the doorway. I could feel sweat coming down my forehead. Oh why, out of many other chances, did he decide to show up now!?
He begins run towards me with outstretched arms. No, no, no! Why can't move! I got to get away! To late to run now, Armstrong pulls me over from across my desk, making my paperwork fall, and begins to hug me with his inhuman strength, making it difficult to breathe.
"OH MUSTANG! YOU ARE SO WONDERFUL ASKING RIZA TO GO ON A DATE WITH YOU! HOW ROMANTIC! HOW WAS IT?! TELL ME!"
"I-I can't... If I can-n't breathe..." I try to say, but I can't take in enough air to tell him in a normal speaking level. I look over at my doorway and see Ross and Brosh, who try not to be seen by me. I try to take in small breaths, but even that is hard for me to do. My vision starts to focus in and out.
"Major! You're suffocating him!"
That voice, she did come after all...
Armstrong drops me on the floor, thinking I could stand on my own, but I could feel my conscience slipping away.
The last thing I can make out is Riza running towards me with sunglasses over her eyes. She came... She came...
Central Command Center
750 Hours
73 Degrees Indoors
I hear voices over by my entrance way of my office. I feel the material that I'm laying on. They must of put me on the sofa. I open my right eye slightly to see whats going on. Riza is talking to Armstrong. I listen in closely to their conversation.
"So how did the date go, if you don't mind me asking?"
"It was OK, a little awkward at first, but I started to open up a little more, maybe because of the alcohol." Riza started to giggle with Armstrong. She didn't seem to be shy about anything during our date. Well, I am her Commanding Officer after all, anyone would feel that way. Riza waves Armstrong goodbye and closes the door. I shut my eye again and even out my breathing to make it seem that I'm still sleeping. I can hear her slightly heavy footsteps walk towards my direction. A chair is pulled up next to me and she sits on it. Her hand brushes my bangs out of my face. I can feel her lean over and kiss me one my forehead. I'm not she if she can see me blushing, but I'm pretty sure that I am. She presses her forehead against mine.
I hear her whisper, "I enjoyed spending last night with you, Roy. I wonder if you love me the way I love you... Oh who am I kidding why would you like a tomboyish girl like me?"
I love you, Riza. I love you...
She sits up in her chair. I start to open my eyes slowly, making it seem that I'm barely waking up.
"Sir, How do feel?" she asks me, concern in her voice.
"I'm fine. I want to ask you the some question." I sit start to sit up slowly, my wrist still sore from falling on it. Riza helps me sit up.
"I'm fine, thank you, Sir."
"That's a relief. I thought you weren't going to come in today..."
"A little headache doesn't stop me. If I weren't here, you would slack off on your paperwork."
She's probably right. I probably won't be here at the rank without her.
I'm not really sure if I'm going to continue this, still pretty iffy about it...
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