A/N: So, I did upload the continuation of the first chapter (titled "Love Stoned") but I wasn't all too happy with the way it turned out. So, I'm going to edit it, and for now, a short bit of Kimblee's "furlough", or when soldiers leave the barracks for a vacation of sorts. Sometimes they meet girls. hmmm...

Also, thanks to the two people that reviewed. And that one person who added this to a favorite stories list. You're half the reason I pulled "Love Stoned"-couldn't be putting out crap, now could I? Anyway, lets check in on everyones favorite psychopath and his new squeeze.

Furlough

He pressed against her and kissed her. She complied, soft and malleable. She actually trusted him? What a twat.

"I love you"

…What?

"Did you hear me?" her fingers dug into him, "I…I love you."

He stood there dumbly for a minute, and realized she was waiting for a response.

"Oh...uh, me too babe."

Her face wavered for a minute, before she broke into a watery smile.

"You're so funny with your words, so cute…"

Cute? Was she stupid?

Kimblee brought his hands together behind her back, making a soft clapping sound.

"Let me show you just how much I love ya."

He gripped her shoulders and rammed his mouth into hers. He snaked out his tongue and kissed in what he thought was a more or less passionate manner. Hey, he was only doing what he had seen in porno's, or what Mustang did when he thought no one was watching. He guessed it must have been working; she was writhing and mewling like a kitten.

Gross.

He tightened his grip, and she gasped. He wondered if it was from the kiss or the fact he was changing her chemical components. Either way, it was a pretty sound.

She started to shake, and Kimblee knew that it wasn't from romantic fervor. He leapt back, eager to see his fireworks.

She stumbled, making a weird "uh uh uh" sound. He hunkered down, watching her with a feral interest.

She didn't disappoint.

The explosion was enough to bring down some buildings in the area. Kimblee laughed raucously, practically hooting into the fractured peace of the desert.

"That, babe…"

He chuckled and brushed a stray hair from his eyes.

"…is how much I love ya.