T'day With Black Hayate
Listen young lady, we have nothing to do with the military. Please leave.
Riza looked down at the small old woman with kind eyes. She wasn't sure what the military has done to make her hate them. For a few seconds Hawkeye wondered what she was doing in Resembool to begin with, let alone at the door of the Rockbell residence.
Is Edward or Alphonse Elric here at the moment? Riza asked in the nicest way she could, but not too nice to sound unprofessional. Before Pinako was able to tell Riza off, Winry's dog walked up to Riza and sniffed at the sleeping Hayate in her hands. Then he barked happily and jumped around like most dogs do.
What's the matter, Den? Winry asked as she walked out of her work room to view the commotion. Her blonde hair was slightly sooted, even though she wore her red bandana. She wore the full work clothes set, with the black top and baggy bottoms.
Oh hello Winry Rockbell. Is Edward here? Riza smiled brightly at Winry, yet Winry gave her a distant look.
...Oh, that's Roy's assistant, First Lieutenant Hawkeye. I wonder why she's here. thought Winry to herself. She snapped out of her daze and smiled back. Come on in! Winry invited.
But she's with the military! What if they are after Edward-It's ok! Pinako, why do you hate the Military so much! Winry indignantly interrupted Pinako. Ed is part of the military too, and you don't hate him, right?. Pinako became silent, and even blushed a little. She left the doorway to take a seat at the table nearby.
I'm not sure we fully met. I am first Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye. She put the sleeping Hayate on the ground. And this is Black Hayate, my dog. Riza walked up to the table and dropped a bag on top of it. She then sat down next to Pinako.
Well hello First Lieutenant! Ed and Al aren't here, they haven't visited in a while...you know how busy those boys are. Well I need to get back to work, but make yourself at home! Winry turned around and walked away. She held back tears to the fact that Ed and Al haven't so much as written a letter to her in months. But before she could get back to her workstation, small drops fell on the floor. No one noticed.
Any word from Edward Elric these days? Riza turned to face Pinako. Still uncertain about Riza, Pinako answered carefully.
As of yet we haven't heard a word from those boys. Pinako looked down at the wooden table. Her round glasses glared softly. Riza began to feel pity for the Rockbell's. She had never had anyone close to her risk their lives before.
Don't worry about Edward Elric. He wasn't dubbed the Full Metal Alchemist for a reason. He has plenty of help when he is working on Military cases. Besides, his luck has pulled him through a battle many a time! But when Riza looked toward Pinako, she had a somber expression. Hawkeye knew how she must feel. Riza had a special tender spot for the pint-sized alchemist and his little brother too. Even though it was indirect, she felt like a sister to them. But when she realized that her last statement merely made Pinako feel worse, she had to ask: Y-you guys really worry about Edward...
Pinako got up slowly. She walked over to Black Hayate, who was now awake and inspecting something on the floor. He started licking the floor near Winry's workstation. Little did Riza know that he was moping up the tears that Winry had left.
Pinako ordered to Hawkeye. They both cracked open the door to Winry's room. They saw her sitting on a stool, bawling her eyes out. The scene almost brought Riza herself to tears. But they stayed quiet, and listened to what Winry was saying to herself.
Edward, you jerk...why do you have to be so ruthless? ...just one letter, or a call. Just so we could know that you are ok... Riza looked down at the ground. Her mind was blank; she couldn't think of a thing to say to herself. Just when Hawkeye couldn't take the crying, she heard Winry say, Edward...how can you not tell that I love you...I love you...Ed...We worry about him every day. Pinako said as they both backed away from the door. Riza made her way to the front door.
Thank you for letting me into your home. In the bag on the table is a gift for Winry. Please make sure she gets it. Let's go, Hayate. Once again Hayate made a swift escape out of the door before it closed on him.
Hey Hayate. Don't ever leave me, ok? Riza was on the verge of tears, wiping them away with her uniform sleeve.
Hayate circled Riza and barked again.
Back in the Rockbell residence, Pinako carried the bag to Winry's door and knocked on it. When Winry came to answer the door, her face was red and her eyes still teary, but Pinako pretended to ignore it. She handed the bag over to the young mechanic. Winry put the bag next to the newest automail arm she was working on for Ed.
Silently she took a medium-sized box out of the bag. It was wrapped in red paper and read To Winry' on the front. She stopped crying when she realized that it was Ed's handwriting. When she opened it she was able to finally cheer up.
It was a statue, obviously transmuted from steel. It pictured Ed and Winry when they were kids, hugging. Inscribed on the side it read, From Al and I, with love. We miss you! Winry wiped a tear from her cheek and smiled. .
Meanwhile at the Hawkeye Residence
...And last but definitely not least; when I become Fuerer, all female agents will be required to wear...tiny miniskirts! Roy's face was red from talking too much. He collapsed onto the couch next to Havoc, whom of which was spouting random praises about Roy's future rule like he always did during his, When I become Fuerer! speech.
Ah Roy, we heard that same speech like, a million times! Breda, who had came under the invitation of Havoc, was now ridiculing Mustang's speech. He just came from HQ with no work to do. He was still wearing his uniform, and was the only one in the room not in a great mood.
But it never gets old! Roy will be Fuerer someday, and I will be working with beautiful skirted women! Havoc exclaimed crazily at the top of his lungs. He looked around quickly. Kain was fast asleep, and Breda was entertaining himself by shuffling the playing cards.
Hey, I bet the Commander would make that order just to see the First Lieutenant in a skirt! Breda looked towards Mustang. He gave no reply, so Breda took it as a well-placed comment, so he continued. Hey Commander, what's up with you and Hawkeye anyway? She is just about the only person allowed to talk back to you without consequence!
Mustang was silent, but Havoc caught on.
Yeah commander, do you have a thing for Hawkeye?. Mustang gave Havoc a glare, then sighed. He was too much of a man to be embarrassed by child's scoffs.
Of course Havoc! Yet another woman that eludes your grasp! Havoc as crush once again. But not defeated!
Then of course you will ask her out! In front of us, right? Havoc smiled as Mustang froze. He had no choice.
Sure, why not! When she gets back, those will be the first words out of my mouth! Mustang felt good about himself. For some reason though, a small stab of anxiety rose in his heart. Am I...scared to ask a girl out on a date? Mustang thought to himself. Nah, of course not! After all, its just Hawkeye Mustang reassured himself as he laid back and stared at the ceiling.
END
AN: Finally, a large enough chapter! I'm glad all of you like my story! Thank you all for the reviews! Keep them coming, I'm really enjoying them.
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