AN: Updating will slow down to either once a week or once every few days, that way my grammar won't look as piss poor as Roy writing left-handed.

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The next morning, Roy was back at Hawkeye's door, wearing a suit this time. Half an hour till noon. He knocked on her door for the second time in the past twenty-four hours. It didn't take her long to answer the door this time.

Hawkeye was all dressed up and ready to go. "Sir, have you come to give me a ride there?"

Roy tried his hardest not to openly stare at her. "... yeah."

She stepped into the hall and closed her door. "Good. Let's go then." Hawkeye headed off to the stairs that'd take them down to the lobby.

Roy followed behind her so that he could stare as openly as he wanted, all the way to the car, where Breda and Fuery waited in the backseat.

"Falman had a book he'd rather catch up on and Havoc has a date." Roy explained the two soldiers absence.

"Hm." I get the feeling that I'm going to wish I had been one of those absent. She thought as she got in the empty passenger seat up front.

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At the party, everyone split up. Roy, after helping Hawkeye out of the car, made a beeline for Amy who looked even more stunning than usual in her dress.

Hawkeye wandered a bit, not knowing what else to do with herself, then found a place to stand off to the side out of everyone's way. She looked around at all of the people. There was no one here she knew except for who she had arrived with. She could see Fuery wandering around and Breda by the buffet table and of course there was Roy hanging over by Amy, the girl he rescued. He was probably hoping she'd give him sex as a reward for saving her.

His womanizing ways disgusted her as much as relationship talk annoyed her. The cause for this was simple; Hawkeye couldn't have what they have. The secrets on her back may be destroyed, but anyone who saw her back would be turned off by her. She went to the buffet table for a drink, wondering how to spend her time here. I suppose I could talk to Mr. Smithinson about how his daughter was rescued... no, Roy would be doing that of course, before trying to get Amy alone. Why couldn't anyone be trying to get her alone? Hawkeye tried to shrug off the feeling, but the pain stayed with her. Come on. You know why. You're no one's hot. You can't change that so get over it. She told herself firmly, then sipped her drink. She really wished she wasn't here.

After listening to and telling a few stories with General Smithinson, Roy was now stuck listening to the man telling his daughter what a great man Roy was and that she should date him and marry him, to which she said, "He's not my type." Or, "He's a womanizer." The General always responded to this with, "Nonsense." Then carry on trying to persuade her.

"Amy!" Roy suddenly interrupted them. "Let me introduce you to the rest of my team."

"I would like to meet the others who saved my life." Amy agreed just to get away from the conversation.

Roy easily spotted Hawkeye and led Amy over to her. "Lieutenant, let me introduce you to Amy. Amy, 2nd Lt. Riza Hawkeye." Roy said.

"Hawkeye? I've heard of you, but then with my father's endless talking, who haven't I heard of?" Amy joked.

"Hello Amy." Hawkeye replied politely. She didn't know General Smithinson, but retired or not, she wasn't going to cause him any disrespect by laughing at him or by making fun of him. She wondered why Roy had brought her over. It felt like he was rubbing it in her face with who he could have, but she knew that wasn't true. Roy wasn't cruel like that. She vaguely wished she and Amy could switch places, but it was better that she wasn't Amy for she would soon be dumped by Roy so he could be with someone else.

"I hope you're doing well." Hawkeye added.

"Yes, I'm doing much better thanks to you... and Mustang." Amy said while Roy's eyes scanned the scene for Fuery.

"Oh, don't thank me. The Lt. Colonel saved you single-handedly really."

"I'll still give you some credit." She said as Roy stared horrified at Breda, who was nearby stuffing his face. I'll just skip introducing him to Amy.

Hawkeye wondered why Roy kept looking around, seemingly ignoring them. "In that case, I appreciate it." She said to Amy.

There's Fuery. "Come on Amy. I'll show you my tech guy." Roy said.

"... alright." Amy said hesitantly. "It was nice meeting you Riza." She added as Roy led her away.

"You too." Hawkeye replied, then finished off her drink and set it aside, sighing a little.

A few minutes later, a casually dressed and moping Havoc came up to her. "Hey." He greeted her.

"2nd Lt. Havoc? I thought you- oh." She finished, realizing the only explanation. "... they have some drinks here if you'd like one." Hawkeye said a little awkwardly, not knowing what else to say.

Havoc glanced over and poured himself a glass. "Thank god they have alcohol." He mumbled. "I can't believe I've lost another girlfriend to Mustang. And now I'm stuck here surrounded by snobs. Not you." He looked back at her. "Nice dress."

"Thank you." She said. His compliment made her feel that she was beautiful in the dress after all, since his compliment was the first she had received with it on. It was nice to have someone to talk to who hated being here as much as her too. "I should warn you. The Lt. Colonel is parading Amy around to the team, so if he sees you, you might be next."

"Wonderful." Havoc said, meaning the opposite. "I can only hope my girl- ex-girlfriend distracts him from doing so." He sighed. "I shouldn't have told her about this party and that I was invited. She made me take her here so she could meet the lame alchemist."

Hawkeye could never bring herself to disrespect Roy, but she did agree in hoping he wouldn't notice Havoc.

Havoc pulled out a cigarette and lit it, before placing it in his lips. He took a long drag from it, then looked at Hawkeye again. "Don't take this the wrong way, but... do you want to get the hell out of here? I've been here a minute and I already can't stand it."

Hawkeye looked around. The offer was very tempting and she had shown up for Roy and talked with Amy. There didn't seem to be much more to the party aside from talking and she had no idea how long it'd go on. She wouldn't have to stand here bored. Hawkeye's gaze rested back on Havoc, her decision made. "Yes. Its boring here. Let's go."

Havoc downed his drink. "Okay." He said and walked with her out of the party. "Where should we go?"

"Anywhere is better than here." She said.

Havoc nodded and led her in a search for a bar.

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"Where is Hawkeye?" Roy was asked.

"Oh, she's... " Roy looked around. "I'll find her for you." He said when he didn't see her. She should be easy to find. No one else has a dress as pretty or like hers. He had no luck finding her and asked Breda and Fuery if they've seen her, but they haven't. Where is she? Roy began to worry.

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Hawkeye sat in a bar, taking small sips of her drink. She had no wish to get drunk, but she enjoyed having Havoc to talk to.

Havoc, on the other hand, didn't care about getting drunk. He told Hawkeye how it was like growing up on the countryside.

She listened with interest and shared a bit of her own past of being poor in a small town when she was little.

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Why isn't she answering her phone? Roy thought, hanging up the phone for the third time. Where could she be? Roy wondered if he was overreacting. Hawkeye could take care of herself. She could've just left, but why? He had made her that dress just for this occasion and she had really liked it. Roy gathered up his team and left, but not without saying good-bye. He lied and said he had work to do. They were still disappointed that their guest of honor was leaving so soon.

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"Hey sugar. You dropped your name tag." Some half drunk guy said to Hawkeye and placed a sugar packet in front of her on the counter, then ordered a refill for her drink.

Hawkeye looked at him coolly. She didn't mind the free refill, but the guy had butted in while she was talking to Havoc. She looked down at the sugar packet, then turned back to Havoc, thinking little of it. "What kind of friends did you have growing up?" She asked him.

"Hey, baby cakes, did you hear me?" The man said before Havoc could answer. "Oh. I get it. How much?" He asked, causing Havoc to spit up his drink and laugh.

Hawkeye turned to him. She looked angry now. "Excuse me, do you see me walking the streets? I am here with my friend. I am not looking for your kind of company. Go find someone else."

He put an arm around her. "Don't worry. I'm good for it. I'll pay you up front and beforehand."

Her cheeks turned red, not only angry, but embarrassed too now. "No." Hawkeye said, shrugging off his arm. "Leave me alone."

"Come on baby. I want to see you without that dress on." He said and slapped her ass.

"Oh, man. You shouldn't have done that." Havoc said, watching.

Hawkeye hit the drunk in the face with her fist, then kicked him in the crotch.

Certain he'd leave her alone now, she turned back to Havoc. "I'm sorry, but I think I'll go before anyone else decides to harass me."

"I can't wait to tell the guys about this. Ha. You're one of us now." Havoc said as they left. He went to put an arm around her shoulders, then thought better of it.

"Oh, so I just had to beat up a drunken man?" She sounded amused.

"No, just get in a fight. We decided you don't have to win one for Fuery's sake, but everyone else has won at least one."

Hawkeye said good-bye to Havoc shortly after that and headed home. She was glad in the end that she had left the party, feeling this fight may have gained her respect from the guys. That respect was definitely worth more than attending any party.

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No, this was not Riza x Havoc. It is about her becoming FRIENDS with him and gaining respect. Notice, Havoc just watched her be harassed and laughed about it. Roy would have used Flame Alchemy on that guy. (Blam!)

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Does Roy ever find Riza? What happens when he does? You'll have to wait.