Chapter Six

I'm a pervert.

I watch as she smiles at the guys when they joke about something. She giggles softly and I notice she sees me watching her. Her cheeks turn pink and she tries to pretend she didn't see me. She laughs when Havoc falls out of his chair and starts to whine over the cigarette that he ruined when he fell.

"Boys, get back to work." Hawkeye says sternly and I smile at one of my oldest friends. "You too, Colonel." Damn.

I stare at the paperwork on my desk and just wish it would disappear. I internally tell it to screw off but of course it doesn't; it just sits there and mocks me. I sign away on a few things and review a couple files here and there and before I know it the room is empty and I still have a pile of work.

"You know that it's lunch." Echo mumbles, as she does so often.

"Yeah, but Hawkeye plans on shooting me if I don't finish this." I try to keep my eyes off of her as much as possible because of the guilt I feel. Selfish but it's not unusual of myself.

We sit in the silence and she pulls a chair to my desk with a giant grin on her face. A very childlike grin that makes me feel sick. She's only fifteen. She's only fifteen. She's only fifteen. I tell myself over and over even though I've already broken that barrier. She hands me a peanut butter and jam sandwich with a soft smile and pulls out an apple for herself.

"I thought you would like something eat." Her grin is sweet and honest; it's one of my favourite things about her.

"Thanks for considering me." I smile at her.

What has happened to playboy Roy Mustang? I don't know either. He's been misplaced within an oblivion of confusion over an under aged girl. A beautiful girl at that though. This girl has changed me and I have no idea what to think about this.

I laugh softly at her and love how cute she is. Her bruises are almost all gone now and she looks stunning. Her brown hair smells like honey and her cheeks look warm and milky like her soft skin. Her eyes sparkle in an innocent way. Her eyes are one of her best features and I always feel content looking into them. She looks at me directly and smiles.

"Roy Mustang! Where the hell were you for our date last night!" A tall woman with long blonde hair strutted into the room wearing a mid thigh black skirt and a white blouse that exposed the majority of her cleavage. Her stiletto's clicked on the floor and she whipped her glare at Echo as she reached the desk; wiping the smile I loved so much from her face completely and replacing it with an expressionless face. "Who the fuck is this chubby bitch?" She said to me referring to Echo.

"Stacy, I'm sorry it completely slipped my mind." I tried to say coolly as I stood up from my desk and took her hand in my own. "Don't worry about her, she's just a subordinate of mine." I said and automatically I saw the hurt in Echo's silver eyes.

"She better be." She said in that nasally voice I absolutely hated. She grabbed my chin and kissed me forcefully and of course I just kissed back. She was amazing in bed but not relationship worthy in any way.

"Don't worry about it babe." I said as I kissed her.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" Stacy turned to Echo. I cringed at the tone.

"How classy." I muttered under my breath.

"Well, as long as this bitch doesn't come between us I'm going to leave." She stated bluntly before strutting out the door in a dramatic fashion.

I sat back down on my chair and munched down on the sandwich. I looked over at Echo and noticed she had set down her apple that wasn't even half eaten and was concentrating intensely. She looked pale and almost sick. I put down my sandwich and couldn't help but stare at her.

"I'm going to the washroom." She stated and stood up from her spot. She hastily walked out of the room and I wondered what had gotten into her.

It had already been an hour and the lunch break was almost over when I'd had enough. I went to look for Echo and when I couldn't find her anywhere I went to the ladies room. I was about to knock on the door when I heard quiet sobs through the door. I didn't know what to do so I barged in hoping it was Echo.

"What are you doing in here?" She cried in an embarrassed tone.

"I was worried and came looking for you."

"Why?" She half yelled. "When you have Stacy! And how many other girls you might've fucked around with? I was so stupid to think you could want someone like me!" She stated slapping her hand to her chest as she referred to herself.

"Stacy's nothing." I told her but I knew that the damage had been done. This girl had pealed back my many layers and seen me at my most vulnerable.

"You know that's a lie, Roy." She whispered. "I'm just a kid and you could never want me." She cried as she held her arms tightly around her body. She doesn't even know how big of a lie that is. It is the farthest thing from accurate and she believes it with all her heart.

I walked over to apologize and comfort her shaking small body in my arms. Her chest collapsed and her back arched over with her head dangling and tears falling on the floor. I reached out for her.

"Don't touch me!" She snapped.

I froze unable to process what I should do. This girl didn't want me anywhere near her and I didn't blame her. Just when I thought this couldn't get any worse Lieutenant Hawkeye walked in to see this messy scene. To make things worse, Echo ran straight into her arms crying her sad little eyes out. Hawkeye's gaze screamed 'Get the fuck out'. Therefore, I got the fuck out before she could break my legs off.

I walked down the hall in a daze wishing I could take everything back. I wish I hadn't started anything between Echo and I because this is the messiest situation I have been in in a very long time. This could get me fired and banned from the military. I just pray to God if there is a God that she not tell Hawkeye about our intimacy. I bump into someone and apologize hastily as I turn into my office.

I sat at my desk and worked on the paperwork hoping that maybe it would take my mind off of all the shit that's going down. She's the only person I want in my life and I don't know why. I could have any woman I wanted but I want her and she's only fifteen.

Echo's now sitting at the desk next to Riza with tear stained cheeks and bloodshot eyes. Riza isn't one bit angry with me and I'm confused as hell. Echo looks up from her spot to me and I see the pain flash in her eyes.

"Colonel. May I speak with you in the hall?" Riza requested politely.

"Sure." I said even toned.

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT. I am royally fucked.

I followed my lieutenant into the hall and she breathed in deeply before speaking. I read her face as deeply as I could but I didn't see anger of any sort.

"Thank you." I scrunched my nose up and pushed my eyebrows together in confusion. "Echo said that you'd only been in there to comfort her." She said.

"O-oh." I said completely shocked.

That was that and then it was over. We went back into the room and I stared at Echo and she looked back at me with hurt eyes. She obviously didn't want things to blow over the way I thought they would. The day went by quickly and everyone left except for myself and Echo. I promised Riza to have her home within the next hour or two.

"R-Roy." She said in a voice that was barely audible.

"Echo, I'm sorry." I blurted.

"No you're not." She sighed. "You're nothing but a man who likes sex and I'm a fucked up teenage girl, can we just forget this all happened?" She was starting to tear up again.

"Alright, that's fine." I lied to her and she left to go home. She didn't want to be near me and I don't blame her at all.


lawlz. this was such a filler chapter. Sorry guys :/ :P