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The Runaway… Lieutenant?
Copyright Eina
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If this sucks… blame… me.
And now…
I bring you…
CHAPTER EIGHT AND A HALF! (cackles)
Why eight and a half? Well, I don't like typing long stories. And, this is strictly for description purposes, so you don't have to review.
(smiles)
And yes... I just felt like I had to stop. Sorry.
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8 and a Half: Yes or No? Make Up Your Mind Already!
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It all happened like a flash, really. Two weeks ago, she was trying to hide the letter from her commanding officer for an unknown reason which had finally come to her when he followed her back to her home town.
She was in love with him.
Yes, she was really in love with him.
So what on earth was she doing in a rather majestic cathedral in their small town of Mayville? Getting married, that's what she was about to do. She was about to bind herself to a man she never really knew. Her parents say they were childhood friends, and she believed it, but that wasn't the reason on why she decided to marry him.
"Riza, honey, I'm so proud of you. I'm sure you're going to have a wonderful life with Wilhelm." Riza resisted the urge to twitch in front of her mother. Why was it that she never could disobey her parents? Was it some curse that was given to her upon birth? "Come on now, no need to be nervous." She said as she placed the wedding veil on her daughter's head.
She forced a smile out of her. "I'll be out in a few minutes." She sighed inwardly, there was something in her that said: you're doing the wrong thing.
"You know, honey." Her mother said, tapping her chin, "I don't see your boss or your other co-workers around, where are they?"
Oh, that. Riza sighed, "There's something going on at Central, the Fuhrer ordered their return."
"Oh, that's too bad." Her mother smiled, "He looked like a nice man" She kissed her daughter on her cheek and then bade her goodbye for the moment. "See you in the altar!"
Riza could swear that her mother was prancing happily.
"What kind of daughter would I be, if I ruin her happiness?" She said smugly.
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"Boss, please stop going in circles, you're making me dizzy." Second Lieutenant Jean Havoc complained as he tried to avert his direction in someplace else. "Really sir, all this while I thought you knew everything about girls." He laughed.
THUG!
Roy glared at him, okay, so he threatened him by creating a spark, he didn't know whether he should take Havoc's last statement as a compliment or something that was insulting, but there are more pressing issues that he should be worrying himself right now.
One of them was whether he wanted her to get married…
To someone who was definitely, not him.
"It's already three in the afternoon." Sergeant Major Fuery said as he looked on his watch. "We could still go attend Lieutenant Hawkeye's wedding." He said as he patted Black Hayate.
"Dogs not allowed, eh?" Mustang laughed as he watched the dog play with his subordinate happily. "Tsk, sick bastard."
Fuery and Havoc looked at each other, not really knowing how to react on their commanding officer's last statement.
"You're going to kill me for this." Havoc sighed as he did something that only Hawkeye would dare do.
"LET GO OF ME HAVOC! THAT'S AN ORDER!" Roy protested, rather childishly really, as he suffered in the hands of his subordinate, who was happily dragging him along the corridors of Mayville Inn, not really minding the curious eyes that were watching them, curiously of course. "HAVOC I'M GOING TO GRILL YOU BADLY!"
"Tsk, you might even promote me for this." Havoc said happily.
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For the residents of Mayville, this might be one of the grandest things happening to their place. After all, Mayville is only a small town, so even the simplest things, such as the friendly plumber next door eloping with a divorcee, is a big thing. 1
So obviously, the marriage of the granddaughter of someone from the Amestris Army, and the son of a renowned gun shop owner is a big thing.
"Good lord." Riza sighed as he peeked outside her dressing room. She felt guilty really, she was wishing that miraculously, something would attack them, destroy the church, and kill Wilhelm. "I feel like a sadist." Once more she sighed, only this time, miserably.
But it was true, really.
She did want this day to be destroyed.
"Where is he when you need him? God, that guy is useless." She said grudgingly as she placed a gun in her pocket. Yes, she also wondered why her dress had a pocket, but whatever the reason it might be, let it be, a gun is useful in situations like this.
(I'm sorry if this is getting nowhere.)
"Riza, it's time!" One of her cousins, who were smiling like she had never smiled before, said to her, as she dragged her out of the room, unwillingly of course.
"Already?" Riza felt silly whining.
"Oh come on cousin, you're having the cold feet!" She grinned happily at her. "Oooh, I'm so happy for you!"
She stared at her, why was everyone, except her, excited about this wedding anyway? It's just a wedding for Pete's sake! "Yes, thank you." She said politely.
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"HAVOC YOU'LL BE SUFFERING FOR THIS!" Roy screamed.
"Keep it down boss, we're near the chapel." Havoc told his rather enraged boss. He can't blame him really, who wants to be dragged anyway?
Roy blinked, "Why are we here, Havoc? I am dead sure I told you both that I don't want to go here." He said angrily. Why do people keep on bringing him to places he didn't want to go, anyway? "Look, I'm not stopping you if you want to attend her wedding."
"Oh look! She's about to walk!" Havoc said, as he pointed at the church door. "Wow, she's in a gown, I never thought I'd live to see this day."
"Oh shut up." Roy ordered him as he directed his gaze to the woman in a rather nice looking wedding gown. Nice looking? Who was he kidding? He was dead sure he wanted his future bride to wear something as spectacular like that. "Is that Hawkeye?"
Havoc nodded. "Yeah, why?"
"Nothing." Roy mumbled, for some reason he couldn't take his eyes off her. Maybe it was because he rarely saw her outside her uniform, or maybe because she looked…
"Good god." Roy muttered angrily. He couldn't find the words to describe her, and unconsciously, he started to lift his foot to walk towards the church.
Why did he tell her to get married anyway?
More importantly, why did her promise her that he wouldn't destroy the wedding?
These were only some of the questions that were running through Roy Mustang's head. He wasn't sure if he wanted to answer all the questions in his head, but there is one thing perfectly clear—
He made a huge mistake.
A very huge mistake.
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Riza heaved a deep breath as she took her grandfather's arm. Normally, the bride would be escorted by her father, but in this case, Riza had requested that her grandfather would do the act.
"Can you walk?" Lieutenant General Grumman asked his favorite granddaughter.
"Yes, thank you for asking." She sighed.
"No need to be formal, dear." He laughed, noticing the formality in his granddaughter's voice. He really couldn't blame her, after all, almost every general in the Amestris Army is here. "So, when are you planning to run?" He smiled.
Riza looked at her grandfather, dumbfounded. "What?"
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"Sir, what are you doing?" Havoc asked as he saw him walking forwards the chapel. "I thought you didn't want to stop the wedding."
"What makes you think that?" He laughed airily as he went behind the bushes as well. "And seriously Havoc, do you think I'll go stop the wedding when the priest says that infamous line?"
Havoc snickered, "I would definitely want to see you do that in front of the Fuhrer and the other Generals."
"Good grief." Roy sighed. Why must she be related to someone who had a high rank, anyway?
The reason on why he promised her that he wouldn't ruin her wedding was the fact that it might affect his career and goals. "Screw my career." Was what he said. He really didn't care, at that moment, about his dreams of becoming the Fuhrer, and taking over the military, but when he saw on how serious she was. He found himself useless and said yes.
"Lieutenant General Grumman is winking." Havoc, who looked rather confused, told his commanding officer who was currently undergoing a state of mind clearing, "Sometimes that man can be so deranged."
He sweat dropped. "I'm going back. You can stay in this bush up to your hearts content." He said stubbornly as he stood up and decided to walk back to their hotel.
"COLONEL!" Havoc cried as if something just bit him, "COME BACK HERE, SHE'S LOOKING TOWARDS OUR DIRECTION!"
"Stop lying." Mustang grunted as he continued to walk away from the wedding.
But it was true, she was indeed looking at them…
Riza sighed. He was walking away. He was fulfilling his promise, she said to herself, just so it can mask the pain and anger she was feeling inside her.
"I need to go." She told herself, but when she had just decided to walk away from the wedding, the dreaded Here Comes the Bride song started to play.
"I know." Lieutenant General Grumman sighed sadly as he started to walk towards the aisle. Riza had no choice but to walk with him as well. She swore she heard her heart beating so loudly every time she took a step.
Everyone was looking fondly at her, admiring her so-called luck that she would be marrying one of the most successful businessmen in Amestris. And for the love of god, even her superiors, her grandfather's General friends, looks happy!
"I can't do this." Riza stammered, she was torn between her brain and her heart. All this while, she thought she had taught her heart to follow her brains first, but this is when she realizes she hasn't done so for she felt like running away, still her head was telling her to go on with the wedding.
But, it was already too late, for when she tilted her head, she saw Wilhelm, looking rather happy, and her parent's teary-eyed. She was already at the altar.
"Dearly beloved, we are all gathered here today to witness the…"
She felt useless, and at the same time scared. She was already aware that she was about to commit the biggest mistake of her life, but her feet wouldn't move! Goddamit, why was she so stubborn, anyway?
"…joining of these two people in holy matrimony…"
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ON TO CHAPTER NINE! (types feverishly)
