Disclaimer: I do not own FMA. I wish I do so that I'll make KimbleexOlivier possible in the real storyline… XDDDD
Author's Note: Okay, so maybe the last chapter was a bit dark and emotional, I guess? I think because my best friend left for Korea, the other left for U.S.A., and the other will be leaving for Canada soon… and it affected my writing…. hehe… I'm glad I made this! Keep the reviews coming! :"D
Weeks passed and everything became almost normal. There's not much tension rising between the two although it's just the two of them for now.
"I wonder why the Fuhrer isn't assigning new recruits to your division." Kimblee started.
"I'm fed up with seeing you every morning too." Olivier scowled.
Kimblee chuckled. "That's not what I was talking ab—"
"Whatever."
"Fine, Colonel. Ooo… that sounds creepy! Colonel, Colonel, Colonel! I have to get used to it now."Kimblee laughed obnoxiously.
"Shut up. Besides, aren't you supposed to be rejoiced with your rank now? You're not just a low-ranking soldier anymore; Warrant Officer."
"Yeah, yeah. It's thanks to that mission."
"Indeed. Now I am few ranks away from my goal." Olivier smirked.
"Heh. You sure are getting worked up. Or shall I say just plain happy." Kimblee smiled at her.
"Hmm…" Olivier just smiled slyly without looking at him.
Kimblee continued to fill up the papers as he began to speak again. "But, damn. We are promoted by those higher-pigs but that means more paper-fucking-work!"
Olivier just didn't cease to be amused with Kimblee's sharp tongue. But of course, she wouldn't say it to him. "Just shut your trap and do your job." She still wants to hold on to her icy-cold reputation.
"Scary…" Kimblee knew this though, so he kept teasing and pissing off the Colonel. Kimblee's the guy who wouldn't falter saying what he wants even if faced with a raging beast. Especially with a tigress like her.
"Lunch time~" Kimblee stretched his body and relaxed. "Uggh, my back's aching!"
Olivier just stared at him, "It's your fault for working in such a position."
"Huh?" Kimblee's feet were on the table, and he works on the papers while staying in that lying position for hours. "Oh… yeah, it's my habit."
"Don't blame me if someone marches in the room and sees you like that."
Kimblee just stood up and straightened his military jacket. "Hey 'Liv, where are you going to eat your lunch?"
"As usual, in the dining hall." She raised an eyebrow to him.
"What? Aren't you fed up with the fucking scenery of blue-coated military aliens?"
Olivier snorted a little with the mention of 'blue coated military aliens'. "That goes for you too… And what are you suggesting?"
"Well. I know a café near HQ. I think it would be nice to take a different course once in a while." Kimblee smiled towards Olivier.
Olivier studied his expression before complying. "Fine. But you're supposed to treat me."
"What? Well… " Kimblee scratched his head a little.
"You don't have money? How poor. Aren't you promoted just now?" Olivier proceeded to exit the room.
Kimblee sighed and raised his hand up in defeat. "Fine! Sheesh… woman."
Olivier raised her eyebrows while Kimblee just shrugged off.
Kimblee opened the door for Olivier as they entered the café. Olivier stared at him strangely for a second, before agreeing to enter first.
Kimblee pulled out a chair for Olivier.
Olivier sighed again, glared at him murderously, but then sighed and accepted Kimblee's demeanor. "You're acting strange today." Olivier frowned.
"I'm sorry but I think you just didn't know that I'm this… gentlemanly." Kimblee gestured to himself.
Olivier rolled her eyes.
"And you're the one who said that I should act normal when in front of people who wouldn't understand me." Kimblee said.
"I didn't say it that way."
"But still, that's what I get from what you said. Men usually act gentlemanly right? Then I have to blend in." Kimblee smirked.
"Oh, I got it. And when we're alone again you're gonna start acting like a jerk." Olivier growled.
"Because that jut means that I trust you. That I don't have to hide the real 'me' when with you because I know you could understand me." Kimblee smiled kindly and Olivier couldn't believe he's saying such words.
A waiter came by and gave them drinks to start with.
"What would you want for lunch sir?" The waiter interrupted.
"I'll order the same as what this beautiful lady will." Kimblee grinned at Olivier while she turned to him with a bewildered and disgusted expression. The waiter smirked and turned to Olivier. "I'll order whatever's your specialty." Olivier tried hard to restraint the anger rising in her.
"Got it."The waiter bowed and left them.
As the waiter walked away, Kimblee burst into laughter. "Did-did you see that man's face? It was priceless! He seriously thought that we have a relationship!"
Olivier turned to Kimblee and hit him hard on the head. "Ow! What's that all about?" Kimblee rubbed his head.
"I'll kill you, bastard." Olivier stated with gritted teeth.
After their lunch, Kimblee and Olivier decided to walk back to HQ. Kimblee looked at the clock in the café and saw that they still have an hour and a half to spend. He took this as an opportunity and grabbed Olivier by the wrist. "What the heck?!" Olivier nevertheless let Kimblee lead her into some kind of forest in the greener part of South City. "Where the hell are we going Kimblee?"
"Sshh…" Kimblee just shushed her.
Olivier irritatingly sighed and just followed the soldier.
Kimblee is seemingly bringing Olivier to the deeper side of the forest. Olivier started to be annoyed with all the trees and stuff. But her patience was rewarded as they arrived in a beautiful scenery that was probably in the middle part of the forest. Olivier stopped in her tracks and took in the wonderful view.
The place was large. There are bushes and flowers everywhere. The lush grass shone with the faint light coming from the blue skies that weren't blocked by the towering trees. The air is fresh that animals were freely roaming the area. There is a huge waterfall flowing to a clean lake, with fishes swimming freely and birds flying above. The wind was blowing moderately, and the sound of the swaying trees was soothing to the soul.
Kimblee smirked and looked at Olivier's expression of amazement. "Beautiful isn't it?" Kimblee waited for her quite gaping mouth to close. "Are you always going here?" Olivier asked him instead.
"Yeah, during my free time." Kimblee proceeded to sit on the grass. "To think that such a place exists…" Kimblee sighed. "Up North, all you can see are probably white mountains… in the East, just plain sand and people…in the West, signs of war are everywhere. Here, it's beautiful."
Olivier sat down. "True. Although I prefer a plain scenery up North, still this is beautiful."
"Oh? You want to go to the North?" Kimblee asked looking at her.
"I just want to experience a new and different thing." Olivier smiled.
Kimblee smiled back. "So you'll going to leave me too?" He pouted teasingly.
Olivier rolled her eyes and covered Kimblee's face with her hand playfully. Kimblee smirked, brushed her hand aside and lied down. Olivier paused for a moment and lied down beside him too. For a moment, there was complete silence between the two. They both looked up to the sky and appreciate the beauty of it.
"You know what, I always come here alone. I thought it would be better that way so that no one would ever know this place, and thus, this area would be preserved. After all, when I first came here, I discovered this place while wandering all around South. And I think I'm the first one to see this, since the animals became scared seeing a human enter their domain. But since then, they got used to me going here."
Olivier took a glimpse of his focused eyes, staring intently at the sky. "Then why did you bring me here?"
"Well, I thought it was boring to appreciate this place alone. And I thought it would be nice sharing it to someone whom I can trust." Kimblee smirked.
Olivier turned away blushing a little, although her brows are oddly furrowed. She always wondered why she acts like this when around Kimblee. It's odd. She's not like this before. Maybe this idiot has gotten her soft? No, that can't be. She thought.
"I originally plan to bring those two here, and then you afterwards…" Kimblee's voice fainted in the background as birds began chirping in the distance.
"You mean Locke and Miller…?" Olivier asked curiously. Kimblee just nodded as he watched a pair of birds courting each other. He grinned widely and pointed it to Olivier. Olivier watched Kimblee's face instead. He's like a child. She thought. Olivier felt herself smile at Kimblee.
"Olivier…" Kimblee started. Olivier suddenly turned away replacing her smile with a frown. "What?"
"Have you had a… boyfriend before?" Kimblee asked, but felt odd in asking it. "…or even a lover?" He continued.
"What? I- why are you asking anyway?" Olivier retorted angrily.
"Just curious. I mean, you've got the looks… and the body…" Kimblee chuckled.
Olivier sat up and grimaced at Kimblee.
"I'm just joking! You know what I mean!" Kimblee defensively exclaimed.
Olivier sighed and slowly lied back down. "None." Olivier proudly said.
Kimblee was amused by this demeanor. "So you're taking pride that no one has ever got close to you before? Heh. I knew it. They were all scared." Kimblee chuckled.
"Hmph. Serves them right." Olivier smirked. "And how about you?" Olivier knew there was something wrong with her for asking him about it. But she asked just to continue the conversation.
"Well… I've got a pretty handful of girls." Kimblee grinned maniacally.
"You perverted asshole." Olivier frowned.
"Well, they're the ones running after me." He laughed.
"Playboy."Olivier rolled her eyes.
"I know right. I'm not really serious about any of them. But still, thanks to them my bed is always warmed up every night." Kimblee smirked and gazed at Olivier's disgusted expression.
"Huh?! What do those girls see in you?" Olivier teased.
"You didn't really know how good I am in almost everything…" Kimblee looked at her, his eyes full of lust.
"Hmph. You probably just hire those whores to keep you company." Olivier rolled her eyes.
"Oh, ho! With this charming face and smile? I don't even have to pay them." Kimblee leaned in.
"Fucker." Olivier felt herself breathless as Kimblee leaned in.
"I'll show you what those girls love about me." Kimblee crawled on top of Olivier and gazed at her eyes intently. Olivier did know what to do. She could just punch this bastard and get it over with. But something in this bastard's eyes is making her paralyzed. It's like he's hypnotizing her. With that piercing amber orbs of him, and that lustful glare he's giving her. Kimblee licked his lips in desire. He felt his boner throb, wanting this woman in front of her.
Without wasting a moment, Kimblee kissed her with much passion and roughness. Olivier was surprised that her body couldn't move. She felt Kimblee's tongue rummage her mouth, and she couldn't help but moan in anger. Her mind's protesting but her bodily sensations are keeping her from fighting back Kimblee. She grasped his arms roughly, as if wanting him to stop, but couldn't bring him to do so. Kimblee boldly rubbed his hard-on against Olivier's core, making the latter feel all the pleasure in the world. Olivier couldn't help but moan and give in to her urges.
She started kissing back and rubbing her hips with Kimblee's. Kimblee kissed and bite her neck, making Olivier want more. "Kimblee…" All she's thinking of is to do it. Yes, do it with this stupid yet sexy man. She's not going to deny it now. This hot soldier makes Olivier want him too.
Kimblee started to massage her breasts, and Olivier arched her back in pleasure. "Damn you…" Inside Olivier, she still hates this situation with him. But as Kimblee proceeded to unbutton her jacket, a gun shot rang through the area. They both stopped in their tracks as they heard footsteps approaching from the distance. Kimblee quickly stood up and helped Olivier in her feet. "What was that?"
After a moment of complete silence, the animals came running away from one side of the forest. Gun shots were heard again. And this time, the bullets came towards the two. "Watch out!" Kimblee exclaimed tackling Olivier to the ground.
"Aack…" Kimblee felt something hit him on his back. Olivier, having a clear view of what's going on, helped Kimblee to stand up. Olivier drew out her sword and Kimblee held his gun. They waited for a moment, but no one came. Instead, a squad of soldiers came running through the area and saw the two of them.
"Ma'am, Sir! Are you two alright?!" A soldier exclaimed.
"Fucking interruptions."Kimblee made sure that Olivier can only hear it. He swore he heard Olivier smirk.
"I'm fine. The Warrant Offcier however has an injury." Olivier passed the wounded man to the soldiers. "And someone please tell me what the hell is going on here."
As the squad returned to HQ, a soldier explained to Olivier what had happened.
"We were chasing bandits, ma'am. They were a large group, consisting of eight to ten largely-built men. They were armed by weapons that were not Amestrian-made. They went running through the forest. So we followed them and…"
"Fuck." Kimblee sounded depressed. Olivier knew why he was like that. Their 'session' has been interrupted by fucking passerby bandits.
"…and right now, there is another squad mobilized to search for those bandits. They're probably hiding inside the forest. Oh, and what are the two of you doing inside that forest if I may ask Ma'am?" The inquisitive soldier asked.
"Mind your own business, soldier." Olivier retorted.
That's it! I'm glad I finished it even if I had exams in Math. Couldn't help but write this chapter! Thanks for the reviews! :3
KIMBLEExOLIVIER forever… :P