Last chapter was long, wasn't it? I probably should have broken it up into two chapters but I didn't know where to break it. Eh, too late for it now. And you can probably guess, I didn't proofread it. Could you blame me? Look at the chapter.Well, my arms getting better, itchy as hell but mending. It's too bad that I can't reply to you reponses here since I had some really good things to say. Well I can say that Hayate would never hurt. I spoil him too much. Let's see, there are two original characters in this chapter, well sort of original. I'll explain at the end. Sorry but not a royai chapter. Now on with the story.


Maes carefully stuck his head out the door. He was in a dangerous place at the moment. If anyone caught him at this moment only God himself would know what was going to happen. Of course, he knew what would happen if Riza caught him. She would pin him to the wall with her daggers and use her gun along with her mental abilities to torture and most likely traumatize him. Lucky for him that she was still in the office with Roy. Seeing that the hall was clear, he cautiously walked out the women's locker room with his arms full of make-up and other cosmetics. After giving another quick look for any female officers and not finding one, he made a mad dash for his room. The entire time he was running down the hall, he kept coming up with ways that the female officers could hurt him if they found out that he had stolen their stuff. To him they were docile creatures even when he shoved the same picture of Elicia in their faces a million times but there was still that lingering feeling at the back of his head. 'I wander what will happen when they find out that I took some of their make-up. Will they be like Riza and pull out their guns? Wait, Riza's the only one that actually carries a gun at all times so I'm safe from bullets. Maybe they'll opt to throw me out a window. Riza's done that once or was it twice. All I remember is landing on my head. Or they could just do what I'm about to do to my "date". Maybe I just shouldn't get caught.' He was only brought out of his thought when he reached his door. After giving another quick look for spies, he slowly turned the doorknob. Entering his room, he could see that his "date" was still in the chair that he had tied him to staring back at him with pleading eyes. Closing the door and locking it, he went to his bed and laid his stolen goods down. He turned around to face his dear male, soon to be female, friend.

"If I take off the tape do you promise not to scream like you did last time?" Maes said walking closer to the chair. He bent down to be eye to eye with him. The man before him slowly nodded his head. After a quick thought on how to remove the tape, Maes opted to slowly remove it so that he wouldn't cause him any more pain than what he would have to later endure. Once the tape was removed, his "date" let out a sigh of relief before locking his eyes with Maes. "Don't forget, you promised not to scream. Besides it's not like anyone's going to hear you. Most of the military personnel have already left the office and went out since the dorm still hasn't been fixed. They shouldn't return for a couple of hours. Plenty of time for me to carry out my plan."

"But why did you have to pick me? Couldn't you have grabbed one of the others?"

"You were my best choice. Seriously, you're the only one that would make a decent woman."

"Couldn't you have grabbed Havoc?"

"Come now. Can't you figure out why you're the perfect male specimen to be made a woman? If Edward was there then it would have been a whole different story but since he wasn't, I chose you."

"I can't believe it had to be me."

"Well, Armstrong was obviously not a choice. That man could never pass as my date. I'd hate to see what his sisters look like especially since he told me that they look like him."

"Yeah, I could figure that you weren't going to pull Major Armstrong into your plan. Just thinking about Armstrong in a dress and his sisters sends a chill down my back. I'm going to have nightmares now."

"Same here."

"But why couldn't you pick someone else? Why not actually use a woman?"

"Hmm…I never thought about using a woman. Eh, it's too late now. We've only two hours until Roy and Riza go out on their date. Seriously, you don't know why I picked you?"

"No."

"Well, I couldn't use Havoc because he's about the same height as me. He'd be taller than me whenever he wore the high heels. The same goes for Falman. He's a few inches taller than me."

"Oh. Wait, high heels? You're going to make me wear high heels?"

"Of course, no woman wouldn't wear high heels out on a date to a romantic restaurant, no matter how much their feet are going to hurt afterwards."

"Lieutenant Hawkeye wouldn't."

"She doesn't count. When it comes to women, she's in a whole different category. She probably thinks that whoever came up with them should be shot."

"I guess so. As for the high heels, I'm still not sure."

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. The thing that's worrying me is how I should do your make-up."

"I have to wear that too?"

"Yes because a woman wouldn't be a woman if they didn't have their make-up on and don't even think about mentioning something along the line of Riza not wearing any. Like I said earlier, she's in a whole different category."

"I guess I can deal with it. It'll come off with water. Right?"

"Oh, of course. I've had to remove make-up myself whenever I play beauty parlor with Elicia. So how 'bout we get this over with."

After a hesitant nod from the captive, Maes set on his task of making a woman out of his friend. He grabbed some random pieces of foundation and held it up to the man's face to compare the color. Having no clue what to actual use, he just started padding the foundation all over the face. Then he grabbed some blush and added some color to the cheeks. Next up was the eye shadow. Maes decided on a green color because it looked so much like the color of Elicia's eyes. Mascara was added to his eyelashes. After that, he applied a bright red colored lipstick. Once the entire basis had been covered, Maes sat on his bed and looked at his work. At the moment all he wanted to do was burst out laughing.

"So how is it?"

"It's fine," Maes said trying his best to stifle his laughter.

"Give me a mirror," the victim said glaring at Maes. It was bad enough that he had unwillingly agreed to do this but now Maes looked like he was about to burst out laughing. He could see the tears forming in Maes's eyes from the laughter he was trying to hold back. 'God, why couldn't he just take Havoc hostage?' If he weren't tied up at the moment, he'd be running as fast as he could to Central. Finally Maes couldn't hold it back any longer and started rolling around on his bed, laughing as loud as he could. After about ten minutes, Maes finally calmed down enough to turn the chair around so that it faced the mirror on his dresser. "I look like a clown! Geez, what did you use to put on the lipstick, a paint roller?"

"Well, I don't know how to put on make-up. I'm a guy after all."

"So am I."

"I guess we're going to need a woman's touch with this." Maes walked out the room, after replacing the tape, in search of some female help. His best bet was the women's dormitory. As soon as he walked in nearly every female sprinted for the other exit, not caring about what they looked like at the moment. None of them wanted to get caught in his rant about his darling little girl and his wonderful wife. It wasn't enough for him to cover every single wall in the dorm with their pictures but he also had to shove the pictures in their faces over a million times. No person in their right mind was going to willingly sit for hours on end just to look at the same picture and listen to his stories. In the frenzy of trying to escape from Maes, two soldiers tripped and were now at the mercy of an insane father. Their fellow soldiers and friends weren't going to come back for them so they braced for what was to come. "Ah, just what I was looking for. How 'bout we go for a walk ladies?"

"Yes, sir," they both said standing up and saluting him.

"Great! Along the way I'll show you some new pictures I took of Elicia." Maes grabbed them both by the arm and started dragging them down the hall. Both women groaned at the prospect of having to see more of these pictures. The girl was lovely but there is only so much that a person can take. Maes had linked his arms with theirs while in one hand he held pictures of Elicia like one would if they were playing a card game. His other hand was used to point at them as he told the story behind each picture. "By the way, what are your names?"

"I'm Sergeant Rhia Alice," the woman on his left answered. She was a short brunette that looked to be a few inches taller than Ed. Her hair was cut a few inches above her shoulders. She had dark blue eyes.

"And I'm 2nd Lieutenant Beka Aerin, sir," the other woman answered. She was about the same height as the sergeant but had black wavy hair as opposed to the straight brown hair. Her eyes were an emerald green color. "Umm…sir? How much longer to you want us to walk with you?"

"Just a little while longer," Maes said as he made sure that the woman weren't going break away from his grasp when he told them what was going to happen. "I've actually got a little mission for the two of you."

"What, sir?" Rhia hesitantly asked.

"You'll see when we get there."

"Where?" Beka joined in.

"Well…my room." Maes immediately grabbed the backs of their jackets when they turned around in an attempt to get away. He ended up dragging them the rest of the way to his room. The entire way Maes had a smile on his face, and they looked like they were about to get punished for something. "Now, now. You're only going to help me with something special. I'm only going to need the two of you. There's no need for you to get more help for this job."

Once they reached his room, he allowed them to stand up as well as released his grip on them. They dusted off their uniforms and stood behind Maes. There was no point in running away now. They were already at his room. Also they knew they wouldn't get far with the type of reflexes that man had. It was somewhat inhuman. Maes unlocked his door and stepped to the side to let the women in first. With the door open enough, they could see someone tied to a chair. Their eyes widened when they recognized who it was.

"Fuery!" they shouted as they ran into the room.

Maes followed behind them. After he locked the door, he leaned against it. He was watching as they looked over Fuery with worried eyes. Beka scanned over his body looking for bruises or any other signs of injuries while Rhia took the tape off his mouth. Fuery took in some deep breaths after his mouth was released. When they were content that Fuery was okay, they turned their eyes to Maes, intent on finding out what was going on. Maes could feel his skin crawl after seeing the look they had in their eyes.

"What is the meaning of this, Lieutenant Colonel?" Rhia shouted when the two of them were right in Maes's face. He was pushed up against the door. The look was almost as bad as what Riza had when she found out that Maes told her grandfather and Armstrong about her supposed love child with Roy. It just didn't have that "I'm going to kill you" aspect. The thoughts from earlier were beginning to flood his mind once again. "Why is Fuery tied to a chair wearing make-up?"

"I needed him to look like a woman. Tying him up was to make sure that he wasn't going to run away."

"And why do you need him to look like a woman?" Beka eyed him.

"I need him to be my date tonight," he answered. He was rewarded with two shocked woman who were suddenly backing away from him towards Fuery. "It's not like that. It's for an undercover mission that I sort of have. You see, Roy finally asked Riza out on a date…well dinner but the technical term isn't important. What's important is that he finally found the nerve to ask her out and this occasion desperately needs to be documented. Fuery was going to be my date so that no suspicions was brought to me when I spy on them and take pictures."

It wasn't exactly the reaction he had expected from them. He had expected them to put him down for wanting to spy on the date and take pictures. A scolding was what he braced himself for. A beating was anticipated as well but he never thought that they would do that. He expected them say that Roy and Riza weren't really going on a date because of the fraternization rule and that Maes was lying. Fate seemed to be on his side as he watched the two giddy women jump for joy and hug each other. Then they hugged Fuery and afterwards Maes.

"They're really going on a date?" Rhia asked as she continued to hug Maes. "It's not a lie?"

"It's as truthful as how much I love my daughter. Those two are going to have dinner tonight."

"It's about time," Beka commented. "Everyone in the women's dorm was wondering how long it would take for those two to hook up."

"But what about the fraternization rule?" Rhia cautiously asked. "They'll get fired if they're caught."

"Don't worry about that. I'm working on it."

"That great! Now all they have to do is get married."

"But first let's get ready for their date."

"Right," both women said.

The three of them turned to look at Fuery who was quiet the entire time. He just sat there and stared at them. He knew what was going to happen to him. They knew what going to happen. There was no way Fuery could run away. For a night, he was going to be a woman. He just hoped there wasn't going to be any pain involved. And that no one would know about this incident besides a select few individuals.

"Sir, I take it you tried to apply make-up on him yourself," Rhia said looking up at Maes. "Is that what you need us for? To help make him a woman?"

"Right. This isn't really my department."

"Is that my make-up?" Beka asked when she caught sight of Maes's bed. She walked over and started picking up random pieces. Maes tried to play innocent when she turned around glaring at him. "You're the one that raided the women's locker room."

"Umm…yes," he replied scratching the back of his head. He looked down and started shuffling his feet. "I needed to borrow them for Fuery's disguise."

"Couldn't you have stolen the good ones? None of these are right for Fuery's complexion." She picked up all that Maes had stolen and walked over to him. He graciously took them after she shove them in his arms. "Rhia and I will go get the proper make-up for Fuery. You return these to where they should be."

The three of them left Fuery alone in Maes's room while they went to collect the necessary items or return some. Rhia and Beka had arrived back to the room before Maes did and was currently wiping off the make-up Maes had applied.

"Are you alright, Fuery?" Rhia asked as she wiped off one side of his face with a wet piece of cloth. Beka was washing off the other side. Fuery was glad they were there, sort of. He was still tied to the chair. "The Lieutenant Colonel didn't to anything to traumatize you too much, did he?"

"I'm fine," Fuery replied. "I've gotten used to being dragged into these types of situations."

"So you're okay with all of this?"

"It's for a good cause so I guess so."

"Fuery, you're such a good man."

"Do you think you could possibly untie me?"

"Don't even think about it," Maes said when he magically appeared in the room. His face was covered in make-up while a small part of his uniform was torn. He was slightly limping when he walked further into the room after locking the door. "I wouldn't want him to run away before we get through with the sex change."

"What happened to you, sir?" Fuery asked after looking up and down his superior's appearance.

"Oh, I got caught when I was putting the make-up back. They held me down while they applied the make-up. Vicious women. When they were done, they let me go…right out the window. Out of shear luck, I landed on Havoc. He was looking for something in the bushes. After that I made my way back here."

"I guess we should have warned you to be careful," Rhia said. She took hers and Beka's washcloths into the bathroom after cleaning Maes's face. After a few seconds, she returned to the main room with a clean one. She wiped Fuery's face dry before turning back to face Maes. "You should never mess with a woman's things. I'd thought you know that since you're married."

"Well, Glacier's very understanding, and Elicia is usually the one that plays with those things. I'm basically an oversized test doll for her. So did you bring everything that we will need for the date?"

"We both brought make-up and some other things," Beka answered. "But I think we might have a problem when it comes to the outfits."

"What's wrong?"

"Well, all my dresses are above the knee. Rhia's are the same. We might have to…shave Fuery's legs."

"What?" Fuery shouted. "Shave my legs! That's going too far."

"Come now, Fuery," Maes said trying to calm him down. "It'll grow back in a couple of weeks. Besides no one will know about it since we wear pants year round to work."

"Please Fuery," Rhia and Beka begged. "You said it earlier that this was for a good cause."

"God, I could never turn anyone down." Fuery sighed in defeat. He was going to have shaved legs. Havoc and the others better not pick on him for doing this. "Fine, go ahead."

"Great! Rhia get your razor while I remove his pants."

"I didn't bring one. I figured you would have brought one."

"No. I don't actually use a razor."

"Umm…neither do I."

"What are you two talking about?" Maes questioned them. "What do you mean that you two don't use a razor?"

"Well, I don't actually shave me legs and I don't think Beka does either. I wax them."

"Wax them?" Fuery gulped. "Isn't that supposed to be painful?"

"Only for a few seconds. After that, there's just a slight tingling feeling."

"Umm…can I back out of this now, Lieutenant Colonel?" Fuery pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

"I'd be surprised if you didn't ask but no you can't. Did either of you bring the stuff to wax his legs?"

"I did," Rhia piped in. She went to her pile of assorted clutter while Beka began to undress Fuery. Beka slipped off his boots and set them next to the dresser. Then she unbuttoned his trousers and slid those off. Fuery could be seen with a bright red face as Beka was at her self-proclaimed task of ridding him of his clothes. Maes made his seating place right in front of the door sensing that he wouldn't be needed for anything. He found this scene somewhat entertaining. By the time Beka had gotten Fuery pant completely off of him, Rhia had returned with a container and some strips of cloth. "Here it is. Awww, isn't that cute? Puppy boxers!"

"I know," Beka exclaimed. Fuery had blushed an even deeper shade of red, if that was even possible. He could see it now. Beka and Rhia telling all the female personnel about his puppy boxers. "They're so adorable."

"Can we get this over with?" Fuery asked somewhat scared and annoyed.

"Alright," Rhia answered as she sat on the floor with Beka. Both of them took off their jackets and threw them on the bed. This was going to be a tough job. The strips were divided among the women and they set about their task. Each applied a thin layer of gel on a part of Fuery's legs. There was a single line running down each of his legs. Next they placed a strip on it, rubbing it roughly to make sure that it would adhere to the hairs. Fuery braced himself for the pain. Both hesitated when they were about to pull the strips off his leg. It was finally Rhia that moved. The next thing Fuery knew his mouth was cover with duct tape. "Umm…this is to muffle your screams."

Then it happened, both women ripped the strip as fast as they could off of Fuery's legs. It was good thing that Fuery's mouth was covered or the people of Xing could hear his scream. Tears started streaming down his face as he tried to refrain from kicking his legs around. Rhia and Beka back away to avoid the legs and found themselves sitting against the door. Remembering that Maes had occupied their current position a few seconds ago, they looked around for the other male. They found his cowering in a corner of the room. Beka crawled towards him to make sure that he was okay.

"Sir, are you alright?" Beka laid a gentle hand on his shoulder. It flinched under her touch. Maes, at the moment, was terrified. He had seen so much pain during his lifetime but, at this particular point in time, they seems so irrelevant to the pain that Fuery was enduring. "Sir?"

"H-How c-can you w-women inflict that m-much pain on y-yourselves?" Maes choked out.

"It's not as painful as childbirth, sir. It only hurts for a few seconds. Look, Fuery's not in pain right now."

Maes looked at Fuery who was being comforted by Rhia. His cheeks were strained with tears and he was slightly whimpering but it didn't look like he was suffering anymore. His legs weren't moving frantically around like they were earlier.

"Are you alright, Fuery?" Rhia asked as she let him rest his head against her shoulder while she held him. He nodded to answer her question and soon after lifted his head. She removed the tape from his mouth. He offered his thanks as she sat back on her legs. After sniffling a bit, he turned his attention over to the corner where Maes and Beka were situated. He offered Maes a smile to confirm that he was alright. His attention was only brought back to his legs when he felt a small breeze caress one of them. He turned his head to find Rhia blowing on it. When she was done, she looked up into Fuery's eyes. "Does that feel better?" He nodded his head. "Do you still want us to continued?"

Fuery thought about it for a moment before nodding his head yes. Beka moved away from Maes and went back to her position in front of Fuery. A new strip of duct tape was placed on Fuery's mouth and his legs were tied to the chair to keep from accidentally kicking one of them. The two female officers went back to their task of ridding Fuery's legs of hair. Maes stayed in his little corner being a wimp, cringing with every pull and muffled scream, while Fuery continued to endure the pain. With each pull of the strips the pain got less and less until it didn't really hurt. After a few more pulls, Fuery's legs were as smooth as silk. Beka removed the tape while Rhia applied lotion to his legs. Fuery was glad that that part of the makeover was done. He sighed when it felt Rhia rubbing the lotion on his legs. It stung for a second but after that his legs felt like they were in paradise. Unexpectedly, Beka untied him. He gently rubbed his arms as he continued to sit in the chair. No point in bolting now. As he sat there, he ran his hand over his leg. It was a weird feeling not having hair there. He was only brought back to his current situation when he felt eyes on him. Looking up, he saw Beka and Rhia smiling at him with a gleam in their eyes.

"Let's see how he looks in a dress," they exclaimed.

Beka went to the pile of clothes on Maes's bed while Rhia tended to Fuery. She pulled him up to stand. Then she stripped him of his jacket and shirt. Fuery felt a bit awkward standing in the middle of Maes's room in front of two female officers clad in nothing but his puppy boxers. He wrapped his arms around his body to keep from shivering due to his lack of clothes. Beka had returned with an armful of dress. She shoved them into Maes's arms, who had joined them after finishing his little episode. Beka pulled a pink shimmering dress from Maes's arms and slipped it onto Fuery. The three of them looked him up and down.

"I must say, you have a nice set of legs, Fuery," Maes commented.

"Don't forget you're a guy," Fuery coughed. "And married."

"Right," Maes coughed. "My apologies."

They all agreed that pink wasn't Fuery's color so they slipped that dress off of him. It was then that Beka noticed something. She wandered why it had taken her so long to see it. It stuck out like a sore thumb.

"Umm…Fuery, we're going to need to…wax…your umm…armpits, too."

"Won't the dress sleeves cover it?"

"They're all sleeveless dresses."

"Alright," Fuery replied as he raised his arms above his head. The two women went about their business with Fuery's armpits. When they ripped the hair from him, Fuery scrunched his face up when the pain hit him although he did manage to hold back his scream. He was a brave man unlike Maes who was in his little corner holding his armpits protectively, muttering about the strange creatures he knew as women. "That wasn't too bad. I must be getting use to it."

The three of them went back to picking out Fuery's outfit. They left Maes to cower in the corner to deal with his sudden need to be thankful that he wasn't a woman. After a few choices and experimentations, the three of them settled on a light red loose fitting dress that was about two inches above the knee. Fuery stood in front of the mirror staring at what he had become and thinking about what he was going to say to his therapist in a couple of years. He was brought back to reality when he felt something surround his head. He looked in the mirror to find that he had black straight shoulder length hair. The bangs were pushed to the right. Beka fixed the wig so that it wouldn't fall of his head while Rhia had clasped on a necklace and then some bracelets. All in all, Fuery didn't look too bad.

"Something doesn't seem right," Rhia commented as she was looking Fuery over. "Something is missing."

"I know what you mean," Beka agreed. "He just doesn't look like a woman yet."

"Umm…" Fuery blushed. "Could it be because I don't have…breasts like you two?"

Both Beka's and Rhia's stance faltered. How could they miss the obvious? Beka had noticed the arm hair but she didn't noticed the one thing that would make a woman stick out in a crowd of men. Breasts, every single woman had them and neither had thought to give Fuery any. The two of them managed to regain their composure.

"Did you bring a bra?" Beka asked.

"No, did you?" Rhia said.

"Nope."

"So what are we going to do? I don't think we have enough time for us to run back to the dorm since we still need to do his make-up and teach him how to act like a woman."

The two of them thought about it for a while. They started to look around the room for anything they could use to create a makeshift bra. You would think that a guy's room would have something useful but no they were useless creatures right now since one of them was still cowering in the corner. They continued to look around until their eyes landed on each other or at least a particular part of their body. They had a knowing look in their eyes when they faced each other.

"Yours or mine?" Beka questioned.

"He can have mine." Rhia replied. "I was going to take a shower after this anyways."

Rhia pulled her shirt out from her pant. She slipped her hands behind her and under the shirt to unclasp her bra. To Fuery's amazement, she slid the bra from under blouse without having to undress in front of him. 'How did she do that? I could understand it if it was strapless but it's not.' He was brought out of his thoughts when he felt the dress straps slide off. Beka held the dress at his waist while Rhia put her bra on Fuery. Rhia clasped the bra and then stuffed them with some clean washcloths. She gave them a quick squeeze to make sure that they were the right shape and that nothing would fall out before helping put the dress back on him. The two of them stepped back and examined their handiwork.

"Not bad," Beka commented. "He can actually pass as a female."

"You make a cute girl, Fuery," Rhia added. For some reason or another Fuery blushed at that comment. "Now all we have left is the make-up."

They planted Fuery in the chair before they went to get their make-up. It didn't take them long to return with their arms full of cosmetics. The make-up was spread on the floor around the women as they sat in front of Fuery, contemplating the perfect look for him. He sat there looking down at them. 'At least they know what they're doing unlike a certain Lieutenant Colonel I know.' Rhia got on her knees and reached up for Fuery's face. She removed his glasses and placed them on the dresser behind them. Fuery had to blink a few times to adjust his eyes. Next she took Fuery's face in her hands and moved it around so that she could get a complete view of it.

"I think we should use a light foundation on him," Beka suggested. "He already has a nice complexion. I don't think we need to use that much make-up on him."

"I agree."

Beka and Rhia set about their next task. Rhia applied the foundation while Beka held his fake hair back. Then she applied a thin layer of blush on him. They decided not to put on any eye shadow but did put mascara on him. All that was left was the lipstick. She grabbed his chin and rolled it across his lips. Afterwards she told him to rub his lips together which he did. It was now complete; at least the appearance part was. Beka grabbed his glasses and placed it back on him.

"I don't think those glasses will do," Beka commented. "They aren't feminine enough." She thought about it for a while. Fuery couldn't go without glasses. He'd probably walk into a wall or off a bridge. An idea popped into her head, and she turned to face Maes. "Lieutenant Colonel, I need to borrow you glasses." Maes didn't even get to say a word before she pulled them off his face and placed them on Fuery. "Umm…they still don't look right. It's still a bit too manly."

"I know," Rhia said as she jumped to her feet. She darted over to her jacket and checked every pocket before coming across her target. "He can use my reading glasses."

"Perfect." Beka took them from Rhia and place them on Fuery after returning Maes's glasses to his face. A huge smile adorned her face when she looked at Fuery. A similar smile came on Rhia's face when she stood in front of him. They basically jumped for joy at their accomplishment. "Now to teach you how to be a woman, but first let's get you in some high heels. I've got the perfect pair to go with you dress." Beka went got her high heels. Fuery slipped into them. He had to use both women to help balance. 'God these are painful. Why the heck do women wear these things? Can't they just wear tennis shoes on their dates? I don't care what they wear along as we have a good time.' After a while he finally got the hang of standing in them. It still hurt like hell but he would have to endure it. With the help of Beka and Rhia, he walked around the room until he no longer needed their help to stand. Along the way they showed him how to move his hips like theirs as well as other quirks associated with women. They also taught how to sit in a chair, how to talk, and other useful things. "That's it, Fuery."

"Thank you," Fuery said to both women. "I think I'm all set for the date."

"Great!" Rhia shouted. "Now we just have to work on the lieutenant colonel's disguise."

Maes was still in his corner. He was curled up into a ball. No one knew if he had fallen asleep or if he was comatose from all that had happened to Fuery. He learned more about women then he needed but he did learn a new way of torture for Roy. He was unceremonious woken up by a kick to the butt. Started, he found himself standing up and facing three…women.

"Fuery?" Maes said as he took a step closer. "Is that you?"

"Umm…yes, sir," Fuery responded in a feminine voice. He might as well practice that if he was to be a woman for the next couple of hours. "It's me."

"If you hadn't said so, I would have thought that you were really a woman. We should keep you clear of Havoc. He'd never figure it's you and ask you out."

"That's a good idea. Now shouldn't you be putting on your disguise?"

"I'll do that when I get back. I need to make sure that Roy doesn't bail. Speaking of which I should get going. It's almost seven. Thank you for your help, Sergeant Alice. And you, too, 2nd Lieutenant Aerin. I'll return shortly."

Maes left the three of them to entertain themselves while he made sure that Roy was ready and possibly give him some last minute advice. Fuery, Beka, and Rhia sat on the bed. It was hard to tell that one of these women was actually a man. Rhia was straightening the dresses while Beka was getting a purse ready for Fuery. She put some make-up in it just in case Fuery needed to do some touch ups. His pair of glasses was also put in there since it would probably be late by the time he got back. This way he wouldn't have to come back to Maes's room for them. He had enough memories of this place. After everything was cleaned up, they sat there waiting for Maes to return.

"You know, Fuery," Rhia began. "This is a nice thing that you're doing for the lieutenant colonel. Not many men would do what you did so that Lieutenant Colonel Hughes can take pictures of his best friend's date."

"I don't mind helping people. It's who I am."

"I know and that's why I think that you should be rewarded for you selfless behavior."

"There's no need."

"No, I insist. Next week, I'll take you on a date. My treat."

"Hey, I was going to ask him out, Rhia."

"Really?"

"Well, he was so patient about this whole ordeal and such a nice guy. I had the same idea that you had. I was going to give him treat, too."

"Seriously, I don't need a reward or treat. I was happy to help a friend."

"See, this is why you should get a reward," Beka commented. "And a reward you will get."

"If you two want to," Fuery conceded. "Then I'll go on a date with each of you."

"Great!" Rhia yipped. "Beka and I will arrange everything while you're out with Hughes."

"Okay, you can tell me about it tomorrow at lunch."

They sat in a comforting silence as they waited for Maes's return. Fuery couldn't help but blush at the prospect at having two dates next week. 'I'm actually going on a date. Actually I'm going on two dates. I never thought that this would happen.' His thoughts as well as the silence were broken when a blonde spiky haired man barged into the room with sunglasses wearing a casual suit. Fuery didn't know whether to scream or start throwing things at him. It wasn't until the three of them figured out that it was Maes that they put down what they had grabbed to throw.

"Well, let's get going, Fuery," Maes shouted as he grabs Fuery's arm and drags him out the door. "We've got a date to go to."

"Wait!" Rhia shouted. The two of them turned around to face the woman when they were about to exit through the door. "What should we do with Fuery's uniform?"

"Can you put it in my office chair?" Fuery asked. "Havoc, Falman, and I are staying in the office until the dorm and Havoc's room is fixed. The door should still be unlocked. I'll return everything that belongs to you two tomorrow."

"Alright. Have a nice date!"

"Remember, Hughes, don't be too frisky with him," Beka added.

Beka adjusted Fuery's chest before allowing the two of them to leave. Maes and Fuery left the two smiling women for their "date" slightly blushing and coughing. They traveled through the building with Fuery's hand holding onto Maes's arm. There were some stares from the other officers. They hadn't been figured out; rather it was that everyone thought the woman looked too gorgeous to be going out with a Havoc look-a-like.

"So what's your name tonight?" Maes asked Fuery.


Of course I love Fuery. But it needed to done. I've already tortured Maes, Falman, and Havoc with the bed incident and billboard. Although with Havoc, I torture him whenever I get the chance. And then there is Roy with the pictures, Armstrongs's story, Hayate ripping his manhood apart, and Riza's wits. I could have been worse but I love Fuery as much as I love Hayate which is why I left out the eyebrow plucking, nail polish, and Maes practicing his roaming hands on a male for the pretend date later. Breda will get a bit of torture in the next chapter. And on that note, next chapter is the date. On the first time that I posted this I forgot to explain my comment about the original characters. They are actually names of some of my reviewers. Basiliskwings is actually two people. They are Rhia and Beka. Alice is The Mr. Clean Alchemist. And Aerin is the great white emu. Originally I was going to use the names of those who reviewed most or all the chapters like unexpection, littlefiction, rizahawkeye21, and others but they didn't have their names in their profiles. So after searching through most of the profiles from the faved list, I actually found some names. And that is where the characters of Sergeant Rhia Alice and 2nd Lieutenant Beka Aerin came from. I'll update as soon as possible. See ya!