Disclaimer: Hiromu Arakawa owns Fullmetal Alchemist and anything else involved. I, therefore, own nothing.
Author's Note: Dirty minds rejoice!
Again
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Havoc/Rebecca
November 3, 2010
The storm outside was obnoxious, by her standards, but gave her a good opportunity to worm her way into her… well, she wasn't sure what to call him. They were friends, though a little more—if his wandering hands had anything to say about it; not colleague, but the colleague of her best friend, as well as the subordinate of her best friend's fiancé. There were so many technicalities, and yet there were so many instances in which they were iron clad.
Rebecca's power had gone out, and being the wonderful person she was, trekked out into the storm in order to go harass a certain someone in order to keep her company.
She wasn't going to admit that she was afraid of storms in hopes he would hold her until it passed, whispering sweet nothings in her ear. No, because that's all he would do: hold her and chatter incessantly until the moment passed. No, she wanted him to know that she wasn't afraid of storms, necessarily, but that the electricity in the air turned her on. Greatly.
The sense of impending doom that the sky brought forth was enough to get her going. The electrical charge almost ran through her veins with how thick it hung in the air. Rebecca thrived off of the feeling. She knew what was coming, and with that in mind she raced to the Havoc household. She needed to transfer this electricity before she blew a fuse. Well, unless the fuse she was blowing was…