AN: OKAY! Here is part two! I spent have the night typing it and now I'm posting it here! I can't beileve the reviews thus far. I don't check my email for three days and I wind up like fifty reviews (after all I did post a lot) anywho enjoy, and don't throw things after you read the end of this chapter! PLEASE! practices ducking quickly

TWO

Monday

1100 Local (11 am)

Central

"So you're telling me that there isn't anything we can do about this research?"

"Not a thing sir, now where do you want these filed?" Hawkeye almost snapped. Mustang glared.

"Why the hell are you in such a damn hurry! You've been like this for almost two months Lieutenant and frankly it's causing you to be sloppy!"

"I have an appointment sir."

"More important then your work?"

"Colonel! You should know that my duty means everything! I don't think it's fair of you to assume sir!" Hawkeye snarled as she jammed a file into it respective place. Mustang sat down in his chair and muttered.

"Stupid PMS, so moody."

"What was that sir?" Hawkeye demanded and slammed her left fist on his desk.

"I was just commenting… WHAT IN THE HELL IS THAT?" He jumped out of his chair and grabbed Hawkeye's hand from across the desk.

"It's an engagement ring sir."

"En… en…gagement RING?" Roy's temple began to twitch.

"Yes."

"So this is where you have been rushing off to. To see your fiancé?"

"Quite frankly sir I don't think it's any of your business."

"Not MY business! How can you… oh Lieutenant…" Mustang raised his gloved hand in a snapping position when there was a knock on the door.

"ENTER!" Mustang roared. His anger instantly disappeared a man stepped into the room.

"Colonel Mustang I presume?" The man inquired.

"Brigadier General!" Mustang wheezed. What in the hell was a Brigadier General doing here? He saluted and was about to kick Hawkeye for not saluting him when the Brigadier General walked over and kissed her on the cheek. All Mustang could do was move his mouth, no words would come out.

"At ease Colonel. How is my beautiful Lieutenant today?" The Brigadier General turned his attention back to Hawkeye.

"Just fine. Uh Colonel this my fiancé, Brigadier General Joshua Yong."

"It's an honor to meet you sir." Mustang stammered, trying to maintain dignity and not start blowing things up. He was about to say something else when the phone rang; he dived and picked it up.

"Colonel Mustang."

"Hey there Roy ol' boy how goes it with the Lieutenant?"

"Just peachy."

"Well that's about to change, there is a Brigadier General from the South facility on the way to see her, if you know what I mean."

"Damn it Hughes! I think you're a little bit late! AGH!" Mustang slammed the receiver down and snapping his fingers set his phone ablaze on his desk.

"Easy on the…" Hawkeye began to correct.

"Just go Lieutenant. I won't need you anymore today so just have a good day." Mustang sighed and then saluted the General again, who put an arm around Riza's waist and lead her out of his office.

As soon as Hawkeye had left the room she heard a yell of frustration and then felt a huge heat at her back. Turning around she saw a pillar of flame coming from Mustang's office. She whipped back around to face Joshua and smiled.

"He's not usually like this, he's actually very reserved."

"I'm sure he is Sweetheart. It was awful nice of him to give you the rest of the day off."

"Yes, yes it was." Riza agreed guiltily as they walked down the hall together.

"DAMN IT WHY? WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE HIM!" Roy yelled and kicked the small coffee table in his office.

"Why did it have to be a FUCKING general? Especially that one! She's my Lieutenant!" Roy blasted one of the couches and sent it up in flames. His office was in shambles. He had been ranting and screaming for an hour and no one dared go near his office. Well except for Hughes who stuck his head in. Mustang about blasted it off.

"WHOA! Calm down there Roy! I think you are a little flame happy today!"

"SHUT UP HUGHES! It's your fault! Why didn't you…" Roy snarled.

"Actually it isn't my fault. It's yours, you weren't quick enough."

"Or not good enough." Mustang collapsed in his desk chair and groaned.

"Maybe. Look either way she had needs and apparently General Yong met them. I did some research and found a little info on him, turns out he's a…"

"I know who he is! He and I hate each other. He's the Wave Alchemist."

"Really?" Hughes looked impressed.

"What the hell am I going to do Hughes?"

"Well you could start by cleaning up your office. It will help you relax." Hughes then left Mustang who using his alchemy repaired the extensive damage to his office. Then he took the item he had shown Hughes the other night from his desk drawer and flung it across the room and stared out the windows.

1910 Local (7:10pm)

Central

"I'll be right back, I just left my coat in the Colonel's office." Hawkeye assured Yong as she dashed into Central and down the various halls to Mustang's office. The door was open so she walked in and was met by the heavy gaze of Mustang.

"Good evening sir. I left my coat here, I was just coming to get it."

"Why him?" Mustang asked.

"Pardon me sir?"

"Why Wave?"

"Oh, well he's kind and generous, he can provide…"

"And?"

"And you know what sir I don't see why you care! He's bonafied."

"What the hell? So that makes him a suitor!"

"Well that's better then you are sir! You're nothing but a skirt chasing, lying, womanizing, ego driven jerk! That's what makes you two different! Oh, I see what all this is about! You can't stand the fact that I turned you down! The great Flame Alchemist and flamer of women's hearts, well guess what sir! I'm walking out right now! If you can't handle it then I'll transfer or resign!" Hawkeye turned on her heel and when she grabbed her jacket Mustang got up and pulled on his own jacket.

"Lieutenant… Riza, come here." The way his voice softened so suddenly made her curious so she came to stand in front of Mustang's desk. Mustang took the item from his pocket from where he had picked it up and opening the small velvet box set it on the desk so it was facing her. Hawkeye stared down at it.

Nestled inside it was a beautiful gold engagement ring, complete with two small diamonds and one large princess cut diamond that glittered in the light, bright, innocent and promising. Mustang came around to stand behind Riza and he whispered.

"The middle one was my great-grand mother's. It's your choice Riza; it's never too late. However I wish you good luck, whatever you choose and you have my blessing, I won't fight it anymore. Good night." Roy kissed her softly on the cheek and then left Riza standing there in his office, alone with a heavy heart.

This wasn't part of the plan. It wasn't supposed to happen this way. She met Joshua and before she had known what hit her she was wearing his ring. She had no idea she could have been wearing Roy's. She picked up the ring and slipping off the one on her finger she put on Roy's. It fit perfectly and looked so much more reasonable then the one from Yong. No, this wasn't good she couldn't do it. It would cause too much of a problem, and what if… what if something happened. No, she couldn't get that close, no matter what. It was better this way.

"I'm sorry, I can't Roy, I want to but I can't." She whispered and closed the box, before setting it in the middle of his desk and turning off the lights she went to the waiting arms of Joshua Yong.

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