Ames: Hey! First FMA fic. I saw some awesome pictures of Roy and Havoc and I loved them! They were so cute! I just had to write about it! Anyways... I don't own FMA. Don't sue. PG for suggestive themes at the end. Pure randomness. >>
Chapter 1: Crash and Burn
Roy and Havoc stood in the middle of the field, grinning, sweating, and panting. Fists locked with fists, the two military men tried to break free from the other's grasp. Blue-green vs. Dark brown.
"Give up second lieutenant Havoc." Mustang said, victory already shining in his eyes. Havoc smirked.
"Mm, but it seems that I have won." Havoc twisted his boss' hands to the sides and gave him a swift kick to the side. Roy grimaced and snapped a trail of fire hitting Havoc on his right arm. Havoc licked his fingers and let the fire on his shirt hiss from his pinch. Roy came at Havoc with fists, though those blue-green eyes held something besides the glint of victory.
"How long have they been at it again?" Maes Hughes asked Riza Hawkeye as she shuffled through papers. He was speculating the fight when she replied with, "Since breakfast." Hughes looked out the window with a face of a long sort of interest.
"Hm. Interesting."
"Roy?" Havoc asked a few hours later, panting harder. Mustang glared in return. They found themselves locked fist with fist once again. Ignoring the heated look he continued.
"Truce?" 'Please say yes… Please say yes…' Mustang looked at him drenched in sweat. The ripped and burned shirt clung; the blonde hair matted. He smirked and nodded.
"Oh thank God!" Havoc laughed in relief as Roy let go and nearly collapsed.
"Dang, I'm tired."
"Come on." Roy motioned with a finger. "My place is closer."
Havoc was grateful to Roy for letting him crash at his place the night. 'He even let me shower first…' Havoc noted as he lathered his hair in the vanilla scented shampoo. He allowed the hot water to run over him, wincing as it hit the small cuts and burns. Turning the water off he grabbed a towel and stalked out of the bathroom after dressing in something Roy had given him.
"Roy?" Smells filled Havoc's nostrils and he grinned. 'What a great guy.' Havoc thought as he toweled his hair off, making it extra fluffy. Padding into the kitchen, he made himself at home. The sign of the military commando chief in a white apron made his grin grow wider. 'Silly dog…'
Roy turned around holding two plates of something very yummy looking. Havoc eagerly took fork and knife in hand.
"Fooooood." Roy placed it in front of the lower rank officer and began to eat his own dinner, leaning against a counter. Thunder rolled in the background as rain began to start it's slow Ipit-pat/I pattern against the window. Nothing was said between the two military men for a while until Roy finished his food. He discarded the apron and was in a desperate need of a shower.
"Just put your dishes in the sink. I'm showering. There's only one bed. I don't have anything else for you to sleep on. You'll stay here because of rain," Havoc noted that the rain was now pounding slightly harder than it had before, "and you can return tomorrow. If anyone asks you were here for the rain and duty." Roy looked up and Havoc nodded. He stalked off to the bathroom as Havoc finished his dinner. He padded over to the bedroom and climbed in the bed, thankful for the clothes he had that Roy had managed to find. Minutes later, he was asleep.
Roy came in noiselessly, dripping and naked, save the towel around his waist. He smiled at the peaceful, angelic face that lay on his bed. He finished toweling off and climbed into his own blue and white striped pajamas. He smirked and climbed into the bed. Havoc faced him, mouth open, fist raised with a thumb protruding, and fast asleep. Roy laughed quietly and flicked a piece of blonde fluffy hair away from the cherubic face. Fatigue suddenly washed over him and he fell asleep.
The rain came down hard, fast, pounding. It wrecked havoc. Sliding down the window, ever so slowly, it made its trail of wetness. It hit the windowsill and the wind hissed. Then the wind struck up a moaning as it picked up speed and blasts of rain came out of nowhere. Then it calmed. The moon appeared, letting its light fall on two alchemists that slept peacefully and content.