Havoc whistled as he entered the office.
"Aahh, its a great day today, isn't it?" he said as he dropped into his chair.
"Um, yeah. Its a fantastic day" Breda answered, looking out the window at the pouring rain.
"So whats got you in such a great mood?"
"Oh, nothing really. I've just really enjoyed my forced time off. And I'm just happy to see your smiling face."
"So things going a little better with that blonde then, eh?"
Once again, Havoc looked at Breda's face. There was nothing there that said he knew anything, but still...He narrowed his eyes.
"Yeah. Things have gotten a lot better."
"Whats that? Lieutenant, do you have a girlfriend? Has she met the colonel yet?"
Fury shook off his jacket as he entered, peering through his rain spattered glasses. Havoc glared at Fury, although the small man certainly hadn't meant to insult him with that comment. Mustang did have a track record of stealing Havocs girlfriends, after all. Still, it was a little uncalled for.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, he – she has met him. And didn't like him one bit, as I recall."
Fury blinked.
"Are you sure? I mean, you know what he's like with women. They all end up falling for it."
"Yes, I'm sure. In fact, her exact words were 'I hate that bastard.'"
Havoc clamped his mouth shut. That was probably a little much, since there was only one person who ever said that. Thankfully, Fury didn't seem to make the connection. Havoc looked across at Breda. He was giving Havoc a look. One that said I'm pretty sure I know what you're about, but I'll keep my mouth shut for now. Breda grinned, and Havoc looked away before he started going red.
At that point Mustang entered the office. He looked over at Havoc.
"Ah. You're looking a little happier this week, Lieutenant. Thats good. I really don't want to have to put up with Hawkeye making pointed comments again."
"Yeah, sorry 'bout that, boss. It's all sorted now. Won't happen again."
"Good to hear. Now, I'm going to be in my office, and I don't want to be disturbed. Do whatever it takes to keep that woman away from me."
Havoc looked after him, confused. He turned to ask the others what was going on, but they were ahead of him.
"The lieutenants been chewing him out over you. She thinks he should have disciplined you instead of sending you home."
Fury piped up to add to Breda's comments.
"Plus Edward hasn't been showing up, either. I don't know why that is, though."
Havoc felt the heat start to rise in his face at Fury's statement. He knew exactly why Ed hadn't been showing up. He quickly pulled his cigarettes out of his pocket in an effort to think of anything but the weekend he had just had. He shoved one in his mouth.
Don't think of Ed, don't think of Ed, don't think of the way he looked with his hair over his shoulders, his singlet half torn off, that hungry look in his eyes as he slid his hand up the inside of Havocs thigh...
DON'T THINK OF ED! DON'T THINK OF ED!
"I need to go for a walk!" he yelled, the chair falling over as he pushed away from the table. Breda and Fury watched Havoc as he practically ran out the door.
"Whats with him?" Fury asked.
Breda chuckled. Dear, innocent Fury who would never be able to put that particular two and two together.
"Oh, you know. New relationships. They can never get enough of each other."
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Ed stretched back on his bed. Al was still bugging him.
"Where were you brother? What if I had needed to get hold of you? I wouldn't have been able to! When are you going to tell me?"
God, he sounds like someones MOTHER, not my younger brother.
"I already told you, it's none of your business where I was. And it's not like I was ever gone for more than a couple of hours at a time anyway. And whats the chance of something happening that you would need me for?"
"Thats not the point. I was worried about you every time you disappeared!"
Ed sighed. This was not going to end.
"I told you, I'm not answering you! And if you ask me one more time I'l...I'll..I'll do something!"
Besides, how would you react if I told you I was going to Havocs? And how would you react if I told you what we were doing there?
Ed felt the butterflies fluttering in his stomach as he thought of the things Havoc had done to him – hell, of the things he had done to Havoc. He had had a most...enjoyable time. And the best part was that Havoc had seemed to enjoy it every bit as much as Ed had.
Havoc moaned louder and louder as Ed pressed himself harder against Havoc. Havoc reached forward to pull Ed into a fierce kiss, fingers tangling in Eds long hair as he did. God, Ed loved it when Havoc did that. He felt himself getting more and more excited as they pressed into each other, Eds own moans getting as loud as Havocs...
"Brother! Are you alright? You sound like you're having a nightmare!"
Eds eyes snapped open.
Oh god, I was getting way too into that memory.
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine! I was just really enjoying lying down, is all! Hahaha! Hahahahaha!"
Al looked at Ed, and although he knew it was impossible, Ed thought Al was looking at him like he'd gone crazy.
And he'd be right.
"You know what? I'm just going to go for a walk! That'll make me feel better! Ahahahaha!"
And with that, Ed leaped off the bed and out the door.
Al sighed to himself. He knew Ed was seeing someone, but he had no idea who it was. He had a number of possibilities, but he didn't know which it was. Well, if Ed wasn't going to tell him who it was, he was just going to have to find out for himself.
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Havoc wandered down in the direction of the disused storeroom, the one he now found himself thinking of as "Eds Room". He wondered idly if Ed would be there. He was torn – half of him could think of nothing better than getting there and finding the boy there, but the other half screamed "DON'T BE STUPID! EVEN IF YOU DON'T GET CAUGHT DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU'LL LEAVE IF HE IS THERE?"
Havoc shrugged. He likely wouldn't be there anyway, and it was as good a place as any to get his thoughts in order. Well, maybe not given the memories they had been making there, but it was a nice place.
He rounded the corner, looking down at his cigarettes when he hit something. It rebounded off him before spawling on the floor with a clank.
"Ed? Shit, I'm sorry!" Havoc reached forward to pull Ed up off the floor. Ed slapped his hand away, preferring to pick himself up.
"I can do it myself, you know. God you're clumsy." Ed scowled at him. "What are you doing here anyway? Aren't you supposed to be back at work?"
"I could say the same to you. You didn't tell me you were skipping out without telling anyone."
Ed looked off to the side.
"Als been trying to get it out of me where I've been," he answered in a typical evasive Ed manner. "I had to leave before he drove me nuts."
"Yeah, I know what you mean," Havoc thought of Breda's altogether-far-too-knowing looks.
Ed looked up and down the corridor. As usual, it was deserted. No one ever came down here, seeing as all the rooms here were empty.
"You know, while we're here..." he said, looking up at Havoc in what the older man assumed was supposed to be an alluring way.
"You just read my mind," said Havoc, pushing Ed towards the door.