Hey everyone. Sorry for the long awaited update! I'm really sorry if this second chapter doesn't fit with the first! Its been a while since I've written for this story.
Please read and review! I'd like tips on how I could make this chapter like the first if there's somethign wrong with it.
Hawkeye sat down at her desk, and looked at where she left off. As usual, she was in the middle of a sentence. Which was talking something along the lines of "The condition of Lior…" and it continued on. She tried to think back to what the report was about; though she couldn't remember.
Roy walked into the office, and over to his desk. He saw that he also had left off while writing a sentence, though he didn't get as far as Riza. Mustang had just started to write out the word "The," when the 'e' suddenly did a weird squiggle at the end. Sighing, Roy grabbed a pen, and started to write what he thought was supposed to be there. Glancing up he noticed his coat hanging back on the coat rack. She hung up my coat… I was hoping she wouldn't notice Roy thought, looking back down at t he file.
He sighed, and hit his head with his hand. Of course she'd notice! How could she not notice a jacket on her shoulders! Gripping his pen harder, he started to right, feeling stupid for his actions. Just as he was finishing his sentence, the pen broke, sending ink all over his uniform; not a single drop hit the paperwork.
Riza looked up, and saw Roy standing; his hand now all blue, and his uniform with dark blue splotches. She tried to hide her laughter by looking down at her desk. Sighing angrily, Roy dropped the pen in his garbage can, and sat back down.
"Sir, you should really clean that up… Especially since it's on your hand," Riza stated, sitting back and looking over at her superior. An annoyed look appeared on Roy's face as he stood, and walked past her desk to the door. "You have an extra uniform in the closet sir," Riza mentioned, motioning over to the closet. Glancing at her, Roy turned and went over to it; finding exactly as Riza had said.
"Thank you lieutenant," he said, taking the uniform and leaving the room. Embarrass myself like that in front of her! I feel so stupid now, Roy reflected. He didn't return to the room for sometime; for he was trying to get the ink off his hand.
Riza looked up at the clock, and left to go see if her superior was alright. She knocked on the bathroom door; from the outside, she could hear the water running. "Sir… are you in there? You've taken quite a while," she said, thinking he probably tried to ditch work and head home.
Roy heard Riza call in to him, and glanced over at the door. "I'm still here Hawkeye," he said, turning the water down. He looked down at his still faintly blue hand. I need to remember to not do that again…especially since I'll probably never hear the end of it from her. Turning the faucet off, Roy came from the bathroom, now wearing a clean uniform. "Something wrong Lieutenant?"
"Nothing sir… Just making sure you didn't try to leave," she answered, turning on her heel, and starting her walk down the hall. Roy blinked, and felt rather insulted.
"I wouldn't just leave you know! I come to work and work!" He should at her back. Riza turned around and faced him.
"You may come in to work sir. But that doesn't mean you actually do anything. I either find you talking to some woman using the work line, or sleeping. I have never seen you do any work during the work hours," she stated rather coldly. Turning back around, Riza continued to the office. Roy was about to shout something back, when he followed her angrily. Why must she be right! Roy grumbled. He sat down angered, at his desk picking up a new pen and started to right again.
Making sure to not break this pen, Roy loosened his grip on it as he wrote. Let's not break this pen too. That would be horrible, he thought, setting the now finished file at the corner of his desk. He picked up another one, and started to read its contents. Occasionally he would glance over at Riza, and see her working diligently; probably on paperwork that he hadn't done. About an hour or so into working, Riza stood to go get more tea.
"Would you like more coffee sir?" She asked her own cup in hand. Roy looked up and nodded.
"If you wouldn't mind," he said, setting the pen down and stretching his cramped arm. Riza nodded, and walked to his desk; grabbing his mug, she then left the room. Roy stood and went over to her desk, curious to know what she was working on. He saw several files that were finished and a few more that weren't. Glancing at the door, Roy flipped open the file on top of the finished stack.
"Odd… that looks like my handwriting," he said, looking at the script on the page. Reading the headline of the file, he realized he had never read that file before. "Then how did I..?" He thought allowed, returning to his desk as he heard footsteps coming down the corridor. Just as he sat down, Riza came into the room with two steaming cups. She brought him his coffee, and then retreated to her desk to finish work with her cup of tea.
I've never seen those… so how did I write in them? Roy contemplated, racking his brain for an answer. Maybe I wrote that last night, and I didn't realize it. Yeah. That's it. He concluded at last. Then another thought struck him. Then why are they on the Lieutenant's desk? Glancing up at his subordinate, Roy continued to think.
"Sir, I need to ask you to stop staring at me," Riza said, bluntly, without even looking up. Roy turned somewhat pale; surprised that she knew he was watching her.
"Sorry," he said, quickly turning his gaze to his desk.
"Sir, I'm finished with the paperwork," Riza said, closing the last file and setting it among the rest. "You can go home if you'd like."
Roy blinked, somewhat confused. "I'm not finished, so you should head home," he offered.
"Its fine sir; you need your rest after all," she smiled lightly. Shivers ran down Roy's spine as he saw her smile. It was rare that she did smile, and when she did, he felt like he could fly.
"I should stay at least until everyone else gets here," Roy said, leaning back in his chair. Riza looked back down at her desk, and tidied it up. It wasn't too long before Havoc, Fury, and Breda all came up the stairs to the office. Both Riza and Roy could hear them all the way down the corridor. They entered the office, and saw both Roy and Riza working.
"Wow Colonel. You're here early," Havoc said, hanging up his jacket. He figured that Riza would be there, but he was more surprised to see Roy.
"I decided to finish work early to go home," he said, standing and going to the coat rack.
"We just got here, and you're leaving already?" Breda said, raising an eyebrow.
"I finished my work. I have a right to return home," Roy said, putting on his jacket.
Havoc sighed. "Figures… The colonel goes off on a date while we work hard," he joked. Roy bade them farewell, and headed for the main entrance. "Oh, it's raining!" Havoc shouted after Roy. Glancing back at Jean, and glared. It hadn't occurred to him to actually look out the window at how the weather was.
Riza stood, and grabbed her coat. "I'll drive you home sir," she said, catching up to him. It's because you're so useless in the rain. Roy mentally beat himself for being so foolish. His subordinate disappeared outside for several minutes and then drove up in one of the military vehicles. Roy slide into the passenger's seat and closed the door behind him.
Roy's apartment wasn't too far from the base. However, in the rain it seemed farther. They rode together in silence for several minutes till Roy finally decided to ask about the files. "Hawkeye, did I read those files on your desk?"
Riza's grip tightened on the steering wheel. She didn't want the Colonel to know she had taught herself how to write in his handwriting. "You… you did read them. Late last night," she explained quickly. Roy noticed her reaction, which confirmed his thoughts. He nodded, and continued to look out the window.
"I didn't remember reading them, so I thought that you wrote those for me," he said, laughing. Riza continued to dive, her face emotionless. If the Colonel finds out, he'll get angry with me because I've been passing off reports as him, Riza panicked mentally.
"Yes sir," she nodded, slowing to the curb outside Roy's building. He got from the car, and closed the door.
"Thank you, Lieutenant. For everything," Roy said, giving her his normal charming smile. Riza nodded, and gave him a small smile. As she drove off after seeing him into the building, Riza sighed heavily.
"He knows," she said, mentally kicking herself. I should have never lied to him. Now I feel awful… Riza returned to work and continued with finishing the Colonel's files. Havoc glanced over at her.
Havoc knew that Riza learned how the write like the Colonel. He could tell she loved him. Jean just wanted to know when they would confess their love for each other. Forget the military, they showed such pure love for each other; they belonged together.
Please review!
:Flava Sava: