To Thine Own Self Be True
Chapter 15 - I Know
A few days later, Mustang is in his office when he gets a phone call.
"Hello? Hughes... have a safe trip? Yes... Um... Hughes... Yes... Yes... Okay... Hughes... Is it possible to send scorching flames over the phone?..."
"No sir."
Hawkeye replies as Mustang continues to talk on the phone, his brow twitching.
"Hughes... Okay... Really... Any sign of life... Damn it... Okay... What? Thats idiotic! Yeah... I don't mind the idea of returning to Central though... Yeah... Uh huh... I agree... Damn it Hughes!"
Mustang slammed the phone down and his brow twitched. Hawkeye looked up from her papers with a look of curiosity.
"Sir...?"
"I swear... (twitch) That Hughes is gonna be the death of me...(twitch)"
Hawkeye looked away and tried not to laugh at the amusing look at Mustang's face. She buried herself back into the papers, face as emotionless as ever. Havoc and Breda took the day off so it was just Hawkeye and Mustang in the office. And for once, Mustang was doing his work without a gun to his head. He actually had it finished by 1800.
"Sir...?"
"Yes Hawkeye?"
"Are you feeling all right?"
"Yes why?"
"Your work is done..."
"And?"
"I never once held a gun to your head."
"..."
"Maybe Hughes needs to call more often."
Mustang's brow twitched and Hawkeye smirked.
"Hawkeye..."
Mustang's brow continued to twitch.
"Yes sir?"
Hawkeye was pulling her military jacket on. It was a hot day and she removed it to be more comfortable.
"Um... never mind. Good night then. See you tomorrow."
"Yes sir. Come Black Hayate."
And with that Hawkeye left, taking her sleepy dog with her. She walked down the darkening streets of Eastern, hands in her pockets and jacket opened. Military personnel are suppose to walk with pride through the streets, even after hours. But right now, for some strange reason, she didn't care. Something was bothering her and she didn't know what. She walked quietly to her house and unlocked the door, allowing Hayate inside. He ran straight for his food, then his bed. Hawkeye slowly made her way into her bedroom where she went to bed early, not eating. Whatever it was, hopefully went away during the night.
Two weeks later, Havoc and Breda were ending their card game when Mustang finished his papers.
"All right, I'm done. We can all go home...-"
Mustang didn't finish his statement and Breda, Havoc, Fuery and Falman were long gone. Hawkeye stood in the doorway as the four ran past her quickly. The breeze came shortly after that. She was finally able to move and check her watch.
"Sir, it's 2000."
"Yes, go home Hawkeye. Get some rest."
"Yes sir. You'll be all right."
"Yes."
"Good night then. Black Hayate."
Hawkeye left the office, feeling a little more spunky tonight. Mustang watched her leave from his window. As soon as she was gone, he turned to his phone and picked it up.
"Hey Hughes... Did I wake you? Yes... Okay... Yes... I understand... Yes... Bye."
Mustang hung up the phone and stood up. He needed to go home and sleep. The next day, Mustang receives a call.
"Yes... The Elrics okay... Not there... Um... Okay... Yes... Hughes this is not the time or place... Hughes! Yes... Very Good..."
Mustang hangs up the phone.
"Sir... You've never used that phone so much..."
Mustang shrugs. Over in Central, Hughes is asleep in the library.
DREAM
A young Hughes walks into a young Mustang's apartment to find it a mess and Alchemy circles everywhere. Mustang is really tired and a mess too. Only half of his uniform is still on.
"Hey Roy! Brought you some of my girlfriend Gracia's home cooking."
Hughes smiled as he walked in.
"Roy, don't even think of it!"
Hughes smacked Roy who just stared off into space.
"This isn't the way to do it."
Hughes says as Roy sits down.
"Yeah, your right. But what else can I do?"
END DREAM
Hughes is awoken by the Fuhrer. In his office, Hughes asked the Fuhrer permission to talk to Marco. The Fuhrer says Douglas is the only one who knows of Marco's location. Douglas makes a note to bring Hughes to Marco. Hughes returns to his office.
"Mustang... Hey it's Hughes... Yeah... Everything is fine... Really... You should of seen what Elicia... Hello...Roy... Hello?"
In Mustang's office, he slammed the phone down startling Hawkeye.
"Sir...?"
"Hawkeye, we're going to Central."
"Yes sir."
A/N - See, I am creative. I am, I am! Oh look... a sparkle... (Pounces on the unexpecting pink sparkle from last chapter and kills it) MUHAHAHAHAHA... Anyway... Well... almost creative... but hey... it's good none the less... right... ? ...
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