To Thine Own Self Be True
Chapter 28 - A Reason to Live
Mustang was holding some strange clothing when Hawkeye stood up from petting her dog. She looked at him strangely.
"What are those?"
"Disguises."
"Sir?"
Mustang pushed Hawkeye into the bathroom and entered himself. He left the door open (mostly because they both didn't fit), and his began to whisper.
"I'm going to kill the Fuhrer."
"What...!"
"He is a homunculi. Pride to be exact. And he's been corrupting this military far to long."
"But sir..."
"You can either follow me or not? Should you follow me, just remember you are under a direct order of your colonel. Understood?"
"...yes...sir..."
"And loose the sir... It's not civilian-like."
"Yes... s-..."
Hawkeye looked at him strangely. He handed her a smaller outfit which was brown pants, matching jacket, neck tie and hat. Also a white shirt. Mustang walked over to the window and looked out. Just as he thought, military personnel were surrounding the building and patrolling. He pulled down the curtain and walked away from the window
"We're being watched."
"What?"
"It's the Fuhrer. Now use the bathroom and change quickly."
Hawkeye looked at the clothes and back at Mustang. But, in the end she obeyed and went into the bathroom. It was a small bathroom, but somehow she managed. After struggling to quietly remove her uniform, she began dressing in the brown outfit. At first, she sat on the edge of the sink just staring at it. It was her size, well one size to big. Her brow twitched at the thought of Mustang thinking this 'was' her size. Slowly, she began to dress. She turned and looked in the mirror. She looked weird. The brown pants and neck tie made her look like a civilian man. She slowly unlocked the door and peeked outside into the room. Havoc and mustang were talking and Mustang was wearing a different outfit. His was black pants, matching jacket and a white shirt. He slicked his hair back and placed a large black hat on his head. It didn't look like him. She fully opened the door and emerged.
"Shut it...!"
The boys gawked at her. Her hair was down and she was holding her uniform.
"Give me the uniform. Is there anything here you want to save?"
"..."
"Anything important, photos in the pockets, keys, anything?"
"No...but..."
Before she could say anything, Mustang took the uniform and snapped his fingers, the uniform fell into the trash as a pile of ashes. Hawkeye watched. Good thing there was nothing important. Mustang then kicked the ash filled can under the bed.
"You hair..."
"What about it?"
Now Hawkeye was getting defensive. He still hasn't said anything about this.
"Either cut it or place it under the hat, but it can't be down. Sorry."
Hawkeye turned to the mirror and ran a hand through her hair. She sure wasn't going to cut it and she didn't think it would fit under the hat. Mustang walked up behind her and began to hold her hair.
"Not cutting it?"
"No."
"Okay..."
He took the hat and then began to twist her hair atop her head, then, he used her hair clip to hold her hair atop her head. He then placed the hat on. Surprisingly, that hat held all her hair.
"Armstrong and the rest are planning a diversion so we can leave. Hopefully some of the officers outside will be pulled away. Once they are, we make our except."
"Okay."
Mustang turned back to Havoc and said something. Havoc replied and then he looked over at Hawkeye and smiled.
"Be safe."
He whispered as the two exited the room, shutting off his light as they did. In the hall, Hawkeye placed her jacket on and closed it. It only closed halfway, making the neck tie visible. She felt strange. They walked next to each other, but not close. They made their way to the front door just as a large explosion was heard. A few of the officers outside took off running just like Mustang expected.
"Come on."
Mustang whispered to Hawkeye as they casually left the building. No one paid them much attention. They just looked like simple men walking from the hospital. Once down the street, Mustang turned to see a few men run into the hospital. They left just in time. He looked at his watch - time 1900. He looked up at the sky, it was getting really late. The continued to walk from the opposite direction of all the commotion.
"Where are we going, s- Roy...?"
His name rolled off her tongue in a strange feeling. It felt like she both always spoke it and at the same time, had never used it before.
"We are going to the Fuhrer's house."
The continued to walk on, until they came apon a black car parked down an alley.
"You drive."
Mustang said as he tossed Hawkeye the keys. They got in and began driving down the street, heading to the Fuhrer's house. Down the street, they spotted a boy running. The car pulled to a stop at the boy.
"Fullmetal?"
"Huh?"
He turned around and faces the two people in the car.
"Do I... Mustang?... Hawkeye?"
Mustang places his finger to his moth signaling Ed to be quiet. Ed can't believe he was staring at his commanding officer and lieutenant. They looked nothing like them.
"Get in."
Ed got in and sat in the back. They drove quietly for about two blocks.
"Where...-"
"The Fuhrer's house."
Mustang stated as Hawkeye drove on, looking straight ahead. Her hat was off and her hair was clipped up in her usual style, well except for the fact it wasn't sticking up in the back. Edward asked to be dropped off at one location and Hawkeye pulled the car over. Ed then got out and closed the door turning to face Mustang. Silence fell. Then...
"Thanks..."
And Ed took off running down a side street. Hawkeye and Mustang kept driving.
"Turn down here."
"But his house is...-"
"I know... I'm going in the back way."
The car stopped behind the compound's large stone wall. It was a tall white wall that was complete concrete. Mustang sighed and look one last look up at the wall.
"Riza...
Mustang spoke her name like it was a familiar foreign language. He loved the feel of her name on his tongue. He handed her a black pistol. It wasn't her's, it was a his. He pulled it from his jacket pocket and place it in her hand. He then got out of the car. As he began to walk away, Hawkeye grabbed his arm. He spun around and looked at her, but before he could say anything, he felt her soft warm lips being pressed against his. He closed his eyes. As he began to move his hand behind her neck, she pulled away and breathed as if she hadn't breathed in years. He looked at her.
"There will be more when you come back... Roy..."
She smiled and he smiled. This action wasn't like he, but he knew she never lied. He nodded his head in agreement and closed the door, disappearing into the darkness. Hawkeye drove away, parking the car somewhere and getting out. She ran down the street and came to the gate of the compound. She needed to distract the Fuhrer like Mustang needed. She attempted to open the gate but it was locked. Inside the house, she could see a party was going on. People were moving around behind the windows. Thankfully, the curtains were closed. She began to climb the gate, using the unique iron work for footing and handles. At the top of the gate, she climbed atop the wall which was about a foot thick.
"Damn, does he need this much protection?"
She asked herself, but then her mind reminded her about Mustang sneaking around back. She removed her jacket and tossed it, then, she jumped down, landing on her side. Thank god for all those training exercises when she was a private. She quickly stood up and began the long run across the lawn.
A/N - Close right? Soon I'll be able to create the story on my own. My own mid of creativeness may come back out. Yeah! (looks around and relises she is alone and milk-like tears fall down her face)
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