Hi reader/s! This chapter's good for filling in any blanks (also a good friday 13th addition i think, whichended five minutes ago). It runs parallel to another fic I posted up. And this would probably make up most of its somewhat different chapter two. I changed Kaida's last name too. And you know how disclaimers go... i'm still too broke anyway.

Chapter 6: Hot Trouble By pure-thornless-rose

In Central Head Quarters…

Hawkeye entered Mustang's office and alerted him for company. He nodded. Then a young raven-haired woman, about Fury's age (how old is he?), entered Mustang's office and followed by man and a woman, both somewhat older. They were all in Drachmian Military uniform, however that looks like… They lined up and saluted the Colonel. Mustang saluted and raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

"Well look at what the cat dragged in…" he greeted. "Captain Raena Watson… what brings you and your company over country borderlines? … Not to mention the Briggs Mountain region…"

She smirked back and stepped up to his desk. "I've been ordered to personally deliver these to you." Then she held out a large, brown envelope and placed it on his desk.

He looked down onto the envelope. "What's this, a present for me?"

"How the hell should I know, I haven't a clue what's in it—it's just for you." She sighed. "Oh… and it's Lieutenant Colonel Raena Watson now… Captain was three years ago, remember?"

"Lieutenant Colonel…?" Both Mustang and Hawkeye looked at her in surprise. Both of them knew her for a very long time and already she's quickly progressing up the rankings of military officers in Drachma. "Hm, congratulations. But what happened, did your Fuhrer eat something poisoned, lived and decided to promote you?"

"No… Murder of a higher-up… and I was enjoying my position as Major too… while it lasted at least. Further more, I'm still working hard, as my father wished, before—well you know."

"Yes, former General Watson of Drachma… it's been ten years since the incident and I still remember him well."

"He was a good a man. Like your mother was as a State Alchemist." Hawkeye added sincerely. The Lt. Colonel smiled.

"Well, since we're on this topic…" she continued, "I understand my younger sister, Kaida, just became one of your State Alchemists. How did she do?"

"She could've failed. But her knowledge on metals and medical alchemy proves useful to Central. You could congratulate her, but she's already out on her first assignment—don't worry, I assigned her with the FullMetal alchemist along with his brother—It's just a form of training wheels designed for her."

"Ah, well that's good news." She sighed. "Thank you..."

The three of them continued to speak casually. But all stopped. Havoc, Fury, and Breda suddenly appeared through the door, Fury holding onto a hot mug of coffee.

"Colonel, I have—oh…" Fury paused. Everyone looked at them.

"Very sorry men but you'll have to report back later."

"Yes sir!" The three saluted their superior and left, closing the door behind them.

They were about to continue down the hallway until Fury stopped. He looked down on to Mustang's coffee.

"Oh no… I forgot to give him his coffee. He probably didn't see it…"

Havoc looked back at the door. "Oh well, orders are orders… I was too busy looking at the two other women in there anyway… and the brunette in the back with that guy? She's pretty cute."

Breda and Fury sighed helplessly at his words. "Well, 'those two women' and 'that guy' are part of Drachma's military. They just arrived several minutes ago, they're here for Mustang," Breda cited his thoughts.

In Mustang's office…

"Listen, Colonel Mustang." Lt. Colonel Watson began. "Our country has been running into several issues and complications… especially concerning the murder."

"Yes… I understand, the non-aggression contract between our countries rides on who the murderer is and where he's from… even though there's a huge mountain in the way so it's quite pointless…"

"Yeah you have a point there." They whispered.

Suddenly the female Lieutenant stepped up and whispered something to Watson.

"Thank you, Second Lieutenant Flora, I nearly forgot." Then she turned back to the Colonel. "Mustang… Do you think it would be possible for me to make a telephone call directly to our headquarters?"

"Actually yes I believe so, the communications department could take care of that for you. Hawkeye, please show them to the sector."

"Yes sir." Then she opened the door. Watson was the first to exit.

"Thanks very much, Mustang."

Just Outside the door moments earlier…

"Are you going to just stand there and think about that coffee?" Havoc asked Fury.

"Huh? Oh, well you can take it if you want… I don't know what to do with it anymore…" Fury held out the coffee to the two.

"Nope." Havoc, "No way man…" and Breda refused instantly.

"Oh man…"

"Maybe you should just get in there," Havoc suddenly said. "Oh, and open the door nice and wide. I wanna see that Drachmian chick again." A small heart floated about him. Breda elbowed him to snap him out of it.

"I guess, but they were busy. Maybe later..." Fury gave up and nearly began walking again. Breda and Havoc looked at each other, then at Fury… and smiled slyly.

"No, no, no." Havoc stated. "I'm sure he'd want his coffee. It'll take his mind off of his company… And he said report back later, it's later now."

"Huh…" Fury was skeptical.

"Yeah," Breda chuckled, "Just goand give it to him…. And that's an order!" Then he grinned and shoved poor and unfortunate Fury. Who lost his balance and stumbled, trying to prevent the coffee he held out from spilling.

Then the door opened and a woman walked out. Nothing could be helped at this point and they ran completely into each other. The faint sound of the ceramic hitting her uniform button was followed by the splash of the coffee. It splashed all over his face and uniform as well ah hers.

No one said anything as they looked at the doorway.

While her two comrades hid their smirks, Watson stiffened from the heat and looked directly into Fury's surprised eyes, eye level to hers. He was still right in front of her. She sucked in air through her teeth. "Oo—that's h-hot…"

"Ohhh no." Fury also stiffened. But backed away after realizing how close he still was to her. He ignored the slight burn of the heat. "I… I… please forgive me…"

Havoc had flinched on impact and Breda froze pale, everything had all happened so quickly, and he still had his hand out from pushing Fury.

Colonel put a hand over his face and moaned. "This is not good…" And then he thought a bit further, "Agh. That was my coffee too…"

Well there ya go! Hope you liked this one!

Thank's for reviewing! I posted this one in hopes of saving myself from spork disemboweling... Oh and just to let ya know, my friends teased me fo being a grammarfreak and spellchecker too...

I know I'm messing with another country, but Drachma was my final choice--didn't feel like making up some random country...

And thanks for reviewing... review some more please! Bye!