AN: I'm back with a new chapter! Thanks to Kiyuu-Chan, I've got my typos and grammar right here!
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Fluff Freak: Sir Hughes sounds like as if Hughes was a knight. XD Evil cliffies, heh, heh….
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Tsunade-Chan: You'll see… Yeah, Ford Mustang… haha! XD
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Chapter 11- Never
It was already late at night as cheers and shouts echoed from the local pub. Lt. Colonel Maes Hughes swung a glass of beer and drank deeply. This was until he noticed the doors swing open. Hughes slowly peered his eyes to a familiar figure, was his best friend who sat down right beside him.
"Glass of Beer please." The colonel mumbled at the waiter.
"Roy-Roy! How are you feeling?" Hughes asked cheerfully.
"I'm fine, Maes." Roy replied.
"I told you, Roy-Roy! I knew I should have come with you that night!" Hughes pointed out. Roy's veins throbbed.
"Can it, Hughes. I'm already going to kill you for calling part my family over." Roy grumbled.
"But Roy-Roy, that wasn't me. Havoc was the one who decided we should call them over since you haven't called them for a long time now-" Hughes was stopped as Roy made a loud laugh.
"The only reason Havoc probably called was to get Winoa over here." Roy pointed out. He knew Havoc and especially his style of play. Hughes actually thought about it and made a nod of agreement.
"Well, it's good to see that one of your loving family members are here." Hughes laughed.
"Loving! Father smiles excessively more than the Fuhrer can, Mother fusses about every small thing, Ford can't even drive a car, 'killing' all his instructors on the way of driving and Winoa is a complete bitch! How can you call that loving!" Roy roared as Hughes was laughing for every word mentioned.
"Well Roy-Roy! Think of it this way, no matter how many bitches or assholes there are in the family… they're still family!" Hughes continued on laughing as Roy rolled his eyes. Hughes was a family man and he had to agree with him, his family was interesting.
"Thank you very much, Maes." Roy mumbled sarcastically. "Anyway, why did you call?"
Hughes stopped laughing. A serious glint in his eye told the colonel that he meant business now.
"It's more important information I collected with the help from Fullmetal. It wasn't easy but we know now that he is Blake Helmsley… or as we know now, Obsession." Roy made a small nod. There was no doubt about it. He remembered when he had that conflict with the sin the homunculus resented being called his human name.
"So, what have you got?" Roy asked sternly.
"Not much unfortunately. Fullmetal couldn't get much from his sources either. The guy is a mystery, as they say. He was only an addition to the original 7." Hughes explained. He sighed as he drank more beer.
"I can't even look for his files. It looked as if they were tampered with or deleted. I tried Central but then his files were under the restricted. Even in my position, I can't even investigate." Hughes made a slight frown as he said this.
"He must've done something that's what. But I feel like I've met him before… I just forgot." Roy gave his own cold frown as he mentioned this.
"But truth be told… you and Riza are in grave danger." Hughes eyes narrowed as he stared directly on the colonel's eyes.
Suddenly, there were slams in the door. Everyone looked up to see military officials marching in the pub. For some reason, they stopped on their feet in front of Roy. One of them stepped up.
"Colonel Roy Mustang, under the Fuhrer's orders, you are coming with us." He declared. Roy was surprised by the sudden words as muscular military men grabbed hold of him, specifically his hands, which were concealed inside his gloves. Roy struggled as they were trying to drag him off until a butter knife flew into one personnel's hand that restrained Roy's. He yelped in pain as Roy hoisted one of them and kicked the other out of the way. He then snapped his fingers and flames erupted to the scene, burning a cupboard. He left them in snapping position threateningly.
"Owe you one." Roy muttered at Maes who was spreading butter through a piece of bread. Hughes made a grin.
"Anytime pal!" Hughes smiled.
"You bastards!" the lead officer roared. People in the pub were rushing and casting away from the pub as the military officers were about to fight each other. But then it was interfered as a woman came in.
"That's enough." Said the woman. Roy and Hughes turned and saw the Fuhrer's Secretary, Juliet Douglas approaching in. The officers lowered their rifles in hand and saluted with respect.
"Colonel Roy Mustang, come with us. The Fuhrer wishes to see you." Juliet Douglas said. Hughes looked at Roy uncertainly when he stepped up. He warily approached the Secretary who nodded as a sign to follow her. They left, leaving Hughes to himself.
"Please come in." Juliet Douglas opened a car door for Roy. Roy entered with a salute of gratitude. She entered the car and signaled the driver to drive towards their destination.
This was strange for Roy. Juliet Douglas was definitely sent to pick him up but for what? For all of this, it can't be for a promotion.
They arrived into what seems to be another pub that was located in the other side of town. Juliet Douglas got out with the colonel behind her. She then led him to a private salon.
Said Secretary left, leaving Roy to open the door. He stepped in, catching the Fuhrer smiling cheerfully as he drank a glass of wine. He immediately made a salute.
"Ah Colonel. Come in, come in. It's good to see that you're okay." The Fuhrer greeted cheerfully. Roy did so and the Fuhrer signaled him to sit down.
"Would you like anything, Col. Mustang?" he asked.
"I'm fine, thank you." Roy shook his head.
"So how have you been? From what I heard, you were ambushed. Terrible, isn't it?" he mentioned.
"Indeed sir. I'm fine." Roy said. Roy was starting to feel uneasy. He knew there was something to this unexpected meeting.
"That's good, that's good. Now, in the matter of speaking…" the Fuhrer's tone straightened, " There was another massacre of East state alchemists. Just yesterday, if I'm not mistaken." Roy remained silent as he heard this. "And just as the rest, they were under your command. And also, there was another demand for one of your subordinates…" the Fuhrer's eyes narrowed.
"I'm sorry colonel but we cannot overlook the matter any longer. We must give in to these demands. Certainly one life is better than-" Roy abruptly stood upon hearing such outrage.
"Excuse me sir but I must object. I do not want to lose any of my subordinates." It was the Fuhrer's time to stand up.
"One of your men. Only one, Colonel Mustang! You're already losing men already! First is that one from Ishbal and now this! It's a lot better than losing the entire east state alchemists! This man countered hundreds! I'm sure Lt. Hawkeye is willing to sacrifice-"
"Maybe you don't care sir. But I do. Please pardon me for what I have to say but I think I can't take this order and sacrifice one of my men without a fight. Give us time, we'll track down this man." Roy requested. The Fuhrer sat down with a heavy sigh.
"Very well, Colonel. We'll do it your way. But if it goes out of hand… I'm sorry Colonel." The Fuhrer said. Roy gave a salute.
"Thank you, Fuhrer."
Roy arrived back from a long walk. He didn't care how tired he was, but what he just said to the Fuhrer, he was wondering what he should do and where he should start. Even Hughes couldn't find much. How the fucking hell was he going to find him like this!
"Taisa?" Riza, who was standing by the garden path, saw Roy who had a saddened expression. Roy who saw her got up close and suddenly grabbed her and placed her in his arms. Was there… another attack?
"Riza… whatever you do… don't give yourself up to Obsession…"
"Taisa, who is-" Roy smirked. She probably didn't know who Obsession was yet.
"Never mind… just don't."
"Yes Roy, I promise."
Winoa arrived from her short walk from the mansion's gardens. But she suddenly hid behind the corner wall when she saw two people in the garden besides her. She knew who the two figures were they were bathed in the moonlight. And good thing was, they were that close to each other, anyone would know what they were doing. If anyone answered kiss, they are absolutely correct.
Winoa smiled and headed for the back entrance of the mansion. She didn't want to mess up the moment. She looked back, still watching them.
"Falling in love with your First Lieutenant, defying the law of Fraternization, Roy, you are Mustang through and through." Winoa smiled as she left them to themselves.