Disclaimer: Hey I don't own FMA. Although I would love to own Roy and Ed so that I could make all the Fangirls' dreams come true XD.

A/N: Hey hey. This was a fun drabble for me to write. I hope you guys enjoy it just as much as I do XD. On we go!

Preoccupied

Hawkeye walked straight into Roy's office with out knocking. Lucky he was simply sitting at his desk with a weird look on his face. That was nothing compared to some of the stuff she had walked in on.

Roy shot up and rammed his back into the back of his chair with an almost scared look on his face.

Hawkeye walked up to his desk and stood about two feet from the edge of it.

Roy, fingernails practically digging into the top of the desk, lurched forward and put his chest against the edge that was facing him.

"CANIHELPYOU!" Roy shouted unwillingly. He also didn't mean for it to come out as fast as it did.

Hawkeye looked at him like he was the most foreign thing she had ever seen. He's acting weird. She turned around in every direction to see if there was something or someone out of place.

Roy started giggling and Hawkeye's head swung around to face him again. Roy doesn't giggle.

"What's wrong with you, sir? Are you feeling okay?" She asked.

Roy suppressed his giggles and put this head on the table.

"Oh good god." He said breathlessly. " Yes yes everything is oKAY!" Roy's head shot up once again and then he took a deep breath and once again tried to talk. "Istheresomethingyouneedtotellme…." He said in one breath; before he lent back, smile on his face although it looked like he was going to scream.

"Are you sure your okay?" Hawkeye asked.

"Lieutenant, report or say what you need to say and go please. I have a lot of work to do and your interrupting me." Roy spoke for once with some ascendancy in his voice that made Hawkeye stand up straight and try to say what she came in to say anyway.

"Sir, we have complaints about a few of your men throwing massive parties in the dorms…"

Roy put his head on the desk again and made a small noise that was quite similar to a moan. Hawkeye tried not to let it get to her so she continued to speak.

"We also have reports that during these parties, some of them feel it necessary to flaunt what their mothers have given them, excuse my choice of words, sir."

"FORGIVEN, Jesus Christ your forgiven." Roy's breathing was labored and he couldn't keep his eyes open.

I bet he's drunk again. I told him not to do that during work hours. He's probably having some sort of mini heart attack because of some love letter.

" Is there something that you wish to do about this, sir?"

"YES YES GOOD GOD YES DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!

Hawkeye took a step backward at the sudden out burst. She was truly baffled.

"You know what, I think I'll come back later."

"Yes great idea. Yeah do that."

Hawkeye then saluted gaining in return only a small smile barely seen as Mustang once again placed his head on the desk in front of him.

Once she had left and shut the door behind her Roy pushed his chair back and stared under that desk.

"JESUS CHRIST ED! Are you trying to get me killed?" He exclaimed as he zipped his pants.

Ed climbed out from under the desk grinning ear to ear.

"That pay's you back for the other day in front of Al you bastard."

"Hey, he was on the other side of the counter." Roy smirked.

Ed had to sit there for hours because of Roy's lack of the ability to control his emotions so that he wouldn't get shot.

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