I don't Want love, I want Revenge!
(A Fullmetal Alchemist love story!)
Disclaimer, I don't own Fma or its characters, blah blah blah!
Amika was thrilled she had made it into their ranks! It wasn't even that difficult. She ran her hands along the fabric of her new uniform. To her it signified victory.
It was her first day of work and, Ami was nervous. She placed on her light blue contacts and dawned a pair of lightly tinted sunglasses "Just in case," she shrugged. It was a long walk from her Central City apartment to the military base so Mika left a little early. Once inside, a goofy looking man with an idiotic grin greeted her. He slicked his fingers through his dark colored hair and slung one arm over Mika's shoulders as if they were the best of friends. She could hear him take a deep breath and didn't know why until "Hi, are you that new State Alchemist Amika Sukora? I bet you are, would you like a tour, I'm gonna give you a tour! By the way this is my lovely new wife Gracia isn't she just the most beautiful-" he took another breath "woman you've ever seen your whole life?"
That sentence went by so fast Mika's head was spinning as he shoved a snap shot of a woman in her face. She nodded, "I'm Maes Hughes, but that's just Hughes to you." he finished. Hughes dragged Mika to a small room with two desks in it. He pointed to the one on the right explaining it was hers. On the other desk you could see a man with black hair, his head was down on the desk almost as if he were... asleep. Hughes had an ear to ear grin, slowly he crept closer to the man until the faces were a mere inch apart "GOOOOD MORNING, ROY!" said Hughes in his most radio announcer type voice.
The man jumped out of his desk and landed in a salute. He relaxed once he saw Maes. In fact, he was so relaxed he slapped Hughes upside the head and punched his arm playfully. Mika was frozen in the corner, sort of against the wall. Whatever kind of friendship these two had she wasn't going to be the one standing between it. Suddenly someone grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her closer to the two of them. Of course, it was Hughes.
"This is Amika Sukora, our newest State Alchemist!" he said. Ami slowly looked up at the now awake man. He wasn't all that bad looking (for an Amestrian) He had a nice well toned chest, good flat black hair, and dark blue almost black eyes. The man raised an eyebrow and addressed Maes in a whisper "She's a bit young..." Hughes shrugged. The man took one of her hands and kissed it, she roughly pulled it away. He didn't seem to care, "I am Roy Mustang," he said in a deep rich voice "the flame alchemist."
Roy turned to Hughes and whispered again "What's her strength?" He asked
"Ice, and from what I hear she has some skill, She has some type of wristband that works sort of like-"
"-my gloves" Roy finished for him.
"Hmm, so they're finally putting fire and ice together."
Hughes nodded and explained to Roy that he had to get to work. Mustang walked behind Mika quietly. She was inspecting everything on her new desk until she reached a brand new State Alchemist pocket watch. She cradled it in her hands as if she were a child protecting a precious toy. Roy could see a small grin tugging at the ends of her lips. She was cute, young, but cute. "Feels good, doesn't it?" asked Roy causing Ami to jump in surprise. "What? Oh, yes it does." She replied. Roy took a note of her jumpy behavior, "So," he began "where are you from?"
"Risembool," she lied
"How old are you?"
"I'll be nineteen in three months, you?"
"Twenty-one, do your parents know you're here."
Ami stopped for a moment "No," she whispered "they're dead."
"That's a shame, they would have been proud."
"Thank you."
Roy put a hand on Ami's shoulder and she shrugged it off. She hated being touched. Well, at least now she did.
"Well," said Roy "Might as well introduce you to everyone. He led you too another room that was twice the size of the first but contained four desks. A blonde haired woman noticed the two of you fisrt and 'ahemed' to the others. Stood in a line at attention Roy introduced them one by one "Amika, this is Jean Havoc," a dark blonde haired man with a cigarette in his mouth stepped foreward "Riza Hawkeye," the blonde woman stepped forward "Cain Fuery." A nerdy looking man with black hair an glasses stepped forward "and Breda" a chubby man stepped forward and gave a little bow "and this is the most respectful you'll ever see them." He finished sarcasticly.
Le end of chapter three, I'll probably have four posted this weekend so look out for it!
