Disclaimer: If I owned Fullmetal, I'd be a lot cooler than I am now.
Roy's Point of View
I tapped my pencil on my desk, glad to be rid of Hawkeye for a few minutes while she fetched me come copies. I pushed my swivel chair back and forth across the wooden floor, not caring that it was scratching it severely.
As if to break my boredness, I heard fast paced feet approaching my door. I spun my chair around and faced the window, to make it look as though I was deep in though and obviously busy.
"Taisa!" It was Havoc. I turned the chair around and he was saluting to me.
"What is it," I stood up and walked to him, motioning for him to put down his hand.
"There's, uh, someone here to see you." He stuttered, "A real…knock out."
"What?"
"There's a girl here to—"
"I know, I know," I put my hand to my forehead, trying to think of any woman that would be seeing me now. "Did she give her name?"
"No, sir. She's on her way down here."
"Well…" I pulled out a comb from my pocket, "I can always use a little flirting,"
Havoc groaned, "Don't you have a girlfriend, sir?"
"Yeah," I guess you could call him that.
Havoc saluted again, and then left the room. I could hear the soft tapping of feet approaching my door. I leaned against my desk nonchalantly and waited for her to open the door. The door creaked open and she walked in.
"Edward?"
"No, Taisa," Janet grinned at me, "It's Janet." He looked into my eyes, "Remember?"
I rushed to the door and slammed it closed. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!"
"Nothin', baby." He pulled out a small box. "Just the shrimp bringin' you some food."
I grinned, I knew what this was all about. Then, coming back to reality and realizing the situation, I glared at him, "You're gonna kill my rep if people find out it's you and not Janet."
His joking face went all mean. "Roy, what the fuck are you talking about?" He grabbed my collar and pulled me down. "Who cares, anyway?"
I pulled away from his grip. "I do."
"So, you're reputation is more important than me?"
He looked all puppy dog into my eyes. "N-no."
"You shouldn't care what people think, Roy-san." He ran a hand through his highlighted hair. "I don't feel like having to wear this junk every time I wanna go out with you. I did it once, no, wait, twice now, to make you happy, but you need to make me happy in return. It is Equivalent Exchange, after all."
"Edo…it's just that…"
"No, it's not." He pulled me back down to him and kissed me. "I want you to think about that. I'd like to go out Friday, as myself."
He left the room and opened the door, blowing a kiss at me.
I sat there, stunned.
Later that day, after thinking long and hard about it, I came to my decision.