Hughes glanced at the clock, worriedly. It was eleven o'clock PM and Roy still hadn't shown up. Had he forgotten? Was he not interested? Or was he just being a jack ass? He hoped that none of those were the reasons why the Colonel was so late. Riza must be heart broken... Hughes thought, sadly.

She did look miserable behind the fake smile she was using as a mask. When he had told her that Roy was also coming to dinner she had nearly lifted off the ground with happiness. Of course, she had hidden it behind that serious expression of hers. She seemed to hide everything and shoved all her emotions aside to make others happy.

Roy the shrimp watched Riza from his tank. He fidgetted and squirmed thinking of what she might be thinking. He hoped she didn't hate him... But was it really his fault for being a shrimp on the night of Hughes' little dinner party? I'm sure if I just explain things when everything goes back to normal, she'll understand... Right? He thought.

Edward the cat gave the Colonel a confused look. Why did he look so nervous? He shrugged it off and looked back at the "twisted" dog, Black Hayate, that was sitting by Riza's chair staring up at her. Ed had been staring at that mut all night. It was odd to listen to it, "I love my mistress... Riza Hawkeye's my woman... I love her... I want her... She's all mine and I'm all hers... She's perfect." It reminded of what he had heard Roy mummbling in his sleep once, only creepier.

"This dog is sooooooo twisted. How can Riza live with him?" Ed muttered, shivering. The moment the word "Riza" left Ed's lips, Black Hayate turned toward Edward. The cat stiffened and the fur on the back of his neck prickled. Something bad was going to happen. He could feel it in the air.

Like a flash of black and white lightning, Black Hayate had Ed pinned onto his back. Ed struggled and hissed trying to break free of the dog's grip, but it was much stronger than he was. Black Hayate pressed his nose against Ed's.

"What did you say about my girl?" He growled. Ed shivered. Twisted... he thought.

"N-nothing," Ed squirmed. "Nothing at all!" He had this queezy feeling in his stomach that told him that if he told the truth he'd get his nose torn off.

"Good," And with that Black Hayate trotted back to his owner's side.

Roy had turned his attention to Ed and Black Hayate when the fight had broken out and was still staring bug-eyed at the dog. After a moment he shook his head and looked over at Ed who was still flat on his back.

"What's wrong? Dog got your tounge?" he laughed. Ed shot his a cold glare and rolled onto his front.

"Well, I want to see how you take tackled by that crazy mut," He huffed. Roy was still laughing when he realised that Riza was heading for the door.

"Oh c'mon, Riza, just stay for a little longer. I'm sure he'll be here any minute!" Hughes tried to stop his guest from leaving.

"No thank you, Maes. I need to be getting home now. Thank you for the dinner, I had a nice time." Riza said, opening the front door.

"No! Riza! Wait, don't go!" Roy hollared. But she couldn't hear his cries and left with Black Hayate at her heals, leaving a heart broken Mustang behind.

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The next day...

The train from Resembool arrived at Central station. A fuming Winry Rockbell stepped off the train and practically ran out of the station. She ran all the way to the Central Military H.Q, cursing under her breath all the way.

"Ughhh... Edward when I find you I'm gonna kick your ass!"

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Another short chapter by me! But I got it done and that's what counts, right! The black Hayate part was the best... Lol!