Okies, I've had a lot of time lately, and luckily, thanks to you guys, I haven't had a lack of ideas. I'm sure you guys don't want to hear me babble on, so here's Puppy Tails Chapter 4: She's Insane!

"This is not good." Shigure whined. peeking through the bushes at his surroundings. "What to do, what to do." he asked himself. He had come down to two options: Either wander blindly through the night, hoping a police officer did not catch him, or sit here until he froze to death, or starved, whichever came first. Then, he saw it. A newspaper was lying on a bench. "Maybe that will be big enough to cover me up." he mused, looking both ways to make sure the coast as clear. He darted out of the bush and made a run for the bench. He grabbed the newspaper and wrapped it around his waist.

"Hey! You over there!" a someone screamed from across the park, "Stop right there!"

Shigure broke into a run, 'Oh no! The police!' he was not about to go to jail.

"Stop in the name of he law!" the police officer screamed, running after Shigure.

Shigure was running as fast as he possibly could, but the police officer was closing in on him fast. "Why couldn't I get one that ate too many doughnuts?" Shigure whimpered, racking his brain for excuses. "I was mugged and they stole my clothes." was one, or: well, that was the only one he could think of. Hopefully the police officer would believe him.

"Stop!" the police officer screamed, grabbing a handful of Shigure's hair, in an attempt to yank him to the ground. In one last attempt to escape the clutches of the police officer, he whipped his head forward, sending the officer's small frame flying over him. Shigure saw this event as his chance to escape, but he did not count on the fact that the police officer still had a firm grip on his hair. Due to the effects of gravity, the officer came crashing down on top of Shigure, knocking him onto the ground. The one other thing that Shigure did not count on was the fact that the policeman, was not a policeman. Shigure was surrounded by a large 'poof.'

"What happened?" the policewoman mumbled groggily, rubbing her head.

'Yay! I'm a dog again!' Shigure barked happily. 'I'm a dog again ...'

"Hey little fella." the policewoman cooed, scratching behind Shigure's ears, "Did you knock me over and make me lose that nasty little streaker?"

Shigure frowned deeply, 'I am not little!'

"Did you happen to see where he went?" she asked.

Shigure cocked his head to the side.

"How adorable." she smiled as she rubbed his neck, "Oh, you don't have a collar."

Shigure froze, 'I am not going back to the pound!' he yelped, planning his escape.

"Well, my shift is about over." she mused, gently grasping the scruff of his neck, "Why don't you come home with me?"

Shigure barked, dropping to the floor, 'Noooooooo!' he whined.

"C'mon little fella." she cooed, scooping him up in her arms.

'Deja vu.' Shigure mused as he wiggled around, trying to escape.

"You're a feisty little guy." she mumbled, light brown eyes looking into his. Something changed in those eyes. "Now, why don't you stay still?" she asked.

Shigure stopped moving. Something in her eyes told him that he had better listen to her.

"That's a good dog." she smiled. She opened the door to her squad car and gently placed Shigure on the seat, closing the door behind him. She went around the back, letting herself in on the driver's side. She started up the car and began to drive.

Shigure lay down on the seat, his head resting on is crossed paws. He stared up at the lady. She may be a little scary, but she sure was pretty. Her blonde hair was tied back in a tight bun, little fringes of hair poking out. 'She looks so serious. Scary.' he shivered.

He stared outside the window, watching the lights flash before him as they drove along. He felt fingers on his head, he turned to see that the woman was softly stroking his head. Shigure was surprised, this woman who looked so tough and mean, was petting him with such tenderness. He closed his eyes.

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No sooner had he closed them then he had opened them to see he was on the rug of a strange apartment. He lifted his head and looked around. The apartment was rather empty, the only thing in this room, the living room, he guessed, was a couch, the rug he was laying on, and a small wooden desk. Sitting at the desk was the woman who had brought him home, she had a pencil in her hand and seemed to be hard at work.

He sauntered on over to her. He craned his neck to try and see what she was doing, but the table was to high for him.

The woman looked up to see Shigure standing next to her, "You want to see?" she asked.

Shigure sat down, looking up at her. He had perfected the 'puppy-dog' eyes.

She nodded, picking up the piece of paper and holding it up so Shigure could see.

Shigure barked happily, dismissing it as a doodle she had drawn. That is, until he further inspected the drawing. He froze. It was a picture of him.

"It's a drawing for the police files." she explained, noticing Shigure's face. Yes, even dogs make faces that tip you off to their emotions. Especially dogs like Shigure. "This guy is facing charges of indecent exposure. With his picture, people will be able to identify him."

Shigure whimpered. This lady was going to send him to jail. He looked at the picture one more time. In the corner was a scribbled signature. 'Hawkeye' it read. 'Riza Hawkeye.' If he managed to get out of here, he would have to remember that name, and remember to stay away from Ms. Hawkeye. He was then struck by a different fear. What will happen if he transforms? That would cause quite a commotion. He whimpered, worry taking over.

"Oh, you must be hungry." Riza stated, rising from her chair. "Let me get you something."

Shigure, stricken with fear, followed her into the kitchen, jumping on her back, when she was at the counter ((so she wouldn't fall)) in a make-shift hug to extend his time as a dog.

"Whoa!" Riza yelped, pushing the dog off of her. She bopped him on the nose, "Bad dog." she chided. She grasped the scruff of his neck and dragged him back to the living room, making him sit on a piece of foam on the floor. "I guess we'll just have to teach you some manners." she frowned as she cocked her gun.

Shigure's eyes widened. This woman was mad! She was going to go berserk!

Riza fired four neat shots around Shigure, hitting only the foam.

Shigure froze, the only thing keeping him from peeing his pants ((Well he doesn't really have pants, but you get what I'm saying, right?)) was the fear that that action would result in more gunshots.

"Now, we're not going to jump anymore, are we?" she asked sweetly, smoke coming out of the barrel of her gun.

'She's insane!' Shigure yelped, shaking his head.

And that's chapter four! And just in case you were wondering, that is the Riza Hawkeye from 'Full Metal Alchemist' fame. In my story, she is a policewoman instead of a member of the military. I've always wanted to see how Shigure would feel if he was trained by her! Black Hayate looks petty scared of her training methods! XD I hope you liked it! I hope I kept her in character enough for you FMA fans! XD R&R!