Disclaimer: I see no point in these, because I have never, and will never, own any characters of, or the series "Full Metal Alchemist" Also, I will never make money off of this story. I can only make fans.
Warnings: Zero. Zip. Nada. None. Aren't I special? There's not even a cuss word in this story. I mean, we see worse on educational tv. Now that's bad. If I can write a story with no warnings, and even Barney, that stupid, retarded dinosaur is cussing.
Authors note: Well, I know I left you guys hanging. I'm sick, and so I hadn't updated last night, when I could have. Sorry if I disappointed any of you, like Tracy. Tracy, my devoted fan. She loves my update speed, and reviews all my chapters. Tracy, that makes you my number two fan. my girlfriend is number one. Congratulations, Tracy. I hope you enjoy this chapter. - Zack Finley "Zackislord"
Roy decides he should go see if Ed is worried or anything like that. When he walked out his office door, Ed was sitting there, blushing. Ed, being a little uncomfortable and embarrassed that he just walked in decided to make the first move.
"Look, sir, I'm sorry I walked in on you guys like that," Ed started to say.
"It's nothing Ed. Just forget about it," Mustang replied.
At this, Ed decided to see if Mustang had any assignments for him to do. Mustang told him he had two. The first assignment was to not tell anyone about what he had just seen. The second was to help him find people to organize a wedding. Mustang wanted everything to go perfect. Ed agreed to this, and went to go get Winry. Ed assumed that she'd know who would be a good wedding planner. As Ed left headquarters, he got a surprised from Maes Hughes.
"Ed, is it true?" Maes asked excitedly.
"Is what true?" Ed asked back, a little confused.
"Is there to be a wedding?"
"Maes, how do you know already? I found out less than five minutes ago, and I walked in on them."
"Roy called me already. He was excited that 'The woman I love is finally going to marry me,' so yes, I know, but we can't tell anyone else, can we?"
"Roy asked me not to tell anyone. I was just going off to see if I could find a good wedding planner."
"No need, Ed. I've already got that covered. As a colonel, I get priorities with things. I have the best wedding planner in Central already planning. Someone will be here in ten minutes to take Ms. Hawkeye to go get a dress, and Roy a suit."
"I see. Well then, I have no assignments, do I? I'll just go take the rest of the day off."
"You do that. Everything's covered."
At this, Ed left still planning on going to the hotel. He wanted to take Winry out to lunch, and talk a little while. Upon arriving, he finds Winry gone. He looks around the house for a little while, and finds only a note. He decides to read the note. "Ed, I called the front office, and had them tell me about some mechanical shops. I'll be back at around 1:15, I hope. Otherwise, I'll be searching the city. –Love, Winry" Great, Ed thought to himself. Well, I'll go try to find her, at least.
Ed walks out of the hotel, and tells them to give him all of the mechanical shops addresses that they gave to Winry. They happily did just that, and asked if Ed had any other requests. He said no, thanked the clerk, and went out the door. Ed searched all over for Winry, but Central is a big place. Finding her would be no easy task. Ed went to each of the shops in order, and surprisingly, found Winry at the third one on his list. She was staring at some auto-mail, and he put his hand on her shoulder. Surprised, Winry turned around to fight her supposed attacker. Ed ducked, and grabbed Winry's fist.
"No need to be surprised, honey," Ed said calmly.
"I'm sorry, sweetie," Winry replied.
"No problem. I just wanted to see if you wanted to go out for lunch. How's that sound?"
"That sounds great."
"After that, I can take you to buy supplies for auto-mail."
"Really! That would be wonderful."
As Ed walked with Winry out the door, he asked where she wanted to go. She said she had seen a little café, and that it looked really nice. Ed had known just where she was talking about. The only little café in all of Central, and Ed knew it was nice. Ed gladly took her there.
Upon arriving at the café, the waitress called for Ed. Ed had never been in this café before, but he had noticed the server. She was none other then Cheska, Maes Hughes's file restorer. She was often referred to as "Bookworm," which she didn't like, but she didn't really care.
"Hey Cheska, what are you doing here?" Ed asked her.
"Working," she replied happily.
"Why?" Winry just had to ask. "I thought you were working for Colonel Hughes, and he pays well. You should be set."
"I'm not doing it for money. I'm doing it for community service. I'm just trying to give back to the community," Cheska said with pride.
"Well then, mind serving me and Winry?" Ed asked her.
"No problem," she piped up.
She seated Ed and Winry in a smaller table in the back, with a luxurious window. Winry enjoyed the view, and so did Ed. Cheska came back ten minutes later asking them if they were ready to order. They both ordered their lunch time meals. Ed didn't order much. All he got was a cheeseburger with a side order of fries. Winry had two cheeseburgers, a small order of fries, and a salad. She absolutely loved her meal, and thanked Ed for taking her there.
After paying for the meal, and thanking Cheska for the great service, Edward and Winry walked to an auto-mail shop that had a great selection of supplies. Ed told her to get anything she needed, or wanted. Winry got everything she needed to keep her auto-mail in great condition. When Ed showed his pocket watch symbolizing him as a State Alchemist, the man told Ed that he didn't need all of that stuff, so it wasn't free. Ed showed the man his auto-mail arm, and leg. The man apologized, and gave Ed a few more supplies. Ed had explained that Winry was his mechanic, and girlfriend, so the man gave them no trouble.
Momentarily, back at headquarters, Roy and Riza were both picked up, and taken to get the proper uniform for their wedding. Somehow, Fuhrer King Bradely had found out about the military. He wasn't mad, or opposed to the wedding. He was only angry that Roy hadn't told him about the wedding himself. Roy was astonished that King Bradely was going to let them get married. He even went with Roy and Riza to see how they looked together, while in formal attire for a wedding.
"Sir, I didn't tell you because you know it isn't allowed for two military soldiers to have relations," Roy said.
"Roy, you know rules are meant to be broken. Life's no fun otherwise," the Fuhrer replied. "Besides, we can just say that rule applies only to regular military personnel. You, being a state alchemist, do not have to follow that rule."
"Thank you, Sir."
"Relax, Mustang. We're not in the office. We're friends here."
Roy continued looking at suits, trying to find which one he liked the most. As he searched, so did his fiancé, for a dress she wanted. Both had a coordinator, to help them pick out the perfect outfit for their wedding. Preparations were going underway, now, and no one was wasting time. The only thing that was not to be decided yet was the wedding date. Everything else, such as entertainment, outfits, customs, theme, it was all being decided. A team of three top-notch wedding planners were doing their best to pick a place.
"Mustang," said the Fuhrer.
"Yes?" Replied Mustang.
"How does a military wedding sound to you?"
"Sir, are you asking me if we want the military in formal clothes, spectating the wedding?"
"Well, as you know, in military weddings, everyone will be wearing white. The wedding will take place outdoors. You'll have everything perfect, and military protection. Everything would be perfect."
"Sir, it'd be an honor, but I need to ask Riza."
"Obviously, Ms. Hawkeye should be involved in the decision making."
Roy went to go find Riza, to tell her about the plan. He went to the dress section and found his fiancé, sitting there, staring at a dress she liked. He stood there a second, before he finally decided to say anything.
"Riza," Roy said.
"What is it, Roy?" She asked hesitantly.
"How does a military wedding sound to you?"
"But, we can't, can we?"
"Actually, we can. The Fuhrer has just offered us a military wedding, and he even told me that he was only angry we didn't tell him about the wedding. How he knows about it is above my head. But, we have been offered a military wedding, with a full regiment audience, and the protection of the military. Think about it Riza, we can invite anyone and everyone we want."
"Well, Roy, what do you want?"
"I want what you want."
"Then, let's do it. Let's have a military wedding."
Roy walked back slowly to the Fuhrer. He told him that Riza had agreed, and that they'd be honored to have a military wedding. The Fuhrer was very happy with their decision, and walked out to the car, with his secretary. They were heading back to get the date planned, and to inform everyone in Central about the wedding.
Roy, out of the corner of his eye, saw the tuxedo he wanted. He grabbed it, tried it on, and took it to the counter. He asked the clerk to keep that there, and told him he'd be back in fifteen minutes. At that, Roy went to go find Riza again. She had found the dress she wanted. Everyone at the wedding, save the preacher, was going to be wearing white. That was the way a military wedding worked. Completely formal, and if you had the slightest outfit mistake, you were thrown out. Roy and Riza walked back to the counter, and purchased their outfits.
They went back to Central headquarters just like they left. This meant being in separate cars, with a personal driver, and wedding advisor. Roy had talked to his advisor about Riza the whole twenty minute ride back to headquarters. Riza had talked to hers about Roy the whole ride. The love was quite obvious, and everyone could see it.
When they arrived back to headquarters, Roy was summoned by the Fuhrer. Roy went right away, thinking it was an assignment. When he got there, the Fuhrer said one thing: "December 23rd." Roy asked him what he meant by that, and the Fuhrer chuckled. Then he said "The day of your wedding, Mustang. It will be the 23rd of December." Roy thanked the Fuhrer, and asked if that was all. The Fuhrer had dismissed Mustang until further notice. Roy had been needing a break these past few days. Roy left a note on his desk, and asked Riza to come with him. He told her they would be leaving for a few days. Riza just nodded, and followed Roy.
Authors note: Sorry if my leaving the story off here annoys any of you. I wanted to get the update up, so I made this my sopping point for the chapter. Don't worry. It's the weekend now, so my story will have more updates over the weekend. - Zack Finley "Zackislord"