Disclaimer: I do not own "Full Metal Alchemist," it's character', it's owners, or anything else. I do not own the song used in this chapter. The song title is "You and Me" by a band named Lifehouse. The lyrics are theirs, and theirs alone. I have borrowed the lyrics, and have not tampered with them at all. All rights reserved by Lifehouse. I am making no money from this story.
Warnings: Again, none. Well, if you think that Havoc having to work is considered "Unethical treatment" or "Cruel and unusual punishment" then you should proceed with caution. Other than that, I have no warnings, except this. "Don't do drugs." They're bad for you.
Authors note: This is the second part to the chapter "Preparations." Enjoy reading, and I hope you like what I have planned. My sickness has clouded my mind a little, but I tried to provide a good, solid plot line for you. Tell me what you think. - Zack Finley "Zackislord"
Back in the office, Ed went looking for Roy. He was nowhere to be found. He saw a piece of paper on Roy's desk. He went to go see if it would lead him to Mustang. He started to read it, and this is what it said.
"Dear all of you, Riza and I are on a little trip. We'll be back in one week. That will be the 21st of December. While we are gone, Major Elric is in charge. You all need to listen to him, and his superiors, like you would listen to me. I hope this is understood. – Lieutenant Colonel Roy Mustang 'The Flame Alchemist'"
At this, Ed went to find everyone else. The first person he found was Hughes. After Hughes, he found Breda, then Fury, then Falman, and finally, Havoc. He took them all to Mustang's office, so that they could read the note as well. After they read the note, they started laughing. Ed asked them what was so funny.
"You, in charge. What was Mustang thinking, putting a shorty like you in charge?" Havoc started saying. He was laughing so hard, he was almost crying. Then, Ed hit him in the head with his auto-mail fist. Havoc stopped laughing immediately.
"Now then, Havoc, I am your commanding officer, and I always was your superior, so you really have no right to taunt me. In fact, I should have you punished, but I'm too nice," Ed replied.
"Sorry, Sir," Havoc saluted as best as he could when he said this.
Ed was finally going to see things done the way he wanted them done. He was going to see them done without Mustang. Ed had an evil look on his face. He looked as if he was going to have fun for the next week.
Ed mumbled, "While the cats are out of the way, the mice will play."
Ed started giving everyone commands. Commands of all kinds. Most of them were pointless to getting anything done in the office. One command he gave was to serve him lunch. Ed was going to work everyone to the bone this week.
Meanwhile, in a hidden area, where only Riza and Roy were, Roy was on one knee, singing to Riza. This is what he sang to her softly:
"What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive.
I can't keep up, and I can't back down.
I've been losing so much time.
'Cause it's you and me, and all of the people,
With nothing to do, nothing to lose,
And it's you and me, and all of the people,
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you.
All of things that I want to say just aren't coming out right.
I'm tripping on words.
You've got my head spinning.
I don't know where to go from here.
'Cause it's you and me, and all of the people,
With nothing to do, nothing to prove,
And it's you and me, and all of the people,
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you.
There's something about you now,
I can't quite figure out.
Everything she does is beautiful.
Everything she does is right.
'Cause it's you and me, with all of the people,
With nothing to do, nothing to lose,
And it's you and me, with all of the people,
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you and me,
And all of the people, with nothing to do,
Nothing to prove.
And it's you and me, and all of the people,
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you.
What day is it?
And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive."
After Roy finished singing, Riza kissed him, and thanked him. She thought his singing was beautiful, and she felt special to have him sing to her. Roy gently kissed her back, on the forehead, and her cheek.
"You know," Roy said calmly. "That song isn't entirely true."
"How's that honey?" Riza asked.
"Well, it states, 'It's you and me, and all of the people, with nothing to do, nothing to lose,' but that's not true. I have nothing to gain, and everything to lose. By the way, Riza, you are everything."
At that, Riza started to cry tears of happiness, knowing that the two were perfect for each other. Roy always thought, in his mind, that without Riza, he'd die. In all honesty, the same went for Riza. The two could never be separated without being depressed.
Back in the office, Winry had showed up, and was talking with Ed. Ed had given everyone a break. They were relieved to finally have a break, and all went out to lunch. Surprisingly, the office looked ok. Ed wanted to show everyone who was boss, and Havoc had sustained an injury while working. Ed had yelled at him for it, and told him to work harder after his break. Ed had seen how this people were while Mustang was here. They were disobedient, undisciplined, and too carefree. Ed was going to change that. He was going to make them respect him, and their other superiors.
Ed and Winry were talking about pretty much anything. The weather, people, mechanics, everything. They were quite bored, and had nowhere to go. Being in charge, Ed wasn't going to give the men a break by leaving. The next few days were going to be tough for Mustang's subordinates.
The next day, Fuhrer Bradley had called for all available men to help get the wedding ready. This meant that Fury, Havoc, Hughes, Breda, Falman, and even Elric would be working to get everything set up. They unloaded tables, and put them where they needed to go, and they got chairs, and put them with the tables. Each of the tables had a tablecloth, and the whole wedding was themed.
It was to be a Christmas-like setting, since the wedding took place two days before Christmas. There was going to be a party after the wedding, and people of all ages were allowed. The ceremony, however, was only for military personnel, and guests of Mustang's and Hawkeye's. Invitations had been sent, clothes had been prepared, and entertainment was getting a feel for the area. A local military band had been called in, to play music for after the ceremony. The wedding was going to prove to be a good show. Of course, security was going to be tight, so no one could hurt Mustang or Hawkeye, the couple-to-be.
Mustang showed up a day ahead of schedule with his fiancé. They arrived on the 22nd, and looked around. The whole arena in the back of Central Headquarters was turned into a festival ground. Tables and chairs matched perfectly, and there was eloquence to be seen everywhere. Mustang and Hawkeye looked around, with big eyes, at what was to be expected. It looked as if there was to be about fifteen hundred guests from the looks of it. The ocean of tables was proof of that.
Mustang could imagine paying for the wedding. It would be hundreds of thousands of dollars. He was glad it was a military wedding, because it meant the state would be charged, instead of him. He had nothing to worry about, except not choking up when slipping the ring on Hawkeye's finger. He had quite a ring in store for her, but she didn't know it, of course.
After about half an hour, Mustang took Hawkeye, and walked into the office. In fact, Roy carried her, as if he was going to carry her over the threshold. He was careful to not bump her head into the wall, as he entered the office, he saw a bottle oh Champaign on his desk. Next to it was a note. He read it, and it said:
"Dear Roy, this is a little early gift. Have fun tonight. Since we can't give you a bachelor party (stupid military customs), this is how we decided to pay you off. –Sincerely, Hughes"
Mustang took the bottle, and looked at the vintage. This bottle was from the mid 1500's. That was about four hundred fifty years of aging for this bottle. Roy knew it had to be expensive. He looked to Riza.
"Riza, shall we have this now, or later?" He asked her softly.
"Well, the sooner, the better. We don't want to have hangovers tomorrow at the ceremony," she replied with a smile on her face.
"Then we shall drink now."
Roy pulled two wine glasses out from a drawer in his desk. He poured a glass of the Champaign for himself, and for Riza. He handed her a glass of the drink, then raised his own.
"To an everlasting life, and to everlasting love with the woman of my dreams, Riza," Roy exclaimed.
"To a long life worth living with the perfect man, Roy," Riza said.
"Cheers," they said at the same time, as they tapped the glasses into each other.
Then, they drank. The Champaign had a nice, sweet, flavor, that both of them enjoyed. It wasn't too crisp either, and carried a soft, gentle flavor, but was quite powerful at the same time. They loved the drink, and they loved each other. Tomorrow was a day special for them, and only them. It was their day, their day to be together, and that would allow them to be together, forever. Nothing was going to ruin their relationship, or their love for one another.
Both of them went home happy that night, ready for what was to come tomorrow. Roy's dream was coming true, just the way he had always wished for, and Riza's wish was coming true, just the way she had always dreamed it would. The next day was going to be special, and they knew it.
Authors note: The next chapter will contain something. I think you know what it is. Also, I hope you enjoy a good twist, becuse the story may contain one. Or, is the twist that there is no twist? Maybe. Have fun reading. I should have the next chapter up tonight, or early tomorrow. I'll update as soon as possible. - Zack Finley "Zackislord"