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A/N: Yo, it would be like…crazy nice if you guys would review. I'm REALLY new at this and this is my first story, so I need some encouragement here, people, or I'll start getting sarcastic. It's nasty when I'm sarcastic.

Waves: Chapter 2

Roy Mustang was a nice guy, for sure. He had the nicest hair, the nicest uniform,

Even the nicest girlfriend with the nicest ass and the nicest boobs. But when Lieutenant Colonel Roy mustang walked into his office at 7: 56 sharp on Saturday, march 2nd, he had no Idea how nice he would have to be.

Roy walked in on a familiar sight. Seiya Searen was sitting on his desk, legs crossed, awaiting his arrival. Although they had crossed paths on regular bases at their apartment, the whole relationship was different at work. No one knew they were living together, and Roy intended to keep it that way. She looked pouty, as if she wanted to do something no one would let her do. He closed the door behind him, absentmindedly forgetting to lock the door. He walked around to the chair behind his desk, nodding in greeting towards the woman on the desk and sitting in the armchair behind her, yanking some paperwork out from under her butt.

"Good morning Colonel, how may I help you?" She grumbled at his formal greeting and stretched herself out over the papers on the desk, lying down on it, looking at him.

"Well, you can start with a kiss, and then you should take off your shirt, then maybe, I might take off mine…" She flipped onto her stomach and reached for his collar, drawing his face to hers. "Will that suffice? " He chuckled and placed a light peck on her lips, removing her hands.

"We can't…okay? " She smiled and slipped off the desk as his expression grew cautious. She slipped a pale hand into the messenger bag in the chair on the opposite side of the desk and pulled out a large stack of papers. She slapped them down on his desk.

"Fine with me." He looked over the papers.

"I have to sign…" He paused as his breath caught in his throat. "ALL of these?"

"Yes, Mustang. Actual work. Every single one, down to the tail on the G of your signature, it's to be perfect or I'll demote you." She chuckled. He smiled wickedly in her direction.

"What if I say yes? " She approached his desk and laid a hand on his chest.

"I would have to say…" She closed in so that her breath was caught up by his ear. "Tough shit." She bounced out of the room as her name was called over the intercom.

"HIGH COLONEL OF THE SPECIAL FORCES SQUAD SEIYA SEAREN PLEASE GO TO YOUR OFFICE! "

Roy could hear her mumble about an old bat as he dug out his fountain pen and began to sign.

It was 7: 43 PM by the time Seiya locked up her office and rode the elevator down to the lobby. Roy'll probably be mad. She smiled as she thought about him, flagging down a cab outside the imperial building. But before she could step into the cab, she was grabbed by a cold, metal hand on her shoulder. She jumped and flung around, looking straight over a bright blonde head. She laughed as he raised a hand to her face, pointing downwards.

"Hey Seiya! " The younger boy hugged around her middle and she giggled, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "It's been such a long time! I thought you DIED! I'm so glad that mustang isn't around, sure am glad you live on your own!" she laughed weakly as the two got into the cab and they began to talk. The young man was wearing a black suit with a red tie and his blonde hair was in a high ponytail. She compared her trimmed, blue skirt suit to his silently, as he looked her over; he noticed the badge over her heart, etching a damper in the darkness of the wool, shedding a silver light on her outfit. He grabbed it form her and held it to the window of the car. "WOW! Special Forces! SWEET! "She smiled as he put it back on her suit.

"It's very nice to see you Ed, umm…are you, going to my house?" She gently eased him into the feeling that he wasn't welcome, and eventually, as they exited the cab, he clued in.

"What's wrong? I've showed up unannounced before, why is this different?" She smiled weakly again, as he grabbed her briefcase from her and skipped into the elevator.

"No reason, it's just, it's been a while since you were here last. Things have changed a little, Edward." He chuckled. The elevator doors opened once again, revealing the floor to the penthouse. She dug out her keys as he bombarded her with questions.

"Like what? New carpet? New car? Obviously you have a new apartment, but why do you need two bedrooms anyways, there's a guestroom for sure, but what was so bad about your other place? Wait I know what it is! New cooking style! Or is it…" She threw the door open and ALL of Ed's questions were answered. There, in front of the fridge, stood Roy. Clad in bright red boxers that read: EAT ME, holding a litre of ice cream in one hand and a spoon in the other. He looked back to see his girlfriend standing in the door way, and a short blonde boy he recognized slightly, bracing himself against the doorframe. "A boyfriend….?"