Chapter One
Confusing Loves.
Kain Fuery was in love. Who it was with? That made things quite confusing.
"Havok," a woman coaxed, "come on. Cheer up."
Fuery watched the lovely lady, wondering how Jean Havok couldn't give in to her. Those pleading brown eyes that watched with worry, that short blonde hair…
"Can't Riza. She left me for the Colonel. But the weird part is… I wasn't focusing on her. I mean yea, she was a total babe, but I thought of…"
"What?"
Fuery loved her voice. It was stern, loving, just beautiful.
"I was thinking of someone else." Havok took a deep breath. He looked at Riza, almost humiliated. "It was a guy, Riza."
"A guy?" Fuery and Hawkeye questioned together.
"The Colonel?" suggested Kain.
Havok avoided Fuery's gaze as he shook his head. "No way. Someone cuter."
Fuery and Hawkeye gaped. Havok just said "cuter" and in this situation?
"H-Havok, sir," Kain began, "how can you say a guy is cute?"
"Fuery, wait. After fifty girls ditch you for the Colonel, guy's look better and better. Less chance of having them robbed."
Hawkeye glared at him. "That is sick, lieutenant."
"Riza-"
"I used to admire you. Now… I'm kinda weirded out."
Havok finally looked at Fuery. "You… admired me?"
"For never giving up on women. Always trying harder. Always trying something new just in hope."
"The kid's right, Havok. You still have a shot with someone," she tried hinting.
Fuery melted at Hawkeye's voice. Maybe one day she could fall for him. Unlikely, but hey, that were what dreams were for.
"…drinks? Fuery? You with us?" Havok asked, Fuery shot up from his slouch and blushed at missing the first part entirely.
"Drink? With who?"
"US." Havok sounded annoyed. "I'm only going if you come."
Hawkeye glared at him. "And what is the matter with me?"
"It'd feel like a date, Riza."
"Sure!" Fuery exclaimed, thrilled to do anything… if it involved Riza Hawkeye.