Chapter Two

Drinks and a Confession

Fuery and Havok sat across from Hawkeye, much to Fuery's disappointment and Havok's joy.

"Guys, keep it to first names tonight," Riza said, smiling gently.

Fuery melted. "Yes, Miss Riza."

"Riza, do you really think badly of me?" asked Havok.

There was an awkward silence and Fuery couldn't help but stare. Even Hawkeye's thinking face was magnificent. She was so caring for the Second Lieutenant. Maybe he himself had a chance. He liked that way of thinking.

She opened her mouth to respond, but Fuery's slight jump made her stop.

"Mr. Jean," Fuery hissed. He slapped at the blonde man's hand and watched it return to Havok's side.

"What?" he asked playfully. "It's fun to see you squirm."

"But I…" Fuery blushed. There was no way around it. The man just tried to feel him… "I don't like you like that. I'm sorry, sir."

Riza pouted at Jean's 'pleasure seeking'. "Jean…"

Havok put on a pained smile. "Back to you Riza, what do you think of me?"

"Just because you were flirting with Fuery doesn't make me think much less of you, but really, you should atleast try thinking of women. Atleast one likes you, I know that," she said, hoping he would ask who…

"Ah, so I can still flirt with the little guy and you won't hate me?" he grinned.

Fuery reddened and scooted a bit more away from the man. "No you can't. It's weird."

Havok nodded and pulled Fuery closer. "Okay then! I won't flirt, just-"

Fuery whimpered. "Mustang…"

"Huh? Kid, he isn't with... oh shit," Havok said, glancing over.

True enough, the man calmly approached the table in the bar. He gave a slight smirk at Fuery in Havok's arms before turning to Hawkeye.

"Colonel?" Havok began. "What the hell do you want?"

"A word with Riza."

'He's gonna get her… I know it! He's gonna ask to buy her a drink, sweet talk her, then-' Fuery's thoughts raced.

The female blonde rose. "Yes, sir." And left.

Fuery looked up at Havok and gently removed the arm. He glanced down as Havok removed something from his pocket… but upon seeing what it was, he growled.

"Smoking kills, Havok."

"Just Jean. Just tonight, kid."

Fuery's growl grew. He hated being called a kid, especially by Havok.

"What were you doing earlier?"

"Trying to touch you. Your whole body just seems so soft and fragile… I had to have it in my arms atleast once. Kain, I love-"

Fuery slapped him. "You've had too much to drink, Mr. Jean."

Havok was frozen in place. A man had just slapped him. A man…

Riza returned with a sigh. She sat down and took a large drink and rubbed her temples as Mustang stormed out of the bar. Fuery was delighted, he had a chance if she didn't like Mustang! Remembering Jean's confession though, he rose from his seat. "I'm leaving now," he said, not wanting to be so close to that man at that second.

"Kain? What's wrong?" Riza asked, completely unaware of what had happened.

Jean blushed and lowered his head. "Nothing, so… Kain, may I drive you home? Well, to your dorms?"

"No, thank you," Kain said with a fake smile, he was good at giving those by now. "I'm alright."

Fuery then turned and left, getting a goodnight from Riza, making him want to skip for joy.

Havok's head lowered further. He felt ashamed. He had been slapped by the man he loved. That couldn't be right! "I'm a failure, Riza. Plain and simple. I suck at life, and always will, won't I? I can never get anyone, can I? I am just a no good smoker who always gets second best." He moped around and nursed his drink without a glance to it.

Hawkeye grew concerned. She decided she had to say something to that. "Jean, the kid probably got tired. It is nearing midnight you know, we should both leave sometime."

Havok looked up at her. "He rejected me, Riza."

She showed shock, for once in her whole military life, she showed shock and disbelief. "What?" she whispered.

"I love Fuery. My last few dates, I've thought of him. Not the girl I was with." Havok put out his cigarette. "Riza, he thought I was drunk and blamed that for speaking out."

He made sure not to mention any slapping that was involved, it still kind of hurt him to be honest.

Riza sighed. Getting Havok was getting harder every day.