Not As Planned
By:FMA4EVER
I do not own Inuyasha...wait...I mean FMA! Sry!
"Oops? Oops! That's all you can say? We are on the wrong train!" Hawkeye yelled.
"Now Riza, don't get so upset," Roy soothed.
Riza glared at Roy the rest of the train ride, or at least they came to a sign that said: Welcome to Brownsville!
Roy followed Riza off the train while he was stuck carrying all the luggage.
This must be part of my punishment... Roy thought to himself as Riza flagged down a taxi.
Riza got in the back seat, as Roy out the luggage in the trunk and joined Riza.
"Where to?" The taxi driver asked irritated. He must be having an off day.
"The nearest inn please," Roy asked as he straitened his military uniform.
"Roy Mustang? Is that you?" The driver asked as he turned to get a better look at Roy and Riza.
He had blue eyes, rough, blonde hair, medium skin tone, and a charming smile. Roy remembered him as his formal high school rival. They would always compete over anything...especially the ladies.
"Mike? Is that you?" Roy asked back.
"Yeah! How are you?" Mike asked as he continued to drive.
"Good and you?" Roy asked.
"Great!" Mike answered. "So, who is that pretty lady in the back seat with you?"
"Oh! This is Riza Hawkeye...my...my...girlfriend!" Roy lied.
Riza turned to Roy with an unpleasant look on her face.
"Just go along with it...please?" Roy whispered.
"You guys getting pretty close back there...do I have to pull over?" Mike joked.
"No! We'll behave," Roy answered before Hawkeye had a chance to say anything.
"Well...why don't you guys stay at my house? It'll be much better than a cheap motel," Mike asked as he eyed Riza through the rear view mirror.
Roy didn't like the way he was looking at Riza, so Roy was about to say no, but Riza beat him to it.
"We'd love to!"
"Great! We're almost there," Mike said as he winked at Riza, which made Roy's blood boil.
After a few more minutes, they finally got to a huge mansion with iron gates and a gardener working on the flowers in the front yard.
"Is this where you work Mike?" Roy asked as they continued to drive up the large drive way.
"No, where I live," Mike answered simply.
"How?" Roy managed to ask.
"I own the city Roy," Mike said as if it were as simple as pie. (A/N: Pie...mmmm...sounds good..oh...sry...back to the story!)
"It's beautiful," Riza comments as the car stops and servants come out to get the luggage and open the doors.
This is not going as planned... Roy thought as he and Riza walked into the huge mansion.
To be continued...review and I will continue...
Sorry it was short, I had writer's block and I hope I fixed the tenses. Sorry, I can't tell. Flames are welcomed!
