A/N: Quick update Your reviews make me happy…but I don't get enough : (. More please? But all you have reviewed, you have saved this story. I wasn't getting any reviews so I was so close to not finishing this FanFic. But now I am going to Thank you so much Here's the 7th chapter of : By Her Gun!

What was it that bothered him? Roy thought as he walked down the stairs leading out of HQ. He kept his eyes on the ground in thought. Sure…they were going against protocol….yet…he didn't think that he would have minded as much…if it was anyone else…anyone other then…Riza…

He shook his head fiercely. No! That's not it! It's not jealousy! He continued, trying to get the thought of possible envy out of his head. He sighed as he walked over to the large oak tree that stood just below his office. He sat down, leaning his head against the large bark. It's not jealousy…he told him self again. He looked up at the clouded sky and closed his eyes, losing himself in his thoughts, until he heard the sound of something hitting the ground near the bushes next to the building.

He opened his eyes looking to where the sound had come. He saw nothing there. He looked up to the window of his office, to see if anyone had dropped something from the upper floors, when he saw the open window of his office close. He squinted, to get better view of who was closing it. It was Havoc…He felt his blood beginning to boil again…

Stop that! He told himself, leaning back again. What is wrong with you? You are not jealous! He closed his eyes, jabbing both hands into his pocket, feeling a piece of folded paper. Huh? He looked down, taking out the note folded neatly in his pocket. His heart skipped a beat as slowly opened it. Maybe… it's from Ri-. His heart fell as he read the contents of the letter.

XOXOXO

Sincerely,

-Amy.

He sighed, messily sticking the note back in his pocket. Who did you think it would be from? He shook his head, in attempt to stop the answer from coming into his mind. He closed his eyes again. Amy….now which one was that? He thought. Oh…she's the one with the red hair. She was…nice…If you like the clingy, dependent type… Apparently Riza did if she was going for a guy like Havoc…He stopped himself.

"I'm not jealous!" he yelled. He looked around, realizing he had said it aloud as passerby militants stopped to stare. He cleared his throat, shooing them off. He took the note out of his pocket again. She was nice…

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Later on, that night, Roy found himself in front of a large house, waiting for Amy to be ready.

"I'll be right down, Roy." Said a giggling voice from the inside of the house. Roy just nodded, clutching his coat tighter as a bitter breeze passed through the dark city streets. Alright…brighten up…Don't even think about earlier. He told himself. The door opened to reveal Amy standing there with her hands on her waist proudly. She spun around, showing off her knee high, red dinner dress that Roy thought to be just a tad bit too dressy for a simple dinner date, seeing as how he was still dressed casually in his uniform. Roy just smiled passively, and then turned around, offering his arm out to her. This was apparently not the reaction she was looking for.

"Roy?" She said curtly. He turned to see her hand at her waist and her foot tapping impatiently, her curly red hair bouncing as she did so.

"Oh…You look beautiful, Anna." Amy's eyes grew wide. "I mean, Amy…Amy, of course. I was kidding." He corrected himself, before she said say anything. She eyed him questionably then hurried to his side, smiling again. She clutched at his arm as they walked down the street. They walked in what seemed like unbearable silence (For Amy anyway) until she couldn't take it anymore.

"So…Roy," Amy started amiably. "How was work today?" Roy cringed slightly at the mention of work, letting his arm go limp as she swung it back and forth playfully.

"Work was…work…Nothing special." He said simply, keeping his eyes forward as they approached the small restaurant. Amy flinched at his shortness. She cleared her throat loudly. Roy blinked then looked to her as she looked the other way innocently. He rolled his eyes. "And how was your day, Amy?" She brightened up again, clutching his arm tighter. "Oh, that's so sweet of you to ask, Roy. Actually, today was exhausting…" Roy sighed, nodding as she began to tell him of her oh-so-fatiguing day of dog walking and shoe shopping. She continued talking as they were sat down by the waiter of the small restaurant.

"I was just going to settle for the strapless open healed slip-ons, but that just looked to sloppy, you know? And…" She blushed slightly. "I wanted to look extra special for tonight." Roy leaned back in his chair, pretending to listen by adding an occasional, "Me too." "Uh-huh." "Really?" and Amy's personal favorite, "Did I tell you how nice you look tonight?" She continued talking, apparently pleased with his responses as Roy's thoughts began to drift back to the events of earlier that day again.

Riza had been in a clouded state of mind...maybe she didn't really know what she was doing… He flinched, trying to keep his cool. It doesn't matter anyway….its over with…But…when he looked back, it looked a lot to him like it was Havoc who was the one, more in control. Did Havoc actually have feelings for Riza? Or…does Riza have feeling for Havoc? No! It doesn't matter anyway. He continued trying to tell himself as the waiter took Amy's order. I am not jealous. He told himself again. He looked around the restaurant, in attempt to clean his thoughts.

He smiled slightly as he saw two young children dining with their parents, he then turned his gaze to a young couple who stood up. They man draped the coat over the woman's shoulder. He then leaned over and kissed her gently. The image of Riza and Havoc came racing back to Roy's mind.

Amy looked up from her menu to Roy. "Roy, are you-"

"I'm not jealous!" he yelled subconsciously. Silence filled the room as every one stopped eating to turn to stare at him. Amy, noticing the attention began to turn a flushed red and began fidgeting with her hair. "Nothing to see here people…Try the wine." She said smiling, as the room slowly began to grow louder again. Once everyone was turned around, Amy leaned over to Roy.

"Roy, are you alright?"

"I'll…come back later." The waiter interrupted, walking away. Amy smiled and then turned back to Roy. Roy cleared his throat, feeling the color coming back to his face.

"I'm…fine. Excuse me; I just need to use the bathroom." Amy nodded as Roy rose to his feet, finding his way to the men's room. He stood in front of the mirror, turning on the faucet and began splashing water onto his face. What is wrong with me? He thought as he wiped his face down. He examined himself in the mirror, seeing behind him one of the young boys that had been sitting at the table beside theirs. Roy turned around, smiling at the boy.

"Hey, there. How are-" Before Roy could finish, the boy scurried out of the bathroom to his Dad who stood outside of the door. "Daddy, it's the jealous man!" Roy blinked. "Hey! I am not –" The door shut before he could finish. He sighed, rubbing his head. Better go back…the sooner I order the sooner I can leave… he thought as he walked out of the bathroom.

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The next day, Roy walked into the office half deliriously as he staggered to his desk. He rubbed his sleep deprived eyes as he looked around the room to see Falman, Breda, and Fuery staring at him questionably. "What?" he said briskly. The three shook their head in unison then looked back down to their work. Roy looked around. "Where's second lieutenant, Havoc?"

"Bathroom." They replied. Roy nodded, his blood beginning to boil again at the thought of Havoc.

"Hey Colonel, are you-"

"I am not jealous!" Roy interrupted hotly. The three subordinates exchanged confused glances. "We…never said you were chief…Um…Jealous of what?...Or who?" Breda asked.

Roy cursed himself for saying anything. "Nothing…and No one!" The phone rang before anyone could protest other wise. Roy straightened himself up, clearing his throat as he picked up the receiver.

"Yes?" Roy stood silent for a moment until he crinkled his brow in question.

"Who?"

A/N: Bumbumbum…Who's on the phone? Heeheehee…lol. That was quick...this one was short as well and not one of my best but…it was an update. Please be honest if it totally sucked, I might review it. But I really need reviews! I will not post a new chapter until I get at least 5 reviews for this chapter. Please? Thank you