Bad Idea
A/N: So here's what Ali does when the Elrics are at HQ…or is it? Duh duh duuuh. I bet you're interested now, huh? Well I don't really have much to say about this, but please click on the little button below the story that says "Review". All reviews are welcome, but if you flame or lemon or wevr, please explain and maybe suggest things that'd make it better.
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Chapter 4: Searching
When getting ready to go, Ali realized that she accidentally left her wallet at Roy's. She dreaded having to go back there, not really wanting to talk to him until she had alcohol in her hand.
She sighed. "I guess sooner is better than later." Lies! Sooner is the worst possible thing. Wait, never mind. There are worse things I could think of.
She finished getting ready, grabbed her skateboard, and left the hotel.
She was wearing a black miniskirt with chains on the side, a black short-sleeve shirt with a long-sleeved fishnet shirt under it, black gloves that had no fingers and stopped about an inch or two after her elbow, a few chain bracelets and a mildly spiky bracelet, and black Converse boots that stopped a few inches before the miniskirt.
She skateboarded down the street in somewhat of a hurry.
When Ali reached Roy's house, she was relieved to see his car still there.
She got off her skateboard, picked it up, then walked to the door.
Ding dong (A/N: the worst way to describe a doorbell. XD)
Ding dong
Ding dong
After a few rings, she heard the door being unlocked.
"Who is..." Roy started to say, then saw Ali. "Oh, you're the one that did this to my face, right?" he asked, trying to make sure it was her. She nodded, laughing in her mind. "If you came back to hit me more, then bye." He said frowning as much as he could with the fat lip Ali had given him the other night.
"No, it's nothing like that. I just came because I accidentally left my wallet here." She said, truthfully.
"Oh, well I guess you could come in and look for it." He said, stepping aside a little so she could come in.
"Thanks." She smiled.
"Where do you think you left it?" Roy asked, closing the door behind her.
"I don't know. Anywhere I was, I guess." Ali shrugged.
"Well, I guess we should start with the couch."
"Yeah, that'd probably be best." She agreed.
They looked on the couch and took out the cushions and searched. When Ali laid on the floor to check under the couch, Roy couldn't stop himself from seeing if he could see up her skirt. Before he could even think to stop himself, he grabbed her ass, and as soon as he realized what had happened, he froze from shock of his own actions and fear of what hers would be.
"Are you happy now that you got that out of your system?" she asked, turning her head back.
He was still frozen.
She waved her hand in front of his face, trying to snap him out of it.
"Hello, Earth to pervert. Snap out of it!"
He lowered his eyes a bit to look at her, but still couldn't do anything else.
"Hand off ass now." She said slightly angrily, but mostly annoyed.
After processing what she said, he looked down at his hand, still unable to believe what he did, then pulled his hand back as quickly as he could.
"I'm so incredibly sorry. I didn't mean t-" he started to say, but was cut off.
"I can tell that by the look on your face." She said. "And don't let it happen again." She then turned back to look under the couch.
Roy just sat there in confusion. She didn't hit me? Why?
"Well, it's not under there." Ali said getting up. "Where was I next?"
"Uh, after you fell asleep here I carried you to my room." He said (A/N: so many things wrong with that sentence.) "Follow me."
She followed him down the small hallway and into his room.
"It's not in the hall." She said.
They started pulling the sheets off his huge bed.
"Found it!" They said at the same time.
They got on the bed and crawled a little to get to it. Somehow, they both grabbed it at the same time.
At first, Roy almost leaned in to kiss her, but she moved away too quick for him to make any kind of move.
"Thanks for the help, and letting me search for this." She said, getting off the bed.
"No prob." He said.
"So did you ice your face yet?" she asked as he got off the bed.
"Uh, well, not really." He responded, scratching the back of his head.
She sighed and shook her head disapprovingly. "You better have a frozen stake in your freezer." She found her way to the kitchen, grabbed a steak, then returned to the bedroom where Roy was sitting on the bed.
"Put this on your eyes." She said, handing him the steak and sitting on the bed next to him.
"Thanks." Roy responded, cautiously taking the steak.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Can I ask you something?" He asked, putting the steak on his eye.
"As long as it's not perverted, yes."
"Why are you being so nice all of a sudden?"
"You deserved every hit you got last night, but I can tell that there's a good person behind the perverted man-whore you want everyone to think that you are."
"Wow, I never expected an answer like that to come from you." Roy joked.
"Yeah well, it pisses me off when someone just can't take a hint." Ali said, glaring at him.
"Sorry, I guess I need to work on that." He said.
"I guess I can forgive you, for now at least."
"So… can we kiss and make up?" He asked, smirking.
"That's the best you can do? Women in this country must be idiots or helpless drunks."
"Hey, that was uncalled for." He frowned.
"But it's mostly true. I bet you can't name one that isn't."
"Yes I can!"
"Who?"
"Ri- I mean Lieutenant Hawkeye."
Ali erupted in a fit of laughter.
"What's so funny?" Roy asked, genuinely confused.
"…Ed…was…right…" was all she could manage to say between laughs.
"About what?"
"You…and…Riza…" she could hardly breathe with all the laughing.
Roy almost yelled, trying to disguise the deep red of his cheeks as anger.
Ali laughed harder.
"I know how to make you stop laughing." He said with a devilish grin.
"You wouldn't." her laughing died down a little.
"Wanna bet?" His smirk deepened as he leaned closer to her.
Ali stopped laughing completely and frowned.
Roy quickly leaned over and kissed her cheek, pulling back before she got the chance to hit him.
"Told you I could make you stop laughing." He chuckled.
"Bitch, you're lucky I already hurt you."
"Such hateful words for someone so damn sexy."
"And that's my cue to leave. Bye. Try not to get your ass kicked again." Ali said, getting off the bed.
"Oh come on, don't leave."
"I need to get back. The boys'll probably be there by now since you're not at work."
"Why do you stay with them?" Roy asked, agitated.
"Because me working with them is a secret and if they got me a separate room it'd be suspicious."
"Then why do you work with them?"
"That I can't tell you."
"Why not?"
"Because it's highly classified information."
"What could be so top secret that you can't tell your lover?" He joked.
"Even if I had one I wouldn't tell him, but that's none of your business." Ali said, crossing her arms, annoyed.
"Really? Then what would you call our relationship?" He continued to tease.
"Nonexistent. I have to go, bye. And good luck." She said, walking to the bedroom door.
"Wait, good luck on what?" Roy asked, dumbfounded.
"Good luck with not getting beaten to a pulp and left in the street to die, you bitchy pest." She walked out the room and towards the front door.
Roy quickly got up and ran after her. When he caught up to her, she was reaching for the doorknob. He gently grabbed her arm and turned her toward him.
"Let me go." She said in a low, harsh tone that would make even Fuhrer King Bradley commit suicide because that would be better than facing her wrath.
"Listen, I'm sorry about everything. Please just stay." He somehow managed to say. He dealt with angered tones from a certain lieutenant, who, before that moment, he thought was the scariest person alive.
"Why should I?" she asked, angrily.
"I promise to try my best not to anger you anymore. I just think that, since you could read me so easily and I can tell that you're a good person too, that we could be friends." Roy confessed, looking down at the ground.
She sighed. "I know about Maes. He was a great guy, and always entertaining as hell. If the situation was reversed and it was me who was grieving over a lost friend, I'd probably try to find friends that would be there for me, so I understand completely. I miss my friends too. Maybe we could try to be friends, but if you keep making me push you away it will never happen." She took his hand off her shoulder and lifted his head just enough to where he could see that she genuinely meant what she said.
"How do you know? Did Ed and Al tell you?"
"About his death, yes, but about your friendship, they didn't have to. Maes was a good friend and a trustworthy person. He knew everything. Well, almost everything." She smiled.
"You knew him? Wait, what did you mean by 'everything'?"
"I mean that he knew about me and why I'm working with the Elric's, but the one thing he didn't know was about how you LOVE Riza." Ali teased.
"What? I don't love her. Not in that way. She's my best friend and my subordinate. That's all!" Roy said in a panicky fashion.
"Who are you trying to convince, me or you? I don't care. It's not like you're cheating on me." She laughed.
"So you do wanna date me." he said with a grin.
"You are so damn stupid. I hope, for your sake, that Riza likes 'em dumb."
"You didn't answer the question." He said, stepping so close to her that their noses almost touched. His grin deepened.
"The answer is obviously 'no'. Otherwise your face wouldn't look like that." She said, stepping back a little, but was stopped by the door.
"Aren't we cocky?" he joked, stepping close to her again.
"No, I'm just stating the facts. You're just thinking with yours." She pushed him back and walked over to the couch. "If you want to try to be friends with me, you should stop that, or at least don't let it show."
"Huh?" Roy looked confused.
"Meant, don't act and/or talk like you are. I would NEVER mean that." She shivered at the thought.
"You know you want it." He joked.
"No, I really don't." she said. "So are we going to sit here and argue all day or are we gunna actually talk like normal friends do?"
"Uh, do you want to get some lunch? We could talk then and on the way, there are a few places within walking distance."
"Sure, I guess I could leave my skateboard here. Your treat, right?"
"Of course. The guy always pays on a date." Roy joked.
"You better have a lot of money. And for a 'guy' you have no balls." She got up and went to the door.
"I could prove otherwise." He grinned. "And you didn't deny this as a date."
"Figure of speech!" she said in horror. "And that's because you know it isn't."
"I'll be right back. I gotta put this steak back in the fridge." He said, walking to the kitchen.
"Okay, I'll wait here." Ali sat down on the couch.