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Happy

I didn't know what to say when I saw them together. I had known they were dating but I didn't think he'd be serious with her.

He had brought into the office to introduce us. She seemed nice. Her name was the exact same as mine, Elizabeth. She had nearly the same hair color as mine, but with more brown. Her eyes though were different. Her eyes were a cheery sunshine hazel while mine were cold, hard amber. Elizabeth (not me) had a curvaceous figure all the guys in the office were drawn too. She wore form fitting clothes that were modest enough. In other words, she was perfect.

I hated her though. I hated her for taking from me what I wanted. I wanted Roy Mustang and she took him. Why ever do you think that I would protect him with my life? Because I love him. I sigh sadly after Roy escorts her home promising me that he'll return shortly. I scoff in my head. Yeah right. He'll return tomorrow and we all knew it.

I sever my emotion if only for a while. Pushing myself to do my paperwork I forget about Elizabeth and Roy completely. That is until Roy actually does return do I remember them holding hands as they left the room earlier. I don't realize it but my hand is clinched around my pen and is about to snap. Indeed it did and the ink splattered all over me.

Roy rushes to me to help clean up.

"Are you ok? I mean you broke your pen." Roy asks in a concerned tone. I look at him with a slight blush on my cheeks.

"Uh – yeah I'm fine." I reply automatically. Roy gives me a skeptical look but I shrug him off.

I push him away and clean the mess up myself.

"You should get back to work Colonel." I remind him. I turn to look at him and he nods. Before I can get to the door Roy stops me.

"Yes, sir?" I ask formally as I can.

"What do you think of Elizabeth?" he asks. I stiffen. It's the one question I don't want to answer.

"She's…" I search for the word, "nice." I end with. He throws me another disbelieving look.

"Really? Are you ok with this? I promise she won't be a distraction." He tries to convince me. I feel tears well up in my eyes. He's killing me and he doesn't even know it. He's shattered my heart what more can he take?

"I'm happy for you," I smile as the tears burst from their dam and roll down my cheeks. "Really, I am." I whisper.

Brushing away the tears away angrily I remove myself from the room but not before I hear a worried, "Lieutenant?"

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A/N: A little something I thought up during Biology. chuckles funny really. I hope you liked this one. As always, please review. 09.28.06