This chapter had been edited, so if you see any mistakes please let me know so I can fix them.

This chapter get a little strange when it comes to names so just in case you aren't familiar with each characters first name...

Roy Mustang. Riza Hawkeye. Jean Havoc. Kain Fuery. Alex Armstrong. Maes Hughes.

Manboy: The stage of in one's life where the transition from boy to man is mentally unclear and physically under development.

Enjoy.

Chapter 04: Military Ball Part One.

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Manboy: The stage of in one's life where the transition from boy to man is mentally unclear and physically under development.

"I can't believe he's serious," Hawkeye said slipping on the holster to her guns underneath her sweater.

She snapped on Hayete's leash, before opening the door.

"This is a formal event Lieutenant," Mustang said moving the barrel of her gun away from his chest.

"For you this is a formal event. For me it's a waste of sleep time." Hawkeye looked him over.

"Not bad," She thought.

For once without Hawkeye, he seemingly successfully managed to iron his own clothing. Which was a completely new trick, Hawkeye was under the impression he had never even touched one. That or didn't know they existed.

"It's dry cleaned, comes pressed." He said noticing the slight lift in her eyebrow.

"Looks nice on you anyway." Hawkeye laughed. She knew that one was to good to be true.

Mustang smiled and pushed her back inside.

"Don't you at least own one dress?" Mustang asked already knowing the answer. He had seen her in dresses plenty of times but none of them "fancy".

"Not formal ones." She answered with a shrug.

Mustang searched through the overly organized closet. He found the matching suits they used the night they went to former Fuhrer Bradley's Home.

"Want to go as twins?" He asked.

"Would I pass up another chance?" Hawkeye smiled.

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" I think that's my hat," Hawkeye took off the hat she was wearing and put it on Mustang.

"I thought this one felt a little weird," He handed her the hat he had in his hand.

"Now that's better," Roy said. "you've lost weight."

"Yeah," Hawkeye turned around so Mustang could fix her hair. "I need to gain it back."

"You'll be kicked off special teams." He thought aloud.

"Yeah,"

"Come on," he said holding out his hand for her to grasp. This just happened to be one of their hardest habits to break. He'd been holding Hawkeye's hands since they were small children, it had been a good thing that the few times they'd done it in public it had been their friends to catch them.

"Hayete,"

"No, The dog stays here." Mustang said firmly.

"Fine," She muttered taking his hand, as they were walking out.

"Not that again," He said closing the door behind him.

"I don't want you always hiding behind that dog," Mustang said quietly. "that's the last time you ever take him to a formal event."

"But Roy," Hawkeye found herself wanting to whine.

"Lets go,"

Riza pulled her hat down over her eyes as Mustang walked over to the drivers side of the car.

"Are we switching jobs too?"

"Not even in your wildest dreams." He said provoking a smile out of Hawkeye.

"How dare you use my own words against me?"

She got into the passenger side of the car. "Do you even remember how to drive?"

"Of course I do," He said, putting the car in reverse and slamming on the gas.

The car sped backward, almost giving the younger woman a heart attack.

Mustang yelled as he slammed on the brake.

"Get out!" Hawkeye yelled taking off her seat belt. " Get the hell out of the car!" switching seats Mustang waited to hear Hawkeye scold him, but it never came.

"Riza?" Mustang said, testing the waters.

"Quiet You."

Riza Yawned.

"Stupid military ball." She laid on the couch. "maybe a run will do me some good."

She jogged upstairs tossing on a black wife beater and a pair of black basketball shorts.

"Why do I even own these. I hate basketball."

Sliding down the railing; she jumped off just in time. With years of practice she could do it with her eyes closed.

She yawned again, after her run she'd take a nice cold shower and a nap would do her some good.

Turning on the alarm she hurriedly sprinted out the door locking it just in time.

"Hey," Roy smiled as she jumped slightly from the sound of his voice. "mind if we run with you?"

Riza turned, there all of her friends stood covered with sleeping bags, cloths and tons of junk food.

"Sure," she said opening the door and turning the alarm off.

"I hope you don't mind, but they found out we weren't going and wanted to come spend time with us." Roy kissed her lips softly.

"Roy," She groaned. "you really have to stop doing that. Just friends remember?"

"Yeah," he blushed. "I remember."

"If you two are done sucking faces can we get by?" Maes said pushing them apart by their heads and walking through the open door.

"Get back here you punk!" Roy said, taking off after him.

"Out," she said to the remaining boys in her house.

Turning on the alarm she ran out, to find a jumbled heap of manboy on her front lawn.

"Roy, get off of him." She yelled. It was the first name she could think off.

Grumbling Roy unwrapped his hands from around Maes's neck. Maes let go of Roy's hair. Kain let go of Alex's legs, and Alex let go of Jean's arms, who then let go of Roy's waist.

"I say we get 'er manboys!" Kain pushed up his glasses.

"Well you guys go ahead, I've had enough physical activity for one day," Jean yawned pulling out a cigarette he sat under his favorite tree in her yard. "I'll be here when you all get back."

They grinned.

--Riza's P.O.V- -

"Oh crap," I looked at the wild grins on their faces and took off running east, I almost made the mistake of going three blocks down. It was a cul de sac .

'Turn," I ran south at the next corner, sprinting two blocks before I slowed down.

"Awe come one Riza," Kain yelled. "we're going to get you eventually."

"Yeah, stop trying to prevent the inevitable." Alex bellowed.

"You're going to have to work to catch me," I yelled over my shoulder. I started west.

"I'm going to cut her off," Roy told his group of manboys. "Come with me, Kain."

Normal P.O.V.

Kain ran behind Roy. "the fence,"

Roy jumped over the tall wooden fence and waited for Kain to cross over behind him.

"Help Roy," Kain dangled. "My pant leg is stuck."

Roy climbed back up and helped him.

"Ah," Kain cried out, as he fell over the side. "I just landed on my glasses."

"Your one of those people who need strings on the back of their glasses so they don't fall off so much." Roy said helping him up.

"You don't understand! My parents are going to kill me this is my third pair this month!"

"Calm down. We'll find someone to fix them before you have to go home." Roy dusted him off. "we already know that she's going to circle back around."

They hopped another tall fence before hiding behind some bushes.

"But what if she goes to the old Chandler house?" Kain asked.

"Then we'll have to make some revisions in our plan." Roy answered. "we'll help her in the right direction."

Roy pulled out his gloves.

"She'll kill you for using alchemy. The last time you used it you almost burned down our school."

"I did that on purpose, Our school day was going way to slow."

Roy looked and saw Riza walking backward talking to Alex and Maes.

Just as Kain said. She went toward the Chandler house.

"So be it," Roy snapped his fingers.

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Riza jumped away from the flame.

"Crap." She said looking around. She hopped over into another yard out of eye sight. Instead of going back to the previous streets she went the opposite way.

"That'll throw them off," She crossed three more yards.

It was a good thing their neighbors were so used tot hem playing in their yards, they made a point not to screw anything up, possibly ruining their chance to have a broader playing field. Hawkeye had always silently wondered exactly how many time they would have gotten in trouble for criminal trespassing had their neighbors not known them.

"Hey," A girl called from a tree house.

"Never noticed that there before." Riza frowned.

"Are you running from those boys?" She asked. "You can hide up here."

She smiled as Riza climbed up hurriedly.

"Hawkeye," She said holding out her hand.

The girl shook it. "Gracia"

"Where'd she go?" Roy yelled angrily.

"Up there maybe?" Maes pointed to the tree house.

"Some one must have finally moved into this house," Alex thought a loud. "that wasn't there before."

"In here," she whispered. Gracia pulled up a latch on the floor.

Riza slid inside quickly. She could here the boys climbing up.

Gracia pushed a chair over the small door just in time.

"Have you seen a blonde girl anywhere over here?" Maes asked standing up as the rest of the boys crowded in.

"No," She lied. "So get out."

"No," Roy said. "I'm going to search."

He pushed past her.

"Fine jerk," She huffed.

"Sorry ma'am, he's just anxious." Alex smiled. "But while he's looking."

"Did he really just call me ma'am?" Gracia asked herself confused. "She wasn't even old enough to vote let alone be called ma'am."

Alex ripped off his shirt. "Enjoy the site of my gorgeously well built body."

Gracia waved him off. "what body?"

Maes and Kain laughed.

"What a waste of a perfectly good shirt." She scolded.

Roy scuffed.

"What's wrong can't find your punching bag?"

"Something like that,"

"Don't tell her that Roy." Maes fixed his glasses.

"We would never intentionally hurt her to bad. " Roy said.

"But you would hurt her?" She asked.

Roy shrugged. "She's use to it."

"Riza is our best friend." Kain told her. "we owe her a manboy tackle."

'That word is growing on me.' Riza snickered silently.

"She's not here…"

Riza listened to Roy's voice. He sounded sicker than he was that morning.

"Dude you look horrible. Lets go home and wait for her to show up." Kain went down the ladder before Roy.

"She's not your keeper," Gracia said.

"Well, actually. She's kind of our mother, when our real ones aren't around." Maes yawned. "don't pay attention to him he's just a little difficult."

Alex laughed. "He needs Riza to come home and baby him."

"Lets go!" Roy yelled up.

"We're coming dad," They hurried down the ladder.

She moved the chair and opened the latch..

"Their gone," Gracia said. "The rude on looks like he's going to fall over any minute now."

"He probably has a pretty bad fever." Riza stood up and dusted off her clothes.

"You all shouldn't be hanging around him, they'll all catch it." They climbed down the rope ladder.

"Better they all get it at the same time. Then I won't have to worry about them all getting sick at different times." She told her. "what school do you go to."

"That stupid Military academy."

"Us to," Riza smiled. "going to Military Ball?"

"No," Gracia replied. "waste of time."

"No one asked?"

"No I got invitations," Gracia relied. "I just knew I wouldn't have any fun. What about you? I noticed you aren't at home prettying up."

"The guys and I are staying home, have our own ball."

"I take it like me, your parents are gone."

"Yup, my dad shipped out last Wednesday. And my mom is off doing what ever she does in the Caribbean."

"My mom left to my grandmother house this week. I didn't want to go. Other than that she's always here."

"Lucky you." Riza yawned. "we take care of ourselves."

"You better get going, he may be dead by the time you get their."

"Later," Riza said, taking off.