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Taylor: I think we really did it with this chapter.
Chaos: Did what?
Taylor: Officially made this story ridiculous.
Chaos: Everything you write is ridiculous.
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Chapter 5: Military Ball Part 2
"What do you mean just disappeared?" Hughes sighed.
"She was right behind me a second ago." Mustang said.
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"Hey Hawkeye, Mustang was just looking for you." Fuery fixed his glasses.
" I needed an extra deep breath before I came in." she told him.
"Excuse me Ma'am,"
Hawkeye turned to address the young man. It was the same man she told to bring her lunch.
"Yes?" She watched silently as he fidgeted for a second.
"May I have the next dance?"
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"Umm." She looked back at Fuery who threw his hands up in the air. "Okay."
He offered her his arm. She took it, a bit apprehensive.
"Awe, look our little Lady is all grown up now," Armstrong cried.
"Such a beautiful young woman," Havoc cried with him. "Our baby girl is..!"
Havoc's comment was cut short when Hawkeye took aim at his head from over the young man's shoulder.
"Is as dangerous as ever," Mustang Finished for him. "She'll never change." He sat at the bar downing his third Miami Vice.
"You really should stop," Gracia said taking it from him. "You know how weepy you get when you drink."
"I love her," He groused. "And I hate her."
"Oh stop it," Hughes ran his fingers through his hair.
"She always completely owns my emotions! Even Hayete can't resist her horrible conversational skills and completely silent, trigger happy, stalker, lone wolf, neat freak personality." He yawned.
"Will you get a grip on yourself." Havoc shook him. "Give her time she hasn't even experimented with guys yet."
"Yeah look at how uncomfortable with she looks with that guy." Hughes said.
"Poor thing looks like cardboard," Sciezska observed. "If the wind blew she'd probably fall over."
"When did you get here?" Gracia asked.
"When Winry finally finished getting ready," Sciezska groaned.
Winry had this obscene habits of taking all day to get ready for something that would only take up a few hours of their time. Which Sciezska found highly annoying. She knew that she did things that were annoying to Winry but not as annoying as her clothing habits. Had she heard…
"Love how about this one?"
One more time she would have drawn her gun and shot herself.
"Oh my god, look. I think Hawkeye's going to break." Fuery laughed.
"Hey wait," Armstrong ran over. "They're forming a line!"
"No way!" Roy jumped out of his seat. Looking around he did notice the gathering of uniformed men apparently waiting to get their chance to dance with the you lieutenant.
"You people have no idea how attractive men think Riza is." Gracia drawled.
The third song ended and five guys almost tripped over one another to get to her.
Hurriedly she got away. If she had to dance with anymore men she'd shot Roy and take the fastest escape out of this place. I felt like a cage and she was surrounded by hungry lions just waiting to get their hands on her.
"Come on Roy," Riza grabbed his hand yanking him away from the group. "I've protected you from the enemy dozens of times, It about time you return some favors"
The men stayed back and admired her from the distance. They all knew Hawkeye was now again Mustang's territory.
"If we dance no one will dare come near and try and cut in," Mustang said, guiding her onto the dance floor. " I had three Vice's please don't dance fast."
"It's me you should be watching out for," Hawkeye sighed when the music changed to a slower song.
"They did that on purpose," She said, looking over at the now hysterically laughing friends.
Mustang pulled her in closer. "Don't worry about them. They're just jealous they don't have you.
"Every girl in here wishes they were me right now," Hawkeye thought and inwardly smiled.
She rested her head on his shoulder. They were comfortable and not falling asleep was hard.
"To be honest," She whispered into his ear. "I'm a bit uneasy about being me right now."
"Why?" he asked softly.
"No one has ever paid any attention to me, until tonight. Normally I'm skillful enough to stay in your shadows while still progressing in my military career."
"You don't hide Hawkeye, everyone knows with out you I'm nothing." Mustang defended her against herself.
"I'm pretty sure without me you'd be just as successful," She laughed silently.
"All those useless times in the rain. Saving my ass with that wonderful aim of yours." He lowered his head speaking softly into her ear. "I need you, and I always will."
"Okay I admit, you would be dead without me,"
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"They make such a good couple," Winry commented as she hung over Sciezska shoulders. "but we make an even better one."
"I wonder when they'll notice it's been four songs and they're alone out there." Sciezska wondered.
"Lets go," Winry grinned.
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"Wanna dance? They'll snap out of their trance soon." Hughes pulled Gracia out on the floor.
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Riza yawned groggily. "I'm hungry,"
They pulled apart and froze.
"How long have we been out here?"
"Who cares?" Mustang laughed lightly.
"Me," she mumbled.
"Approximately 15 minutes," Fuery answered her question, as he danced around the two with his date.
"To long," Hawkeye said pulling her hat down further over her eyes. "I'm to shy to hang around with you in public.
"There is hope for them yet." Hughes told Gracia.
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Hawkeye rolled over hitting something warm and well built.
Opening one eye she spotted Mustang, turning the other way she hit another human object only this one was soft. Sitting up she looked around. To her right lay Gracia to her left was Mustang. On the floor in front of her bed laid Hughes. Hayete laid over her feet.
"Sleep over," She yawned and then slid out of her bed and into her closet before getting in the shower.
"Hey," Mustang said, walking into the bathroom.
"There are three other bathrooms and you just have to had chosen this one."
"Of course, but none of them have you in it." He said, starting to pee.
"Good thing flushing the toilet won't turn my water cold." She thought rolling her eyes,
"So what happened yesterday?" Mustang asked seriously. He was actually hoping that they could use this day as a stepping stone into something more, but obviously lady luck wasn't shining on him. He often wondered why he could get the women he didn't want and couldn't get the one he wanted? It must have been the forbidden fruit theory.
"I'm not really sure," Hawkeye admitted. "But when I am I'll fill you in."
He left and Riza gave a sigh of relief.
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"Stupid female," Roy thought. The moment she walked onto the lawn he tackled her . "Where'd you go."
"Germ infested weasel," she punched him in the arm. "I know how to disappear."
"Moron," He said, punching her back harder.
"Roy that hurt," Riza growled.
"You deserve it for giving me such a headache you moron." He hit her again.
"Nimrod, You gave yourself a headache." She punched him in the ribs.
"Loser." He jumped on top of her forcing her down by her shoulders.
"The fight is on!" Maes whooped loudly.
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