Chapter 2: Finished Paperwork in Exchange for…?

Everyone knows that Roy Mustang hates paperwork.

Everyone knows Hawkeye is the one who was given the unfortunate task of keeping the lazy colonel in line.

Everyone also knows Roy is too scared to defy her, even if he is the commanding officer. No one blames him really—Hawkeye can be quite the demanding woman, and with guns and grenades in tow, it was doubted anyone would defy her.

But today, Roy was willing to compromise. "Hey Riza…if I-."

"No."

Dreams were instantly crushed at the sound of her no nonsense tone.

"But you didn't even let me finish!" He wails like an unhappy child.

Riza steadily ignores him, causing him to complain even more.

"See," He continues with a pout, "If you really were a good subordinate you would listen to your superior and always be nice to me and-."

She sighs loudly, getting him to shut up at the realization that he's annoying her more than usual. As if to prove this, she slides her hand gun from its casing and lies it with an over exaggerated thunk on her desktop, well within Mustangs view.

He swallows nervously, but doesn't give up. "Come on, Riza, just hear me out," Roy pleads.

"No," is her curt response.

"But Hawkeye…" He whines, giving her irresistible puppy dog eyes.

No, she told herself, if you look up you'll have give in to him…don't do it… Against her own wishes it seems, she looks up and gets caught in his expression for a half second. She immediately forces her eyes back down as she swears to herself violently.

She hates it when he does that. How could she possibly resist those beautiful onyx eyes filled with pain and wisdom past his some thirty years? Riza hated having to know her weakness was something so simple as puppy dog eyes from her commanding officer. But she did love him, however reluctant she was to admit that, even to herself.

So, she gave in. "Fine, sir," She says, keeping up the formality. "What do you want?"

Roy smiles brightly, and Riza's heart nearly stops, her stomach twisting itself into a nervous knot. "I wanna make a deal!"

Riza sighs again—why did she have to fall for that stupid look? She stands up and stands beside him, glancing over every paper he had done so far. It only took a moment—only two out of the probable forty were done. "What kind of deal?"

"If I get all these done, I get to have you all to myself tonight!" He waggles his eyebrows suggestively.

WHAM! Riza slaps him over the back of the head

"Ow!" Roy squeaks, holding his head, which now throbbed harshly with the heavy blow. Riza had taken it the wrong way again. "I didn't mean it like that." He says in a rush. Of course he wanted it to be like that, but that wasn't happening any time soon because of the damn fraternization laws. "I just meant, like, going out to dinner or something."

Riza straightens her back and stares forward. "My punishment, sir?"

His eyes widen. "For what?"

Her voice is a dull monotone as she thinks herself; did I really hit him that hard or is he just that clueless? "I hit you, sir. That is unacceptable behavior."

"Ohhhhh…" He answers. A wicked smile spreads across his face. "All right! Your punishment!" He rubs his hands together and starts his plotting.

It was all Riza could do not to face palm. Things were just about to go from bad to worse. And then from worse to incredibly perverted.

"You have to agree to the deal."

Hawkeye raises an eyebrow. "Which would be…?"

"You're going on a date with me as soon as I finish the rest of my paperwork."

"Did I hear something suggesting you might get married Roy?" Hughes says with a wide grin, peeking in the doorway.

"Fine," Riza says in a huff, ignoring Maes.

Roy punches the air and starts furiously signing things.

"Wait, what just happened?" Maes asks, confused by the sight of Mustang working.

"Just made a deal with Riza," Roy says quickly, eyes still on the papers as he scrawled his name haphazardly on each then flipped to the next half a second later.

Riza knew that they probably both were wanting to keep it a secret from Maes. Oh, how they'd never hear the end of his constant bugging, saying 'get married to her already.'

Than Roy stopped signing and looked up and Riza knew he was again thinking about something evil. "If I tell you, will you help me finish these?"

Hughes nodded and came in closing the door behind him.

Roy beams at his best friend. "Once I finish these, Riza agreed to go on a date with me!"
Riza smacks a hand against her forehead.

Maes just startes at them, head on a swivel as he looks between the two. Then he shouts, "Why didn't you say so?" He rushes over and starts signing faster than Riza can even comprehend.

Wow, She thought to herself, Maes really want him to get married.

"DONE!" They crowed at the same time.

Roy stands and clears his throat. "Miss Hawkeye? Will you accompany me on a date?"

"Like I have a choice, sir," She grumbles, blushing as they link arms. As much as she loved Roy, they really should have been working today. She glances back toward Maes with an expression that said, help me.

The only thing she gets from him is a blinding flash and a round of laughter.

Hughes is still laughing when the rest of the guys appear a few minutes later.

Havoc asks slowly, "Did we just see the colonel and lieutenant walking out together?"

"Yeah," Fuery says, "It looked like they were…going on a date."

Maes just laughs harder than before, so glad he kept his camera with him at all times.

He couldn't wait until he got to take photos at their wedding.

(*FMA*)

hey yinz! :D

I got a pretty good response yesterday slash today, so I decided to post another chapter! YAY!

Hope you like it—

I thought it was sorta cute, not really too fluffy. But worry not my fluff lovers! Soon, pillows will fear this story and it's author!

Love,

gilraenstar