Here's where the M rating starts comming into play. I do not own the Song Love Game, Lady Gaga does. Forgot to mention before. The idea for this story came from a cosplay video I found on youtube. And I still don't own FMA. Any spelling problems or grammer, please let me know. And please review. :-D
Also, I'd like to thank ANIMELOVEDOLL for my first review. :-D
Anyway, onto the story.
Roy's POV
"Riza, can you come in here for a minute?" I called from the office door. I heard her chair scrape on the floor and the clicking of her boots as she walks to my office. "Yes Colonel, you needed me?" "Why isn't Fullmetal on the program for the talent show, and who is this Shane Maxwell?" I held up the program to emphasize what I was talking about. "Don't worry sir, Edward is performing, and Shane is a friend of his. Very good dancer from what I hear, very popular. Apparently we are lucky that Edward could pull some strings and get him to agree to it." I just gave her a questioning look. "Do I want to know why he is the last one scheduled to dance that day, after all the kid's are gone?" Riza just looked at me. "He is a special dancer Sir, and his dances are not suitable for children." I was about to protest this when she spoke up again. "It has been approved by the Furor sir; there are no objections to him dancing. I've seen it, he is really good." I couldn't protest it since the Furor agreed, I just dismissed her. "Edward, what are you planning" I asked myself.
The day of the talent show arrived, and I found myself looking forward to seeing this mysterious Shane Maxwell dancing. I was the first to perform today, all because I was the Flame Alchemist, the hero of the Ishbalan war. God that sounded pompous. I went back to my seat after my dance and was determined to try to enjoy the rest of the day until this Shane danced. Many people danced, and even Riza unbent a little and danced with Havoc. Finally, it was time for Shane to dance. The lights went dark and a bright blue flash of alchemy was seen, along with the rising of a pole from the center of the stage. Well, that was definitely Edwards work, now where was he?
Riza began walking towards the front of the stage with a stage light following her until she reached the front. "Welcome to the big event everyone. I am pleased to introduce the famous Dancer from South Central. He has quite a following for only being there for five months. He may move off the stage, so it is strongly advised that you keep your hands to yourself" This was said as her hand strayed to hover over her sidearm. "Please welcome Shane Maxwell." As she started walking down the stairs on the front of the stage, the spotlight swiveled to where it was focused on the pole. Just then, the music started playing.
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
I saw a figure sashaying his way towards the pole. He was a green haired, blue eyed, walking sex god. He must have decided that since he was performing for the military, he should dress the part, minus the footwear.
Each of his gloves was off by the end of the word stick. He wrapped a leg around the pole and leaned backwards, bringing his crotch dangerously close to the pole while his hands and hair brushed the ground behind him.
This just proved that it wasn't Edward dancing. There was no telling shine of his automail arm or leg. I was slightly disappointed to find this out, and slightly glad to. I wanted to see Ed dance this way, but in a private show only for me.
I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid
Got my ass squeezed by sexy Cupid
Guess he wants to play, wants to play
A love game, a love game
He slowly brought himself back up and ran a hand down his cheek. His head turned toward the audience, his hand still resting on his cheek with a look of wanting and loneliness in his eyes. He unwound himself from the pole and started a slow turn, hips shifting from side to side in the process, grabbing his ass with one hand and squeezed. All of the female officers, and quite a few male ones also let out a yell that could make anyone deaf at seeing that move. He finished his turn and brought his hands up to the buttons of the military jacket and started teasing the buttons from their holes.
Hold me and love me
Just wanna touch you for a minute
Maybe three seconds is enough
For my heart to quit it
He was smirking all the while. It reminded me of one of my own. His hands teased and slowly pulled off his jacket, letting it fall behind him while he started rolling his body from his waist up. He ran his hands up and down his chest, grabbing the middle of his black undershirt at the word heart.
Let's have some fun, this beat is sick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
Don't think too much just bust that stick
I wanna take a ride on your disco stick
He started walking down the stage steps, letting the coattails fall. All that was left was the undershirt, pants, and whatever other undergarments he chose to wear. His hips were swaying back and forth, calling everyone's attention off his face.
He started advancing towards Havoc. If I wasn't entrapped by the sight of Shane, I would have laughed at the shocked expression on Havoc's face.
Havoc's nose was about to start bleeding as he realized what Shane was doing. He moved behind Havoc's chair and started to slide himself up and down the back of the chair while running his hands across Havoc's chest. As the final line of the chorus came to a close, Shane leaned forward and licked the shell of Havoc's ear.
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
He came around the front of the chair and proceeded to walk his hands up Havoc's thighs, then moved his hands up to Havoc's shoulders. Shane leaned forward and planted a quick peck on Havocs nose, twirling away with a teasing come-hither look on his face. Screams are heard from all around, inviting Shane their way.
I can see you staring there from across the block
With a smile on your mouth and your hand on your huh!
The story of us, it always starts the same
With a boy and a girl and a huh and a game
And a game, and a game, and a game, a love game
Oh crap, Shane's turned my way, smiling growing on his face and a dangerous twinkle in eye. He started teasing his shirt up his chest with his right hand. His left cupped his crotch while he thrust his hips forward and threw his head back. He drew his hands back up to his shirt hem and brought it over his head, leaving his muscular chest open for all to see. He started walking toward me while running his hands up and down his chest, teasing his nipples into hard nubs. Oh Lord, down Roy, you like Ed, remember? He proceeded to climb onto my lap, leaned forward and nibble on my ear. I heard a traitorous moan exit my throat, making Shane chuckle.
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
I felt him lean back and I opened my eyes, which I didn't realize I closed. His hands ran up and down my uniform jacket while he rolled his body into mine. He unbuttoned my jacket and slipped a piece of paper down my shirt. Where he kept that, I don't want to know. He kissed my lips briefly then was gone off, heading back up towards the pole on the stage.
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin' the love games
He positioned his legs on either side of the pole and proceeded to rock his body up and down, while keeping a hand on the pole. He used his other hand to start opening the buttons on his pants. He was still looking at me, his eyes filled with fire, and a sexy smile on his face. His left leg wrapped around the pole, his top half leaning back while his hands trailed up his sides, humping the pole as if it was something living.
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game? Doin' the love game
He stood up straight again and slowly let the uniform fall down his legs. He kicked away the pants, left standing only in a red g-string. He rocked his hips back and forth, bringing his hair up over his head with his hands, slowly turning, allowing the audience a full view of his tantalizing skin. He brought his arms out and let his hair fall, head thrown back in rapture.
Let's play a love game, play a love game
Do you want love or you want fame?
Are you in the game?
(Don't think too much just bust that stick)
Doin' the love game
(I wanna take a ride on your disco stick)
Doin' the love game
He lowered himself down to his knees, running his hands up and down his thighs, while still humping the air. He stood back up and slipped a finger under the side of this g-string. He looked up, grinned, then waved a finger at the audience. This was the last sight the audience saw as the spotlight went out. Another blue flash of alchemy and the pole was gone, along with Shane.
It was only after I wrote this that I realized that I knew a guy in highschool named Shane Maxwell. Guess I liked that name. Anyway, not quite sure where I want to go with this. I have to ideas. I can either reveal to Roy who shane is, or I can torture him some more by making him wait another chapter to find out. Please review and tell me what you think.