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Sorry this is a short chapter. I figured you all would want an update soon, rather than wait for me to write more on this chapter and take longer. Hopefully I can get the next chapter up my Monday at the latest, and it will be longer. If i havent updated by then, feel free to message me and tell me to update :D
Chapter Four
Roy's POV
I was sitting at my desk, contemplating the decision I knew I had to make. I had to give Shane and answer, and I knew what my answer would be. I would see Shane again. I had to. I already had my note prepared, now I just had to wait for Fullmetal to get here, after all, he had a report to make, and a note to deliver. There was only problem though, I was going to break someone's heart; and for once, I felt guilty about it. I held the note in my hand, slightly feeling like I was back in high school because of this whole note passing idea. Anywho, this is the way it must be done, to save face with everyone involved. Ah, Fullmetal's mismatched footsteps, almost time to set everything in motion.
"Sir, you wanted to see me?" Ed asked while peaking around the door. That was very uncharacteristic of him, I wonder what's wrong. I move my hands to the table in front of me and pick up his written report. "You still need to give your verbal report; I need to make sure that you covered everything on your last mission. Have a seat and get started." He shuffled over to the couch and huddled in the corner. What the Hell, he's never been this meek. "Ed, are you sure you're ok?" My voice carries a hint of concern. He looks up, but doesn't meet my eyes. "I'm fine, anyway, what do you need elaborated on? I went to South Central, got a job in a bar, alternated between bartender and bouncer, tracked down the leader of the gang, turned them into the military police stationed there and kept my undercover identity a secret. What else do you need to know?" He shrugged at this point. "How about how you met Shane, that's not in your report?"
I saw him actively flinch at my comment. "Did he do something to you?" I asked, slowly coming around my desk to sit on the couch across from him. "No he didn't, it's just embarrassing on my end. Imagine the Fullmetal alchemist needing to be rescued, by the stripper he was guarding. A man decided he wanted a piece of Shane, and when I got in his way, he decided to have a piece of me instead. I have having problems fighting in such a crowded area, and the man had managed to pin me on the ground when I suddenly heard a loud click. I opened my eyes to see Shane behind the man with a gun to his head. That's the story. Shane's now a good friend of mine, and I didn't think that needed to be in the report. Can I go now? Al and Share are waiting for me back at the apartment; I promised I would bring lunch." Before I could answer him, I needed to get my heart out of my throat. Hearing about what almost happened to him scared me witless. "One more thing," I choked out, "Can you give this note to Shane for me, it's important that he gets it." I handed the note to him, and started walking back to my desk. I caught his face falling out of the corner of my eye. "Of course, see you later Sir." He got up and walked out of the office, feet shuffling the whole way, and the door closed softly behind him.
"Edward, why won't you talk to me?" I sighed, receiving no answer in return.
Please review and I'm sorry that Ed's a little ooc, but it is needed. Btw, has everyone figured out who Shane is yet?