Rosa sat in the middle of the floor, her head on the man's stomach and his paw resting on her head, both of them out cold on the floor. Alphonse eyed the kitten and girl warily. What was that thing she was caring for? Clearly he was a man, but the cat features he carried. It just wasn't right. Rosa stirred in her sleep, and the kitten curled around her with a protective nature.

Then the door opened, and an officer came in, not noticing the couple on the floor. He hung his hat messing up short black hair. He walked into the kitchen,

"What did Rosa cook today?" he smiled smelling the smells in the kitchen.

"Uh…Stew, Hughes." He replied looking down at the pair covering them with a blanket. Covering the kitten the most.

"Where is she?" he asked again adjusting glasses as he walked into the living room, "Ah there she is, must have been a long day today." Hughes kneeled down and patted Rosa on the head when he heard a protective hiss. Hughes gained a puzzled look as the covers moved and a paw curled around Rosa, "What the-!"

"Hughes! Wait!" Alphonse cried and stood in front. Rosa's eyes opened and she looked up at Hughes.

"Your home…" she yawned sitting up, feeling the heavy weight on her lap. She pulled the covers off revealing the kitten. She smiled softly down at the man curled up on her lap.

"Who the HELL is that!" Maes somewhat panicked at the sight of the half man half beast lying on his friend's lap. Rosa's hand stroked the man's raven black hair, stoking just behind the ears.

"Isn't he just cute?" she said softly, "He was out in the rain, and I've never seen anything like him. He hasn't told me his name yet." She looked up at Hughes's frightened face that had soon straightened out.

"Rosa, you can't keep him here." Hughes protested, "What are you going to do with a man…that looks like that." His body had a mind of its own; he kneeled down and stroked the kitten behind the ears. The man remaining asleep pushing against the kind hand, "The federation will kick you out and the boys won't be able to make rockets anymore."

"And you expect me to jus throw him out?" Rosa barked quietly. Putting a protective hand on the kitten's chest,

"Yes," he said, "That's an order, from an officer." He sighed, "I'm sorry Rosa, we all worked to hard to stop here." He turned and walked away. Rosa came to tears, how he could be so heartless! No one would find him and, the weight from her lap lifted and the kittens face met hers.

"I'm sorry…I'm causing you trouble." He muttered, his voice was skill weak, and he didn't have much will to talk.

"Don't be silly." She smiled, though tears dripped down her cheeks, "You're my guest." She said. The kitten sighed.

"My name is Roy…" he said the paw gently wiped the tears away, "Roy Mustang."