Disclaimer: I own nothing of Full Metal Alchemist, jsut Lily, Leo, Mary, and many other characters.

Many thanks to my beta Hurley's Belial! Three Cheers for her!

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The trio arrived in Central on Saturday and used the rest of the weekend to get settled and comfortable back home. It was hard to get Tobias used to the big city, so unlike Raislen which was mostly surrounded by trees. Lily had to make a little doggy—or in this case, fox—door on the front door and a little patch of fresh grass just next to the steps. It wasn't much of a surprise to see tons of letters in their mailbox, but it was a surprise to see two giant bags of letters, all about the Roy Fan club (Sheska had to keep them in her house to avoid the weather.)

"Mary, what are those letters about?" asked Lily.

Mary looked up from the letter she was currently reading as she sat in the middle of a giant pile of envelopes.

"Oh, these? These are nothing, sweetie. Just before we went to Raislen, I asked the club to do a little contest for the club. Send us essays on why they love Roy so much, fan art, fan stories (Oh, you should read one of them. One of them has Roy as a pirate.), new project ideas that we can put on the market—anything they can think of. If someone wins, they get a date with Roy Mustang himself! Since I'm the president, and I already went on a date with him, I can't pick myself," she replied.

"It looks like everyone in Central sent one in." Lily picked up a random letter.

"Not everyone, just three fourths. I even have one from Rick's sister! You wanna see?"

"No! I can't believe you got her in your club! Just when I thought I could save Lexi from your madness! How terrible of me, a role model of the young Master girl, and sister to my beloved lover!" Lily exclaimed dramatically.

"Now who's acting out of character?"

"Shut up, I'm tired."

Now, the Day. One I think we and Lily will never forget. After wrestling with her uniform, Lily was ready to go back to work. Mary was finished looking through the pile of letters, having found a winner last night. The girl screamed and danced around, saying she had found the perfect one. If she was a bit louder, she could've woken the whole block. Lily walked out of the front door (after patting Tobias on the head 'good-bye') and went to work. Lily brought a change of clothes along, wanting to see Rick as soon as possible.

Thankfully, she remembered where the office was, it would be bad if they found out they had move somewhere else. Taking a deep breath, as she stood in front of the door, she walked in. It was just the same as when she'd left it, everyone working at their desks. Even Roy was at his desk, unlike those times he would walk in the door behind her. Everyone was too busy working to notice her or the sound of the door opening and closing. She coughed a moment later, gaining the attention of everyone in the room.

"Hi." She waved, smiling.

In a flash, Havoc, Breda, and even Fuery were up and surrounding her. The only people with dignity were Falman, Riza, and Roy who remained sitting in their places, but were still looking.

"How was your trip? Did you see anything good?" Fuery asked.

"Have any new adventures?" Breda chimed in.

"Did you meet any good looking girls for me?" demanded Havoc.

A sound of chair sliding across the floor stopped the men's insane questioning. Looking behind them, they saw Roy standing from his desk.

"Please, gentlemen, leave the poor girl alone. I think Marshall is still tired from her long journey from her beloved hometown to Central. If you could, stop questioning her and let her get to work before I lose my temper and make you scrub every inch of Central with toothbrushes. Back to your desks," he ordered.

As the trio went back to their desks, Lily smiled weakly. She couldn't believe that Roy was standing up for her, or better yet, saving her from the three men.

"Marshall! To your desk before I make you do what I promised the boys," he barked from his desk.

"Yes, sir," she said quickly and nearly ran to her desk.

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It was now the end of lunch and everyone was getting back to their proper offices, doing more boring paperwork. Lily was walking through the crowd of people in the hallway (who knew there were this many people?) when she spotted a familiar black-haired head. She hurried to make sure she didn't lose her target. Finally, after some bumps and curses, she placed her hand on the shoulder of her said target. A moment later, nearly everyone was gone and soon Lily and the other were left. She had her hand on Roy Mustang's shoulder, quickly pulling her hand away after she was sure he wasn't going anywhere.

"What is it, Marshall?" he asked, facing her.

"I...I want to thank you for earlier, back in the office. I thought I was going to be stormed with insane questions," she said.

"I didn't save you, per se. Just wanted them to stop talking before a big headache came," Roy replied.

"Well, anyway...thanks," she said quickly, almost in a mumble.

For a few pregnant moments, they stood there in silence before Lily spoke without thinking.

"I heard that you're going on a date tonight with the winner of the contest Mary pulled," she said.

"Well, yes, I will. Mary even got us reservations at a restaurant. I heard that girl I'm suppose to go out with made a musical of some kind," he said, not caring. It sounded along the lines of 'as long as I get a free dinner, I don't care what she did.'

"Maybe you'll finally settle down with this girl and get married. I mean, you go on dates every day, soon you will have to get married to carry on your annoying legacy," she blurted out.

'Stupid girl!', she berated herself. 'That was supposed to stay inside, not be shouted out!'

"What was that, Marshall?" He raised an eyebrow.

"I said I think you should marry that annoying groupie of yours and get it done with!"

'What the hell is wrong with me!'

"Well, Lillian, that just earn you double paperwork for the whole week! Now, get inside the office right now before I loose my temper!" he barked

She walked towards the office, and was about to go inside when her mouth worked on her own.

"Bastard."

"That's it! Triple paperwork!"

'I hate my life...'

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After a long day at work—Roy really gave her tons of work to do for her remark—Lily almost went back home before she remembered Rick. Taking a quick stop in the bathroom, she changed from the tight and itchy uniform into more comfortable clothing. Thankfully, Rick's house wasn't far from the main offices, only a mile or something close to it. By the time she got there, it was almost sunset and she was starving. Would it be rude of her to ask for some food? She finally reached the front door (the gardeners let her in at the front gate) and rang the door bell. A few moments later, a maid opened the door, letting her into the huge building, looking surprised to see her.

"Miss Marshall, how can I help you this evening?" she asked.

"Hello, I'm here to see Rick. Is he around?"

"I'm sorry, Madame, but Master Richard is-"

"No need, Penny, I can take her to Rick."

Lexi was coming down the steps. Once she landed, she ran towards Lily and greeted her in a fierce hug that nearly knocked the blond over.

"Good to see you, Lily!" the red head exclaimed, letting go of her.

Turning to the maid, "You can leave, Penny. I think Mother wanted someone to help her into her dress."

The maid bowed and turned and left the main hall. Lexi smiled at Lily and took her hand and started to take her towards the steps.

"So, Lily, how was your trip?" she asked, as they walked up the steps.

"It was alright. Met with old faces and new ones. I did get a pet there."

"Really? A dog? A cat? A turtle?"

Lily laughed. "A fox. His name is Tobias."

"Wow! Can I see him?"

"Sure, once I talked to Rick. I haven't seen him in forever. I got so much to tell him about my trip," she said with a smile.

Lily was staring far in the distance, she couldn't see the frown on the younger girl's face.

"I heard you got into the Roy Mustang Fan Club," she said.

"Yeah...After my friends started to talk about him and bugging me to join, I caved in. There is going to be a meeting today, at your house. Maybe I can see Tobias," Lexi said.

"Yeah, just be careful. He tends to bite strangers. Mary has some scars from the first week I had him, but when you get to know him, he is a real sweetie." Lily patted Lexi on the shoulder.

Once Lily was finished with her statement, they had arrived in front of Rick's bedroom door. Lexi turned and gave Lily a quick hug.

"Good luck. I'm sorry in advance," she whispered.

Before Lily could ask what she meant by that, Lexi had disappeared. Lily shrugged and opened the door and walked in, already seeing Rick at his writing desk, hunched over something. Setting down her bag, she walked up behind him, hugging him and kissing him on the cheek.

"Hello, love. How are you doing?"

Rick looked up from his desk, rubbing his eyes, not believing what he was seeing.

"Lily? When did you get here?" he asked, sitting up straight in his chair.

"Just a few minutes ago, talked to your sister for a bit. She seemed a bit down, is something up?" he asked, taking a seat near by.

"N-no, not really. I-it's probably her time of the month or something," Rick said. "So, how was your trip?" he asked, turning in his seat face her.

"Well, I had to organize some of Viktor's papers. I found a fox, and I'm keeping him as a pet. He is really well-behaved for a fox in the big city." She leaned back in her seat. "Nothing really important, although I met the Fullmetal Alchemist and had to help him with something. I couldn't believe how short he was!" she laughed. "So, what are you working on, Rick?" She pointed to the paper on his desk.

"Oh, nothing. Just something Father gave me to read over for my job," he said.

"You got a job! What is it!" Lily was sitting straight in her chair now, on the edge.

He smiled weakly, "I'm going to follow my father and become a doctor. Not for the military; don't want to become a dog of the military. No offense."

"None taken. I just do what my heart tells me, even if it is joining the military. As I recall, you wanted to be a State Alchemist too at one time. It's good to hear you're going to become a doctor, Rick. I have a thing for guys in uniforms, especially white ones," she joked. Getting up, she hugged him tightly. "I hope you do a good job. You will become a great doctor."

"Just one problem..." he said softly.

She reached back, staring down at him, wondering what he meant by that.

"What is it?"

"I have to go to a school in East City for a couple of years to train and become a doctor..."

Lily shrugged her shoulders. "So? I can still write to you, call you every day or two. There is always the possibility of me going to East City on weekends, holidays, and hell, if possible, I may even get transferred there. We can get an apartment, something decent, and..."

"That's just problem, Lily," he sighed, not wanting to do this. "I can't see you anymore."

Lily's eyes nearly popped out of her head. She took a step back, trying to figure out what he meant. "What? What did you say?"

"We can't be girlfriend and boyfriend anymore, not now or ever. We are through," he said again.

"B-but why? Why do you want to break something...something this perfect? I thought I found the perfect boyfriend and now this happens? You're the only guy I ever saw a future with!" she exclaimed, on the verge of tears.

He stood up, slamming his hands on the table. "Do you think I wanted to do this, Lily! I was forced! It wasn't my decision in the first place! It is my damn mother's fault! Her, and her stupid group of old house wives, deciding the fates of their children without a thought. I'm engaged to be married to that Armstrong girl!" he yelled, scaring Lily.

"But, your parents, I thought they knew about us…that they would give us a blessing with our relationship," she said, barely a whisper.

"For God's sake, Lily! Be smart, they didn't really to give us their blessing from the start. You meet them once, at the dinner party. The only reason they acted nice was because they didn't want their friends to think less of them. It would be stupid to yell and hate the savior if their younger child. The engagement has already been done," he sighed, slightly calming down. "When I was fifteen, my parents took me aside and told me of my fate. I thought... I thought if I had a real girlfriend, and showed them true love, they would cancel the wedding. I guess I was wrong."

Lily had tears running down her face, her stomach tightening as she listen to Rick's story. Clenching her fists, she stormed up to him, making him face her, and slapped him across the face, almost knocking him on the ground by the sheer force of it. He stumbled a few steps away, holding his redden cheek.

"You...You bastard! How dare you try to do this to me! You used me like a used tissue. You just wanted a girlfriend and you just took the perfect opportunity when I rescued your sister, thinking it own more brownie points with your folks. I thought you loved me!" she yelled through a storm of tears.

"I did love you..."

"Shut up! Just shut up! All you said about loving me have been lies hasn't it? Hasn't it!" Lily was up in his face.

"I..."Rick cleared his throat, not knowing what to say. "I...did like you, as a friend." Lily laughed. "But, as time grew on, I thought...I knew I loved you. I had planned to dump you once my parents got rid of the stupid engagement, but I didn't plan to fall in love with you. I did, though, and never wanted this love to end, even without my parents' knowledge or blessing. Please." He took her shaking hands in his. "Lily, stay with me. I need you."

She yanked her hands away from his grip. "Don't give me that bullshit, Richard. I loved you. I thought I found the perfect guy. I thought I wouldn't get my heart broken again. I let you in, Rick, I let you into my heart and now you give this crap about loving me behind your future wife? I'm sorry, Rick, I... I can't do that to someone. I hope you have a good marriage."

Lily wiped her eyes, walking towards the door, quickly grabbing her bag, she was about to open the door when Rick placed a hand of her shoulder, stopping her.

"Lily, please..."he begged.

She didn't bother to turn around. "Good-bye, Richard. Don't ever come near me or my friends again. I just wish I'd seen it sooner..." she whispered.

Turning the handle she was out of room and out of sight. Rick cursed loudly, kicking over a chair and almost a bookcase before collapsing into the chair Lily had just sat in, burying his head in his hands. He barely looked up when someone entered his bedroom and walked in front of him. His first thought was that it was Lily coming back again to apologize or hit him again; he deserved that. Rick's daydreaming of Lily disappeared when he heard his sister's voice.

"I do hope your happy, Rick. You just broke the perfect girl's heart. You could've been a man and run away with her, but you didn't. Now, I'm ashamed to be called your sister," Lexi said, her arms crossed.

"Go away Alexandra...You're not making it any easier..." he said softly.

"Whatever. I'll let you rot in your misery...I have a meeting to catch."

He didn't budge when he heard the door slam a moment later. He didn't try to stop the tears from coming down his face. Rick just let them.

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Lily had her right arm in front of her, resting her head on it. In her left hand, she held a bottle of beer or whiskey, she'd forgotten which an hour ago. She was sitting in a small local bar. It was better than last time; it didn't play loud music. She couldn't bear to go home after what had happened with Rick and her. There were too many people at her house, busy with their meeting, and she didn't want to cry as she told her story in front of strangers. She lifted her head briefly taking a sip of alcohol and then put her head back in place. Lily didn't feel weak, empty, emotionless, heartbroken, or depressed. There wasn't a word for how she felt right now.

"Rick...Adrian...Lucius...Maybe I should date girls...or not date anymore. I wonder if I can be a nun," she mumbled to herself.

"Maybe you had enough, miss," the bartender pleaded with her.

"Shut up, and give me another bottle of whatever the hell I'm drinking!" She slammed the empty bottle on the counter.

The bartender sighed, shaking his head as he handed her a fresh bottle. Lily stared at her reflection in the brown glass before her—she looked terrible! Red eyes, pale face, and it seem her head was misshaped. Oh, wait, that was the bottle.

"You know that stuff will kill you if you drink it from the bottle like that."

She didn't bother to turn her head when she heard the voice, already knowing who it belonged to, as he sat down beside her. Her eyes followed the hand that reached in front of her, grabbing her only lifesaver and reading the label out loud.

"Wicked Blend, a blend of rare spices to give you that real kick during parties and celebrations...Why would a girl like yourself be drinking this stuff in a place like this?"

Turning her head, facing the newcomer, she spoke in annoyance. "Take a guess, Roy..."

Roy nearly fell off his seat at seeing Lily like this. Shaking his head, rubbing his eyes, and even pinching himself, he knew he wasn't dreaming at all. This was really Lily!

"L-Lily? Is that you?" he asked, making sure.

"In the flesh, Captain Underpants," she said, taking the bottle of whiskey back and taking a huge gulp of it.

"Good Lord, what happen to you?" he asked. "You...You look...awful!"

"I feel awful, thank you very much. As for why I become this awful, it was my damn boyfriend, or should I say ex-boyfriend, Rick Idiot Master! He freaking used me for the love of God! Getting engaged before I even met him, using me like...like something used, and even saying we could have an affair behind his wife's back! I know he didn't say that, really, but I can still read between the lines!" she exclaimed.

"That sucks. And here I thought my story was bad..." Roy sighed, leaning against the counter.

Lily sat up when she heard this. "A story? You have a story? Well, tell me!"

"No, you wouldn't like it."

"Ha! I just want something to do while I'm getting pissed drunk! I probably won't remember in the morning. Just tell Aunt Lily what is troubling you, Little Roy," she said.

"First of all, I'm not "little" if you're saying what I think you're saying."

"I'm not!" She took another sip of her drink while mumbling "But, maybe I am."

He cast her one glare before sharing his story, "You know I had a date with the winner of the contest, right?" She nodded. "You know she made a musical, and I'm all for musicals, it was just what she wanted me to do in the musical. She wanted me to dress like a woman, look like a woman, an even kiss a guy! Worst part of it, she wanted me to have a love scene with him. So, the next time she went to the bathroom I ran out of there," he finished.

Lily smiled and laughed.

"You think this is funny?" he barked.

"No! …wait, yes. Yes it is. I'm sorry, I just need something like that! I got an idea..."

Reaching over the counter, she took two glasses, filling them to the top with her whiskey, and handing one to Roy and keeping one for herself. She raised her own glass into the air.

"We are both lonely and well...We should be lonely together! Cheers to being lonely!"

Roy shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever floats your boat."

Hitting their glasses together and knocking back the shots, they both ordered another drink.

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Lily awoke to a strong light coming from outside the window. Her eyes barely open, not fully awake, she reached for the bottle of aspirin on her bedside table. She felt like a train had run her over a hundred times, and her throat was drier than sand. When she felt her hand colliding with just wood, she opened one of her eyes. Instead of seeing her normal bedside table, her colorful wallpaper, or anything she recognized, she saw something different. A plain, gray wall, a tall bedside table, and clothes laying around. Where was she? How did she get here? How many drinks had she had? Before anything could be answered, her stomach tightened when she felt someone shift behind her. That got her fully awake. Looking over her shoulder, she had to cover her mouth before she screamed bloody murder at who she saw. There, in the Queen size bed they shared at the moment, was the one and, thankfully, the only Roy Mustang!

'Okay, remain calm, Lily. There has to be a good reason why Roy is in bed with you. Take a deep breath, but not deep enough to wake him up, and think this through. Remember yesterday. You know that Rick dumped you and you went to a bar to get drunk...and then what? Oh, yes, Roy came after he had a bad date, you guys had a few drinks, then what? Crap, it's like there is no memory of what happen after that. Now, the present, you're in his apartment (knowing from last time…best we forget), in his bed, that could only mean one thing. Lift the covers to confirm it...Yes, you did. You did the Beast with the two backs, the horizontal tango, whatever they call it! Hmm, he was right when he said he wasn't "little". No, focus! Look for your clothes and get the hell out of here! Ok, shirt over chair, pants on the floor, shoes...I can always get more shoes, underwear...Where is my underwear!'

Before Lily could think of looking for her underwear, Roy groaned, moving once again in bed, his back towards her.

'Forger about underwear! Move, move, move!'

Lily slid out of bed, grabbing a blanket that had fallen to the floor and wrapping it around herself. She moved around the room, grabbing her clothes, making sure not to make too much noise. With the bundle of clothes in her hands, she walked towards the door. Just when she thought she had found sanctuary, she heard a voice that she really didn't want to hear at the moment.

"What are you doing in my bedroom, Marshall?"

'Just when I thought I was home free!'

Lily wheeled around, making sure her bed sheet wasn't slipping. He laid there on his side, his hand balancing his head as he looked at her. She couldn't help noticing that the bed sheet he had was slowly slipping below his navel. She inwardly cursed herself for acting like a teenager.

"I can explain...Wait, no, I can't. I...Roy..." She gulped and took a deep breath. "I have no idea what happened last night...But, if you look at our state of clothing or lack thereof … I think you will probably guess what happened." Lily said.

"You mean we had s-"

She put her hand up. "Please, don't. I don't want to be reminded of it anymore," she pleaded. "If you'll excuse me, I have to go home now. Mary and Leo are probably worried about me..."

"Wait!"

Lily's eyes nearly went out their sockets when she saw Roy getting up from the bed, covered by absolutely nothing, walking towards her. Placing one hand on the side of her head, he leaned in until their noses were almost touching.

"Promise me, Lily, that you won't go running off telling your friends what happen. I know I can trust you to keep this a secret, but I don't know about your friends. If word got out of what happened with us, we could probably lose our jobs and reputations." His eyes were emotionless as he said this coldly.

Lily forced down a gulp, slowly nodding her head. "Yes...I-I understand, Roy."

"Good, we are in agreement. Although I do wish I could remember what happened, alcohol does that to you. I will see you at work then," he said.

He backed up, already getting dressed. Lily quickly slipped out of the door, quickly getting dressed in the living room before nearly running like a banshee to her own home. This had to be the worst week of her life!

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The door to the home of Mary, Lily, and Leo slowly opened, and one of the occupants walked into the dark room. She slowly closed the door and tried not to make any noise as she attempted to reach her bedroom before the others woke up. She was almost home free when once again, she was caught. She screamed, jumping in the air, when the light was suddenly turned on, revealing Mary and Leo sitting on the couch, looking mad as hell. Mary pushed herself up from the couch, walking over Lily. Her hands on her hips, she started to yell.

"Where on Earth have you been, young lady? You told us that you were going to Rick's after work! Now, you come home at nearly seven in the morning, your clothes wrinkly and bit dirty! You also smell like beer!"

"I...I was...at Rick's, Mary. We got carried away and I had to stay at his house.." she lied.

She didn't believe it. "No you didn't, Lily. When Lexi came here last night, she told us what happened with you and Rick and said you ran out of there crying and mad as all hell. Leo almost had to chain me up to keep me from running to that man and ripping out his spine for what he did to you! I told you that Rick wasn't a good guy!" she yelled.

Lily frowned, hurt, and looked away. Leo got up from the couch and, placing a hand on Mary's shoulder, he stopped her from yelling anymore.

"Lily..."he began softly. "We are both hurt from what happened with you and Rick, and you're probably feeling worse then we do. We were worried about you, a lot. Don't blame Mary, she is trying to keep you safe and be a good friend. She's sorry for yelling, I know that. Just, tell us where you really were." Leo looked at with soft eyes.

"I...I...can't say...I promised him not to tell," Lily whispered weakly.

"Who is 'him', Lily?" asked Mary.

Before Lily could answer, the door bell rang. Lily was the closest to the door and moved over, opening the door, her breath stopping short at who she saw. Roy Mustang stood on her porch. Was he following her or did he just know the perfect time to show up?

"What do you want, Roy? You've made my life terrible as it is," she said.

"I just wanted to give you this..."

He handed her a small piece of red cloth. Knowing what it was, she quickly placed it in her pocket, with a small blush. She raised an eyebrow, still seeing Roy there.

"What now? If you want something else, just forget about it," she told him, getting ready to close the door.

He sighed. "There's something I need to talk to you about. Can I come in?"

"Hmm...Nope! Say it now before I close the door in your face!" she warned.

He took a deep breath. "Alright, if that's what you want. Just, after you left, I found out what happened last night."

"We are married."

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Author's Notes: Woot! I bet you guys never saw that coming! Rick, Rick, Rickie...You, sir, are an asshole! I wasn't orginaly going to go with the arrange marriage and having Rick use Lily like that, it just came to me! Lilyhas had her heart broken many a time, let's hope Roy can fix it for her. If you can't guess it, the red cloth is underwear! Kinky, much?

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