No Lying Allowed

Chapter Four: So, Mustang, What'cha Gonna Do?

Hello peoples! Well, I have to say that I got a kind of bad review last time I posted a chapter here.

Since it was an anonymous review, I can't go and kill the person (just kidding) so I just send a shout out here: I AM JUST A BEGINNING WRITER. THIS IS MY SECOND STORY. It is not really supposed to be the best piece of literature ever! Sheesh!

So, here's the fourth chapter. For the purposes of this story, I have altered a well known fact in Fullmetal Alchemist. Jean Havoc, instead of losing the ability to walk, has retained that vital skill after the accident in the underground labratory. Okay?

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An awkward silence filled the room after Riza left. Everybody looked uneasily at each other, and then they looked at Mustang. He was still sitting on his place on the floor.

Mustang buried his face in his hands and groaned, feeling very embarrassed. He had just fainted in front of everybody. Including his subordinates, who were, by the way, standing by the door. They looked sheepish at being caught eavesdropping against the door.

"So, um, chief, are you going to continue the bet?" asked Havoc. He looked a little nervous. He quailed as Mustang glared at him.

Sighing, Mustang dropped his stare, and glanced at his watch. "Well, we still have about thirty minutes left. It was Fullmetal's turn, so I think he should finish it. Does that answer your question?"

Havoc nodded. Suddenly Winry spoke up. "Well, can we sit down and hear the rest of your conversation? We're just gonna eavesdrop anyways." She gestured to everybody else in the office.

Mustang groaned. "Fine. Sit somewhere, and be quiet."

Havoc, Fuery, and Breda all sat on the couch opposite of Edward. Winry and Falman sat on the couch with Edward. Once they were all settled in, Edward began speaking.

He grinned and said, "So…it was my turn, right?"

Mustang groaned. "Don't make me repeat myself, Fullmetal."

"Fine, fine. Now that Hawkeye the Maniac is out the room, I assume it is safe to continue with the questions. Remember; tell the truth and all that. Okay?"

"Okay!"

"Sheesh, just making sure. Okay. My last question was asking if you had done it with Hawkeye yet. And…you had answered no. So…." With this, Fullmetal sat and mused for a minute. Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"I have an idea! Okay, tell me why haven't you made a move on Hawkeye yet."

Everybody in the office groaned. Winry exclaimed, "Edward! Why do you keep asking that type of intruding questions? Do you have any sense of decency?"

Mustang said, "Winry kind of does have a point."

Edward rolled his eyes. "I'm asking them partly because I'm curious, and partly because I'm getting back at him for making me tell about our date. So…Mustang, answer the question I just asked you."

"Fine! I haven't made a move on Hawkeye yet because if I did, she would put a bullet through my head. I would've thought that you had deduced that from the display she provided just a minute ago." He snapped.

Edward looked confused for a moment. "Well, I've always thought that you would've made a move on her by now. Hey, wait! Do you like Hawkeye?" he inquired.

Mustang blushed. "Yes."

"What do you like about her?" Edward asked. He seemed genuinely interested. For good reason, too. True, Hawkeye was a beautiful blonde woman who had gorgeous amber eyes and a shapely figure. However, she had some sharp edges to round out before she could be truly desirable. For instance, her temper needs to be kept in check more often.

Mustang had decided to let go of all of his pride back when he had fainted. He was going to stop resisting and just answer the questions. So it came as no surprise when he answered quickly.

"I like her eyes and her hair color. Also, I admire her shape. I really don't like a woman who has no curves…" With that, he lowered his eyes and stared at the floor, slightly embarrassed.

"Hmm…I can agree with that. Okay, on to the next question. Do you think that Hawkeye like you?" Fullmetal leaned forward expectantly.

Mustang scratched his head. He mused for a moment, and then said, "Well, you can't really tell because she doesn't show her emotions a lot. However, there was a time when she actually did lose her composure…" He grinned evilly.

Fullmetal rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Back in that underground laboratory, right?"

Mustang snickered. He seemed so unlike himself right then. It was almost like he was a little kid remembering something really entertaining. For him, it was something really similar to that, because that was one of his favorite memories of Hawkeye.

"Yes, remember? I was badly hurt, and she thought I was going to die." He sat there for a moment. "She was crying."

Edward snorted. "Don't get all mushy and stuff. You weren't as bad off as Havoc. He got stabbed!"

"Yeah, but he survived!" Mustang shot back.

"Hey, I'm right here," Havoc said from across the room. He waved his hand helpfully.

"Be quiet!" Edward and Roy said in unison. They looked shocked for a second, and then glared at each other.

Winry burst out laughing. "You guys are idiots," she choked out.

Ed and Mustang were still glaring daggers at each other when Mustang's watch beeped. "Oh," Mustang said, caught off guard. "Your time is up, Fullmetal."

"Damn it!" Ed cursed.

Roy grinned and rubbed his hands together. "Time to get down to business."

Okay, that wasn't too bad, was it? Tell me what you think in a review! I love those!

Also, if you have any questions Roy should ask Ed, please leave it in a review or PM. I'll take any and all questions! Thanks in advance.

Next chapter should be up in about a week!