19: doesn't make sense and maybe I'm enjoying it...

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POV of Laura Fang

I head over to to Eastern and I knock on Roy's door. He lets me in and puts the lock on the door.

"Thanks for coming on a such short notice. But this couldn't wait;" he says as I sit down at his desk and he stands next to me laying down a record. I scan my eyes over the information and I'm a bit taken back.

"Okay so if Leo has two alliances who cares? Maybe he was trying to flee from some law suit or something. Why is it so disturbing to you?" I ask and he leans in closer to flip to the death certificate. His face is literally next to mine and he points to the dates.

"Laura; this Arrow guy has been dead for more than a hundred years. How do you explain that they look exactly the same?" He asks trying to get me to follow his logic.

"I don't know. It doesn't make sense to me either." I reply then he shows me about what apparently caused the cause of Arrow's death.

"Look at this. Apparently he was frozen to death as he was stranded at sea. As if that wasn't odd enough; look at this. It's the same way as when Anderson attacked me back in Central." Instead of Arrow dying of hyperthermia (got too cold to live) his tissue was destroyed by ice shards that Anderson uses in his Chill Breath attacks. I frown because well the more dirt we dig up it doesn't make sense. So far we only know this.

Leo Anderson is the Chill Breath Alchemist.

With the account of Tucker; he was working under the Fuehrer himself and had some interests in immortality and the construction of the Stone in laboratory 5.

Apparently he was the Crimson Alchemist's Lieutenant back in Ishbal.

And he has something to do with Arrow Cash's death.

Somehow him and Cash are the same person.

But it doesn't make sense!

1) how would Leo even be alive if he is Arrow Cash?

2) why would he fake his own death?

3) How did he manage to live this long then and not be suspected?

4) How did he survive the Crimson Alchemist killing his company for his bomb?

5) What would the Fuehrer want with him? Then sudden demote him down to my lieutenant?

I tell Roy about what Tucker told me and how apparently he was Keeimer's Lieutenant. (I leave out how he's still alive. Chances are the State's going to kill him.) He grabs his jaw thinking as he leans against me. "So Tucker's alive huh? And why would he be asking him about immortality? And you say that he was working under Fuehrer Bradley?" He asks to make sure he heard me right. I nod so he sighs. "Something isn't adding up. Okay lets just use this as a constant. Let's say if Leo is Arrow; he probably made himself immortal but he killed his body so people wouldn't ask anything; then he somehow managed to transport himself into an other vessel to the Leo Anderson we know today. Alright that settles that but what about his relations to the Fuehrer and the Crimson Alchemist? We have nothing to connect him to them." Roy paces around the room trying to come up with something. I stand up and sit on the floor. I glance at the record again about Arrow Cash. I scan my eyes over the autopsy and something strikes me.

"Leo has that scar in the exact same place." I say out loud so Roy comes over and sits next to me.

"Let me see that." He takes it from me and I point to the scar on Arrow's forearm. It's hard to miss because it basically traces one of the arm's veins.

"Yeah one time I saw it when he was fixing one of the pressure gates in my back." I point out so he nods.

"How interesting..." We put the stuff away because its getting late and from last time I was here; we plan not to take any chances. If we want to find out more it'll have to be in such secrecy that even our Lieutenants and companies can't know.

We head over to his apartment because well since I changed out of my uniform and I look like a civilian, people won't think it strange. As he puts his key in the keyhole to open it; I start jumping around

"Roy you don't mind if I don't use your bathroom do you?!" I ask pretending that I gotta hit the can. He shakes his head

"No." He pushes the door open so I run into his room as he flops his stuff on his kitchen counter. I smirk as I'm in his room; he's always making me sleep on his couch and that thing is so damn uncomfortable! I take over his bed and get myself under the sheets. He enters and gives a confused look.

"I thought you had to squeeze a lemon?" He asks so I shake my head

"You see; I gave you the illusion that I needed to so that way I can take over your bed!" I stick my tongue out at him. He clamps his hands over my ankles and pulls on me. I grab onto the edge of his mattress so that way he can't take me off. He pulls me and the thing on to the floor and he growls.

"Off. It's my bed and I had a long day Laura." He scowls at me so I shake my head

"No! You can sleep on the couch!" I hiss as he tries pulling me off again. My upper body drags across the floor making my breast to hurt. "STOP! You're hurting my boobs!" I plead and he smirks

"Give me the bed!" I twist my torso back to look at him.

"Never." He continues to pull on me. He sets me in the corner. He drops me and he runs to put the mattress back on the box spring. I get onto my feet and run. I throw myself against the mattress as soon as he places it on the box spring. He groans and gives up.

"Fine princess. You can sleep on the bed but I am too. So good night." He tosses off his pants and shirt and hehe. He got abs... Not like Armstrong's but still... I've only dated lanky guys. He lays down next to me with his back towards me. He curls the sheets to him pulling them off of me. I frown so I pull on the corner of the sheet and try pulling it to me. We're in a tug a war trying to hog up the blankets when I get on him and pull a blanket free from under him. I settle down and we glare at each other.

"Night Princess." He taunts so I stick my tongue at him.

"I'd sleep with one eye open if I were you Roy. I tend to sleep fight." I tease and he smirks and licks my temple. I screech my disgust and he laughs.

"You're so cute. Now sleep!" He tosses himself over and sleeps. I smile a bit and then turn my back towards him and then sleep to the rhythm of his breathing.