"The Bounty Hunter"

~ Chapter Two ~

~ AU ~

~ This is an AU, so some of the Characters may be out of Character ~

Walking across the beach, Winry smiled to herself. The summer holidays had started which meant she was off school for seven weeks. This was the only chance she had to stay away from people in her class, so she tried to make the most of it. She bought ice cream and sat on a large rock, staring out into the distance, beyond the ocean at the sunset. Her long blonde hair swayed with the breeze, brushing against her back and arms. She closed her eyes and breathed in the fresh air, but was interrupted by her phone vibrating in her pocket. She reached for it and flipped it open. The message read:

Winry, please come home. It is getting late. Dad x

She sighed, wanting to stay out for a while longer, but knew he would be mad if she did. She put on her shoes and hoisted her bag over her shoulder and stood. Taking one last look at the sunset, Winry turned around and collided with something hard. She fell to the ground, the contents of her back falling onto the sand. "I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!" She quickly apologized, bowing her head. When the person didn't say anything, she lifted her head slightly to look. She gasped. He was the most gorgeous man she had ever seen. He had short, straight black hair, strong black eyes, and the most beautiful face that could ever grace the Earth. She was shocked, she had never seen someone this... this manly. The very sight of him had her blushing crimson.

"You are much cuter in person." He teased with a smirk. Her eyes widened, confused. He held out his hand, which she took with much hesitation. Once she was on her feet, she snatched her hand away and took a few steps back.

"I'm sorry, but... do you know me?"

He grinned at her, showing his perfect teeth. "That's what they always say. You are Winry Rockbell, right?"

Her heart thumped harshly against her chest. "Who wants to know?"

"Roy Mustang," he held out his badge, "I'm a Bounty Hunter."

Winry laughed nervously, "a Bounty Hunter, heh. Well, Mr Bounty Hunter, why are you here? Don't you have a criminal to go catch?" She shoved all her stuff back into her bag and began to walk away, but she stopped at his next words.

"I'm here to bring you to jail, Miss Rockbell."

"Excuse me?" She turned to face him, shocked. "Is this some kind of joke?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" She stared at him in disbelief.

"Wha- I haven- What crime do you accuse me of?" She stuttered, her body shaking slightly.

"Don't play dumb, Miss Rockbell." He snapped, "you know what you have done! You attacked three girls at your school, and then you never showed up for Court. That's a big offence!"

"I-I think I would remember something like that, Bounty Hunter." She glared at him, and he took a few steps closer.

"I don't appreciate people lying to me!" He towered over her like a building waiting to fall. "You are going to jail, and that's final!" He reached for her arm, but she quickly dodged.

"Don't touch me!" She ran across the sand, trying to get as far away from him as possible. After running for what seemed like hours, she looked behind her only to find he was nowhere around. She smiled and began to slow down. "That stupid man," she breathed, trying to catch her breath.

"I don't appreciate being called names, either." She jumped with fright at the sight of him in front of her. Before she could even escape, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. She screamed and thrashed around in his grip, but it was no use. He was too strong for her. She stopped struggling and tried to regain her strength. "That's more like it. The calmer you are the easier it is for me," he chuckled.

"Shut," she panted, "up." Her vision became blurry and her body felt lifeless. The last thing she saw before she fell unconscious was his Range Rover.

Opening her blue eyes, Winry sat up in what appeared to be a large vehicle. Her hands were handcuffed behind her back and she was strapped in place by a strong seat belt. She then noticed a man driving the car, one with dark hair and a very masculine face. She smirked. So, she had finally been caught. She began to laugh, catching the attention of The Bounty Hunter.

He looked at her reflection in the car mirror. "What are you laughing at?"

"Mind your own damn business." Her voice was deeper than he remembered, but he was so preocupied with what she had actually said to even notice.

"What did you just say?"

"I'm not one to repeat myself." She kicked the back of his seat and laughed again. Before he could retort, she spoke again. "Who would have thought someone so hot would have caught me. Are you here to punish me?" She said seductively while resting one leg on the top of his car seat. He began to stutter, completely shocked at her words. Noticing his discomfort, she chucked, "relax stranger, I'm joking. You got a name?" His eyes widened. Since when was she this laid back? Before she was struggling and screaming, now she was ...flirting? He shook his head. It was impossible for somebody to change that quick.

"I have already told you my name."

"It seemed to have slipped my mind." She sighed, staring out the window with a bored expression.

"Roy Mustang." He said after a long silence.

"Well, Roy Mustang, your taking me to jail, right? How long will it take to get there? I'm pretty bored."

"It will take two days. I've booked us into a hotel for the night."

"Mr Mustang!" She gasped, "I didn't know you felt that way! Please be gentle with me! After all, I am a 17." She smirked.

"Don't be so stupid!" He snapped. This was going to be a lo-o-o-o-o-o-ong journey.

Once they were in the hotel, he unlocked one of her handcuffs and attached it to the bed. "You're boring, aren't you." She said plainly as she pulled on the chain. He ignored her as he searched through his bag. She watched him with a bored expression before collapsing onto the pillow in exhaustion. "You need to lighten up; smile a little."

"You need to shut up."

She lifted her head and looked at him. "You need to shed your boring ass." She sat up on the bed and put her face in her free hand. She began to cry softly, and he immediately looked up. He hated when women cried. That was his weakness. After watching her for a while, he got up and walked over to her.

"Hey, you don't need to cry..." He said, but she ignored his words. He stepped closer, "stop crying. It'll get you nowher-" he received a kick to the groin, which had him toppling over in sheer agony. He held onto his area for dear life, groaning and moaning. He looked up at her face in fury.

"Fake tears." She chuckled, her expression sadistic, "that'll teach you to mess with Teresa!" She yelled in triumph before collapsing onto the bed unconscious.

Hurray for Chapter Two. xD
I'm just making this up as I go along.
But some of it was planned.
The Bounty Hunter part and the problem with Winry. xD
Wheee, I'm so happy I updated this so is the best. ^^

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