"Every man I meet wants to protect me. I can't figure out what from." Mae West

Warnings: Consequences of the last chapter. Drunkness

He held her warm body in his arms. Her bra was still missing and her breasts were still pressed up against him. He was worried about her, was she okay? He was so enamored with his inebriated friend he didn't notice the door open.

"Lt. Colonel!" The door slammed and Riza Hawkeye stood their with her mouth gapping open. "Y-you're taking advantage of...Roy!" She had to choke out the last word, she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Hughes' eyes went wide and he dropped Roy to the ground. "It's not what it looks like!" He raised his hands in self defense with Roy's bra still in hand. He watched as Riza reached for her pistol in her jacket pocket. "Seriously Riza! She was drunk and... and...well...uh..." He knew he wasn't helping his case. Roy was starting to stir at his feet.

"Mmm...Maes?" She slowly opened her eyes and started to stand up, she was swaying in her drunken state. "Hey sexy." Roy said as she put a hand on Hughes' chest. He slapped a hand to his forehead and started to turn red. Roy started to giggle and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Take off your shirt big boy!" Was the slurred words that came out of her mouth as she turned to look at Riza. "He's mine!" She glared at her as she squeezed Hughes harder.

"Ha, Roy why don't you put your bra back on and..."

"Tell blondie to fuck off and I'll show you a good time." Roy purred out, until she put a hand over her mouth and sprinted for the bathroom.

"What is going on Hughes?" Riza asked, as they both heard gagging noises coming from the bathroom.

Hughes sighed and started to clean his glasses. "She was drunk and she was all over me. Damnit Riza, I'm just a man, and Roy and I have always had a strange relationship."

"What are you saying Hughes you're a married man."

"I know, but Roy, she needs me right now." His slowly seemed to gaze away from her. "Roy's beautiful man or woman. I remember at my wedding, him standing next to me in his tux, physically he looked great but emotionally he looked sad. Those eyes looked devastated but he still smiled. These feeling aren't new Riza, for both of us."

Riza looked at him. Who would have guessed? She knew they were best friends but harboring secret feeling about each other? Not in her wildest imagination would she have thought this a possibility. With Roy's womanizing and Hughes' family man dedication, the whole situation displayed for her seemed even more surreal. "What about Gracia and Elysia?"

"Don't remind me Riza I know I'm screwed."

The next day Roy felt like she was hit in the head with a bowling ball. She hissed as sunlight peaked through her curtains causing her head to ache. She didn't mean to get that drunk last night, not to mention she had practically thrown herself at Hughes. She was so embarrassed, how would she be able to face him again. He probably thought she was just a drunken slut. She slowly climbed out of bed and put on an oversized t-shirt. She slowly descended the staircase, being careful not to trip over her own feet on her way down.

"Good morning Colonel." Riza was in her kitchen dressed in her uniform.

She ran a hand through her hair and groaned. "Riza, what are you doing here?"

Sir, I mean Ma'am, the Führer wants you back at work, I picked up your new uniform. They only had skirts left, sorry."

"This is sickly ironic." She took the skirt from Riza and held it up against her lower half. "I can't go back to work! First off I'm a woman and second I have the worst hangover of my life." How would her command take to seeing her in her current state. Roy didn't think she could take it just yet, or ever.

"I'm sorry but that's orders straight from the brass. Brig. Gen. Armstrong is even scheduled to come down from Brigg's for an inspection today."

"Fuck." She took the skirt and went into the bathroom.

A/N: Sorry for it being a little short. More to come, next chapter will feature all of Roy's command and Edward Elric!