A/N: YAY~ It is summer! :3 I can now laze off and do whatever I please! *caramel dances* Anyways, here's chapter nine. I'm so sorry for the long wait. I've recently had my final exams and Noli me Tangere play. I'm planning to make a RoyAi one shot of them watching the play. Oh the comments. :3 LOL. I'mma stop now so you can read the chapter. XD
I don't own FMA.
-Micha's PoV-
My batch mates from Rosehill and I have been sharing a school with the Sterling students, the Silver Arrows, for two weeks now. And may I just say that this… isn't going to work.
It is very normal that other schools stereotype us to be rich snobs who don't care about anything but getting our hair and nails done and weekend shopping trips to Creta and Drachma. It's true that most of the students are rich. If not, they are very well off. As for the snobs who love to shop and… beautify themselves, not all of us are like that.
Most of them heavily discriminate us and bully the other girls. Last week, my classmate Rosie, was just minding her own business when a group of 'mean girls' came up to her and shoved her into the fountain. And their reason was that she was saying things about their clothes. That was their first mistake. Once our whole batch found out about that, those girls were seen hanging upside down from the oak tree, covered in mud and dirt the next day.
The principal pardoned both offences but gave the whole school, both Rosehill and Sterling, a talk that if we did try to do anything like that again, we'd be suspended for at least three days. I'm damn lucky most of the students know that I get picked up and brought to school by military personnel. Havoc, Daniel, Fuery, Falman, Breda, and on rare occasions, the colonel and Auntie Riza would pick me up. But going to school, Auntie Riza does that every day.
Everyone is still adjusting, and I hope it turns out well. The Silver Arrows are just pissy that we can do alchemy and not get into trouble as long as we don't cause a fuss. They said that we were just showing off, and that we were all feeling. At first, we told ourselves not to mind it and just try to make peace and friends, but they still didn't change. So we thought of avoiding them. But how could we when each class has to share a classroom with two sections in more than two subjects? So Most of the girls from my batch got so fed up with their attitude so they're all living up to this phrase: They think we're like that? Fine, we'll be like that. So now… all the girls are intentionally showing off and making use of as much privileges they have in the school.
Like, how we get our own line in the cafeteria, our own separated eating area where none of the other students can eat at, we get to use all their facilities without having to ask for permission and we can wear civilian clothing every Friday and much more.
Though some are nice and make friends with us. But when they do that, they don't get accepted into their old group of friends anymore and they get teased and are called worse names.
Jadine and I made some friends… well… more like acquaintances from the different classes we have. And fortunately, they were all part of the same group, so they were pretty much okay. But whenever I tell my comrades about them, they get suspicious and tell me to try and avoid them. I have no idea why, but I know they're just protecting me.
No matter what happens, I know they will be there for me and I will for them as well. Just a few more days, and I will officially be working in Colonel Mustang's office for two months. It's quite hectic having to go to the office straight after school and cram all my home works in two hours, but it's doable and very much enjoyable. I still don't do much. I just proof read, type, sort, deliver, and retrieve papers from different offices and do the whole thing again. But all the men are telling me that I'm saving them so much time by just doing these menial things and I'm glad I can help.
At times, I would accompany Auntie Riza to the firing range and get a few rounds done myself. I'm so sad to say that I cannot compare to Auntie Riza's 98.99% accuracy rate. Hell, I'll be lucky to get a 60% accuracy rate. It takes me so long to aim a 9mm handgun correctly and I practically fell back when I tried using a shot gun. Guns and I just don't mix. So I think I'll stick to alchemy instead. Auntie Riza said she was quite happy that I didn't do so well with shooting, since if I was, they might recruit me to do sniper training if I had enough potential. She didn't want me to go through what she did, not in a million years.
Auntie Riza and I have been spending more time together despite our busy schedule. Every week, we would watch a play, eat out or maybe just cook dinner together and have my great grandfather-which is Auntie Riza's grandfather. At times, Mustang would join us for dinner if he drives her home from work. But this rarely happens. He thinks it's awkward having me eating next to him or just knowing that I made the food makes him nervous. That's what he says. I think it's rather comfortable having him over. It just gets disturbing when he and Auntie Riza would… show signs of affection. Leila was right, they really need to get a room.
Thinking about Mustang and Auntie Riza still discombobulates me. I'm not sure if I accept him or not. At times, I get so giggly when I see them together, but there are times where I just want to slap him away from her and cling to Auntie Riza like a koala. I don't know. I guess I'm just a little jealous that she's also been spending more personal time with him. I just hope that no one notices. I don't think they do, though. But everyone in the office, the whole military actually, have been spreading rumors ever since Auntie Riza became Mustang's aide that they were either together, dating, or secretly married. That last part, I wish was true but at the same time sounds like bull shit to me and I have no idea why.
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"Cadet,"
"Yes, sir?" I perk my head up from the typewriter and raise both eyebrows up.
"It's our turn to get our dog tags updated. Stay here and if someone calls, tell them to leave a message."
"Yes, sir," I mumble.
"Oh, the new transferee's coming today, right, chief?" Havoc asked.
The colonel cringed and narrowed his eyes at him. "Shut up, Havoc."
The blond lieutenant laughed and looked at me, "Hey, Daniel, you're going to have some competition with looks," he teased.
Daniel looked bewildered.
"Come on, gentlemen. We don't have all day." Hawkeye pushed them out the door then glanced over her shoulder. "I'll check up on you later," she said before she closed the door behind them.
I shrugged it off and continued typing. After a few minutes, I finished the document for the colonel to sign. I stood then took the stack of papers from Breda's desk that also needed signing to the inner office. As soon as I placed the stack down on Mustang's oak desk, the outer office's door creaked open and shut. I came out of the inner office to see who it was.
"Hello there," A tall, young man greeted me, "you must be Cadet Hawkeye, it's nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you." He had a wide and friendly smile on his handsome face and extended his hand to me.
"Hi. Uhm, how do you know my name?" I asked as I took his hand and shook it lightly.
"Well, the HR told me that if I see a young, innocent looking girl in Colonel Mustang's office, it had to be you." He chuckled.
I tilted my head to the side. I was bemused. This young man had to be eighteen or nineteen years old. He was just the same height as the colonel or maybe shorter. He had brown hair like Daniel, but his was a bit longer. He wore round glasses that emphasized his big hazel eyes. He was just wearing casual clothes.
"Oh…" I looked down and then up again. Damn, why does everyone have to be so tall? Now I know how Ed feels. "Wait… who're you? And… how did you get to the colonel's office or the main gate to be certain?" I asked him carefully.
"They… let me in?" He said slowly and quite sarcastic. "Oh my, I forgot my manners. I'm Johnny White."
"Johnny White…" I repeated quietly. Why did that name sound so familiar? It sounded like I heard that name so many times in my life. "Hey!" I exclaimed in excitement, Johnny was startled and took a step back. "Sorry," I laughed. "But are you by any chance Ezra White's son? I mean, you know, the owner of White Inc.?" I asked.
"If you mean White Inc., the leading distributor of Auto mail in the whole world, then yes." He chuckled.
"I've heard so much about you," he repeated.
"From who?" I raised a brow at him.
"Leila, of course. We're classmates." He laughed.
"OH!" I pointed to him with a happy look on my face, "Now I know where I heard your name before!" I exclaim. "You help Leila with your math subjects."
"Yeah, that's me." He snickered.
"Wait, what're you doing here?" I asked him quizzically. "And how did you get in? Civilians aren't allowed in here unless they're with someone or are summoned by the higher officials."
"Like I said, they let me in." He said plainly.
Ring ring!
"Excuse me," I said then picked up the phone on my desk, "Hello, Colonel Mustang's office, Cadet Hawkeye speaking," I said politely.
"Good, you haven't burned the office down yet," Daniel teased on the other line.
"Haha," I laughed sarcastically, "I would love to do that, but sadly the Colonel brought his gloves with him."
"Good point," he agreed, "Speaking of which, the Colonel's on his way down there now. He's expecting the new transferee. If you ask me, he doesn't seem to be so happy about it."
"How bad could he be?" I asked him sarcastically. "What's his back ground anyway?"
"Well, from what I know-or been told-he's supposedly attractive, intelligent and quite young." He said over the other line. "Oh, and he's a state alchemist."
"Really?"
"Yeah. That's why Havoc was teasing me a while ago."
"I see."
"I have to go, it's my turn. Good luck when they get there."
"Bye." I hung up.
"Sorry about that." I smiled at Johnny. "So why are you here?"
"Oh, I'm here to see the Colonel." He returned the smile.
"Really? What for? Do you have an appointment with him? I don't recall someone calling in to have a meeting with him." I opened my military planner for the Colonel to check the box for this day.
"Well I don't really need one because—"
Johnny got cut off when the door banged open and revealed an angry Flame Alchemist. "You," He glared at Johnny.
"Why hello there, dear cousin, it's been a while." Johnny smiled at Mustang.
I dropped my planner in shock. "You two are related?" I asked. "You guys don't look alike…"
"Thank god I don't," Roy rolled his eyes.
"I agree. I don't want to look like some womanizer." Johnny sniggered.
"What was that?" The Colonel glared at him.
"Aren't you glad I'm here, dear cousin? We get to spend all day together!" Johnny tried to steer the conversation to another topic.
"Hell no!" He exclaimed. "I don't need another trouble making pain in the ass." He looked at me then back at him.
"Hey!" I retorted.
"Can it, cadet." He narrowed his eyes at me.
"Colonel, please, I can hear you from the other hall." Lieutenant Hawkeye came in with the other men. "Hello, Johnny, it's been a while since your last visit." She offered him a small smile.
"Hey Lieutenant," Johnny raised his hand in greeting and took notice of Havoc having a cigarette sticking out of his mouth. "I see you're still at those cancer sticks, Jean." He sneered.
"Yeah, yeah." Havoc agreed lazily.
"Looks like the Colonel's office is being filled with youngsters, huh, Falman?" Fuery smiled.
Falman nodded and smiled with his eyes closed. "Johnny has been with intelligence for two years now and recently passed the State Alchemist exam. He's a good addition to the boss' supporters."
"True." Breda added. "It's nice having more people around, I guess. I sense some trouble- making to be more often in the office." He smirked.
"As if having Ed and Micha wasn't enough. Oh well, at least we're not their targets. Those two are just targeting the Chief, so we're safe." Havoc grinned evilly.
"Who said we're not targeting you guys too?" Johhny and I gave Havoc a devil's grin.
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-Normal PoV-
-The next morning-
Riza dropped Micha off at the gates of Sterling Academy. "Bye, do good today." She gave Micha's forehead a quick kiss and fixed her clip. "Daniel's going to pick you up today."
"Ok." Micha grinned and hugged her aunt lightly. "See ya! Safe trip," she hopped out of the car and closed the door gently.
Jadine immediately spotted her best friend and gave her a hug and waved at Hawkeye. She waved back, and then drove away.
"They still think she's my mom, don't they?" Micha asked Jadine quietly.
"Yeah, I guess so. But I don't think they'll really care if she wasn't." She replied.
Micha shrugged in response and started making their way inside the school. "First subject is…"
"Lab," Jadine finished her sentence. "Lovely, isn't it? We get to spend two hours with two other sections from here." She rolled her eyes.
"They aren't so bad… I guess."
"Not if they shoved you into the fountain." Jadine mumbled. They reached their temporary lockers to place their things in and grab their lab coats. Jadine noticed the boy three lockers away from Micha's. "Hey, Micha, do you know who that is?" She whispered to her best friend. Micha looked over to the direction where Jadine pointed at. The boy had dark, raven locks and quick silver eyes. He was quite tall and a lean built. His looks were quite different from the normal Amestrian. He's most likely Drachman.
"…No? Am I supposed to know?" Micha asked, discombobulated.
"I don't know. He's at our lab classes. He must be really smart, our section's advanced in lab." She stated. "I don't know… don't you think he's hot?" Jadine giggled.
"Guess so…" Micha shrugged and closed her locker. "Let's go?" She smiled at her best friend and walked towards the lab.
Once they arrived, Sir Ryan, Rosehill's lab teacher, was assigning a new seating arrangement. "Al right everyone, listen up. I am going to assign a new seating arrangement so you can all get to know each other." He looked at everyone seriously. Sir Ryan was often called, "The Iron Man" Because his posture was always upright, he was strict, but gave high grades. "So, I will be calling your names and assigning tables for every group of four. I will be mixing your schools and I don't want to hear anything off it, understood?"
"Yes, Sir." The students said sloppily.
"Very well, I'll begin."
"Is he crazy? What if someone ends up in a cat fight or something?" Jadine whispered to Micha.
"He'll handle it." Micha whispered back. "Besides, Sir Ryan's scary to other people, and I don't think anyone's stupid enough to try and make trouble during his class."
"Hawkeye," the lab teacher called.
"Yes, sir?" Micha raised her hand and looked at the man.
"You're over here. Table four, next to Rinaldi." He pointed at the seat next to the boy Jadine has spotted earlier.
"Micha, you're with him!" Jadine excitedly shook her friend's arm.
"Ok, Jadine, calm down." Micha laughed and walked over to the table her teacher pointed to. Sir Ryan continued to call out names.
As soon as Micha sat down next to the said boy and looked at her two other table mates. To her surprise, they were all men.
"Oh shit." Micha cursed inwardly. "Hi," she smiled. "I'm Micha."
The three other boys looked at each other then back at her. "Hi, I'm Josh." The boy across her smiled.
"Raffy." The boy, who sat diagonal to her, grinned.
"And you are?" Micha looked at the Drachman boy next to her.
"Alexae. Alexae Rinaldi." He gave her a small smile. As soon as Micha saw his smile, a never ending stream of blasphemies went through her head.
"Oh dear lord, why does he have to be hot?" She screamed in her head. "Why do they all have to be hot?"
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After two hours of working on experiments with them, Micha felt relatively safe when she was back in a classroom with her classmates. Only. They were actually really nice not to mention smart. They were very friendly and funny… not like how the other students were to her and her other batch mates. It's already her math period, and she was rying hard to concentrate on understanding the behavior of Parabolas and how to decipher how they open upward or downward just by looking at the quadratic term.
"Micha,"
"Yes, sir James?" She stood up.
"Does this Parabola open upward or downward?" He asked her.
Micha looked at the equation that was at the center of the black board.
(fx)= -2x⁴
"It is a parabola that opens downward, sir." Micha answered.
"Why so?" He asked, checking if she just wasn't guessing.
"Because the quadratic term is a negative."
"Very good." He started discussing again and Micha sat back down, spacing out every once in a while.
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Hawkeye sat behind her desk, starting on the paper work she was assigned to do while the Colonel was quietly signing the documents Micha typed yesterday.
Knock knock
"Come in," Hawkeye said, not looking up from her work.
Daniel came in and saluted.
"At ease, Fritzer. What's happening?" Mustang asked, his pen still poised for writing.
"Sir, we are assigned to patrol the city later from 1600 to 1700 hours, sir." He reported.
Roy groaned. "Why us? Isn't our office high enough not to handle that?"
"Sir, all the other offices are running turns with patrolling the city. We have been receiving gang reports," Hawkeye interrupted.
Roy let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine. I suppose we will have to wait for Micha to join us," he signed the document and placed it on his finished stack to his right.
"Sir?" Daniel looked quite nervous, "are you sure about that? What if—"
"Whatever it is, I'm sure she can handle it," the Colonel looked up at this sergeant and studied his face, "Do you have a problem with the Cadet accompanying us? Is there something about this gang that is getting to you, Fritzer?" He asked seriously.
"No, sir," Daniel replied.
"Al right then, dismissed," Daniel saluted him then exited the office. Roy studied all of his movements.
"Don't you think that was a bit harsh, sir?" Riza asked quietly.
"What was so harsh about it, Hawkeye? If he does know anything about the gang and their activities, he should report it to me immediately. Judging by Breda's report, they're petty crimes aren't so petty anymore. Stealing, trespassing, and jacking cars are serious offences." He said to his subordinate sternly.
"Yes, sir, I know it is. But you know what his relation is to one of these…"
"Hoodlums?" Roy finished for her.
"Sir," she gave him a warning look.
"All I'm saying is that these acts are inappropriate and intolerable. I will not let them disturb the current peace my city is experiencing," Mustang defended himself. "End of discussion."
Riza let out a sigh then returned to her paper work. I wonder if he knows that Micha was one of these… hoodlums… she thought.
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During lunch, Micha and Jadine sat outside, near the fountain. They didn't like it inside the cafeteria. It was much too loud and stuffy in there for them to cram their biology homework in peace.
"Help me get the phenotype of these seeds, will you?" Micha asked her friend.
"Sure, right after I answer if blood type AB can be given any type of blood or not," Jadine took a bite out of her sandwich then jotted down her answer on her notebook.
"Hey there, Micha," Raffy stopped in front of her and offered her a warm smile. Behind him stood Alexae and Josh trailed behind him.
"Hi Raffy, hi guys," Micha returned their smiles.
"Cramming bio, I see," Alexae eyed Jadine's homework.
Jadine laughed nervously, "Yeah, I didn't have time last night," she scratched the back of her head.
"Oh, guys, this is Jadine." She introduced the three boys to her, "Jadine, this is Raffy, Josh and Alexae."
"Hi." Jadine smiled.
"Need help with your homework, Micha?" Alexae sat next to her and took a hold of her notebook.
"Sure," Micha willingly handed her notebook to him.
"Do you girls mind if we have lunch with you? It's awfully stuffy in there," Josh pointed at the canteen behind him with his thumb.
"Sure, no problem," Jadine answered.
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Daniel grabbed his car keys and walked out of the office, it was his turn to pick Micha up today. He got in the car and started the engine. He carefully drove out of HQ's parking lot and slowly made his way to the school. He had a lot of things swimming in his head. What if today's turn of events don't go as planned? What if Micha finds out? What if someone gets hurt? So much questions and what if's were running through his head. He idled in front of the school's gates where he usually picks Micha up for a while before looking out the passenger window, trying to find her. Once he spotted her from behind, he killed the engine and hopped out of the car.
He strode over to her, but as soon as she was fifteen feet from sight, he instantaneously noticed the new group she was talking to. She and Jadine were talking to three guys and two girls wearing casual clothes, indicating that they were from that school, and not theirs. The guy with pitch locks noticed him approaching; he looked at him from the corner of his eye.
Jadine noticed him approaching as well and waved at him, "Daniel!"
"Hi," he smiled at her and raised his hand slightly.
Micha turned around and gave him a hug, "you're always so early." She giggled.
"I don't like to keep you waiting," he replied.
Micha rolled her eyes and introduced him to everyone. Everyone was impressed that at a young age, he was already in the military, with a position higher than a private. All except one.
"We have to go," Daniel whispered to Micha, "we have a mission."
"Oh," she looked at everyone and bid them good bye. "Bye guys, I have to go. I have to do some grocery shopping." Micha sweat dropped.
"Doesn't your housekeeper or maid do that for you?" Josh asked.
Micha chuckled. "Sorry Josh, I'm not that rich." She stuck her tongue out at him playfully.
"Not here," Jadine corrected.
"Yeah, not here," Micha laughed. She walked next to Daniel going to the car. He took her book bag and carried it for her.
"Isn't that so sweet?" Jadine held back a squeal, watching the two of them leave.
"Are they together?" Raffy scratched the back of his head, puzzled.
"No, but I wish they were. They look so cute together!" Jadine couldn't help but squeal now.
"I guess," Kitty admitted. "He's hot." She laughed.
"Hey, Alexae, what's with the look?" Josh teased. "Jealous?" He laughed aloud.
Alexae simply rolled his eyes and shrugged it off. He looked like he had a cool head on the outside, but on the inside, he was a blazing inferno.
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Hawkeye readied her riffle and a few bullets. She also packed some magazines with her for her two guns, ready for action in their saddles under her jacket. Mustang placed his gloves on and carried an extra on in his pocket just in case they got wet. Feury was testing all their communication devices while Johnny and Havoc reserved cars for their use over the phone. Micha changed out of her uniform and placed on pants and boots instead of her usual skirt and flats.
"Al right, men, listen up." Mustang started. "Keep your eyes peeled for anything suspicious, don't shoot unless they opened fired. I was informed from the other offices that they have recently been spotted and opened fire while in pursuit. And most importantly, don't die. I can't risk any of you men dying out on me." He said sternly, "your safety is your topmost priority, understood?"
"Yes, sir!" All the men in the office said in unison.
"Good. Lieutenant Hawkeye will carry on." He added.
"Your teams are as follows: The Colonel and I will be in the first car along with Feury. Havoc, Falman and Breda," She looked at three men, "you will be in car two." She directed her gaze at the youngest and newest members of their office, "White, Fritzer and Cadet Hawkeye, you will be in car three. Take the easier and broader roads. We'll handle the alleys and back ways."
"But, Lieutenant, the alley's are where they will most likely be," Micha said.
"Exactly why I'm keeping the three of you away from them. Take the towns square, bazaar, and train stations. We inform you if we need you." She said sternly. It's not that Riza didn't believe in them, it was just that she didn't want any of them to get hurt. Hell, if she could, she would rather let the Colonel stay in the safety of the office along with the three of them. She means well.
Micha heaved a huge sigh, "Yes, ma'am."
"Fritzer," she looked straight into his emerald orbs. Daniel felt her gaze burning his pupils.
"Yes, ma'am?"
"Take care of the cadet, she doesn't have much experience in the open field," Hawkeye explained.
"Yes, ma'am," Daniel nodded.
"Car two, you will take the Wharf and the back ways near the wet market."
Breda groaned.
"You know why car one can't take the Wharf, right, Lieutenant Breda?" Riza asked sternly.
"Useless," Johnny whispered to Micha causing her to giggle.
"I heard that, you punk," Roy gave his cousin a death glare.
Johnny and Micha laughed.
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Car one: Hawkeye was behind the wheel with the Colonel in the front passenger seat. Feury sat at the back, maintaining the frequency with everyone's headsets and microphones.
Car two: Havoc's behind the wheel with Falman in the front seat and Breda at the back.
Car three: Daniel's driving with Johnny in the front seat and the young Cadet at the back, drinking water. She needed to hydrate herself as much as possible.
In car one, Hawkeye's senses were all on maximum level. She had to keep her eyes on the road, and peeled for anything suspicious or that could bring harm. The Colonel was looking out his window, looking bored rather than patrolling. Feury sat there, eating a chocolate bar as he adjusted the volume and frequency of the radios that connected all of their head sets.
"I don't see anything here, Hawkeye. Let's go back." Mustang said passively.
"Sir, please. We've only been out here for ten minutes." Hawkeye pleaded.
"This is White, car three. Car one, do you copy?"
"Copy, loud and clear," Feury answered.
"The bazaar is clear of anything suspicious, sir. We're heading towards town square, over,"
"Roger," Mustang answered.
"That was fast," Feury mumbled.
"The bazaar is tiny," Mustang stated.
"But crowded," Riza added.
"This is Breda, car two. Car one, do you copy?"
"Copy," Hawkeye answered. The traffic was enough for her to respond.
"Section one of the Wharf is clear, ma'am. We're heading for the second section."
"Copy that, make sure you don't leave an alley unexplored," Hawkeye commanded.
"Copy that, lieutenant; we will head out on foot from Section two all the way to six. The roads are too small to continue by car," Breda said.
"Roger," Hawkeye clicked her microphone and started driving again.
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Reports to car one and clearing areas kept coming in every ten minutes. No suspicious activity was occurring in car three's said area also in car one, though car two was getting a little hard to reach. Since, they were stretching the signal from their headsets.
"Feury, get car three to give car two back up, looks like they need it." Mustang told Feury.
"Yes, sir." Feury called in for car three at once.
"This is Feury, car one. Car three, do you copy?"
"Copy that, serge. This is Hawkeye, car three."
"Car two needs back up at the Wharf, section four. I lost contact of them from there." Feury said.
"Got it," Micha told Daniel to drive on to the Wharf, section four. He seemed hesitant. As if he was trying to hide something.
"Car three, I don't see movement to the Wharf," Feury directed his gaze to the tracking screen.
"Sorry, Feury, traffic," Micha apologized.
"Cut the corners and take the bee line, dammit," Riza cussed silently. She hated delays. Especially if she knew there was a possibility that car two needed help.
"Car two, do you copy?" Mustang tried to reach them with his head set.
No answer.
"Car two? Breda, Havoc, Falman, do you read me?" He repeated.
"I lost their signal, sir. They must be further off than I thought," Feury tried adjusting the frequency and stretching the signal father.
"Car one, this is car three, we are at the Wharf, section four. No sign of the personnel in car three," Micha radioed in.
"Try section five," Riza suggested, driving to the Wharf as well.
"Roger," Micha answered. "We'll take over on foot, from here. It's too small to fit our car."
"Copy that," Mustang answered, "keep your eyes peeled and stay safe."
"Yes, daddy," Micha laughed.
Feury chuckled and Riza stifled a laugh.
"Oh shut it," Roy looked out the window, hiding a light pink tint on his cheeks.
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"Stay near each other, and don't go wondering off," Daniel told Micha and Johnny. He slung his riffle over his shoulder and looked around. Micha looked at the bay. It looked so quiet and peaceful.
"Looks like I didn't need to drink all that water," Micha snickered.
"Nope, not at all," smiled Johnny. The air is pretty heavy here, that's good on my part." He looked around and saw all the smoke coming out from the boats and nearby factories and warehouses.
"Why so?" Micha asked.
"The more polluted the air, the stronger my wind alchemy is. I use the particles in the air along with the wind," he explained.
"I see," Micha nodded.
"Guys, let's go," Daniel called them.
Micha walked a few feet behind Johnny while Daniel was a good distance from them.
"Cadet, do you copy?" Hawkeye called.
"Well, I don't copy my seatmate's answers, but I do copy notes, so yes, I guess I copy." Micha snickered.
" This is serious, cadet!" Riza snapped.
"Yes, I copy. Still no sign of car two."
"Still?"
"Nope," Micha started skipping around while Johnny wrote some things down on his notebook.
"Is the are clear?" Hawkeye asked.
"As far as I can see it's—"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Micha came to a halt and covered her face.
"What was that?" Riza's voice grew urgent.
"Scratch that, I just heard an open fire," Micha answered.
Bang! Bang! Bang! It continued.
Daniel ran after the source of the firing, Micha and Johnny soon followed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"SHIT!" Havoc yelled in pain.
Micha's eyes grew wide in horror. She saw Havoc on the floor, covered in blood. His arm was bleeding and he hit his head, which is also now bleeding. She rushed to his side.
"Car one, I need an ambulance here right now, Havoc's been hit! I repeat, Havoc's been hit!" she screamed into the microphone of her headset. Johnny saw some people hiding behind crates, shooting at their direction.
He quickly pulled out a transmutation circle from his notebook and pressed it onto the floor. A huge wall sprang out from the ground, giving Micha and Havoc some cover. "Is he okay?" Johnny yelled over the gun fire.
"Can you hear me?" Micha shook him.
He groaned in return.
"He's fine. I'll take care of the bleeding," Micha dipped her finger in his pooling blood and drew and array around the open wound of his arm. When she finished, she looked at Havoc, who was watching her despite the fatigue he was feeling. "You'll be fine," she assured him.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" He grimaced in pain.
"Trust me…" Micha pulled her sleeve up and looked at him. "This is going to hurt," she covered the wound with her palm and squeezed his arm really tight, applying pressure.
Havoc screamed in pain while a blue light forced itself out of the little spaces in her fingers.
When she finished, she did the same with her forehead, then ran out of the safety of the wall.
"Where the hell are you going?" Johnny yelled over the sounds of flying bullets and gave Micha some cover by blowing wind in the enemy's direction.
The Colonel, Hawkeye and Feury finally made the scene. Riza felt frantic when she saw her niece running towards one with a gun.
"What the hell are you doing?" She screamed then shot the gun out of the man's hand. Micha kicked him in the dick, and then broke his nose with her fist. She picked up his gun, and ran off, in the direction she saw Daniel run off to.
"Where the hell is Fritzer?" Mustang snapped at White. "And why the hell did you let her run away?"
"I don't know! After she healed Jean, she ran off following Daniel." Johnny said.
The colonel's eyes grew wider than dinner plates and ran after his Cadet.
"COLONEL!" Riza yelled for him to come back, but failed. She shot all of those people with guns or could be a possible threat, then ran after him. "Get Havoc out of here! The ambulance is coming." She ordered the men.
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Daniel ran after one of the gun's man. He was able to corner her.
"Courtney!" He yelled.
She faced him and pointed the gun at Daniel.
Daniel held her wrists and pushed her against the wall. She dropped her gun and looked straight into his eyes.
"What the hell are you doing here? I thought you said you quit!" He chided her. "With a damn gun, I might add!"
"Daniel, I was—"She crashed her lips into his and pulling him into a fiery kiss.
Before the young sergeant could pull away, he heard a firearm drop to the ground. He opened his eyes and saw Micha, eyes wide and red.
A/N: I needed to put something intriguing in this chapter. Sorry there isn't much RoyAi. I read the past chapters and thought it felt draggy because it was too full of them. ._. Well, you guys already know how I roll. Since there isn't much RoyAi in this chapter, bet that the next ones will be lavished by it. XD You guys will most likely get a chapter by next week or so. It depends on my idea flow. :))
I posted oneshots. :3 please do take a look at them. ^^ Please drop a review~ I hope you liked it.