039. Sly person
The entire bar was bustling with positive vibes. Men were chattering excitedly, drinks were flowing, and the hostesses gratefully received the generous tips they were handed from the thoroughly excited men in the room. It was a celebration towards a wondrous future and there was no reason why anyone should not have been enjoying the festives. Maes Hughes was quite certain that the announcement of his upcoming wedding was most definitely all reason for a drunken celebration as he dropped in the empty seat by his best friend, clapping him painfully on the back. "ROY!" he called in a loud sing song voice, a wide grin plastered on his face as he slung and arm over the dark haired man's sagged shoulders. Leaning to get a look into his friend's face, the man's smile didn't falter. "Hey, hey! Why aren't you living it up like everyone else?" At this, an irritable look met an exuberant one.
"Must you yell in my ear?" At this, Maes let out a sigh, allowing his wide grin to relax into a humble smile.
"Excuse me for being excited that the most AMAZING woman in the world agreed to spend the rest of her life with me." Allowing a dreamy sigh to escape, the older of the pair smiled brightly at his friend. "Your problem is you need a woman to keep you company at night." At this, Roy scoffed and downed the remains of his drink before waving the bartender over.
"Trust me, Maes. Finding a wife is the last thing on my mind." Maes raised an eyebrow, ordering an extra round of drinks.
"Eh, what's with this sulky mood you're in? I heard today your team was finally completed… in fact, I hear it the sniper from Ishbal." A sly smile crossed the man's face when he noticed a change in Roy's posture. "Didn't you tell me before that her father was your sensei or something?" Roy's head dropped dramatically after downing another shot.
"She was supposed to be a teacher somewhere… or maybe even a librarian… a hot librarian." Slowly sliding another shot glass into the sulking alchemist's hands, Maes propped an elbow on the bar and chin in his palm.
"So now she's a hot sniper that works directly for you. I see no problem." With a dramatic turn of his head, Roy fixed his friend with a not too dedicated glare. Apparently the shots were finally getting to him. How many shots had he had before his best friend plopped down next to him anyway? Roy grabbed the shot in front of his best friend, downed it, and glared irritable down at the glass.
"The problem is that I promised to take care of her and she ended up joining the military, falling into a war, and completely destroying any remaining innocence she had." He then buried his face deep into his arms. "WHAT THE HELL!" While Maes gave his friend a sympathetic pat on the back, the bartender gave an uncertain look before lining up the other shots that the newly engaged man ordered for him and his obviously conflicted friend. "I'm a terrible person."
"Ah, yes maybe, but that's not what we're here for." Maes informed, downing two shots back to back before sliding one to Roy with a sly smirk. "We're here to do some celebrating. And then maybe after wards we can call your lady friend!" Staring into his glass, Roy shook his head dejectedly.
"She's kill me." Maes allowed a loud laugh to release and lifted his next shot with a all too confident air.
"Roy, it is time you take relationship advice from the master!" he declared boldly. Although Roy stared at him blankly, he simply raised his glass in agreement before they simultaneously tipped back their heads and allowed the drinks to flow down their throats. It was a celebration and sulking wasn't an option. Maes had decided it was time for Roy to suck up his regrets, take down his shots, and let all his inhibitions fly! What better than twenty shots, right?
"Th…this ain't such a good thing I'm doin'." Roy spluttered out as his friend stumbled to the best of his abilities into the phone booth across from the bar they had previously been occupying. Maes ignored his complaint and shoved the phone to Roy.
"No! You haf.. you HAVE to do dis… It's mandatory for you manhood!" Roy pursed his lips causing his friend to burst into laughter. "Don't make that face! You look like a kid!" he chocked. Roy scowled before snatching the phone from his friend's hand, managing to squeeze into the booth as well, unaware that it probably would have been best for Maes to leave, and promptly punching in numbers. "You know her number by heart already?"
"Fuck off."
"No way… you me-memo-rized it!" Maes began laughing and Roy lowered the phone.
"Knock it off! You're not helping!"
"You liiiiiiike her!"
"Go away!" Roy began shoving his laughing friend out of the booth, unaware of the voice on the other end. Maes continued to laugh as he stumbled forward out of the booth before pointing at his scowling friend.
"I think she's answered." Maes grin widened with the widening of Roy's eyes.
"Oh what the hell!" He growled as he swiftly turned , clutching the phone close to his face and clearly uncertain of what to say and hoping she hadn't already hung up. The confused voice on the other end confirmed at least one of his dreads.
"Oh what the hell!"
"Shit!" he hissed into the phone, slamming his forehead against the glass of the booth, still not thinking straight due to all of the drinks.
"Excuse me, who is this?" Straightening instantly, Roy cleared his throat, shoving Maes back out of the booth, seeing as the widly grinning man was now trying to hover over his shoulder and listen to the discussion.
"Oh! I… um, is Riza Hawkeye there?" There was a long pause.
"Speaking. Who is this?" Any answer at all would have been perfect, but his brain wasn't registering proper thoughts and he stood with a blank for a moment. What the hell was in his drinks that his thought patterns were this screwed up? "Hello?"
"It's Roy… I mean, Mustang… Uh, it's Roy Mustang." He answered immediately, struggling in the beginning and allowing some confidence flow forth in the end.
"Ro- I mean, sir, you do realize what time it is? Is something wrong?" She sounded concerned and some guilt came over the young soldier. Rubbing the back of his neck, he let out an awkward cough, turning his head once again to ignore Maes' sly grin on the other side of the booth glass. He was so obnoxious.
"Ah… um, oh I'm sorry, nothing's wrong… I was just…" Maes made his way into the booth once again, trying to snatch the phone from his friend while whispering, 'tell her how you feel.' Roy growled in irritation. "Hey, knock it off!"
"Sir?" Roy froze immediately, aware of the fact that the blonde female on the other end was indeed still waiting "Sir, have you been drinking?" she questioned in a tone that reminded him of his foster mother. He began to stammer, cheeks reddening for reasons he wasn't sure of.
"Not much." He managed.
"Are you alone?" His eyes fell on his strangely dancing friend now in the distance.
"Um… I'm with Maes."
"Maybe he should take you home before you get yourself into an awkward situation, sir." Awkward, huh. Shoulders sagging, he nodded mutely, despite the fact the female could clearly not see him. "I'll see you on Monday, sir."
"Um… yeah ok. G'night Hawkeye." Hanging up the phone, he slumped out of the booth and glared grumpily at his grinning friend.
"Wedding bells?" Maes chimed. Roy just glared and stomped past him towards the bar. He wanted nothing more than to strangle the life out of his supposedly drunken friend who was fueling his already drunk tendencies. It was all Maes' fault he made a fool of himself on the phone. Needing another drink, Roy didn't slow down to the sound of his newly engaged friend. He would have doubted his companion's truly inebriation if he would have seen the sly smile on the older male's face as he trailed after the alchemist and back into the bar.
Author's Note: This was indeed a continuation of the previous drabble :D lol. Anyway, my current mission now that I have completed One Big Military Family, is to complete my set of Royai drabbles so I can move on to working on the set of EdWin drabbles and my potential part TWO of OBMF! So excited. :D Lets see how much school throws off my fanfic writing marathon ;)