Heya, here! Yeah, this is awesome for me. I like never have these already written. I always write a chapter at a time. But this one is different.

I wanted this in different points of view because if I left it in Kenzi's point of view...well...you'd get confused with what was happening around her when she's not in the picture. You'll get what I mean in a few chapters.

Enjoy! ^_^

My palm met my face as he spoke. "Roy-boy, I swear, I will cut your tongue out if you keep it up. Just do the work. Being a Brigadier General comes with more paperwork, complicated paperwork, and a greater responsibility. Surely you knew that when you were a mere Colonel like Elric."

Roy sighed a little. "You're right." With that, he got to work, this time, doing the paperwork properly.

I swear, it was like he forgets everything when he goes home. I tried not to focus on him as I finished my own paperwork. I had an hour before lunch. As soon as lunch comes around, I am going to find out if the rumors of my cousin's return to Central were true. Knowing Uncle Devon, he was going to give her the lecture and punishment of a lifetime. If only he knew Kenzi like I knew her. Kenzi wasn't a bad girl like he claims. She's just trying to make sure it gets across that she's happier in Central. But, he hasn't thought of her happiness since her mother died or since he was promoted to General. One of the youngest ever. As much as I hated this rumor, but rumor had it that he was after the Fuhrer's position as soon as Grumman stepped down. In truth, I'd much rather have Roy in that position. At least his head didn't sweel when he was promoted after the promise day.

There was a knock on my office door. "Come in," I said as I signed the last of my paperwork. Being the youngest Brigadier General, I was used to complicated paperwork and getting it done before it was due.

I looked up when my door opened. It was my uncle. Speak of the fucking devil. I stood up with Roy and saluted him. In HQ, we were superior officer and lower-ranked officer. At home, I was the house-niece. When Kenzi's home, I am the one to make sure Uncle Devon doesn't see her at all. They haven't gotten along well.

"General Lockert, sir," I said as I kept saluting him, until he gave the nod meaning at ease.

"Taylor, I came to inform you that Colonel Hughes told me McKenzi's back from the West," he said.

So the rumors were true. I wonder where she put her luggage this time.

"Kenzi got kicked out again?"

"Yes, I am in the middle of trying to find her." He sighed. "I am seriously thinking about enlisting her and making her go to basic training."

Now was the time for me to step in and say what I usually say before he can lay a hand on her. That usually happened when he got drunk and something told me he was planning on getting hammered after work. Besides, basic would just make Kenzi hate him even more, if it was possible.

I went into house-neice mode in front of Roy. "Uncle Devon, put her in my care. I can make sure what I'll put her through is worse than basic. She'll be the daughter you want." I hated hearing myself say that last line. It only made me feel like she was some object at Uncle Devon's disposal, like when he'd send her to far away schools to "higher" her education.

Roy looked at me, staring at me like he wanted to see into my soul.

"Taylor," his voice sounded stern. "How will I know what you'll do would be worse than the military's basic training?"

"Trust me, sir, it just will," I said. A military General in both work and home. There was no line like there is in other officers. Even Roy-boy had the line drawn. Since Uncle Devon became a General, the line disappeared. The only thing that changes for me is what I call him. It doesn't change for Kenzi. She'll call him General regardless and forget that he's her father.

"Fine," he said with a sharp tone and a sigh. "You have my permission this time, Taylor. If she slips up, I am forcefully enlisting her and she'll be sent away to basic training immediately, got it?"

"Yes, sir," I said as I saluted him as our pinkie-promise.

After that, he left, making the door shut behind him. I was glad he was letting me try this again. Before, when I tried this, she was sent away soon after. This was the only way I could teach her to fight and learn alchemy. Her father forbade both, saying a proper young woman didn't need to know either. But he didn't know Kenzi.

Roy shook his head. "I will never get General Lockert," he said as he signed some paperwork, placing it in the correct bin

"Why is that, Roy-boy?" I asked.

He growled. "Stop calling me that. It makes me feel small like Ed was." Edward Elric, youngest State Alchemist. Blonde. No style. Pretty much the male version of Kenzi. "Aside from my nickname, he claims in public to love his family and be close to both of you since he became a General and lost his wife. But he's the exact opposite. It's like he wants nothing to do with his own daughter. Pardon me for saying."

He had a point. He's been like that since my aunt's death and his promotion to General. As soon as Kenzi turned thirteen, it was like he hated the sight of her. Granted, she does look like her mother but she was all Kenzi. I always wondered myself why Uncle Devon seemed to hate her.

"You're fine, Roy. Don't worry, those who work with my uncle wonder the same thing," I said as I turned and looked out the window seeing two blondes sparring in the courtyard. I knew who the male was as soon as I saw him. It was Elric.

I smiled thinking, so she is here. At least she's doing something productive and sparring the person with the most energy, besides Maes.

"What are you smiling at?"

"My cousin is here in HQ and my uncle hasn't found her yet," I said quietly. The last thing I needed was for my uncle to hear me and interrogate me until I spoke of where she was.

"What's your cousin really like? I know I could hear some things from General Lockert but we all know there is some sort of lie in whatever he says," Roy said as his pen scratched his signiture on the paper he held his hand on.

"She's not nearly as bad as my uncle claims she is. However, she has no sense of style. I made her a jacket like Ed's and she hasn't stopped wearing it since." I chuckled as I remembered her face when I gave it to her. It was Elric's size and it hung on her shoulders. Unfortunately, she couldn't bring it with her to her schools. I never did tell her who's jacket I took everything from.

I heard Roy chuckle. "Now I've heard it all."

"Kenzi isn't a wild child. Granted she's kicked herself out over five times from school, but she's smart. Her grades excelled. I just don't understand why my uncle won't allow her to go to a school here in Central. If he wanted her easily accessed, then Central would be the place."

"Sends her away just to increase his rep? I know he pulls the single father card a lot but there is a point when it becomes too much."

I snorted a breathy laugh. "You're right. It always felt odd when I would help raise my little cousin, seeing how I am twenty-five and she's nineteen."

"You did a good job of it. Sounds like she turned out pretty good. I hope I can meet her," Roy said.

I looked to him. Part of me wondered if he was saying that to flirt with me, or if he really meant it. I wanted to think that he really meant it. Maybe his womanizer ways were just a cover.

"Roy, what are you doing?" I asked him.

He chuckled. "What?"

"Stop trying to flirt with me."

His eyes lowered. He was caught. "Can I ask you to lunch? We can, we're at the same rank so inner-office dates don't apply to us."

"I guess we can go to lunch," I said as I ran my fingers through my hair, pulling back the fly-aways into my ponytail. "This doesn't give you a free invitation to screw my senses out."

"I wasn't planning on getting into your pants unless you wanted me to."