Edward Elric: hot tempered, pipsqueak, loves to flash his State Alchemist watch to get what he wants. Protective, courageous, brave, but also stubborn and doesn’t really use his common sense to the best of its ability.
Roy Mustang: calm, collective, poker-face on display 24/7. Average height and great looks to woo all the female officers. Doesn’t give up, will is strong, and he’s normally one step ahead of the others (others being Fullmetal).
Now the two don’t really click well. When they’re in the same room, you can literally feel the tension boiling up and begin to suffocate you as the air grows thinner and they’re bashful comments towards one another grows louder.
“Colonel bastard!” The young blonde would shout, though his eyes would be directed someplace else besides those of the man he was addressing.
“Funny, I can’t seem to see Fullmetal… Maybe it’s because he’s so micro…” The superior to the blonde would mutter loud enough so Fullmetal could hear.
“WHO YOU CALLING A PIPSQUEAK SO TINY HE CAN’T EVEN BE SEEN WITHOUT A MICROSCOPE!” Ed would scream, flailing his arms until Alphonse ran up to him and grabbed him by the waist and dragged him back down onto the sofa.
“Funny, I don’t recall saying any of those things. Guilty minds always speak the truth.” Roy would tease, lifting his gaze slightly to invoke the young boy in front of him.
Edward snarled, before lifting himself up from the sofa and growling one last ‘bye bastard’ and leaving Roy’s office.
“Why do you have to be so mean to him, sir?” Riza sighed, keeping her voice in the same monotone key.
Roy’s gaze lifted to hers, and he smirked slightly. “I’m only teasing him, Lieutenant.” Roy would answer, meeting her gold eyes.
“Yes, but do you have to do it everytime he hands in a report. This is the 5th time this month that you’ve caused Fullmetal to have a tantrum.” She replied.
Roy shifted slightly as Riza spoke the name Fullmetal. The colonel leaned back in his chair slightly, placing both his hands behind his head and dragged one leg to fold onto the other. “Sorry, it’s just funny to seem him squirm under all those remarks.” Roy said laughing a bit.
“Sir, is it funny because it makes him tick, or is it funny because you make him tick?” Riza asked, her eyes showing the deeper side to what she had just said.
“Um, because…” For the first time in his entire life, Roy was speechless. He didn’t even know how to answer that, let alone think about what she meant.
Riza smiled, her eyes crinkling a bit. “It’s just a question sir. It doesn’t mean anything,” She told him, her eyesight brought back to his.
Roy let out a soft sigh, only to have the Lieutenant interrupt him.
“Unless you want it too.” She smirked.
Roy, was, for the second time in his life, speechless.
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Sex, Skirts, and Spies
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