halfamoon | A pair of FMA ficlets

Secret Files
Author –
Disclaimer – not mine, all rights belong to Arakawa
Team Pie
Rating – PG-13
Fandom – Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters – Riza, implied Roy/Riza
Summary – the things that man gets up to
Warnings- none really, implied nudity
Word count 266
Author’s Note For

evil_little_dog’s prompt, ‘Riza, eyes only.’

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It looked like any other ‘eyes only’ paperwork that came across Mustang’s desk but this one he handed back to her on his way out of the office for daily lunchtime walk around the city center. Roy ignored her protest that ‘eyes only’ meant his eyes, not hers.

Inside the file, Riza found two envelopes. She opened the one that said ‘open first,’ half wondering if the military police would swoop down on her for doing so. She shrugged one shoulder; they never had before. To her surprise, inside it were two tickets to the East City Symphony. Riza rolled her eyes. Yes, she loved orchestral music but they were so busy. Who had time for this? Along with the tickets was a note. “If you’re not convinced, open the second envelope.”

Riza did as instructed. Her mouth dropped, her breath catching in her throat as she took out the pictures from inside. They were provocative, some downright ribald. That crazy alchemist, giving her mostly…no, wait completely naked pictures of himself. Riza didn’t want to know if Roy had gotten one of his sisters to take them or if it was that insane nut, Hughes. Hopefully, it was a tripod camera and the use of his mother’s darkroom the last time he was in Central. Who knew Roy could be so limber. Riza already knew the camera loved him.

Wait? Was he on her bed with one of her throw pills strategically placed? She was going to kill him once the last refrains of symphonic music died…or maybe once he was good and tired later that night.

Taking Charge
Author –

cornerofmadness
Disclaimer – not mine, all rights belong to Arkawa
Rating – PG-13
Fandom – Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters – Winry/Ed
Warnings – post series fic, no spoilers
Summary – it’s time for her to take charge
Word Count 235
Author’s note – for

evil_little_dog’s prompt ‘Winry, the new panthress of resembol’

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“You think you’re leaving?” Winry caught hold of Ed’s wrist. Al, now back in his real body, did a perfect imitation of a cat slinking out of the room before trouble erupted. He obviously preferred the hot Rush Valley sun to witness what might happen to his brother. For his part, Ed just gaped at her. “You don’t get to breeze into town and leave immediately any more.”

”But Winry, I have a mission.”

”Is it urgent? Do you have paperwork from the general saying that you have to rush off? Because that’s what it’s going to take.”

“No, but…”

“If I call Mustang, will he tell me you can’t stay here a day or two?” Her fingers tightened on his wrist.

“He…I don’t know,” Ed stammered.

“I’m betting not, so until then; you’re staying a few days.” Winry pushed Ed back against the workbench, her lips sealing over his, drinking him in. Winry left Ed breathless, dangling against the bench. “Now, I have patients to see. You decide on what we’re doing tonight.” Hearing a low chuckle, Winry turned, having forgotten that Garfiel and Dominic were in the room.

“Just like her granny.” Garfield laughed and Dominic shuddered.

“Just what we need, a new panthress of Rezembol.” Dominic grimaced.

“Now I know why you’re afraid of Pinako,” Ed gasped.

Winry just snorted, giving Ed’s ponytail a playful tug before heading into an examine room.

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