Hawkeyes Dark Secret

This little idea popped in my head while listening to the KH2 soundtrack. I hope you like it!

Diclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist. T.T I wish i did.

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"Colonel, those papers aren't going to sign them selves." a blonde woman said to a man with jet black hair.

"Yeah, I'm kinda busy. I got to leave a few minutes early today." replied the jet blacked haired man.

"Why? What do you have planned tonight Colonel Mustang?" asked the blonde woman. Her eyes full of curiosity.

"Well Lieutenant Hawkeye, I have a date with the new girl at the flower shop tonight. Her name is Julie." said Mustang.

"Have a good time sir. But before you leave, can you at least sign 10 papers?" asked Hawkeye.

Mustang smirked his smoug smile," No. If I do, i'll be late for my date." he said while putting his coat on.

Then he heard the click of a gun. Meaning someone had removed the saftey. He began to sweat a little. Then out of no where 3 bullets had come whizzing by him. One grazed his cheek, the other his ear, and the last one he felt go through his hair. He turned around to see Hawkeye pointing her gun at him.

"Please sir. It is best for your health if you sign those papers." Hawkeye said. Her eyes showing no emotion what so ever.

He raised his hands in defense," Alright. You win Riza. I'll sign those 10 papers for you."

She sat down at her desk opening her novel," Thank you sir."

A few minutes later, Mustang had finished already complaing that those 10 papers had murdered his hand. He said his goodbyes to the rest of his leaving staff.

A man with a ciggerate walked over to Hawkeye," Hey, Lieutenant. We're gonna leave now. You plan on stayin' late tonight?"

Hawkeye closed her novel," Yes I am going to have to stay late tonight Havoc. I need to sign those papers for Mustang."

Havoc sighed," Alright. Goodnight."

She smiled slightly," Goodnight Havoc."

After everyone had left, Hawkeye walked over to Mustangs desk and looked out of his window. She stared at the moon. Which was full and yellow. She sighed," Another lonely night at the office doing the Colonels work. Again."

She sighed and began forging Mustangs name on the stack of papers. She coulda sworn she heard a clap, and some electricity, but she decided to ignore it.

It was kinda late at night anyway. Her mind could be playing tricks on her. She sighed. She looked at the clock. It read 10:54 p.m. She sighed and looked down at the papers. She still had at least 50 more left.

She put her head on the desk and began crying. Tears of loneliness. She thought 'Being used again. No one appreciates what I do for them. Not at all!' with that playing in her head she cried even harder.

She was so caught up in her emotions right now. She didn't even notice the person standing right in front of her...

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My name is Riza Hawkeye. I'm a first Lieutenant in the military.

I'm an expert marksman, and was a sniper in the Ishbal uprising.

I never miss a target.

Those who speak behind my back, constantly say that I might have been born with a gun in my hand.

But they're wrong.

They don't know the whole story of 1st Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye.

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