I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of the characters other then Alena.

Hope you enjoy…and there will be yaoi later on. Between who you just have to wait and see ^_~

~Emi

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"Major Helling?"

Everyone in the mess hall turned towards one of the few women in room, who was at this moment grinding her teeth together. Before the soldier could even reach her, she was up and walking out of the mess hall, slamming the door shut.

The poor soldier just stood there as some of the other soldiers chuckled softly, use to the attitude of the ice-cold major.

The major was about five feet eleven inches and had brown hair that reached her butt when in a braid. Her eyes were a light brown that turned red as an Ishbalans when angry. Why you might ask? Simple, she was of mixed blood. Her father had been a military man and her mother an Ishbalan.

Alena's long stride took her to his office in a short time and she paused a moment outside the door. Colonel Roy Mustang, Flame Alchemist, a complete jackass and one of the most annoying people she had met. Yet she respected him, although she would never say so. Now why did he want her? Must be another case they can't solve. Go figure. She sighed and turned the doorknob, walking inside.

"You need me for what this time?" She asked, not Mustang, nor even Hawkeye but Maes Hughes, who was there as well. It was Mustang that answered though, smirking slightly.

"Who says we need you at all? We could be kicking you out of the military." He thought he'd gotten her with that one but she just rolled her eyes and smirked back. "If that had been the case…I would have been sent to the gallows instead of to your office."

Hughes chuckled softly before getting serious, "We need your help with this." The rarely serious man handed her a packet of papers. She read through them, brow furrowing. "Scar? You want me to kill Scar?" She threw the papers on Roy's desk and turned away, "I'll do it…but I'll do it my way."

"Naturally, it's the way I like it."

She walked out without another word, Maes following her out with a worried look. Out of all the people here Maes and his wife were closest to Alena. People just couldn't hate Maes Hughes and he couldn't really hate Alena. In fact he couldn't blame Alena for how she acted, not many knew about her past and those that did, like Maes, respected her and understood her…if only a little.

"What do you want Hughes?"

He chuckled as she stopped and turned to him, "You're invited to dinner tonight…Glacia was adamant that I ask you today. She misses you and so does Elysia."

Alena nodded slightly and turned away, "I'll come as long as I don't get a lead."