Ch.5

Injuries

As the days pass, I switch between the members of Mustang's party, each taking a turn or tow to take me out, or at least out of Hawkeye's house. Now and then I ended up going with them to work, and hanging out in Mustang's office. I begin to think, wondering what a life in the military would be like. As I begin to hang out more and more I notice how Mustang seems to do less work than the rest of them (except for Hughes who seems to do none!) and begin to think about the life of a state alchemist.

"Jasmine, Time to take you home!" Havoc says waking me from my thoughts. I sigh and stand not wanting to go home, life was at least interesting at the office. As we walk we talk randomly and I get the urge to ask Havoc a question, and trying to hold it in end up biting my lip rather hard. As he looks over to check on me, Havoc gives me a questioning look. Slowly I take my teeth from my lip, blushing at the fact I was being caught.

"What is it kid?" Havoc asks leaning on my shoulder. I shake my head trying to keep myself from asking such a stupid question, but instead Havoc stops walking, making sure I could carry on without him. "Come on, cough it up. It can't be that bad."

"Fine," I sigh preparing myself for the worse. "I was wondering….. Well how do become a state alchemist?" I look away, not wanting to see the look on his face.

"Is that it kid? Come on no need to be so worried, I'll answer your question." Havoc replies rustling my hair. As we walk the rest of the way back to the apartment he explains to me how you go about becoming a state alchemist, with some questions from me every now and then. As we reach the apartment he rustles my hair once more then turns away to head back to work, leaving me alone in this building once more. As I unlock the door, closing it behind me, I hear some commotion down the hall, and decide it might be best not to leave the door unlocked for once. Right as I begin turning the lock something bangs up against the door, sending me flying backwards. As I look up I see a skuzzy looking male in all black standing in the now open doorway. He stares down at me as I glare up standing slowly.

"Get out," I hiss eyes narrowing I anger, if he thought he could rob the place without a fight he was very, very wrong. The man smirks angering me further.

"No can do sweets." The man replies stepping forward. "The boss sent me to grab something, and I gotta do my job." The man takes another step forward and I clap my hands together preparing to defend myself. Another heavy foot hits the floor and my hands are at my neck, a quick light emanating from the area it touched. The man stops looking at me clearly upset.

"They didn't say nothing 'bout no alchemist," The man says quickly, muttering to himself. "But that means you're probably mediocre." Oh now he'd done it, my temper went off the wire and I opened my mouth taking a large gulp of the city air into my lungs. As I began to release the note, the man covers his ear, clearly in pain. Rolling onto the floor he begins to pass out, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. I stop and bring my hand to my neck once more, return my vocal cords to normal. Taking a step back I lean against the wall in exhaustion, passing out quickly from the loss of energy.

-Later- I slowly blink my eyes open, adjusting to the new light of wherever I am. Turning my head slowly I notice the ultra-white walls, and many other clues. I'm in a hospital I think to myself, wondering how I'd gotten here. I take a deep breath and remember what had happened, and why I had passed out, meaning that Hawkeye had probably come home to her and the criminal on the floor. Just as I began to speculate on what had happened a nurse walked in, carrying a tray with food on it.

"Oh good you're up!" She declares cheerily, setting the tray on a stand next to my bed. Smiling down at me she quickly looked me over with a speculative eye. "Your guardian will be glad to know you're awake." She walks out of the room then, closing the door behind her quietly. I wait, not knowing what else to do. I attempt to sit up, nearly falling off the bed, right as the door opens once more to Hawkeye and Mustang. Blushing I right myself as they walk over, a tension almost visible between them.

"We need to talk," Mustang starts, a serious look on his face for once.

Sorry I didn't get as far as I planed, but I swear I will soon. I haven't updated in so long I thought I should give y'all this at least till I can think of more. Hope you enjoyed it!!