OMAKE:

Rebecca looked in awe at the interior of the restaurant as she walked in. The place was gorgeous! She looked up at the crystal chandeliers and then back down at the elegant flower arrangements scattered around the room. Tea light candles flickered at each table, casting a warm glow around the restaurant.

Wow…This place is beautiful! No wonder it's one of the most romantic places in the city. I feel a little bad now telling Mustang not to propose here.

"Welcome to Chateau Riviere. May I help you, Ma'am?" asked a voice.

"Hmm?" Rebecca looked around and realized it was the maitre-d who greeted her. "Oh yes. Reservations for two under 'Mustang'."

"Mustang….As yes. Here we are. Right this way, Ma'am." He led her to a table near the window and pulled out her chair. When she was seated he handed her a menu. "Your waiter will be with you shortly."

"Thank you." After the maitre-d left she looked out the window to admire the view while she waited for her blind date. She was a little nervous. Mustang had arranged this date and she had no idea what to expect. All he told her was that they were a perfect match in his opinion. It was not entirely reassuring seeing that the General's opinion of her was not that great. And unfortunately even Riza didn't know who this mysterious blind date was going to be so she couldn't ask for her opinion.

"Good evening, Miss," said a voice behind her. Her heart skipped a beat. He was here! She turned and found a beautiful bouquet and a familiar face in front of her.

"Havoc?"

"Rebecca?"

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"General Mustang set me up on a blind date. What the hell are you doing here?"

Rebecca smacked her head. That damn Mustang. He was going to pay for this. Looking back up at Havoc, she replied, "Apparently General Mustang thought it would be funny to set us up on a date."

"You're kidding me. You're my date?"

"Uh, yeah! Why else would I be sitting at the same table as you?"

"Excuse me, sir, but I was told to give this to you," said another voice. They turned and found the maitre'd standing in front of them holding out a small silver tray with an envelope on it. Havoc took it and ripped it open. He pulled out a small sheet of paper and read the contents out loud.

Dear Rebecca and Havoc,

I hope you're enjoying each other's company. To show my appreciation for all your help and hard work the past few weeks dinner's on me.

Roy Mustang

"Well, looks like you're right," said Havoc, folding the paper in half and placing it on the table. Rebecca nodded as she watched him sit down across from her. So much for her hopes of meeting Mr. Right. She should have expected something like this from Mustang. Then again, she though as she opened her menu, there are much worse men Mustang could have been picked to be my blind date. At least Havoc was good looking and they got along somewhat.

"Good evening, sir, ma'am." Rebecca looked up from the menu and saw a waiter standing by their table. "My name is Jacques and I will be serving you tonight. Can I get you two anything to drink?"

"A bottle of Dom Pérignon, please. We're celebrating something special tonight," she said. Havoc gave her a confused look but she ignored it.

"What are we celebrating?" he asked her when the waiter left.

"A free dinner at one of the fanciest restaurants in East City. This is probably my once in a lifetime chance to eat here and I'm going to make sure I enjoy it."

Havoc grinned. "Sounds like a good plan. And since the Chief's paying for it, I guess we can splurge a little."

"You better believe I'm gonna splurge," Rebecca mumbled to herself. Memories of spending hours in the coffee shop formulating the perfect proposal and then two solid weeks of reassuring Mustang that the plan would work came flooding back.

The waiter soon returned with the champagne chilling in a bucket full of ice and two champagne flutes. He opened the bottle and poured its contents in the flutes. When he was done, he placed the bottle back in the bucket. "Have we decided on the menu yet?" he asked.

"Yes," answered Rebecca. "I'll have garden salad and the lobster."

"I'll have the lobster bisque followed by the filet mignon. Medium," added Havoc.

"Very good, sir," said the waiter, taking their menus. When he left, Havoc leaned on the table and asked, "So what did you do for Mustang?"

"I helped him out on a very personal matter," she answered, taking a sip of champagne. Havoc raised an eyebrow. Rebecca frowned when she realized what he was probably thinking. "Oh get your mind out of the gutter. I helped him pick out a gift for Riza."

"Why did he need your help for that? He practically knows everything about her!"

"Well this gift was special and I guess he wanted a women's opinion about it," she answered. "What about you?"

"I've been covering for him at work. He had to leave the office a bunch of times for mysterious reasons so he had me do his paperwork and sit in on some of his less important meetings. Don't think Hawkeye was too happy about that but hey, he's the general."

Ha. He probably went to scout out a good location to propose, she thought as she played with her wine glass. I wonder how he managed to slip past Riza. She always watches him like a hawk. "So Havoc," she said, looking up at the blonde lieutenant. "What do you like to do in your free time?"

Hours later…

"So I walk in and there's Breda, lying there on the floor passed out and there's puppies crawling over him and licking his face. Apparently Black Hayate knocked up a neighbor's dog so Hawkeye was trying to find homes for the puppies. Fuery immediately adopted two and left them in the office but forgot to tell Breda. I'm telling you, it took forever for us to wake him up and when he did he almost passed out again when he opened his eyes and saw the puppy inches from his face."

Rebecca laughed. "Man, I wished I was there to see that."

Havoc grinned. "You would've laughed so hard. Breda was a whimpering mess the rest of the day."

"I probably would have," she said as she jabbed at her tiramisu. "You know, Havoc," she said wistfully, "you're actually really fun to be with. I can't believe I never knew this before."

"Same with you. I suppose it's hard to get to know someone in the office, especially with our hectic work schedules."

She smiled. "It's probably the wine talking but I gotta say, you're quite a catch. I'm surprised you're not more popular with the ladies."

Havoc's grin got wider. "You can thank the General for that. It's impossible to keep a steady girlfriend with all the work I have to do for him at the office." He quickly looked around the restaurant. "Hey, it looks like they're getting ready to close. You wanna go somewhere and talk some more?"

Rebecca grinned. "I'd love to." She got up and grabbed her coat and the flowers as Havoc dropped several bills on the table. Then they walked out of the restaurant and onto the moonlit streets outside.

A/N: Hope everyone enjoyed this. Please review.

And in case anyone is asking: No, I will not have a third chapter showing Roy's reaction when he gets the bill. You can use your imagination for that one. :)