Disclaimer: I do not own FMA. I do not, I do not. Even the characters here, nope, they're not mine.

Author's note:

Okay, so this is my first story (to be posted)…. And I'm kinda scared if people will like it. Well, after years of daydreaming, I've finally decided to turn it into a fan fiction.

There are a couple of reasons of why I'm gonna write this… First, I love Solf J. Kimblee and I never get satisfied in every Kimblee fanfics that I've read so far. I always end up wanting for more. Those fanfics include Kimblee being sadistic, tricky, bastard-like… So I'm gonna make him a little bit – human. If that's possible… heheheXD. Second, It's too tiring to wait for chapters to be posted. I'm kinda impatient. Third, I'm ashamed, my friends already started fan fictions… while I am still standing there doing nothing, just admiring other people's works.

Oh well, this is Author's note, not an Author's story. Sorry 'bout the long intro. Here it is.

It was late at night when Solf J. Kimblee arrived at South City. The silence of the city made him irritated. 'City' is not even appropriate, more like a small town to him. The place is not as bustling as Central. It was dull, and there was nothing much to see.

Well, it doesn't matter; everything's going to be interesting after he meets his Commanding Officer. He bet that his CO will make him do thrilling jobs. The thought of it made him shiver in excitement.

So much for his wild imaginations, he still has something to do: look for the military headquarters. But, where should he start? After all, he was just a stray cat thrown into an unknown region of Amestris.

Kimblee hated being ignorant.

As he was walking down the path mindlessly, he noticed a group of soldiers marching across the streets. He winced as he saw that the platoon was led by a long-haired man.

Oh? Is that the new trend today? Kimblee chuckled to himself.

Kimblee prepared himself and changed into his 'social interaction mode' as he approached the soldiers.

As Olivier Mira Armstrong leads her soldiers to the military headquarters, she instantly saw a heavy-clothed man approaching them from the distance. She easily recognized that military-issued winter clothing. That man stopped in front of them as she signaled her soldiers to halt.

Olivier took in the soldier's appearance… She examined him from head to toe, like a tigress studying her prey.

He looked like he was a young, inexperienced soldier. He had his jet black hair unkempt on top while he has a pale yellow ribbon wrapped around his ponytail. He has these amber eyes that can pierce through your soul when you met his gaze. His body is not too muscular, but is finely-tuned. He is just a little bit taller than her. Tch, damn it. She hated that. Whenever tall people talk to Olivier, they always look down on her, like she was weaker than them. Not that it can be avoided though. But she never gets intimidated. Never.

She raised her eyebrow as the soldier began to speak…

Kimblee was surprised when he saw that the long-haired man is actually a woman. Shit, all of his 'social-interactions' tactic would be messed up if he addressed this woman as 'sir'.

He's not really used to interacting with people.

Kimblee adjusted his sight to fully view the woman in front of him.

! !

Kimblee forced himself not to let his jaw drop.

He saw that woman, with long, beautiful, blonde hair up to the middle of her back; with full, pinkish lips that matches her snow white skin, and her cold blue eyes. On her left side, sat a beautiful sword in its scabbard.

Not just that, no not just that.

What really caught Kimblee's attention are those full and ample-sized breasts that made his imagination go wild.

Now that's what I'm talking about, Kimblee grinned. He unconsciously licked his lips in amazement.

Kimblee always liked badass-looking women.

He's so dumbfounded that he didn't even notice that the woman whom he's eyeing has the insignia of a Lieutenant Colonel in her shoulders. A rank far higher than his.

Olivier noticed him and that turned her anger on. "What are you looking at?!" The soldiers that are with Olivier flinched at her tone. It was almost like a shout.

It took Kimblee a little time to come back to his senses.

"Nothing ma'm." Kimblee answered, removing his maniacal grin.

"Tch." Olivier frowned. "What do you want laggard?" Olivier didn't really care about ethics when it comes to conversations like this, especially when she knew what this soldier has been looking at earlier.

"….…" Kimblee's forgetting what his job really is.

Kimblee suddenly adjusted his posture and snapped a salute. "I am Sergeant Major Solf J. Kimblee." Stiff like a lamp post.

"Am I asking your name?" Olivier retorted.

Damn. Kimblee found her demeanors amusing. "Uh- No." Kimblee answered wearing his crazy smirk again.

After a minute of silence, Kimblee leaned closer in an attempt to make the Lieutenant Colonel notice him again.

"I'm finding it hard to get to the Military HQ. I need to know my commanding officer to start my job as a soldier." Kimblee's voice sounded commanding. Of course Olivier didn't like that.

"Are you ordering me around?" Olivier grimaced.

Shit. Kimblee really suck at this. "I'm not ma'm." He didn't actually want it to sound like that.

"Heh. You're lucky you found us, asshole."

"Urp.." Kimblee swallowed hard as those words escaped her lips. How can a female Lieutenant Colonel say that without even a slight hint of remorse in her face?

Kimblee grinned at the woman, still amused about how she speaks.

Olivier turned around without saying a word and started to lead the soldiers down the road again.

Kimblee's still confused about the happenings when a soldier interrupted "We're going to the Military HQ too. You can walk with us, ya know."

Kimblee just played that trademark smirk on his face and proceeded to follow them.

Along the way, the thought of the Lieutenant Colonel's hotness was pushed back into his mind. He's thinking about his job. He can't be more excited to meet his CO and—

"So, you're new here, right?" A soldier beside him started.

"Yeah." He boringly responded.

"You're from Central right?"

"Yeah."

"You live there?"

"Yeah." Kimblee doesn't really like to talk about his background.

The soldier is finally feeling that Kimblee doesn't want to talk about his self.

After a minute of silence, the soldier began to talk again. But now, it looks like Kimblee's going to be interested in the topic.

"Sorry about the Lieutenant Colonel. She's really like that."

"Heh, it's okay. I actually like her ways." Kimblee smirked, not really caring about what the soldier would think.

"Oh… I thought you would be intimidated… and angry." The soldier responded.

"Not really."

The soldier now looked at him suspiciously.

Kimblee wondered if the soldier was thinking that he liked the Lieutenant Colonel. Kimblee just gave him his undying supercilious smirk.

Finally, they have arrived at the HQ. It's just about a moment when Kimblee found out that his Commanding Officer is someone he just knew and admired.

"What?!" Olivier angrily shouted at the soldier in front of her.

"Y-Yes Ma'm. He's your n-new s-subordinate.. Ma'm." The soldier frighteningly replied.

That laggard?! Olivier cursed.

Olivier looked at the papers that the soldier had given her. Indicated there is her new 'subordinate's' personal information. Olivier's eyes browsed the papers…

Born on the 21st of October… with no year? Olivier thought.

Born at somewhere in Central… where exactly is somewhere? Olivier thought again.

Age: N/A… doesn't he know his age?! Olivier thought for the last time before shouting again.

"What the hell is this fucked up paper?!" Olivier scowled. "I can't believe Central accepted this kind of mess. Is there a shortage for soldiers?!" Olivier didn't really care that her voice can be heard outside.

If only she could tear these papers apart….

Fucking small world.

Kimblee lazily lied down on his bed, inside his newly acquired quarters. Olivier Mira Armstrong huh… Kimblee thought, a nasty grin plastered on his face.

"Of all the Commanding Officers in the world…." He said to himself, still grinning like crazy despite of how he hated the situation.

There was a moment of silence…

...

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… And finally, Kimblee has rationalized his thoughts.

At least I've got a chance to meet her. Kimblee chuckled while snuggling his head on the pillow.

That's it for the first chapter! Hope you liked it! XD Please spare me for inventing Kimblee's birthday… And I didn't put any year because I don't want to have age conflicts throughout the story… hehehe… Although I have tons of ideas in my mind, I still don't know how the story will continue but I'm trying my best, really! Please tune in for more 'kay?!

I love Kimblee!

REVIEW please! At least for my first ever Fan Fiction! XD