False Timing- chapter two
Title: False Timing
Rating: G
Pairings: It will be Shou Tucker/Roy Mustang
Notes/Warnings: Anyone who hasn’t caught onto the chimeraness that is Roy, you’re warned now. Thank you Miss_arel for reminding me this was one of my multiparters, I rather… um… forgot
Prologue
Chapter one
The morning was a mess of activity. He’d acted hastily, thinking that of course if the man was going off on a private matter that he would be going alone. It hadn’t ever occurred to him that he wouldn’t be, or that one of his subordinates might come around to his usual haunts looking for him.
Thankfully, his precious daughter had saved him from needing to worry about the blond woman that had come to the door. In typical fashion, she’d tossed it open before asking who was there, peering up at the person before looking around for ‘her Roy’. He’d stood just out of sight of the door to watch the two females:
Upon first being confronted with the small child, it was clear Hawkeye hadn’t been sure how to handle her. “Hello…”
“You brought Roy?” The inquiry had cut across any questions that the dark eyed woman might have had, wide eyes searching in a somewhat futile fashion. “Where is he? You never come when he’s not with you…”
Crouching down with a small frown, the woman had rested her hands on the girl’s shoulders, looking into her face. “He never came here yesterday?”
“Nuh uh, he doesn’t come until tommorow.” A soft giggle followed the words, and the girl shook her head. “Is he coming today?” Nina had practically bounced on her heels, overexcited by the idea. “Is he? Is he?”
“No, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get your hopes up. Now, you go on inside, and don’t answer the door anymore, your dad should be doing that. Is he around?”
“No. Daddy’s studying again. He’ll be grouchy if I bug him again.”
“I suppose that’s fine, I’ll just have to try to talk to him later. Remember, don’t answer the door anymore.”
Giggling, Nina had just waved goodbye after her as she walked off, apparently getting over her disappointment with how silly she perceived the blond woman to have been acting. “Bye bird lady!” Then she’d closed the front door and returned to her coloring. The elder Tucker had made sure to lock the bolt once she’d left the room.
Shou always had been aware of his daughter’s fondness of the man, thus part of why he hadn’t permitted the man to leave. He had to be careful how he presented the situation though so that his baby girl wouldn’t run around telling people. He’d have to present it as a special secret so that she would do her best to keep it to herself.
In a way, it was better that his little girl was home schooled. She only knew things that were worth knowing, and she didn’t deal with other brats that could influence her in ways he wouldn’t approve of. Fortunately, that also meant that she had nobody to tell the secret to anyway, which was all for the better in his mind. She was a good girl, and even if she kept trying to send things to her mother, that only proved that she had a lot of love to give.
She’d adore what he’d done for her once she realized that that meant that the fox she’d gotten so fond of and Mustang wouldn’t be leaving again. Such a good child.
“Nina, could you come over here for a minute? I have something for you.”
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
At first he’d been unable to sleep again. Roy was sure that the reaction was due in part to the fact that he had to see what had been done to him, and honestly didn't want to. He’d feared running his too shaky hands over his face to see what had been changed, only braving going so far as flexing his muscles. He could tell that his ears could twitch slightly out of place both forward and to the side, but weren’t flexible enough to do more. Wiggling his toes had made him worry, since the sensation had felt very strange compared to how it once did. He even established he had a tail, though it seemed it couldn’t be too long since the appendage only just could curve over his hip.
He’d finally slept though, uncomfortable and horribly uneasy in his cage in the dark, nightmares different from those that had plagued him since Ishbal. Instead they were animal dreams. He was woken by a fox’s sort of caution, but with his own intellect behind it.
He’d hoped that light, when it came, would bring an end to the nightmare, since only dreams were in black and white.
There was no color.
Rating: G
Pairings: It will be Shou Tucker/Roy Mustang
Notes/Warnings: Anyone who hasn’t caught onto the chimeraness that is Roy, you’re warned now. Thank you Miss_arel for reminding me this was one of my multiparters, I rather… um… forgot
Prologue
Chapter one
The morning was a mess of activity. He’d acted hastily, thinking that of course if the man was going off on a private matter that he would be going alone. It hadn’t ever occurred to him that he wouldn’t be, or that one of his subordinates might come around to his usual haunts looking for him.
Thankfully, his precious daughter had saved him from needing to worry about the blond woman that had come to the door. In typical fashion, she’d tossed it open before asking who was there, peering up at the person before looking around for ‘her Roy’. He’d stood just out of sight of the door to watch the two females:
Upon first being confronted with the small child, it was clear Hawkeye hadn’t been sure how to handle her. “Hello…”
“You brought Roy?” The inquiry had cut across any questions that the dark eyed woman might have had, wide eyes searching in a somewhat futile fashion. “Where is he? You never come when he’s not with you…”
Crouching down with a small frown, the woman had rested her hands on the girl’s shoulders, looking into her face. “He never came here yesterday?”
“Nuh uh, he doesn’t come until tommorow.” A soft giggle followed the words, and the girl shook her head. “Is he coming today?” Nina had practically bounced on her heels, overexcited by the idea. “Is he? Is he?”
“No, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get your hopes up. Now, you go on inside, and don’t answer the door anymore, your dad should be doing that. Is he around?”
“No. Daddy’s studying again. He’ll be grouchy if I bug him again.”
“I suppose that’s fine, I’ll just have to try to talk to him later. Remember, don’t answer the door anymore.”
Giggling, Nina had just waved goodbye after her as she walked off, apparently getting over her disappointment with how silly she perceived the blond woman to have been acting. “Bye bird lady!” Then she’d closed the front door and returned to her coloring. The elder Tucker had made sure to lock the bolt once she’d left the room.
Shou always had been aware of his daughter’s fondness of the man, thus part of why he hadn’t permitted the man to leave. He had to be careful how he presented the situation though so that his baby girl wouldn’t run around telling people. He’d have to present it as a special secret so that she would do her best to keep it to herself.
In a way, it was better that his little girl was home schooled. She only knew things that were worth knowing, and she didn’t deal with other brats that could influence her in ways he wouldn’t approve of. Fortunately, that also meant that she had nobody to tell the secret to anyway, which was all for the better in his mind. She was a good girl, and even if she kept trying to send things to her mother, that only proved that she had a lot of love to give.
She’d adore what he’d done for her once she realized that that meant that the fox she’d gotten so fond of and Mustang wouldn’t be leaving again. Such a good child.
“Nina, could you come over here for a minute? I have something for you.”
-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-
At first he’d been unable to sleep again. Roy was sure that the reaction was due in part to the fact that he had to see what had been done to him, and honestly didn't want to. He’d feared running his too shaky hands over his face to see what had been changed, only braving going so far as flexing his muscles. He could tell that his ears could twitch slightly out of place both forward and to the side, but weren’t flexible enough to do more. Wiggling his toes had made him worry, since the sensation had felt very strange compared to how it once did. He even established he had a tail, though it seemed it couldn’t be too long since the appendage only just could curve over his hip.
He’d finally slept though, uncomfortable and horribly uneasy in his cage in the dark, nightmares different from those that had plagued him since Ishbal. Instead they were animal dreams. He was woken by a fox’s sort of caution, but with his own intellect behind it.
He’d hoped that light, when it came, would bring an end to the nightmare, since only dreams were in black and white.
There was no color.