The New Roommate (Mustang x Hughes) 55Themes #17- First Encounters- Chapter 1
Author: SeaweedOtter
Title: The New Roommate (New Beginnings- Chapter 1)
Theme & #: #17- First Encounters
Genres: Humor
Warnings: None, just a Roy/Maes academy fic!
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Roy Mustang x Maes Hughes (eventual pairing)
Rating: G
Summary: First meetings are always a bit awkward...
Author's note: The 55 fics are a story arc, starting at the academy. Also, #1 and #2 before aren't a part of the story, they were written before.
Read all of the stories HERE!!
Roy Mustang was glad that he never got into the bad habit of becoming a packrat. Material possessions were never terribly important to him, and that came in handy when it came time to move into the dorm rooms at the military academy.
He didn't have any friends or family to help him move, so his life was pretty much whatever he could pack into the tiny car that he had scrimped and saved while working the last three summers.
On his first trip up to the room, it had been empty. Apparently he beat his roommate in, which meant that he had first crack at the beds. He chose the one furthest away from the eastwardly facing window, not wanting the rising sun to wake him up any earlier than he had to.
"Why did I have to start in the middle of the summer?" he grunted, huffing and puffing up the three floors to his dorm room. He was on his last load of possessions, finally. It had taken several hours to move everything- since he had to take breaks to keep from overheating, and he was dripping with sweat and thoroughly exhausted.
He opened the door, only to find a huge, grinning man studying the beds, a hand on his chin. He didn't even turn around when he heard the door open. "You think we can move this bed? It doesn't look too heavy. I really don't want to be woken up the sun rises."
'Well, you should have gotten here earlier then.' Roy thought, but he bit his tongue. He didn't want to make a bad first impression with the person that he would be spending the next 4 years with.
"Um, I'm not sure." Roy said, honestly. He walked over to his bed and plopped down the last of his stuff, then sat on the edge of the bed with a long sigh, wiping the sweat off of his brow with the back of his hand. "Whew. Glad that is over."
The man who Roy assumed was his roommate finally turned around, so the young alchemist could get a good look at him. He was at least 3 inches taller, with similarly black hair and unusual citrine colored eyes, a shade he had never seen before. He wore small rectangular glasses on his long nose, and similarly to Roy, he seemed to be clean shaven.
"Oh good, then you can help me!" The goofy grin spread all across his roommate's face. He walked over and offered Roy his hand. "Oh, by the way, my name is Maes. Maes Hughes. Nice to meet you!"
Roy took the hand tentatively, giving it a little shake. "Roy Mustang, alchemist."
To Roy's surprise, Maes didn't shrink away or mumble anything under his breath. He was used to alchemists being treated with fear and often hatred, mostly by people who were jealous of their own lack of alchemic skill.
"Ah, I have never met one of you guys before. Pretty fascinating, that alchemy stuff. I don't understand it myself. Never cared to try. I am shooting for either Forensics or Investigations, myself." He finally broke the long handshake.
"So, you gonna help me move? I think I have more stuff than you, but with two of us it shouldn't take long!" he glanced out the window. "It's getting late. I don't want to have to go up those stairs in the dark with my arms full of breakables! Come on!"
Roy groaned and got up from the bed, his already aching muscles complaining at the sudden movement. He knew he should say no, and let him move it himself, but something about that guy just made it so hard to refuse him. He couldn't put his finger on why.
"Alright. I'm coming."
By the time they were done, the sun had indeed set, and they had been able to drag over the deceptively light looking (but actually very heavy) metal framed bunk to the wall opposite Roy's bed- away from the window and the sun.
Roy collapsed on his bed for the second time that day. He was determined that nothing was going to make him move this time. He only bothered to take off his shoes before he curled up on top of the sheets he had already put on the bed. It was too hot to sleep under them. Even though the sun was down, the cinderblock walls were good at keeping in the heat, and Roy felt like he was sweltering.
But a quick look over to his new roommate showed that he didn't seem to mind this at all.
"Aren't you hot?" Roy asked, interrupting Maes as he was making his own bed.
"Nah. I'm from the east, not too far from the desert. I grew up in heat much worse than this. This is spring weather to me!" He grinned at the alchemist, then turned back around to finish what he was doing.
'What a goof.' Roy thought. I wonder if there is anything that will make that guy not smile.
As soon as Maes was done with his bed, he walked over to Roy's bunk and sat down on the edge. "So, where are we going out tonight? This is the first time I have ever been to Central, and I am sure there are all sorts of fun places to go!"
Roy sat up, a sour look on his face. "Why do you think *I* know where to go? This is my first time here as well."
Maes looked rather surprised. "Oh. Well you don't look like you are from the city. In fact, come to think of it, you don't look like you are from around here at all, with your dark hair and dark eyes. Where *are* you from, anyways?"
The alchemist laid back down and rolled over, away from his roommate. "East." Maes waited for him to elaborate, but he never did. He shrugged his shoulders and got up from the bed and walked back towards his bunk.
"Oh well. Never mind then. I guess we can try another day. It should be a big day tomorrow. I'm gonna turn in early. Good night, Roy Mustang, Alchemist!"
"Night." Roy grumbled, turning in his bed to try to get comfortable on the unfamiliar and lumpy mattress. He groaned. This was definitely going to be an interesting school year, with an even more interesting roommate.
Title: The New Roommate (New Beginnings- Chapter 1)
Theme & #: #17- First Encounters
Genres: Humor
Warnings: None, just a Roy/Maes academy fic!
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Roy Mustang x Maes Hughes (eventual pairing)
Rating: G
Summary: First meetings are always a bit awkward...
Author's note: The 55 fics are a story arc, starting at the academy. Also, #1 and #2 before aren't a part of the story, they were written before.
Read all of the stories HERE!!
Roy Mustang was glad that he never got into the bad habit of becoming a packrat. Material possessions were never terribly important to him, and that came in handy when it came time to move into the dorm rooms at the military academy.
He didn't have any friends or family to help him move, so his life was pretty much whatever he could pack into the tiny car that he had scrimped and saved while working the last three summers.
On his first trip up to the room, it had been empty. Apparently he beat his roommate in, which meant that he had first crack at the beds. He chose the one furthest away from the eastwardly facing window, not wanting the rising sun to wake him up any earlier than he had to.
"Why did I have to start in the middle of the summer?" he grunted, huffing and puffing up the three floors to his dorm room. He was on his last load of possessions, finally. It had taken several hours to move everything- since he had to take breaks to keep from overheating, and he was dripping with sweat and thoroughly exhausted.
He opened the door, only to find a huge, grinning man studying the beds, a hand on his chin. He didn't even turn around when he heard the door open. "You think we can move this bed? It doesn't look too heavy. I really don't want to be woken up the sun rises."
'Well, you should have gotten here earlier then.' Roy thought, but he bit his tongue. He didn't want to make a bad first impression with the person that he would be spending the next 4 years with.
"Um, I'm not sure." Roy said, honestly. He walked over to his bed and plopped down the last of his stuff, then sat on the edge of the bed with a long sigh, wiping the sweat off of his brow with the back of his hand. "Whew. Glad that is over."
The man who Roy assumed was his roommate finally turned around, so the young alchemist could get a good look at him. He was at least 3 inches taller, with similarly black hair and unusual citrine colored eyes, a shade he had never seen before. He wore small rectangular glasses on his long nose, and similarly to Roy, he seemed to be clean shaven.
"Oh good, then you can help me!" The goofy grin spread all across his roommate's face. He walked over and offered Roy his hand. "Oh, by the way, my name is Maes. Maes Hughes. Nice to meet you!"
Roy took the hand tentatively, giving it a little shake. "Roy Mustang, alchemist."
To Roy's surprise, Maes didn't shrink away or mumble anything under his breath. He was used to alchemists being treated with fear and often hatred, mostly by people who were jealous of their own lack of alchemic skill.
"Ah, I have never met one of you guys before. Pretty fascinating, that alchemy stuff. I don't understand it myself. Never cared to try. I am shooting for either Forensics or Investigations, myself." He finally broke the long handshake.
"So, you gonna help me move? I think I have more stuff than you, but with two of us it shouldn't take long!" he glanced out the window. "It's getting late. I don't want to have to go up those stairs in the dark with my arms full of breakables! Come on!"
Roy groaned and got up from the bed, his already aching muscles complaining at the sudden movement. He knew he should say no, and let him move it himself, but something about that guy just made it so hard to refuse him. He couldn't put his finger on why.
"Alright. I'm coming."
By the time they were done, the sun had indeed set, and they had been able to drag over the deceptively light looking (but actually very heavy) metal framed bunk to the wall opposite Roy's bed- away from the window and the sun.
Roy collapsed on his bed for the second time that day. He was determined that nothing was going to make him move this time. He only bothered to take off his shoes before he curled up on top of the sheets he had already put on the bed. It was too hot to sleep under them. Even though the sun was down, the cinderblock walls were good at keeping in the heat, and Roy felt like he was sweltering.
But a quick look over to his new roommate showed that he didn't seem to mind this at all.
"Aren't you hot?" Roy asked, interrupting Maes as he was making his own bed.
"Nah. I'm from the east, not too far from the desert. I grew up in heat much worse than this. This is spring weather to me!" He grinned at the alchemist, then turned back around to finish what he was doing.
'What a goof.' Roy thought. I wonder if there is anything that will make that guy not smile.
As soon as Maes was done with his bed, he walked over to Roy's bunk and sat down on the edge. "So, where are we going out tonight? This is the first time I have ever been to Central, and I am sure there are all sorts of fun places to go!"
Roy sat up, a sour look on his face. "Why do you think *I* know where to go? This is my first time here as well."
Maes looked rather surprised. "Oh. Well you don't look like you are from the city. In fact, come to think of it, you don't look like you are from around here at all, with your dark hair and dark eyes. Where *are* you from, anyways?"
The alchemist laid back down and rolled over, away from his roommate. "East." Maes waited for him to elaborate, but he never did. He shrugged his shoulders and got up from the bed and walked back towards his bunk.
"Oh well. Never mind then. I guess we can try another day. It should be a big day tomorrow. I'm gonna turn in early. Good night, Roy Mustang, Alchemist!"
"Night." Roy grumbled, turning in his bed to try to get comfortable on the unfamiliar and lumpy mattress. He groaned. This was definitely going to be an interesting school year, with an even more interesting roommate.