False Timing- Chapter four
Title: False Timing
Rating: G
Pairings: It will be Shou Tucker/Roy Mustang
Notes/Warnings: Yes, the story lives on! No new warnings, so straight to the chapter.
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
It was intriguing to watch them together. Of course that wasn’t a change from how it had been when the man had still been human, but it was even more so now, with those reflective animal eyes and cautious claws. He always had known his little girl was a wonder with animals, but the way she tamed his newest creation to her hand made him smile.
He really needed to do the same.
“Nina, it’s time to go to bed now.” When she moved away from the cage a bit to give him a slightly pleading look, he shook his head, kneeling to open his arms to her. “No, don’t even ask. Bed time. Daddy needs his lab.”
Giving the chimera a last sad look, she sighed and moved into reach to get picked up. “G’night! I’ll bring breakfast in the morning!”
There wasn’t any answer but a small wave and a sigh before the two departed the room. Shou could only frown over the fact that his creation refused to speak in his presence.
-o-o-o-o-o-
He was starting to wonder just how long he was going to be kept in a cage. Over the last days, weeks possibly, he’d learned the many changes of his form. There was nowhere without fur, his modestly only maintained due to it and a strange, completely inhuman and un-fox-like, pouch to hide his groin. It was disturbing, but he’d quickly decided it was better than having his unmentionables hanging out around a little girl. Since it quickly became clear that he would only have what she gave him, and clothes weren’t among that short list of items, he decided to be grateful for the one small mercy.
Crouching was his preferred mode of sitting, the tail making it vaguely unsettling to actually put all his weight on his backside. He hadn’t had the chance to stand, but he wasn’t sure it would turn out particularly pretty once he saw the hack job that was his body from the knee down. His back feet were more like paws, resulting in his current position; on his toes with a hand on the floor between his knees for balance.
It was incredibly comfortable.
That did not, however, mean that a growl didn’t immediately start in his throat as soon as he saw the alchemist that had done this to him. Usually the man left him alone, watching him curiously when Nina was in the room or ignoring him entirely in favor of his papers. He hadn’t bothered him at all in at least a few days, and Roy could only presume that he’d gained whatever notes on his form he might have needed when he’d been unconscious directly after the transmutation.
-o-o-o-o-o-
“Now now, what sort of greeting is that for me? Have you given up all pretenses of politeness Roy?” The pale man moved closer, ignoring the narrowed gaze, the fierce noise being leveled in his direction, and simply walked to just outside a proper attack range for the chimera. “I had rather hoped you wouldn’t be like this. I can’t properly study my results if you remain so hostile, and I don’t want to have to take any chemical measures.”
The sound cut off briefly, canine eyes widening at the threat before the younger man retreated to the back of his cage in stubborn silence, tucking the blanket he’d been allowed around his shoulders in pointed apathy.
“I assure you that I will not use them if you simply cooperate. I need to see what has changed and if this confinement has caused any damage to this new form. Some chimeras have muscle problems after the first week or so when forced into smaller quarters than their forms are meant for. I’m simply concerned that you will become such a case due to my neglect while dealing with other projects.” Not that any other project was more important, but he’d needed to deal with his superior officer, to start through the delicate proceedings involving the renewal of his title, and it had commanded a good portion of his attention.
Roy, the stubborn thing, seemed to make his point with silence, fur bristled in obvious annoyance, and one pointed ear twitched more in his direction as the man looked off to the side as though ignoring him.
He never failed to be fascinated by the obvious physical differences, down to even mannerisms, that occurred in chimera. This time was no exception. “This would all be much simpler if you would just be willing to speak to me. I know you’ve spoken with Nina on more than one occasion, when I wasn’t in the room.” He slipped closer to the cage, leaning to look inside. “She was rather disappointed you did not say good night. In fact, she was wondering if you were angry with her.”
When that gained the man’s attention, he didn’t try to hide the smile that crossed his face, and was unaware of the slightly disturbing picture it made. When the chimera narrowed his eyes at him, it didn’t slip.
“No tricks. Now, are you going to speak with me and cooperate, or am I going to have to resort to study damaging drugs to finally resume my notes?”
There was nothing but a dark glower as a reply, but Shou found himself only mildly disappointed. Just because it made his studies more difficult didn’t mean that there weren’t any benefits an unconscious state could provide.
Rating: G
Pairings: It will be Shou Tucker/Roy Mustang
Notes/Warnings: Yes, the story lives on! No new warnings, so straight to the chapter.
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
It was intriguing to watch them together. Of course that wasn’t a change from how it had been when the man had still been human, but it was even more so now, with those reflective animal eyes and cautious claws. He always had known his little girl was a wonder with animals, but the way she tamed his newest creation to her hand made him smile.
He really needed to do the same.
“Nina, it’s time to go to bed now.” When she moved away from the cage a bit to give him a slightly pleading look, he shook his head, kneeling to open his arms to her. “No, don’t even ask. Bed time. Daddy needs his lab.”
Giving the chimera a last sad look, she sighed and moved into reach to get picked up. “G’night! I’ll bring breakfast in the morning!”
There wasn’t any answer but a small wave and a sigh before the two departed the room. Shou could only frown over the fact that his creation refused to speak in his presence.
-o-o-o-o-o-
He was starting to wonder just how long he was going to be kept in a cage. Over the last days, weeks possibly, he’d learned the many changes of his form. There was nowhere without fur, his modestly only maintained due to it and a strange, completely inhuman and un-fox-like, pouch to hide his groin. It was disturbing, but he’d quickly decided it was better than having his unmentionables hanging out around a little girl. Since it quickly became clear that he would only have what she gave him, and clothes weren’t among that short list of items, he decided to be grateful for the one small mercy.
Crouching was his preferred mode of sitting, the tail making it vaguely unsettling to actually put all his weight on his backside. He hadn’t had the chance to stand, but he wasn’t sure it would turn out particularly pretty once he saw the hack job that was his body from the knee down. His back feet were more like paws, resulting in his current position; on his toes with a hand on the floor between his knees for balance.
It was incredibly comfortable.
That did not, however, mean that a growl didn’t immediately start in his throat as soon as he saw the alchemist that had done this to him. Usually the man left him alone, watching him curiously when Nina was in the room or ignoring him entirely in favor of his papers. He hadn’t bothered him at all in at least a few days, and Roy could only presume that he’d gained whatever notes on his form he might have needed when he’d been unconscious directly after the transmutation.
-o-o-o-o-o-
“Now now, what sort of greeting is that for me? Have you given up all pretenses of politeness Roy?” The pale man moved closer, ignoring the narrowed gaze, the fierce noise being leveled in his direction, and simply walked to just outside a proper attack range for the chimera. “I had rather hoped you wouldn’t be like this. I can’t properly study my results if you remain so hostile, and I don’t want to have to take any chemical measures.”
The sound cut off briefly, canine eyes widening at the threat before the younger man retreated to the back of his cage in stubborn silence, tucking the blanket he’d been allowed around his shoulders in pointed apathy.
“I assure you that I will not use them if you simply cooperate. I need to see what has changed and if this confinement has caused any damage to this new form. Some chimeras have muscle problems after the first week or so when forced into smaller quarters than their forms are meant for. I’m simply concerned that you will become such a case due to my neglect while dealing with other projects.” Not that any other project was more important, but he’d needed to deal with his superior officer, to start through the delicate proceedings involving the renewal of his title, and it had commanded a good portion of his attention.
Roy, the stubborn thing, seemed to make his point with silence, fur bristled in obvious annoyance, and one pointed ear twitched more in his direction as the man looked off to the side as though ignoring him.
He never failed to be fascinated by the obvious physical differences, down to even mannerisms, that occurred in chimera. This time was no exception. “This would all be much simpler if you would just be willing to speak to me. I know you’ve spoken with Nina on more than one occasion, when I wasn’t in the room.” He slipped closer to the cage, leaning to look inside. “She was rather disappointed you did not say good night. In fact, she was wondering if you were angry with her.”
When that gained the man’s attention, he didn’t try to hide the smile that crossed his face, and was unaware of the slightly disturbing picture it made. When the chimera narrowed his eyes at him, it didn’t slip.
“No tricks. Now, are you going to speak with me and cooperate, or am I going to have to resort to study damaging drugs to finally resume my notes?”
There was nothing but a dark glower as a reply, but Shou found himself only mildly disappointed. Just because it made his studies more difficult didn’t mean that there weren’t any benefits an unconscious state could provide.