Disclaimer!: I do not own FMA or Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye! No matter how much I wish that I did :] They belong to Hiromu Arakawa, the genious behind the manga/anime :D
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Roy Mustang. When people heard that name, three things came to mind. One, a very young and very successful multimillionaire. He owns and operates one of the world's best known jewelry designing businesses. Two, a ladies man. He was known for having a different woman on his arm every time he appeared on a magazine cover or out in Central City. And three? Well, number three is the main reason most people dislike Roy Mustang upon meeting him. He is an arrogant, cocky, and egotistical man. During business transactions, dates, even interviews. This leads us to our next problem. Due to reasons two and three, Roy Mustang has been unable to keep a maid. That is, until he met Riza Hawkeye. She showed up one day with his want ad in her hand and nonchalantly demanded the job.
And now, Roy straightened his wine red tie, ran a hand through his midnight locks, and watched Riza fetch his coat for his date that night. He made his way to the foyer, looking extremely handsome in his black slacks , black dress shirt and red tie, and glanced in her direction. She was halfway in the closet but he didn't need to see her to know what she looked like. He become so accustomed to her being there the last 7 months that he even knew her scent. Golden-blonde hair cascaded down her neck and past her shoulders to her mid back and she had the most piercing eyes he'd ever seen. There was not anybody that could intimidate Roy Mustang besides his own father but there were times that Roy felt himself fearing for his life when she glared at him with the brightest of red-brown eyes. That was another thing. She wasn't afraid to assert herself and state what she was thinking and she always told him if he was doing something wrong or he was being disrespectful. Roy normally saw women as something to occupy his time and to get his pleasure from but he actually respected Riza and appreciated the way she was so strong.
'I guess that comes from being the daughter of a soldier.' He thought. Riza never said anything about her mother and he knew that her father had died on the battlefield in Isbal. She didn't like talking about herself. He was pulled out of his reverie as she approached with his jacket.
"Here you are, sir." Her voice was soft but firm as she handed him his jacket. He sighed.
"I've told you before Riza. Call me Roy." It was then that Riza gave him a small and rare smile before answering;
"It's a hard habit to break…sir." She smiled wickedly. Roy gave her a soft smile and he suddenly had half a mind to cancel his date that night to stay home with her. And he started to. He opened his mouth to tell her that he had changed his mind when the car beeped, alerting him that it was time to leave. He looked from the door and back to Riza. He repeated the process a couple of times before Riza raised a perfect brow.
"What are you looking for?!" she asked, annoyed at this display. She crossed her arms across her chest, which drew his eyes and a sharp glare from Riza, and sighed. "Sir, please. You'll be late." Roy resigned himself to another date with a woman who only wanted the jewels and money his company provided and his good looks and turned towards the door.
"Yeah. Vanessa will be mad if I'm late." He heard Riza sigh and turned back towards her to see one hand on her hip and her face in her palm. "What?" he asked, blinking confusidly.
"Sir." She emphasized. "This one's name is Stephanie." Roy flushed in embarrassment but nodded.
"Yes of course. Thank you Riza." He grinned sheepishly and gave her a mock bow, gently grabbing her hand and kissing it. All the while he looked into her eyes. He saw her cheeks tint pink just the slightest but he thought it an accomplishment. With one last wink, he closed the door behind himself, strutted down the driveway, and climbed into the car.
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AN: Yup! Another Royai fic! xD I can't help myself! haha I know that it's not starting off too entertaining but it'll get better! I promise :] I haaaaad the second or third chapter(I jump around w/writing my chapters) but I guess it wasn't saved cause I can't find it ANYWHERE and I can't for the life of me remember what I wrote! Dx Oh well. Like? Dislike? Hit me up! :]