Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or Selena's Dreaming of You

Phayne: This fic is dedicated to all FMA fans, (including myself) and Akegata Frii for actually placing my other fic on his/her alert list. Because I still haven't gotten any reviews yet for that fic, I will continue the story soon, sorry sorry. nn Anyway, I wrote this as a prezzie to my friends' birthday and many thanks to Ranma064, Alaena Flame Dragonstar and CuteGirl for their reviews of The Last Shine. Thank You! (takes a bow...)

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Late at night when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I wish on a star that somewhere you are
thinking of me too...

Riza Hawkeye laid in her bed, pondering over what she has done today. Busy, busy, tired, tired... That includes the usual, administration paperwork, military training, cleaning her shotguns, making sure Black Hayate is obedient and keeping an eye on the Colonel. Therefore, she really look forward to the end of the day, when she can have a good night sleep with real sweet dreams. The First Lieutanent rolled over to her side and stroked the fast asleep Black Hayate on her bed. Her mind was only filled with images of Roy Mustang, her boss, her comrade, her friend, her crush. Riza sighed aloud and shut her eyes, intending to block out all the teasing conversations with Mustang. She could not bring herself to think of actually being in love with that flirt. (Sorry guys, but Mustang is one in my opinion. nn) With this thought, Riza cuddled Black Hayate and closed her eyes when sleep came soon.

Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow, I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
than here in my room dreaming about you and me...

"Lieutanent Hawkeye, remind me later in the afternoon to check up on Fullmetal and his brother, they seem to be getting into trouble everynow and then," Roy Mustang mumbled from behind his desk that was loaded with piles of papers. The Flame Alchemist then returned to his conversation on the phone, which sounds suspiciously from the florist girl down the street.

"Wait a minute, sweetheart," Mustang whispered before he covered the mouthpiece. "Is there something else, Lieutenant?"

Riza's body tensed, her hands gripped the little box behind her. "No, no, sir."

Roy Mustang then smiled and waved her off. "Then you're dismissed." Without even waiting for Riza to salute, Roy continued his conversation with the unknown female. Riza stood at attention, saluted and placed the little box wrapped with light coloured paper on the edge of the Colonel's overcrowded desk.

Wonder if you ever see me and I
wonder if you know I'm there (am I there, am I?)

Riza then silently closed the door behind her after she gave the grinning Colonel a long lasting glance. Her heart gave a little wrench, but being Riza Hawkeye, she shrugged it off.

If you looked in my eyes would you see what's inside
would you even care?

As she walked to her desk, Maes Hughes danced into the hallway, smooching the box he was carrying with him, his expression was dreamy. The Major passed her and waved excitedly, "Lieutanent Hawkeye, look at what my wife, Gracia have gotten for me as Valentine's Day present!" The proud father of Elysia Hughes took out a huge box containing the Major's favourite, Apple pie. Riza gave him a smile and got a slice of the pie as a reward. "Thanks, Major." Riza took the pie and left Hughes. Maes frowned a little at the fading figure of the Lieutanent. As he passed her neat and organized desk, he smiled, having found the answer to his question. On Riza's Hawkeye's table was a desk calendar with the date, "February 14" circled in bright red ink.

End of chapter 1 - to be continued...

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Phayne: Finished my first chapter! Yay! Though I didn't really say it, you people should have guessed, yup! Riza had given chocolates to Roy as a V day's present...

Reviews and comments will be a motivation for me to end this fic NICELY. Or else, poor Riza will suffer a heartbreak or something drastic.