Dance With Me

Anime: FMA/FMA: B

Pairing: Royai (Roy x Riza)

Anime-fan-willa

Jean Havoc opened the door, and a cheesy love song from the next room drafted in.

"I've been wondering why

It's taken me so long to

Say what I feel

To tell you that I love you"

He turned, "See you tomorrow, Sir!"

"Good night, Havoc."

Then the door closed as he walked out, and the music stopped abruptly.

Roy Mustang sighed.

"Another long day of work..."

"You can say that again."

He jumped, seeing that familiar face walking in.

"You startled me, Lieutenant."

"With all due respect, sir, you should keep your guard up more often."

The Colonel chuckled. "You really are something, Riza."

The blonde sighed and walked over to him with a stern look on her face. "I thought I told you to be more professional, sir! I strongly advise you to call me by my rank, not my name!"

"Whatever you say, First Lieutenant."

"Thank you, sir."

Roy smiled and patted his desk invitingly.

"What are you implying, sir?"

He winked at her, and said with the most seductive tone he could muster, "I'm implying that you sit your sexy ass down on my desk. "

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The "Hero of Ishbal" sat huddled behind his upturned desk, his soul escaping from his mouth.

"W-what was that for, Lieutenant?" he whimpered,

Riza blew the smoke off of the tip of her gun.

"That was for the sexist remark, sir."

Carefully, Roy set his office back up, and sat down again.

He sighed, seeing the bullet holes in his brand new desk.

"Anyway, there must've been a reason you came here. Right, Lieutenant?"

"Yes. There was, sir."

"Well then, would you mind explaining it to me?"

"Oh! Right away!"

Roy folded his arms as she raised one of hers to her forehead.

"PERMISSION TO STAY WITH YOU TONIGHT, SIR!"

The flame alchemist's cheeks turned redder than fire itself.

"OH BABY!" He grinned widely, looking like more of a sleazy pervert than high-ranking military personnel. "Where did this come from? One minute you're shooting at me and the next you wanna—"

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A massive vein pulsed on Riza's forehead.

"Please don't misunderstand, sir," she growled, "It's just that Scar's been spotted in central, as you're well aware, so I just thought you'd be safer with me around."

"I see..." The Colonel was completely composed. "To cover my back, right?"

"Of course, sir. There's nothing I'd rather do."

A hair on Roy's head sprung up, "I KNOW SOMETHIN' I'D RATHER DO!"

Then he crouched down as quickly as he possibly could, hastily upturned his desk, shielding himself from injury, and squeezed his eyes shut as hard as he could in fear of what was to come.

But no guns were fired.

Slowly, he opened one eye.

Then the other.

Eventually, he peered over the edge of the desk. But she wasn't there.

"Uh, Lieutenant...?"

"You called, sir?"

He spun around to see Riza crouched down next to him behind the desk.

"HOLYSHIT!" Roy cried, and backed up until his back hit the wall.

"Relax, sir." She chuckled, and picked up his desk.

Roy let out a sigh of relief. "Phew! I thought for sure you were gonna—"

Pop

An icy chill ran down his back as she cocked the gun, a serious expression on her face.

"L-Lieutenant?"

Then she smiled and shoved the gun into her belt.

"Relax, sir, I'm out of bullets."