A/N: Lyk zomg romance and kissing! This was my first real try at fluff, so I was pretty pleased at how it turned out, but surprised it wasn't more angsty…I write a lot of angst, and this is "the fluffiest fluff that ever fluffed" to quote DeepDownSlytherin. (note to Ashi: I don't care if you don't like fluff)

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Roy Mustang studied the clouds of his breath. It was one of those bitterly cold evenings you sometimes got in Central. Jean Havoc, Heymans Breda, and Riza Hawkeye all kept their arms folded in an attempt to keep warmth in their bodies. His eyes rested on Riza last and longest, the harsh expression that rarely left her face marred slightly by the fact that she was cold. He wondered, not for the first time, and certainly not the last, why she wore her hair up, letting the cold in. He didn't need to wonder if his expression mirrored hers. He knew it did, it rested on the faces of nearly everyone who had been in Ishbal.

Roy drew his heels together with a click and saluted. All three mirrored his actions. "Till later," Then he swiveled to look at Riza alone. "Lieutenant, I apologize in advance for my actions," he heard himself say. Her face got that puzzled look, her eyebrows slightly raised, eyes wide, as he stepped towards her.

Seemingly of their own accord, one of his arms wrapped around her torso, the other around her neck. He simply closed his eyes and pressed his mouth to hers. What are you doing? His brain had caught up with his actions. He was tensed, waiting. Would she simply push him away and slap him? He wouldn't be surprised if she shot him.

He felt arms around his neck and on his back. Was she kissing him back? He felt his blood run cold, then hot. I should say something, he thought. "Sorry," he whispered, the only thing he could think to say, pulling his mouth away from hers, his mind a riot of emotions. I shouldn't be doing this! He looked past her, reluctant to meet her eyes. "I love you," He was surprised at how calm his voice was, and how glad he was to get his confession off his back. Her fingers touched the side of her face, and she brought her lips back to his.

"I love you too,"

He could think of nothing to do, his brain frozen. He tightened his arms, pulling her closer to him.

Behind their backs, Havoc raised his eyebrows questioningly at Breda. "So does this mean we're dismissed, or what?"

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I'm in a really Royai mood, so if you want to suggest some random story idea, review, and I could post something for you, if I felt like it, of course.