fandom: fullmetal alchemist (brotherhood)
pairing: royai
rating: K+
description: just like always, roy forgets everything as soon as riza walks in.
A/N: dedicated to jessica (zethia on ff and tumblr, where you may find her art) and corresponds with her lovely art. we are doing a "fullmetal feels" collab where she draws, and I write. written in less than 20 minutes, probably out of character, #y0l0swag.
Roy peeked out from behind his wooden desk. His alchemy teacher's daughter, a girl with short, golden hair about his age, had been leaning against her father's cluttered work-table, a carefree smile on her lips.
From his position in the room, he could clearly see the definition in her shoulder blades, and the curve of her hips. Roy had seen women before, there was no doubt. But none like her, with both her keen eyes and keen smile.
He silently cursed himself as he felt himself burn from the neck up. Berthold was currently running errands, and if he caught his apprentice staring at his daughter with glazed over eyes, he'd probably get a good taste of the flame alchemy the old man was always muttering about. Roy hastened to continue straightening out the miscellaneous notes and sketches littering his desk, trying not to make the glances he snuck at the glorious Riza Hawkeye too obvious.
Of course, her surname was not solely something passed down from her father, and she knew full well that Roy was staring at her. She shifted a little from her perch, allowing herself to tilt her face up towards the old, mottled ceiling of the Hawkeye residence and smile knowingly.
Near an hour would pass before Roy remembered that he had been supposed to leave as soon as he had packed up his notes.