This is probably just going to be a collection of Royai drabbles and oneshots, with the possibility of other random FMA pairing cropping up randomly.
Copyright laws and various law enforcing types guarantee that I own nothing.
Introduction
He shuffled into the dusty room and threw his small suitcase on the bed, watching in amazement as the action caused a gigantic poof of dust to rise into the air. The ten year old ruffled his dark hair. The young child was having some doubts about this, maybe it hadn't been such a good idea to leave his home country of Xing to come and learn alchemy from the strange man who lived in this house.
A small sneeze from behind him drew his attention to the doorway. He turned to face a small child wearing a red summer dress, her blond hair cropped short. She had a vacuum behind her, the hose clenched in her fist.
"Please excuse the dust, Mr. Mustang, no one has inhabited this room for a while," the formalized words sounded strange coming out of the young girl's mouth.
"Uhm, who are you?" He questioned, "Here, I can do the vacuuming." He reached for the hose of the cleaning machine, but the girl drew back.
"No, my father told me to do it. He says that he wants to see you in his office." The boy drew back, surprised. This child was his new sensei's daughter? Why wasn't he informed? Did this man not care about his child at all?
"Oh, I'm Riza Hawkeye. Please excuse my rudeness," she held out a hand to greet him, "I take it that my father has decided that it is not worth notifying you on my presence here. Take no mind."
"I'm Roy Mustang, pleased to meet you. Uh, I'll do the cleaning myself."
He decided that she was very wierd indeed.
First meetings…