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Summary- Roy and Riza after her father's funeral

A/N: This is not a part of my "Thoughts on Royai" mini series, but you might want to check those out if you haven't already. Also I plan on posting the next one soon, I am just waiting for a few more votes on the poll on my profile, so if you want more "Thoughts" then go cast your vote. That is all for now.

Riza's POV

"Mr. Mustang please follow me." I lead him into the living room. He wants the secrets, not knowing where they are. I heard my father tell him that I have them. If only he knew the truth about their whereabouts, would he still want them? Would he still want me around? After our talk at the cemetery I decided that he was the one, the only one who had a right to the secrets my father left behind. I just hope that he is able to look past their location, and use them to bring about that great future he told me about.

"Riza, please we are friends, we have been for years, please call me Roy." He practically begs me; he always did hate the formality my father imposed on us. Of course he stopped as soon as my father was out of earshot. I just couldn't find it in me to disobey my father like that. So I called him Mr. Mustang and he called my Riza, and he complained every chance he got. "I'm not even his student anymore, remember he expelled me when I told him of my plans to join the army." And with a softer voice, "And besides he's gone now."

I let out an exasperated sigh, and tell him, "I know, it's just that is what I have called you for years and I don't know if I'm even able to change it now."

I look away from him, not able to tell him the real reason for the continued formality. I know that if start calling him by his first name, then it would be that much harder when he left again. I don't want him to be weighed down by me; I can't hinder him in any way. If I call him by his name then it would be one step closer to telling him that I love him, and I can not let that happen. He needs to stay focused on his goal.

"Riza, please." He looks at me and I can tell that he loves me too, but it's just not possible, not right now. Maybe when there is peace, when he accomplishes his goal I can tell him but not right now.

"I thought you were here for my father's research." I will give it to him, it will be my part in helping him. It is what I can do.

A startled look appears on his face, and then he gives me a look. I know that this conversation is not over, but the postponement of it will work for now.

"Yes, he told me you have the only copy. Where is it? Can I see it?" He is eager, I wonder if he will be this eager when he sees it.

"Yes you can see it, but we have to go to my room first." I can tell that he is confused by my statement. He probably thinks that I have it hidden there, which I do, in a manner of speaking. I start heading up the stairs and he follows silently. When we get to my room he starts looking around, having only been in here a handful of times.

He spots something and moves toward it. It is the necklace he gave me for my fifteenth birthday, a small bullet shell on a silver chain; it was the shell from the first time he ever went to the shooting range with me, and the chain he made with alchemy. He told me that it was a combination of our hobbies, so that way even when he was gone a part of him would still be with me. It was really cheesy, but in a cute way.

"The necklace, it's broke." He looks at me sadly.

"Yes, the chain broke the night before you arrived." I pick it up and hand it to him.

"So you really did like it?" He gives me a hopeful look.

"Yes, I wear it constantly; I was really hoping you could fix it before you leave." He smiles at me and pulls out a piece of chalk. Sitting down on the floor he draws his circle and puts my necklace in the center. Then with a flash of blue the chain is fixed, good as new.

"Here you go. I made it a little stronger too. With luck it won't break again any time soon." He hands it to me and I put it on. His smile grows and he stands back up.

"So, you were going to give me the research." He is still smiling, and part of me doesn't want to give it to him, knowing that it will take that smile away.

"Okay, but you have to close your eyes first; don't look until I tell you." He gives me a questioning look before he complies. Once I am sure he cannot see I begin to remove my blouse and undershirt.

"Almost ready?" I can hear the impatience in his voice.

"Almost, just another minute." I take a deep breath and turn my back towards him. I close my eyes and call out to him. "Okay you can look now."

It takes him a minute to realize what is going on. Then I hear him gasp, I can only imagine the horrified look on his face.

"Riza," he says slowly," what it this?"

"My father's research." I state as calmly as I can, hoping he didn't notice the slight hitch in my voice when I said it.

"You have to be joking, Riza please tell me you are joking." He pulls me around to face him, tears a beginning to run down his face. I pull him into a hug, not even caring that my front is completely exposed to him.

"It's no joke; this really is his research, the secrets to Flame Alchemy." I can feel his tears on my bare skin. I run my hand up and down his back, trying to soothe him.

"When, when did this happen?"

"Before you came to study here." I am still holding him, his arms now working their way around my waist. We sink to the floor.

He starts to whisper, more to him self than to me. "This whole time, that has been on you this whole time and I never noticed. How could I, in the four years I have been living, how could I have never noticed?" His face is buried in my shoulder; I gently lift his head so we are face to face.

"You never noticed because I never let you. I was careful not to enter any position that might cause it to be exposed. Please, don't blame yourself, it's it not your fault in anyway. I already told you, it was done before you got here, so even if you had noticed ti would have been too late to do anything about it." The look in his eyes changes from one of sadness to one of anger.

"How could he do this to you? His own daughter. He should have found another way to hide it, ANY other way would have been better." He stands up suddenly and I am once again reminded of my exposure. I move to cover myself when he too sees it. He looks away. "I'm sorry Riza. I guess that in the heat of the moment I forgot. And…" I stop him the only way I can think of, with a kiss.

It takes him a minute to comprehend what it happening before he melts into it. Mentally I am scolding myself for this. Just a few minutes ago I was telling myself that I couldn't let him know how I feel, and here I was, naked from the waist up kissing him. Again he wraps his arms around me and I can't help but let myself enjoy the sensation. Before to long we needed to breathe, so we reluctantly broke apart. We look into each others eyes, and then he kisses me again, not quiet so passionately, just a light kiss, as to confirm that this was all really happening.

"Riza," he doesn't say anything else, just my name and my heart melts.

"R Roy," I stumble on the word, feeling it as his name crosses my lips. The look in his eyes change, from uncertainty to confidence in a matter of seconds just with the sound of his name. He chuckles slightly.

"I love the way that sounds. Riza," he whispers softly, "please say it again." The look in his eyes is begging for my compliance. I am in to deep. I know that if I don't stop this now, then I may never be able to. But the look he is giving me is so inviting I have to use all my strength to refuse him.

"We can't, remember your dream. We can't, no I can't let this distract you. Believe me when I tell you that I want this so, so badly, but I need you to focus on your goal. Maybe, once you achieve what you are setting out to do, then we might be able to continue, if you don't find someone else along the way." I push away from him and walk to the other side of the room.

"Fine, if that is how you want it, then I will just have to make sure I do this quick. Riza, I will change things, I will bring peace to our country. I promise you this. But know that no matter where I go or how long it takes I will never find someone I love as much as I love you." I turn to look at him and see the determination in his eyes.

"Okay, but first you need to learn the secrets in order to do anything you hope to accomplish. And I promise you, I will do anything to help you succeed."

"Alright Riza, then lets get started."

A/N: Okay so that turned out a lot better than I thought it would. I am planning as of right now to do another chapter in Roy's POV, but I might not. I'm worried that if I do another chapter it would ruin the feel of this one. What do you guys think, after all I am, mostly, doing this for you readers. Review and let me know. Also sorry if you notice and tense changes, I am use to writing in past tense, so this was a new experience for me, if you catch anything please let me know.