Author's Note: A lousy Valentines Day fic... Oh shit! I'm so bored with my life…

Disclaimer: I don't own Roy, or Riza, or Maria... Please don't sew...

A Box of Chocolates

This story occurred in one very special holiday, a special one indeed, it was the season of love, where roses and boxes of Belgian and Swiss chocolates were given to that special someone, it was Valentines Day… It was also one of those days wherein the military will permit a day off to any employee if he or she has a date and, fortunately, Colonel Mustang has one.

Roy, Colonel Mustang to some, just woke up from a three hour sleep when he saw the time from his rusting alarm clock.

"Shit! She's gonna kill me! I'm almost late!" He got on his usual Sunday clothes and hastened towards his date's house.

Roy knocked three times on the Oakwood door, just on his third knock, the door flung open; it hit someone squarely on the forehead.

"Ouch!" His third knock on the door knocked Maria.

"So sorry, Maria," Roy started as he glimpsed towards Maria's back to see if his date was there, "do you happen to know where Lt. Hawkeye is?"

"Oh yeah…" Maria said, "She just went to the grocery to buy food for his adorable dog"

"Then… what are you doing here, Lt. Ross?" Roy rudely asked for he was, too, curious of why Lt. Ross was at Lt. Hawkeye's place.

"Oh, she asked me to look after her cute, little dog, so that's why I'm here. Oh… what are you standing there for? Come in!"

He entered Lt. Hawkeye's place. It was to expect from a fine-bred lady. All her belongings were perfectly arranged. Her room was as beautiful as Lt. Hawkeye herself, from the polished rosewood floor to the glass chandelier on the ceiling – it was MAGNIFICENT and PERFECT. Black Hayate was sleeping cozily on the mini-bed beside Lt. Hawkeye's queen-sized bed. A table and a chair stood beside it.

"Why don't you just sit at that chair while I'm going to--," she did not finish her sentence but she opened the door and continued, "go".

"That Maria! Humph!" Roy thought, "Let's see what the Fuhrer thinks about disobedience to a higher rank. Mwah! Ha! Ha! Ha! Mwah! Ha! Ha! Ha! (Evil laugh)…

Roy almost fell asleep just waiting for Lt. Hawkeye to arrive, just suddenly, the doorknob creaked and it opened. Lt. Hawkeye was holding a paper bag in her left hand and a box of chocolates on the other. Just at the sight of the Colonel, Lt. Hawkeye saluted. The box of chocolates fell on the floor. "Colonel, don't!"

The Colonel picked it up and saw to whom it was addressed to:

To Colonel Mustang:

Cheers to our first Valentines date! To you I offer this box of Belgian chocolates as a sign of our continuing relationship. Hope for many more years of this relationship to come.

From Your Loving Friend,

1st Lieutenant Hawkeye

"Colonel, I planned to give it to you later but as you saw it—,"

"I'm so sorry; Idon't havea gift for you..." He said as he handed the box of chocolates to Lt. Hawkeye.

"It's alright… its yours… your gift does not matter, what I care about is our date…"

"I'll guarantee to you, this date would be 100--,"

"Alright, I get it."

"So let's go then."

"Let's go!"

And so, Colonel Mustang and Lieutenant Hawkeye had a very romantic date. It was indeed true that the spirit of the season of love is within them… and with Armstrong and Ross too.

-dulo-

Happy Valentines Day to All!