A/N: Hey there guys! I recently just finished Brotherhood so this is based on that version; not the 2003. I have a lot of attachment to them after that so I decided to write this.
Riza sighed as she closed the door to her apartment. Fuhrer Bradley had kept her at work until 11 that night. Being home didn't bring her much solace anyways; not with Pride's threat looming over her. She never felt safe anymore.
Black Hayate met her at the door, tail wagging and panting to show how excited he was to see her. She closed the door before leaning down to pat her companion on the head before heading toward the kitchen. She wanted nothing more than a nice hot cup of tea to calm the nerves some. She glanced at the clock to discover that it was a quarter to twelve. The lieutenant was grateful that her neighbor had a key to come check on the poor dog if she wasn't home at dinner time.
She set a kettle of water on the stove and sat down at her dining table. It has been about a month since she had been reassigned as the personal assistant to Fuhrer Bradley. Her entire team had been reassigned, save Colonel Mustang. Havoc was the only person who managed to escape this fate; having retired instead f getting an automail replacement for his now useless legs. He hadn't gone back home yet thankfully, he was still in the hospital in Central, making it easy for Riza to visit him when she needed to see someone from the team.
She still saw Mustang occasionally, they still both worked in the same building after all, but never for very long. She hoped the stubborn man was getting his work done at least, he had a bad habit of procrastinating. Riza sighed internally, she had no reason to be worried about her former commanding officer, he was a colonel for a reason.
Just as her kettle went off, she heard Hayate barking off in the other room. "Hayate! Quiet!" she scolded, "It's only the kettle." When he kept barking she got a bit worried, so she turned the stove off and went to see what he needed. By the time she got to him he seemed to be calm. It crossed her mind that he might need to go outside. She opened the door for him only to discover a single flower on the ground outside of her door, which she might not have noticed except for the small dog going over to it and sniffing it.
Upon her further inspection she discovered what kind of flower it was, a blue flower wit a yellow center that was only about a centimeter, it was unmistakably a Forget-me-not. When she looked back up from the flower she noticed that Hayate had gone back inside. She took the small flower back inside with her, going back to her kitchen to attend to her tea.
A few minutes later she sat down on her couch with her mug of tea and the flower, by now she had stripped of her heavy military jacket. Hayate joined her on the couch, curling up next to her and laying his head on her leg. Setting her cup down on the table, she scratched his ear absentmindedly. The flower brought back memories from an old covert mission she'd gone once, when she discovered that Roy was into flowers. She'd wished Roy had brought her this one, but the logical explanation for it was that someone was bringing home a bouquet of flowers home and one of these fell from the bunch of them. The fact that she even thought of Roy when she'd found this one shocked her. She missed him a lot more than she realized if she was fantasizing about that old mission.
Work was stressing her out so badly even her tea wasn't helping. Bradley was overworking her, maybe his plan was to work her to death. At this rate he might just succeed. She slowly finished her tea, enjoying the peace and quiet with her dog. When she finished her tea she got up and went to place it in the sink.
After changing into her pajamas she called for Hayate to come join her for bed. Normally she would never allow him to sleep on her bed, but between the stress and her new found paranoia in the dark she had started to allow him to. She curled up in her bed, with Hayate at her feet, and slowly drifted off to sleep with her mind in a million different places