OK. This is my first FMA fic. Actually, it's the first fic that I think is good enough to put here. I have several others, mostly drabbles that I might put up. But here is a Roiai fic for all you Roy and Riza lovers. Enjoy!
I don't own Roy and Riza…. Sorry… If I did, the show would be more fun… oh well.
Birthday Girl- A Roiai Fluff Fic!
Today was Friday, November 14th, her birthday. No one seemed to notice, which was exactly the way she wanted it. Black Hayate woke her up five minutes before her alarm like any other day; she fed him, got dressed, and went to work like usual. She walked the streets to headquarters quickly, as if she was on a mission. No one must know what today is. She thought. Once she arrived, she headed to the secretary's office to get her daily paperwork and the mail. She reached into Mustang's mailbox and pulled out a letter from the eldest Elric brother, a note from some woman asking about a date Saturday, and a memo from Hughes about a meeting next Tuesday. She reached for her mail, pulled out a notice about a lost transcription, a note about the meeting with Hughes, and lastly, a lavender envelope. Surprised, she looked at the envelope; there was nothing unusual about it, except for the fact that it was in her mailbox. She looked at the front, expecting there to be someone's name one it. There was a name; hers. She tucked it in her jacket and walked to her desk in Mustang's office.
Colonel Roy Mustang wasn't there yet; presumably still hung over from the drinks he inevitably had last night with Hughes. She slowly pulled the flap on the envelope up and slid out the card. It had a painting of a sunset on it and the words, 'Happy Birthday to one more beautiful than the colors of the sky.' Opening the card to the middle, a slip of paper fell out and landed on her lap. She picked it up and read it; don't forget to check your mail before you leave. She folded the paper up and placed it in the breast pocket of her uniform, then looked back at the card in her hand. As she read the inside, she felt her cheeks turn a slight shade of red. You are more beautiful than moonlight on still water, more beautiful than the sunlight reflecting off the wings of a white dove, and you are more beautiful than the smell of sweet, crisp air flowing over snow-capped mountains. Happy Birthday Riza.
"Good morning Lieutenant. Have you gotten this morning's mail?" Mustang rounded the corner and stopped short to see her push something into a drawer in her desk. His deep baritone voice resounded off the walls of the office they shared as she jumped up and saluted him.
"Yes sir! Good Morning." She promptly dropped her salute after he did and handed him his mail, hoping he didn't see how bad her hands were shaking. Thankfully he didn't and went to sit at his desk. She paused for a moment to collect her thoughts and walked over to Roy's desk to give him his first set of paperwork. She set the pile down on his desk and looked out the window, wishing for it to be 6:30 already.
"You're very jumpy this morning Lieutenant. Anyone bother you this morning? Did the ammunitions department not fill your request for your bullets?" Riza jumped at the first syllable from his mouth and answered as she walked back to her desk.
"No, Sir. Everything is fine and the ammunitions department is running in tip-top shape." She said as she pulled her gun from her belt and shoved a new clip in it, accentuating her desire to end the conversation.