Author's Note: I do not own FMA or its characters. Some of the following drabbles are AU, and none of them are in any sort of sequence. These were previously posted as part of An Apple a Day.
Love Is the Music of the Heart
Kiss From a Rose – Angela Aki
Roy might see her as his strength, but the truth of the matter was, he was hers. Perhaps it was one of the reasons they fit so well together. Riza literally did not know how she would survive without Roy. Lust's words had cut to the very core of her. The thought that Roy was dead, and that she had not been there to protect him had taken her will to live away. If they survived this whole ordeal and managed to change the country, Riza hoped that if she and Roy were put on trial for their crimes in Ishbal, they would receive the same sentence. She would follow him no matter where he went. She would rather be together with Roy in death than live without him.
Elephant Love Medley – Ewan McGregor & Nicole Kidman
At times they seemed like an odd match. Riza came off as rather serious and stern while Roy was more often seen as goofy and laidback. However, appearances were deceiving. Roy could be incredibly dedicated to certain tasks, and Riza had a playful side she rarely indulged with anyone other than her closest friends. Maes and Gracia were some of the few who got to see that side of her. Actually, they tended to encourage it. Which was probably how she ended up singing this duet with Roy in bar in a little town some where in the middle of no where. Roy was completely hamming up his side of song, and Riza couldn't help but do the same. After all, overthrowing the government could be exhausting work at times, and they deserved some fun.
Everywhere – Michelle Branch
Riza hated her new job. Everything about it only served to remind her that she was a hostage for Roy's good behavior. She hated not being able to watch his back. She trusted him to take care of himself to a certain extent, but she didn't like the idea of him out there on his own. There were too many things that could go wrong. She hated the fact that she lived in fear much of the time. She hated being watched and having to watch her every word, every movement, and every facial expression so as to give nothing away. And she hated the fact that so many things reminded her of Roy. She missed him. She had never really realized how much she had taken their physical proximity to one another for granted until now. Even though she hated nearly everything about her transfer, the one think she was grateful for was Roy's persistent nudging of the boundaries. Phone calls at odd hours from her favorite florist who bought flowers while drunk notwithstanding. His voice on the line was one of her few comforts.
Wonder – Natalie Merchant
Riza was quite simply amazing. Roy had been of this opinion for years, but he was constantly finding it proven again and again. He wondered sometimes how she could have so much faith in him after all she had seen. After what he had done with the gift she had given him with her father's research. He still remembered how it felt to see that tattoo for the first time. He had been awed and humbled and furious all at the same time. He didn't know how she bore such a burden or how her father could have asked her to. That was one of the reasons he had given in to her demand that he destroy the array. Roy understood her need to be free of it. He had been surprised and amazed at her ability to deal with the pain he had caused her by burning her back. And he had been truly touched by her unwavering support even after that. He couldn't offer her much in return. All Roy could really give her was his heart, but then it had already been hers.
All About Soul – Billy Joel
The truth of the matter was she belonged to Roy heart and soul. She had given them to him freely and of her own will. He might not think he deserved her love and support, but Riza would disagree. There were times she would argue that she didn't deserve his love and support. Roy would disagree with that. When it came down to it, they were really two halves of the same whole. There was no one else for either of them that could understand them as well. It had even gotten so they didn't need to think about speaking in code. They could communicate simply with a glance or a gestured as well as decipher the real meaning of the other's words without any though. Gracia had once commented that it was as if they shared the same soul. Riza wasn't sure she would disagree.
Some Hearts – Carrie Underwood
With a sigh, Riza rest her head on Roy's shoulder. She was completely exhausted. It had been a long week. Roy echoed her sigh and laced their fingers together.
"Remind me next time I want to overthrow the government how much work it is."
"We are not doing this again."
He kissed her temple. "I suppose your right. I still can't believe they didn't execute us. I suppose being barred from both politics and the military is a small price to pay for that."
She shrugged and closed her eyes. She was too tired to really think about it right now. All that matter was they were together, and that they didn't have to do any more work for the next forty-eight fours. They could figure out where to go from here after they got some sleep.
Up On the Roof – James Taylor
"Roy?" Riza took a step onto the roof, peering around.
"Over here."
She followed his voice to a little rooftop garden bathed in the light of the setting sun. A picnic blanket had been spread out, and Riza could see what looked to be a very delicious dinner laid out. Roy was fiddling with some thing on the vine covered trellis. He looked up and smiled at her.
"Go ahead and have a seat. I'll be ready in just a minute."
Riza toed off her shoes and took a seat, watching as Roy stepped back and snapped. Three lanterns hung on the trellis began to glow with a warm light. Roy nodded to himself and tucked his glove into his pocket. He joined her on the blanket and produced a pair of wine glasses.
"Happy Anniversary, Riza."
Into the Night – Chad Kroeger/Santana
"Sir?"
Roy looked up from his paperwork to find Hawkeye framed in his office door. "What is it, Lieutenant?"
"It's nearly midnight." Her face was concerned. "You need some rest."
He gestured to the stack of papers on his desk. "They're not done yet."
Riza frowned. Roy ignored her. He didn't want to go home. He didn't want to sleep. If he did, he would have nightmares about Hughes again. Riza crossed the room, going over to the window and pulling up the blinds. The light of the full moon spilled across the floor. Then she moved over to the radio, fiddling with the dial. Music filled the room, and Riza stepped into the moonlight. She held out a hand to him.
"Roy, come here."
He didn't know what she was up to, but he wasn't in the mood right now.
Riza raised an eyebrow. "Roy Syaoran Mustang, come here."
His full name worked just as well for her as it did for his mother. Riza took him in her arms, and the next thing Roy knew, they were spinning around the room dancing to the music. And for a little while there was just the two of them and the music. Nothing else in the world existed.
Home – Michael Bublé
With a weary sigh, Roy let himself into the house. He was glad to be home. If you asked him, the trip had been far too long. He hated these week long meetings. And he had to attend them even though he actually had very little to do with the new government. It was a way of letting people know that he wasn't going to turn around and bring down the new government too. Besides, he was pretty sure that Olivier Armstrong enjoyed torturing him.
Roy hung up his coat, not bothering to turn on the lights. It was late, and his wife was probably asleep. Their dog definitely was otherwise he would have been greeted with great affection by now. Dumping his bag on the couch, Roy made a mental note to deal with it later. He crept through the house, noting wanting to walk his wife. His clothes got tossed in the hamper, and he crawled into bed, wanting nothing more than sleep. Riza rolled over, cuddling into him. Roy sighed. He was home.
Until – Sting
They lay curled together in bed, bathed in the silver moonlight. For once they had a whole week to themselves. Here in this remote town near West City there was no need to worry about discovery. Truth be told, they weren't even in the town. The little summer cottage was actually across the lake from the town. Her grandfather had offered them its use for the week.
Roy was under orders to take a vacation before he worked himself ill. Riza had already been schedule to take the time off, and it was easy enough to change her plans. Opportunities like this did not occur often, and they were making the most of it. Right this moment though, Riza was completely content and at peace. It was just the two of them and the moonlight. She was held in Roy's arms without worry. Roy pressed a tender kiss to her shoulder, and she smiled at him. It was the moments like these, so perfect and still, that they both would remember.
Price of Fire – Capercaillie
His hands skimmed over the scars on her back. It was a steep price he had paid for his alchemy. Riza didn't like it when he felt guilty about these scars, but there were times when he couldn't help it. She made a soft noise in her throat, and her hand wandered to his side, to his own scars. They were newer than hers, but no less significant. Roy knew that she felt guilty over his scars, no matter how much he told her otherwise. He supposed it was only fitting that what bothered them the most was the other's scars. After all, so much of the time they really were two halves of the same whole.
Sway – Michael Bublé
Roy took her into his arms and began to lead. Riza followed effortlessly. This was not a pastime they got to indulge in often. Roy had taught her dance earlier this year, and too much of the time they were both too busy to practice. However, Riza was aware that Roy might not be here much longer, and she wanted to take advantage of the time they still had. At fifteen, she was quite aware of the fact that she no longer saw this young man as simply an irritation or a brother figure. No, her feelings ran deeper for Roy.
The problem was she was only fifteen and didn't have much experience with life. Still, she had this feeling that this man was the one for her. Not that she was going to tell him that. They both had some growing up to do before either of them was really ready to think about a serious relationship. However, that wasn't going to stop Riza from enjoying what they had right now. Roy pulled her into a quick turn and then dipped her. When he pulled her up, their faces were mere inches apart. Roy hesitated a moment. Riza didn't. She leaned in and kissed him.
I'll Be – Edwin McCain
It was late in the evening, and the band had switched to slower songs. Most of the people attending the ball at this point had either left or were too drunk to pay much attention to the people still on the dance floor. Roy was taking advantage of that. He had his lieutenant in his arms, and he wasn't planning on dancing with anyone else for the rest of the evening. He knew he was holding her closer than was proper, but Riza wasn't complaining, and really that was all he cared about at this point.
It was comforting to have her in his arms. This was the first event like this that he'd been to since Maes' death, and it had been harder than Roy had expected. Typically, Maes would have been here with Gracia at his side, and the four of them would have an enjoyable evening apart from the political maneuvering. Roy hadn't realized just how boring these things were without the support of his friend. While Riza was here as his bodyguard, not his date, for a few dances at least he could pretend that it was just the two of them here together. She had always been his strong support, but now he needed her more than ever.
Love Song – Sara Bareilles
His jealously of other men did not stem from a fear of losing her. Roy wasn't sure that losing Riza was possible. She was so fiercely stubborn, and if his past actions and their present reality couldn't make her give him up, he doubted there was anything in existence that could. No, he was jealous that other men could flirt with her, shower her with gifts, and treat her the way she should be treated. He was jealous that if she wanted, another man could have a life with her out in the public right this minute. Patience was not exactly a virtue of his, and it didn't help that there was the possibility that they might never get their chance. But he did not fear losing her to another man. To battle, to an assassin, yes. Riza would not leave him by her own choice, and that was something he held on to.
Love Changes Everything – Sarah Brightman
There had been a time when Roy hadn't known Riza Hawkeye. But it was hard to remember at times and rather hazy. When he had first met her, Roy had no idea how the little blond girl with a scowl on his face would change his life. He could not say that she had made him what he was, for that was not completely true, but Riza had played a huge role in creating the man he had become. He doubted he would have turned out as well without out her. And he knew he didn't ever want to have to face life without her again.
A Love That Will Last – Reneé Olstead
Riza was rarely ever jealous of the women who flitted and flirted around Roy. This was not solely because she knew many of them were informants. It had more to do with the fact that she knew Roy, and they didn't. Roy might present the face of a playboy but much of that was an act. She knew without a doubt that she was the one that Roy wanted, and she knew that he wasn't going to change his mind. He had made that clear more than once. She was the one who had seen him at his best and his worst. He knew that it was safe for him to let down his masks around her and simply be himself. And Riza knew that he trusted her above almost anyone else. None of these silly girls could offer him any of that.
Fidelity – Regina Spektor
Fidelity and Roy Mustang weren't things that went together in most people's minds. Havoc knew better. Mustang was loyal to a fault to those who had earned his loyalty. He would go to the ends of the earth for them. And when it came to women, the only one he would ever want was Riza Hawkeye. The teasing that went on between Havoc and him was simply cover and protection. Cover for his informants and protection for Hawkeye. Even if there hadn't been a whole line of people who would maim and injure Mustang if he ever hurt Riza Hawkeye, the man would never stray from her. Havoc had known that from the first time he had really seen the two interact with one another.
You Raise Me Up – Josh Groban
Roy honestly believed that he would not be as good a person as he was without Riza. She believed the same about herself in regards to him. Both were true. Maes could easily see that. The two of them were the perfect compliment to one another. They forced each other to strive and grow, and both would be willing to give up their lives for the other. Maes hoped it would never come to that. He didn't know how the rest of them would help the surviving half of the pair cope. He couldn't help the smile on his face as he watched them though. Riza was sitting on the couch with Elysia cradled in her arms. Roy sat beside her, also enthralled by the infant. The three of them made the most adorable picture. Maes raised his camera and snapped the shot.
Theme: Music; Rhythm; Dancing
