Hello, Its ChuuiHawkeye, I'd Like to thank you and ask you to please Review. I havent written a Fanfiction in quite some time, So I'm just a little bit eh eh on it still. The characters may be out of character, So I'd advise you to please don't waste your time telling me this because. . . Well. . . Its pointless?

Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, that's to the wonderful people at FUNamation. 3 Enjoy!

It was a Cold windy night. As Havoc, Furey, Falman, and Breda bid there goodbyes and headed for there dorms for tonight. Riza and I lingered back in the office to finish the rest of our "clean up" Duty there wonderful Subordinates left us How Lovely.

It was the end of December and almost the beginning of a new year. I was so excited for the new years party that were going to have tomorrow night at my house.

I looked up at Riza whom was gathering a few papers on her desk and Sliding them into her thick black purse. Walking towards the door I turned back to look at her. "Goodnight Hawkeye" I said with a smile. She stopped for a second to look at me. Her blank expression turned into happiness, and with a smile she said "Goodnight Sir"

Soon after that she followed me out of the office, Locking the door. I waited so she could catch up Then begun walking again. It was silent until we reached the front door of the military and stepped outside. "See you tomorrow" I waved as I watched her walk the opposite way then where I was going.

I stood there for a second, watching her walk away. Her hips swaying and strands of her hair moving with the flow of the wind. I shook my head like it was etch-a-sketch and walked home.

I shuffled through my black coat pocket for my keys, which took about three too five minutes to find. When I finally found them, I unlocked my door and opened it To be greeted by warmth.

I closed the door "Ah. . . Warmth" I told myself. Happy to be out of The grasp of December's Air. Taking off my jacket and hanging it up I looked around my house from where I was standing and sighed.

Stripping off my clothing, putting on a pair of shorts I layed down on my bed and closed my eyes. Its so Silent, So Lonely here. . .Who would think, I, Roy Mustang. Would feel so. . . Alone? Its like a part of me is missing when I leave the office and come home. . . But what? With that thought. I shrugged my shoulders and slowly Fell asleep.