Yay! New story! Ready to read? Warning: This may make you cry a little. But keep reading, it gets better.

Ed: Wait! Now I'm not even in this story!

Roy: Good! Now I don't have to deal with you, pipsqueek.

Ed: Who're you calling tinier than an ant?

Riza: (Shoots gun) Both of you knock it off!

Both: Yes ma'am!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of the characters.


Chapter 1
Royai: Dead or Alive?

She sat, not talking not moving. Just sat on her bed. Wanting to cry, but tears would not come. How could she live? He was dead. Dead. The love of her life gone. She didn't even get to say goodbye. Didn't get to tell him how much she cared and loved. She was the saddest one among central. But she could not cry. Her eyes would not allow the aching tears to pass. Her heart hurt. Like it was decaying, dying while she lived. It rained. The heavens wept for him. And she could not. So she sat. Still like her mind. Quiet like a shy child.

She moved. She got up, the sadness choking her. Her mind was hazy, not wanting to think. She walked. To where?, she thought. Anywhere. Anywhere that she could go away. Not be near the graves. But there was nowhere she could hide from the pain his death had caused. She was alone. Alone in this cold world that had taken him away from her.

A yip brought her back. She looked down. A small black and white dog begged for his dinner. He used his small wet nose to push the empty bowl to her feet. He cocked his head in wonder. Something had happened. Yes, something bad. But he did not know. So he did not ponder. Only hunger nawed at his stomach. She reached down, patting the pup's head. She reached into a cabinet, taking a bag of dog food. She poured it out, it tinkled as it fell into the bowl. Happy, the dog pounced. Wolfing down the dry kibbles.

"What am I going to do, Black Hayate?" she whispered. His head popped up at the mention of his name. As if he understood, he came and nuzzled her hand. Hoping his mistress would soon be her old self. But the frown she had stayed. She walked slowly to bed. She got under the sheets, then turned off the light. She snuggled under the warm covers, hoping that rest would ease the burn in her heart. She slowly drifted off to sleep.


Where am I? she thought. It was sunny, the grass danced with the wind. The trees whispered sectrets to one another. A voice called. It was warm, soft. It soothed her mind.

"Riza? Riza I'm here." the voice called. She felt a strong but gentle hand rest on her shoulder. "Turn around." So she did. The farmiliar face had a grin that made her heart skip. Colonel Mustang. She was shocked. She didn't move, didn't resist as he pulled her closer. He wrapped her in his arms.

"Colonel . . ."

"Call me Roy."

"Roy, what are you doing here?" she whispered.

"I'm alive, Riza. I don't have much time, but I'm alive." he murmmered. He took his jacket wrapping it around her shoulders. She nestled to him. This feels real., she thought. He started to fade, his voice faltering as well. "Remember this Riza, I'm alive."


She woke up. She remembered the dream, disappointed. She wanted it to be real. With all her heart and soul she wanted it to be real. She got up, then stopped as she looked into the mirror. Colonel Mustang's jacket. In her dream he had put it on her. And as she got closer she realized something. She still had it on.


Cliff Hanger! I really am evil. So what do you think: bad or good? Do you think Roy is still alive? Well, wait for the next chapter!

Oh yes, vote! Choose a boy or girl for Roy and Riza. Then if you choose . . .

Girl choose one of these names: Elizabeth or Ren.

Boy choose one of these names: Maes (after Roy's decesed friend) or Ron.

I'm going to make a story with a baby! So I need to know which is popular!

Thanks, Hawkeye-Fan-101