Everything happens on a rainy day
"What are you looking so much through the window, lieutenant?" Breda asked.
"The weather. I mean… it is a little strange. Look!" She said pointing at the sky.
"Oh! It's true. It looks like will have a tornado."
"Lieutenant, are you really interested on the weather? Or are you worried about our colonel?" Havoc started.
"Both of them. I'm just concerned with him because he isn't well when the weather is as it is today. And he hadn't carried an umbrella with him. So if something happens, his gloves will be wet!"
"That's a problem! I heard that Scar is around, thus it's better to give him one and his special gloves."
"Oh, my… Now I am worried! Why didn't you tell this before?"
"Don't go! Wait! If I were you, I would take a shower before going. You look horrible, Riza! If our colonel sees you the way you are, he will be really concerned with you."
"Thank you for advising me!" She said ironically. "Bye!"
She closed the door with a lot of strength what made a big noise.
"She may be angry with you Havoc. Why have you done this? Are you crazy? The lieutenant will kill you!" Breda said loudly.
"Come on, she won't do this! She'll love me if the thing that I've planned in my mind goes well."
"Now I am afraid of you, Havoc." Breda murmured.
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Riza took her shower quickly, she dressed the first clothe that she had seen – a navy white dress – and her most comfortable shoe – a black old sandal which her father gave her some days after dying. She got a black umbrella and a metal briefcase with Roy special gloves and, then, went after him.
It was difficult to find where he was, but she got it, after asking almost every people if they had seen Colonel Mustang.
Hawkeye ran until the cemetery, in the rain, and there he was in front of Hughes's gravestone with a woman by his side holding a pinkish umbrella for him.
"I should be in her place." She thought. "I am so stupid! I came 'till here worrying about this idiot and he passed his entire afternoon with this... woman!"
She turned back with her eyes full of tears.
She wasn't used to cry for silly things!
Riza let the briefcase fall, what opened with the impact and the stuffs inside of it went out.
Everything in her head was making sense.
The flowers he had been buying every single day in the weeks before – they were for the woman!
The days that he had left the work early.
The lipstick marks in the collar of his uniform.
He was probably dating that woman. Right now she was thinking that he - or imagining - was beginning to feel something for her.
Her tears traveled her face and, then, mingled with the rain, what made her thought that it was nothing compared with the raindrops.
She bent down, grabbed the gloves on the grass calmly and stood up.
Roy from the top of the hill saw her going away and went after her.
"What did happen?" He asked her holding her shoulder.
"Anything!" She screamed.
"Are you sure?"
She started walking and he held her arm.
"You are totally wet! Why did you come here? Why hadn't you used the umbrella to protect you from the rain?" He took the umbrella from her hand and opened it.
"Because I came here running to see if you were fine." She answered trembling.
"Do you want my coat?"
"No, I don't! Go back to where you were. There is someone waiting for you."
"She can wait! Come on, Riza! Put it!"
"I hadn't said to you that I don't want it, had I?"
"If you want me to see your boobs, it's OK!"
"Sorry?"
"Your dress is kind of transparent." He took off his black blazer and handed it to her.
"Fuck!" She dressed the blazer. "Today everything isn't working properly in my life! I'm sorry, colonel."
"What are you apologizing for?"
"For my bad language."
He laughed.
"You're so goodie! Can I hug you?" He asked previously embracing her. "You seem to be cold." The umbrella fell down.
"I really am."
It was so good and warm!
She could feel his muscles even under his clothes and his hot breath in her neck. One of his hands was pulling her closer him and the other was caressing her head.
She sneezed.
"Bless you! Let's go to a warmer place." He proposed.
Roy got her hand, the umbrella and went away with Riza.
"What about the woman?" She asked.
"Are you talking about General Gruman?"
"Was him the woman? He can't be."
"Yeah, he really was her! Believe or not."
"Oh! He's really the master of disguise!"
"That's true!" He smiled. "This made me think how many times I've already confused him with another people."
"You?"
"Me!" He pulled a blonde lock from her face and she blushed. "You seem to be better. Your lips and your cheeks now have color again."
"I'm better!"
"So the hug did an effect, didn't it? Would like another one?"
"Roy, stop with it! There are people looking at us."
"Let them look!"
Roy brushed his lips on hers and she longed to kiss them.
"Thus you are giving a damn about these people, huh? Just like me!" He smiled cunningly.
He pulled her tightly towards him and kissed her lips. The pink lips that for several years he had been dreaming of tasting.
Riza pushed him.
"Are you crazy?" She asked.
"I know it will sound a little cliché, but ... Only if I am crazy for you, Blondie!" He touched her cheeks.
"I'm freezing! Let's go to the barrack!"
"OK! But there we have to continue what you stopped, Riza." He pointed at her.
"Go wondering!" she restarted walking.
I really hope you like it!
It was kind of a dream I had that I liked. But when you put things on the paper, they don't get as you imagine.
Reviews, please!
