If you are looking for some sappy writing, this is the place. Multiple pairings will be highlighted or mentioned as well as some dorky royai. This is based more on the FMAB/Manga universe.

I don't own FMA

Most of the military gathered around a large stage that had been hastily constructed in front of Central Command. The building was finally fully restored, almost two years after the Promised Day. A small arena type area was also constructed. It was dedicated to state alchemists for practice but also served as an actual arena, an effort to curtail any future Fullmetal vs. Flame-style incidents. The soldiers in attendance were all talking about what Fuhrer Grumman had to tell them, and why it was on such short notice. All the Generals in charge of each command center were present, as well as most of their subordinates.

General Roy Mustang took a spot in the middle of the crowd, looking around and spotting many familiar faces. He spotted Maria Ross a little ways away, she had officially returned from Xing and had been reinstated, Denny Brosh right by her side. Alex Louis Armstrong could be seen towering over the other soldiers, a visibly peeved General Olivier Mira Armstrong stood at his side, clearly not amused at having to leave the North so suddenly. Vato Falman stood on her other side, spotting Roy and giving him a nod. He was no longer under his command, but it was great to see his old subordinate when he could.

Roy continued to look over all the soldiers in attendance when a gentle voice broke through the constant chatter surrounding him.

"General, the Fuhrer is ready to speak." Captain Hawkeye flicked her eyes up to the stage while she stood by his side, as always.

"Thank you, Captain." He gave her his trademark lopsided smirk before turning and facing the stage where Fuhrer Grumman was now approaching the podium. He looked pleased with himself and was clearly excited about his mystery announcement. The crowd instantly fell silent at the sight of the Fuhrer, rows of salutes only lowered when he requested it.

"Welcome everyone to this very special announcement," Grumman's demeanor was as collected as ever, the only hint he was excited was a gleam in his eye that usually spelled trouble. "It has been brought to my attention that a certain law has caused some issues within the ranks. That law will be terminated this moment."

Loud whispers rose from the crowd, trying to figure out what the issue was. Roy glanced over at his Captain, who appeared just as confused as Havoc, Breda, and Fuery.

"I'm guessing from all the talking you're curious as to what law this pertains to. From this day forward I am repealing the Fraternization Laws effective immediately."

Silence. Some of the gathered soldiers tensed at the realization that they were standing beside the person the Law had kept them from being with. Others were sneaking glances at would-be couples, a large majority of those aimed at none other than Roy Mustang. He noticed that they weren't all looking at him, rather, some gazes went slightly to his left, where his Captain was standing. Roy was immediately uneasy as he saw how many of his friends were smirking at him. He noticed Breda and Fuery hand Havoc some cash and made a note to question them later. He could see the smile grow on the Fuhrer's face, obviously, the announcement was directed at him and the Captain for whatever reason. He looked to his side but she was gone. Roy never even noticed that she left.

"And that is all I have to say, thank you all for attending, you may continue with your duties." Grumman walked down from the podium and made his way into Central Command, whistling like a canary.

Roy turned and headed back to his office, he could hear people whispering around him and he caught even more people staring at him. Did everyone think he had something going on with his Captain? They were nothing but professional, whether he liked it or not...there shouldn't be any cause for gossip.

"We're together all the time, but she IS my bodyguard."

As Roy approached his office, his path was blocked by none other than the "Queen of the North".

"Ah General, good to see you. How's Briggs?" Roy shot her a smirk.

Olivier stood there unimpressed at Roy's display and certainly didn't return the smile. "You're an idiot." And with that she stalked past, leaving a very confused Mustang standing in the middle of the hall. He shook his head and went into his office, to be greeted by the smiles of his subordinates as soon as he'd opened the door. Except one.

"Hey there Boss," Havoc spoke over his now commonplace toothpick "you have a guest in your office."

"Thank you, Havoc." Roy nodded and headed towards his personal office. Once he closed the door he snapped into a salute. Grumman was sitting in front of his desk setting up a game of chess.

"At ease boy, come play a game." Grumman didn't look up while placing his king and queen. Roy took his seat and set up his pieces, playing in silence until Grumman spoke up.

"How's the team doing these days? I still remember the look on your face when you asked to bring them along with you to Central. Determined and a little cocky. You really trust them don't you?"

"Yes sir, I trust and respect them, and they return it full force, I couldn't ask for a better team." Roy crossed his arms over his chest, planning his next move.

"So what did you think about my announcement today, General?" Grumman thought for a moment and moved one of his pawns.

"It was certainly a shock sir, I'm intrigued to see what happens. I know a couple of people that will take full advantage of the rule being abolished. I do have to ask though, what brought this on?" Roy didn't look up from the chessboard and missed the look the Fuhrer gave him.

"I have my reasons for abolishing it. But yes indeed I saw a few red faces, it was quite amusing. I did notice a couple of glances thrown your way. Has a woman stolen the heart of the forever bachelor Roy Mustang?" Grumman's tone was laced with humour.

"There... is someone sir, but I'm going to have to wait a bit. There are things that need to be done before anything serious can happen." A shadow of a frown appeared on Roy's face. Grumman noticed the look and decided to leave it be, he had an inkling to what he was implying and decided to let it go and take its course. For the moment.

While Grumman was distracted he seemed to miss the fact that Roy had cornered his King.

"That is checkmate, sir." Roy let a smirk spread across his face as he placed his Rook down.

"My my, it appears you're right. Well, let this be an early inauguration present to you then."

Roy stared at the Fuhrer, puzzled. His eyes widened as the words sank in. He opened his mouth but no words came out and he knew he looked like a fish out of water. Grumman smiled at the younger man's face, it was always amusing, and rare, to see Roy Mustang at a loss for words.

"I take it you weren't expecting that news either, Mustang. I wanted to revoke the Fraternization Laws before you became Fuhrer, kinda my last hurrah if you will. And yes I always intended for it to be you as the next Fuhrer. I expect great things from you, my boy. And for you to be the countries, first President." Grumman got up and gave Roy a pat on the shoulder. He was about to close the door to leave but stopped, hand on the doorknob. He turned so Mustang could see him in profile. "I've already cleared my office, I expect you to move in by the end of the day. Your new position starts in three days. I've already handled most of the preparations. See you at the inauguration ceremony." And with that, he was gone.

Everyone in the office heard the end of the conversation, and slowly approached Roy's private office. He was sitting at his desk, his eyes unfocused and his hands clutching the armrests for dear life.

Havoc was the first to speak. "You okay there Boss? Did the Fuhrer say something?"

"Pack your things men, we're moving office." None of them tried to hide their shock. Breda was about to ask why but Fuery beat him to it.

"If you don't mind me asking, sir, why exactly are we moving? Did we do something to upset Fuhrer Grumman?" Fuery dreaded the answer; the General looked a little pale.

"We are moving to the Fuhrer's office," Roy spoke while still staring ahead. "I'm the new Fuhrer starting Monday." He finally focused his gaze on his men and grinned. Saying the words made it feel real. It was dead quiet in the office until the news dawned on his men. Before Roy knew it he was swept up in a bear hug.

"You did it sir!" Fuery already had tears welling up in his eyes.

"We knew you had it in you." Breda hadn't ever doubted it.

"Congrats Boss, you'll do this country good." Havoc gave Roy a pat on the back, grinning just as widely as his superior.

"How about we pack the office up, then we head out for drinks. My treat." There was a sense of pride in his voice and he didn't try to hide it.

"Yes, sir!" The three men saluted before heading to their desks to clear their things, large smiles plastered on their faces. After a while, the door opened and in walked Falman. He saw the men's faces and raised an eyebrow at their actions.

"Hello everyone, what's with the looks?" Falman was a bit put back by the looks he received from his former team. They looked too thrilled to have not broken a law.

Havoc answered the grey-haired man's question.

"We just received news that General Roy Mustang... is now Fuhrer." Havoc spoke over the toothpick hanging in his mouth.

Falman's eyes immediately widened and he rushed over to Roy's private office and pushed open the door, catching Roy slip something into his pocket as he did. He made a note to question him later but was too excited to make that a priority.

"Congratulations sir! I knew you could do it!" Falman spoke as Roy approached carrying a box filled with everything from his office.

"Thanks, you know I couldn't have made it this far without any of you guys. You made this all possible." He gave a genuine smile to all his subordinates.

"Hey Falman, we are all headed out after work to grab some drinks, wanna join? Mustang's buying." Havoc continued cleaning out Hawkeye's desk. Mustang took note of this with a raised eyebrow and frown.

"Havoc, why are you clearing out the Captain's desk?" He looked around the room but the officer in question was nowhere to be seen. "And speaking of the Captain, where is she?"

"Boss, don't you remember? She took the last train to Resembool before the Fuhrer could complete his speech. She went to see the Elric's before they left on their next trip." Havoc noted the disappointment on Roy's face, though he quickly composed himself.

"Y-yes... thank you, Havoc, it slipped my mind. Well, should we move this stuff into our new office then?" Roy made his way to the door, his men and their belongings not far behind. They headed down the hall to their new office, a large smile spread across every one of their faces. Except for one dark-haired alchemist whose smile didn't reach his eyes.

-/-/-

At Madame Christmas' Bar, the men were having a blast. Talking, laughing, and just enjoying the peace before they would get swamped with the duties of the Fuhrer and his aides. As the night went on, Havoc noticed Roy had gone and stayed quiet.

"Hey what's eating you Boss? You'll be Fuhrer Monday. Your goal is complete, so what's got you down in the dumps?"

"Answer him Roy-boy, I haven't refilled your drink in the last 30 minutes, something is bothering you." Madame Christmas leaned on the bar across from them. "And didn't I hear that Grumman revoked the Frat Laws?" She shot her nephew a smirk, he returned it with a glare. Then Havoc put everything together.

"Ah! You're upset because Hawkeye isn't here. She'll be back Sunday night. Then you can surprise her with the fact that you're the new Fuhrer and that the Frat Laws have been lifted." He grinned while taking a drink of his beer, nearly spilling it in the process.

Roy's eyes lit up and he abruptly sat up in his seat, startling his friends. "She left before Grumman made the announcement?"

"Yes sir, her train was leaving so she had to race to the station before the Fuhrer really even began his speech." Breda had just assumed Mustang was aware. Didn't they always know where the other one was?

"Sir, does this have anything to do with what I saw you slip into your pocket at the office?" Falman questioned. Everyone turned to the slightly blushing future Fuhrer.

Roy glanced around at his subordinates before letting out a reluctant sigh. "Yes, it does." He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black velvet box, opening it to reveal an engagement ring.

The center was occupied by a raised round diamond, with smaller diamonds surrounding it in a full circle. The band was simple, a silver-gold to complement the jewel's resting on it. He had wondered if it was too flashy for Riza...the stones didn't glitter and he'd had the center altered slightly as well. At the right angle, it caught the light and had been practically blinding. The jeweler thought he was insane when he requested that be adjusted. All women wanted rings that would draw attention, or so he claimed. Riza wasn't all women.

The men gazed at the ring then at Mustang, then they erupted.

"You idiot! Took you long enough!"

"Why are you here right now?!"

"Go after your queen!"

"And now!"

"Don't keep Elizabeth waiting boy."

Roy sat there trying to slow his heart rate, the reactions of his team and the Madame catching him off guard. He had no idea that they felt that way about him and his Captain.

"I was planning on waiting until after I became Fuhrer before asking!" Roy shouted back, willing them to calm down and knowing it wouldn't work.

"Well that's happening, so what's stopping you?" Havoc questioned, grinning as Mustang looked more and more nervous. That was a rare sight on the boss.

"What if she says n..." Before Roy could finish he was hoisted up from his seat and shoved towards the door.

"Your an even bigger idiot to even think that now go pack a bag and catch the first train to Resembool tomorrow morning. This needs to happen." Havoc and the rest of the team pushed Roy out the door.

"But what if she really does say no?" The look in Roy's eyes made all the men stop and stare at him for a second before continuing towards his car.

"This is you and Hawkeye we're talking about. You've been through everything together. She's not going to say no, Boss." Havoc's sincerity was nice, even as they nearly forced Roy in the car.

"Before I forget-why did Breda and Fuery slip you money after Grumman made his announcement?" Havoc grinned at the question before shrugging his shoulders.

"Oh we just made a little bet on what the announcement was about, and I won." Havoc smiled a cocky smile as if to emphasize his point.

Roy just raised an eyebrow at the response. "Well then, speaking of the announcement, when I get back I better hear that you got together with Rebecca Catalina, and you, Fuery, with Sheska. Have a good weekend everyone, see you Monday." And with that Roy left, a blushing Havoc and Fuery and snickering Breda and Falman in his wake.

"You guys know he left us with the bill right?" The men's faces sunk at the realization as they made their way back inside.

"Let me guess, Roy-boy promised to pay for your drinks?"

The four men looked up at the Madame and nodded.

"Don't worry I'll stick it on his tab, finish your drinks, you're going to help me with something."

I wonder what the Madame has planned? Please review and tell me how I did! Till next time!

Revised in 2018