Riza: Last time I had Riza get raped, this time, something happens to Roy. I'm sorry, Roy fan club members, but it is a really good story and I just have to write it down sorry don't kill me -hides-
Kago: Why are we hiding?
Riza: -pushes Kago out of the hiding spot- kill her instead!!
Kago: HEY!!! Are you using me as a distraction for the Roy fan girls AGAIN?!
Riza: yes
Kago: ok lol
Roy Mustang awoke in a cold sweat. The dream had yet again seemed so real that he could've sworn it had really happened, but he knew that if he thought that way then he'd just run to her house to make sure she was alive, AGAIN! He swung his legs over the side of his bed and stood, stifling a huge yawn. He glanced at the clock; it was only 12:30. He sighed and padded his way down the dark hall, flicking on the lights. He lit a fire in the fire place with a snap and sat on the couch watching the flames. He lay down and relaxed, watching the red flames dance before his eyes. He felt his eyes grow heavy and before he knew what happened, he was asleep.
As the colonel slept, a small spark caused a little bit of flaming wood to fall onto the carpeted floor of his apartment.
Riza woke to a loud shrill ringing. She thought it had been her alarm clock, but when she looked, the clock only said 3:34 am. It took her a minute to figure out that it was the telephone. She rubbed her eyes and got out of bed, going to the living room of her small one-person apartment. She picked up the phone.
"Hello?" She asked sleepily, stifling a yawn.
"Yes, hello, is this a Miss Elizabeth Hawkeye?" A man's voice replied. Riza woke immediately, worried.
"Yes, I'm Elizabeth Hawkeye, what's the matter?"
"Your Brigadier General, Roy Mustang, is here in Saint Christopher's Hospital."
"What? Um…what happened?"
"His apartment caught on fire around one o'clock. We were not able to reach anyone else so we called you."
"I understand; I'll be there in a minute."
"I'll be in the main lobby, what do you look like?"
"I'm blond and I'll be wearing blue pajamas and a black coat."
"Alright." Riza was crying as she hung up the phone. She sank to her knees and began to sob uncontrollably. She forced herself to calm down and stood, grabbing her coat. She put it on quickly as she ran out the door. She got in the car and drove straight there. She pulled in the parking lot and walked as fast as I could without running, into the main lobby.
"Miss Hawkeye?" A voice said behind her. She turned and saw a middle-aged doctor standing there.
"Are you the doctor taking care of Brigadier General Roy Mustang?"
"Yes, I'll take you to see him…" He said, walking with her to a clean room. There was Roy Mustang, unconscious from breathing in the ashes and smoke, hooked up to a breathing assistant. He had a burn on his arm that looked very bad and serious and he had a few cuts on his face that had burnt skin around them, probably from little flaming bits of wood hitting his face. Riza felt tears return to her eyes as she looked at him. She walked over to his side, the one where there wasn't a burn on his arm. She sat in the chair and rubbed his arm softly as if it calmed him, but it really only clamed her. The doctor said something that Riza didn't hear and left. He had closed the door behind him.
Riza took Roy's hand in her hands and hugged it softly, kissing the knuckles every now and then as she cried.
"Roy Mustang, don't you dare die on me." She repeated for the second time. The first time had been after Archer shot him at the Fuhrer's mansion. That was when she noticed he didn't have the eye patch on. She looked at his eye. It had healed considerably, but she didn't think that he could see from it. She sniffled and wiped her eyes with sleeve. She released his hand, laying it back down by his side and stood. A little bathroom with a shower was connected to the room. She knew he wouldn't mind if she took a shower so she went and took a quick shower to calm herself and dried herself with one of the white towels offered to patients and family who were staying there. She came back to find him still unconscious. He coughed and woke up, she quickly returned to his side. He turned and smiled a bit before coughing again.
"Hey, Riza…" He said softly, his voice slightly wheezy.
"Hi…" She replied, a tear sliding down her face.
"Don't cry." He said, slightly alarmed.
"But…your hurt…why shouldn't I cry?"
"You shouldn't cry for me…I'm not worth it."
"Shut up…" She said, sobbing a little. She sank to her knees and cried into her arms which were rested on the edge of the bed. Roy stroked her hair gently as she cried for the two of them. He was so used to seeing the tough, always on target Riza that he sometimes forgot this loving, caring womanly side of her. He liked this side much better, though she cried a lot.
"Riza, please don't cry, I don't like it when you cry…" He said as her sobbing calmed down a bit. She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. He grabbed a tissue and cleaned her face gently. He tossed it into the basket and moved his hand back up to tuck a loose bit of hair behind her ear. She smiled her breathing shaky.
"If you die, I'll never forgive you." She said and he smiled.
"I love you, too, Riza." He said with a smile and caught her off guard.
"You…what?"
"I said, 'I love you'." She was smiling and crying a little again.
"I love you, Roy Mustang." She said happily, still crying a bit.
"I love you more, Riza Hawkeye."
"Are you being serious or is that what you tell all those girls you date?"
"I'm serious, you don't see them standing here in their pajamas, crying cuz I got hurt; do you? And you don't see them shooting ass holes who get to close to me; do you?" He said and she laughed a little. She smiled and kissed his forehead gently.
"Here…" She said, holding out the spare eyes patch she carried around for him, though thinking to herself that he really didn't need it, he looked fine without it.
"I know you don't want me to wear it, Riza." He said, not taking it. She blinked twice in confusion.
"How do you…"
"You're eyes tell me everything you're thinking. Why do you think I like looking into your beautiful eyes all the time?" She smiled and blushed a little, looking away, lowering the hand with the eye patch in it.
"Am I aloud to leave yet?" Roy whined like a little kid as Riza peeled an orange for him.
"No."
"Why not?"
"You burns are really serious." She replied simply. Roy pouted cutely and Riza couldn't help, but laugh a little at how cute he looked. He smiled and put his hand out. Riza tore of a slice of orange and handed it to him. He smiled as he ate it.
"Can't you talk to them about letting me out early?"
"If you get out of her early then you have to go back to work." She said and he was silent. She smirked a little and looked up at him, still peeling the orange without looking.
"I don't want to work, but I hate hospitals; they smell like sick people."
"I wonder why?" Riza replied sarcastically. Roy smiled and held his hand out. Riza handed him another orange slice. He smiled, popping it into his mouth as she watched, still peeling the orange.
"Could I go up and look at the babies again today, Riza? PLEASE!?" He begged. When he was bored, he'd ask Riza to take him up to the nursery to watch the newborn babies; it had become his favorite pastime. She smiled and nodded. They stayed quiet, watching each other's eyes.
"OW!!" Riza yelled and stuck her finger in her mouth. Roy was alarmed.
"What happened?"
"Nothing, I just cut myself, that's all."
"Let me see." He said. She removed her finger and put it in front of him. He took a band aid from the bedside table draw and put it easily on her finger. She smiled and looked at the knife.
"Thank you…" She said. She stood and went into the bathroom, cleaning the blood off of the knife. She returned and finished peeling the orange with her hands. She took one slice and handed the rest to Roy. She ate her piece with a smile as he at the rest.
"Thank you for letting me stay here for a while, Riza." He said with a smile and she smiled back.
"It's no problem, Roy." She said and took his hand.
"Where are you taking me?" He asked as she gently pulled him outside.
"You'll see." She said sweetly and kept pulling him.
Flashback:
"How come I have to eat fruit, can't I have a nice, cheesy pizza?"
End:
She pulled him down the street and entered the Pizzeria. He had a huge smile on his face when Riza told him to go get a seat for them. She came back, a minute later with two cups of soda and he smiled happily.
"You're the best." He said taking a sip. She smiled and took a sip of hers.
"Order number 28." The guy said. Riza stood and walked over to get their pizza and Roy watched her hips swing as she did so. He smirked as she turned to come back to the table and she noticed the smirk, blushing.
"Thank you, Riza." He said as he swallowed a bite of pizza. She laughed a little.
"Your welcome." She said.
"I have to go back to work tomorrow don't I?" He asked and she nodded. A soft sigh escaped his mouth.
"Alright…" He said and she was shocked that he agreed to go back. She smiled.
"Welcome back, Chief." Havoc (A/N: I HATE HAVOC SO MUCH LOL) said as he walked through the door. Riza smiled as the Brigadier General groaned.
"Sorry, sir, but you have to go to work." She said and he looked at her with a face that says 'come on, Rize, back me up here!'
"Colonel Hawkeye."
"Yes, sir?"
"Brief Havoc on his new mission and get him out of here and to his own office, please."
"Yes, sir." She said and handed Havoc the files he needed to fill out for the day and return to Roy by that afternoon. Havoc saluted and left. She smiled as he left and suddenly felt Roy's arms around her waist.
"Riza…I love you…" He said. She smiled and leaned back against him.
"I love you, too, Roy." She said and closed her eyes as he rocked them back and forth as he hummed a soft love song she'd heard before. As he began to slow his humming, she opened her eyes slightly, keeping them half-lidded. He smiled.
Riza: Kay, there's the beginning, the plot starts next chapter
Kago: Lemon?
Riza: I don't know yet
Kago: Then why's it rated M?
Riza: Cuz I'm going to have at least one lemon at the end
Kago: Oh…got it :-