All Eyes On Me
It's been some months since Ed and Al had recovered their bodies back; Al was a fully functioning teenage boy at the tender age of 14. His memories of the past were a bit spotty, but otherwise he was doing great. Ed was impatient as ever though he got his arm back, his left leg was still automail, but he was fine. Both brothers were happy and couldn't wait to get back on their feet. They still don't know how but even though Ed gave up his alchemy to get Al's body back both boys were still able to do it. They really didn't care about the why they were just too happy that they still could perform to even care. Just two weeks into his recovery Ed resigned from the military, his goal had been reached, and life was good. He and Al were staying at The Green Pony a high scale hotel in Central. Normally they would have returned to Resembol, but since granny Pinako died last year, and Winry was adopted by Gracia Hughes because of some new permanent law concerning orphans, so the boys decided to make a life in Central. While the boys were recovering at the hotel, they were oblivious to the war concerning them at headquarters.
Because Ed had resigned from the Military the state considered him and Al orphans. So their friends were desperately trying to find someone to adopt the boys, before they were turned over to group homes where they were sure to be separated. After all they went through we couldn't let them be separated by a stupid adoption law that couldn't be repealed. We asked everyone but no one could adopt the boys.
Havoc couldn't adopt them because he said he couldn't take care of himself let alone two teenage boys.
Gracia wanted to do it, but with the whole unresolved sexual tensions between Ed and Winry, she didn't think raising them as siblings would be a great idea.
Breda, Falman, and Fuery all felt they weren't ready and too young to be parents, although they did care for the boys greatly, they said they couldn't do it.
We didn't even consider the Armstrongs'.
Fuhrer Grumman was too old, but he said he knew two people who would make wonderful parents to the boys. He went on to brag how these people made it through years of being secretly married, and despite bumps in the road, managed to stay true to their duty. How the woman was the top gunwoman in the whole military, beating men and women in accuracy. The man, who everyone knew would one day become Fuhrer just a matter of when he would obtain the position remained in question, who was hotter than hot when he wore his white gloves with the red designs on them.
It didn't take rocket scientist to know who Grumman was talking about, it didn't help that he kept glancing at me while he was describing these two people. One by one the other occupants of the conference room turned to look at me. I went over all the reasons why the best shooter in the military, and the flame alchemist would be bad choices, but I couldn't come up with anything that outweighed the chances of the boys going to a group home, and with said flame alchemist in the Ishaval region rebuilding it, I had to make this decision on my own. It didn't help that I had orders from him to help makes the best decision concerning the boys.
While I was lost in my thoughts Grumman had already placed the adoption papers in front of me. Could I do it, hell could we do it, raise two teenage boys in Ishaval. Help guide them and prepare them with the tools they would need as an adult. Then I thought about what all we have been though these past few years and I realized we had been doing that already. With my mind made up I picked up the pen and signed on the dotted lines. Because of who I was I was also able to sign for the flame alchemist. There was a moment of silence as I put the pen down and the ink dried. Then all of a sudden everybody was cheering.
Fuhrer Grumman was in the corner by his chess set doing a little jig and talking about gaining to grandkids with a big smile on his face.
Armstrong was behind me with his damn sparkles talking about how the boys will grow into fine young men worthy of the Mustang name.
Breda, Havoc, Falman, and Fuery were beside me laughing about how Ed and Mustang were going to kill each other, and
Gracia sweet sweet Gracia was congratulating me on the joys of entering the world of parenthood.
"And that's How I Riza Hawkeye- Mustang become mother/legal guardian to Ed and Al Elric now Mustang."
AN: Hello this is my first fma story. I haven't read the manga but I do watch the show. I always love parental Roy and Riza, and I feel there are enough stories with that so I decided to try me hand at it. Sorry for any grammar and spelling errors that are present. Please review and let me know should I continue this story.