Sleep Tight

Mustang, Hawkeye, Havoc, Feury, Black Hayate and Breda were all cramped inside a military issued car. That had been investigating a series of murders and found the murderers, a rogue alchemist and his minions. Mustangs original plan had been to get Hayate to track down the alchemist then blow the shit out of the place however they had discovered there were hostages. A smoke bomb, a flash grenade, a bucket of water and fifteen gunshots later, Mustang had been rendered useless, Hawkeye had protected his sorry ass and disabled most of the minions, Havoc had knocked out the alchemist and the hostages had been released. Now they were exhausted.

"Ummm, Colonel?" Feury called from the back of the car.

"Yes?" His eyes didn't leave the road as he turned a corner.

"The Lieutenant fell asleep"

He glanced at the mirror to look at her. Her face was relaxed as she slept, her head leaning on Havoc's shoulder and her arms wrapped around her waist. Feury who was sat beside her had Black Hayate on his lap who was also asleep.

Roy smiled softly,"we're nearly at her apartment, just leave her for now"

The car stopped outside a complex of apartments and Roy got out.

"Hey Havoc, think you can lift her? Pass her to me?" Roy lifted her easily and she nuzzled into his shirt, still asleep.

"Do you need help with the key or anything sir?" Havoc asked, watching him.

They looked like a real couple, him holding her bridal style and her looking content in his arms. Hayate lept out of the car and looked up at his Mistress, head cocked to one side.

"No, it'll be fine, do you guys mind waiting out here" he asked, it was rhetorical as he had already turned and entered the building.


He knew it was number 306. As he stepped into the elevator he leaned against the wall, adjusting Riza in his arms. One of her hands tangled itself in his shirt. Outside her door he stopped, how was he going to get in without disrupting her sleep?

He pulled the spare key she had given him from his pocket and carefully unlocked the door, entering before kicking it shut. He quickly lay her on her bed. He attempted to straighten himself only to find she had grasped his shirt with both hands and wasn't letting go.

With a sigh he sat on the edge of the bed and slowly began prying her hands open. Hayate trotted in, his tail wagging as he wandered towards the dog bed in the corner of the room and Kay down, panting happily.

"Come on Riza" he murmured as he slowly loosened her grip.

"Stay" the word was muffled but Roy could just about hear it.

He smiled as he lay down, wrapping his arms around her.


"Yo Roy- err, bad timing?" Havoc, Breda and Feury peered in, apparently too impatient to wait in the car.

They were greeted by a sleeping Riza Hawkeye who currently had her face buried in Mustangs shirt and Roy Mustang who had his arms wrapped around her midriff and his chin resting on top of her head.

"Shhhh, here just take the car" he whispered, throwing the keys at them.

They backed away and the door clicked shut. He could hear them in the corridor as they walked away.

"Breda you owe me 150 cenz!" Havoc's voice laughed.

"They could have waited a week! Then I'd have won" Breda's voice replied.

Trust them to bet on his relationship status. Roy rolled his eyes, reaching up to release her hair from its clip. He could help but grin as it cascaded down her shoulders and absent-mindedly stroked it. So the guys bet on them getting together? If Riza found out they were screwed.

He smiled at the thought before settling into a deep peaceful slumber.


I always imagine that Roy drives Riza home and stuff when she stays late to make him actually work and that he sometimes ends up carrying her if she falls asleep and then she makes him stay. Riza probably has a really affectionate side behind closed doors, I mean after Roy called her and knew she wasn't okay she was hugging Hayate but in public she keeps a perfect soldier face. They were just made for each other 3