Hey,I'm way behind in fanfic-y stuff I want/have to do, because of school starting but I figured I ought to at least start some of the fics that are on my to-do list.. so to speak.

Well anyway, this is just going to be a collection of oneshot songfics, which i may vaguely connect or maybe not. Either way, this is going to have a song every chapter which i suggest listening to before reading the fic because otherwise the lyrics just look like a repetitive poem. I am open to any suggestions about future songs but do not send links, because they tend not to be very reliable. Just be sure to put both title and artist. Anyway, enjoy ^ ^

Obviously I don't own FMA. or the song in this songfic.

Song: If I Fall, by The White Tie Affair*

*Repeated use of the 'f' word, and it only bothers me because I think only Ed would talk that way but oh well.

1) If I Fall

It was ironic, really. That this song would be playing on the radio on this day, of all days. Newly appointed Furher Roy Mustang was on his way to make his acceptance speech. He was driving to Central headquarters with the radio on in the car and it seemed to capture his thoughts and mood perfectly. Even as he walked through the door it was still replaying in his mind.

Behind the raised platform's curtain, his faithful former First Lieutenant (now his official head bodyguard), Riza Hawkeye approached him.

"Furher Roy Mustang, sir, everyone has arrived."

"What? Oh, um, excellent."

"Are you ready, sir?"

"Yes, I have my speech. But you know, I heard a song on the radio today on the way here and it made me think."

"What about, sir?"

"My goal being reached. Our goal. Becoming a reality. And what lies ahead and what's been already done."

Riza waited. There was nobody else behind the curtain as they had left to do crowd patrol in the restless audience.

"It went a little like this:" and Roy began singing softly as best he could remember.

"So you heard, that I'm on my way

Wish that I didn't have to say

Goodbye. I'll rely on your faith in me."

He took a deep breath and continued.

"I got my feet on the ground,

But my head's in the clouds

Can't forget where I come from

I hope your there when I'm done

I got my feet on the ground

But my head's in the clouds

Can't forget where I come from

I hope your there when I'm..."

Roy continued, a little more strongly.

"What If I fall along the way would

You be there to ease the pain?

It's my one shot can't fuck it up

And throw it away. Won't be long.

Won't be long before I break."

Riza began mouthing the words with him.

"It's the touch, and the taste

It's the feel of a brand new place

When I go, you'll be there,

In a month in a year."

They sang together now, at a normal speaking tone and looking into each other's eyes.

"I got my feet on the ground

But my head's in the cloud

Can't forget where I come from

I hope your there when I'm done

I got my feet on the ground

But my head's in the clouds

Can't forget where I come from

I hope your there when I'm..."

They sang a little louder, and others began walking behind the curtain to see what the cause for delay was.

"What If I fall along the way would

You be there to ease the pain?

It's my one shot can't fuck it up

And throw it away. Won't be long.

Won't be long before I break.

So you think that I am wasting my time

But I'm ready, ready to go.

So you know I've got this under control

But I'm ready...

What if I fall before along the way would you be there

To ease the pain? Cause it's my one shot

Can't fuck it up and throw it away, won't be long..."

By now all the people who were helping backstage were gathered at the edge of the curtain, listening to the duo.

"What If I fall along the way would

You be there to ease the pain?

It's my one shot can't fuck it up

And throw it away. Won't be long.

Won't be long before I break.

What If I fall along the way would

You be there to ease the pain?

It's my one shot can't fuck it up

And throw it away. Won't be long.

Won't be long before I break."

As they neared the end of the song, their voices got lower and lower until it was a whisper.

"So you think that I am wasting my time

But I'm ready, ready to go.

So you know I've got this under control

But I'm ready..."

Suddenly, the pair was pulled out of their kind of stupor as their small audience applauded. Furher and bodyguard blushed and hastily began preparing for the speech. Their initially unnoticed audience smiled to themselves, Havoc, Breda, Falman, Fuery, Gracia Hughes, restored Alphonse Elric, and even his brother Edward had muttered, "It's about damn time."

-End-

Not bad! Actually I'm very pleased at my first attempt at non-humor fanfiction. Which reminds me, in the suggestions if you'd like it to be certain genre or pairing, i'll consider that. I even included a few humor songs myself in the ones I've already chosen to use in future chapters.

Thanks for reading, especially if you read the annoyingly long auther's notes as well ^ ^

PLEASE review! I've been trying harder to, and now as an author I see how much it really makes your day. Honestly, I don't care if you hated it.

Thanks again for reading! I'll shoot for an update as soon as i possibly can. At the earliest, next week.

~tinytokirabbit7 ^ ^ 3