Disclaimer: I don't own FMA. You don't own FMA. No one owns FMA. It is unownable. (Okay someone own FullMetal Alchemist, but it ain't me, okay?)

Okay, let's take a shot at the 100 Royai Themes. I have no clue with some of them, but I'll try.

Riza never had very much time for friends or family.

She was always either caring for Black Hayate, at work helping Roy, or at work getting her own work done. Riza Hawkeye spent a lot of time at Central HQ. Because of this, without even realizing it, she had developed a second family: her family of military personnel, to which she was more devoted to than even her biological kin.

There was the Colonel. No matter how you tell the story of Riza, you cannot leave Roy out. He was an important part of her life, even if it was not allowed to be romantically. Then there were the Elrics, who were like typical teenagers in many perspectives. They caused trouble and were always at odds with their superiors. Due to the brother's lack of mother or father, Riza had watched Roy develop into the role of an almost parental figure. He worried about the boys and always tried to help them, even if he always ended up angering them.

Of course, Fuery, Havoc, Armstrong, Breda, and Falman were part of her second family. Had it not been for them, she would never have met Black Hayate. They were also a source of entertainment at times, even if she refused to admit how amused she was by their antics. They were also handy to take out stress on. Each was stupid enough to think that one day she might actually shoot one of them.

Even Denny Brosh and Maria Ross were included. In fact, Hawkeye saw a lot in herself in the Second Lieutenant: A serious, strict woman paired up with a less focused male companion. Yet, at the same time, they were so different. Maria housed almost motherly feelings for the Elrics-especially Ed-ever since the incident in Lab 5. In addition, the feeling between Maria and Denny had an air of romance, carefully hidden to superiors. Many a time, Riza found herself sending out a silent prayer for the two of them.

Now, in her small apartment, she looked at an old picture in which Roy and she stood, surrounded by Havoc, Fuery, Falman, Armstrong, Breda, and Maes. Her eyes lingered on the smiling image of the late Lieutenant Colonel. Although she refused to let on to the other soldiers, she missed him as if he were a brother. The two of them had always been there to push Roy to the top. Without Hughes, she took on the full responsibility. Sometimes, she wondered if she would be able to live up to her duties. Not once, however, did the First Lieutenant ever doubt the Colonel's ability to become Fuhrer. The question was never if he would become Fuhrer, simply when.

This was true for every dog of the military, no matter why they joined in the first place. From Riza, to Edward, to Roy, and even the lowest of Security Personnel-everyone had each other. They were all connected to each other in some fashion, a very strange family. Military personnel were never alone; their family was always in the next office, in the mess hall, or in the dorms. Each person was a part of something greater than they were aware of.

I was born a military brat, so I personally love this one. My parents just retired a while ago, but my military family has stayed close. They'll probably never read it, but this is dedicated to everyone at the AFRC. Love you guys! And to all my readers, Happy New Years!