A/N: This story is loosely inspired by the song "Fishin in the Dark" by the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. I don't regularly listen to Country music, but I know all the words to this song by heart and for some reason it just makes me happy.
It was 6 in the morning and the first day that Riza Hawkeye had allowed herself to sleep in in over 10 years. Yet here she lay, staring blankly at her alarm clock not knowing what to do with herself. Roy had finally given up trying to convince her to take some vacation time and simply ordered it of her. Now she was facing an entire week away from work and had no idea what to do.
Stretching her arms, she looked toward the end of the bed where Hayate was curled up still sleeping. The lack of alarm clock did not bother him in the slightest. He had one paw flug haphazardly over his face while the other was outstretched toward his tail, which had begun wagging as she leaned back against the headboard. It was a profoundly peaceful moment that neither of them had had the chance to thoroughly enjoy before.
Suddenly a knock at her front door broke through the silence. Riza's eyes narrowed and Hayate turned his head sideways at the intrusion of their reverie.
Throwing the bed covers off and grabbing a robe from her bathroom, Riza padded to the door not sure who to be expecting. She took a peek through the spyhole and stood rooted in the position for the moment before unlatching the chain and flinging the door wide open to face her commanding officer.
Roy stood there, a twinkle in his eye, a fishing pole in his hand and a wide grin on his face.
"I believe, Elizabeth, that I promised you a fishing trip."
So here is the prologue. This is my first Royai story I felt was good enough to post here and I would like to thank MoonStarDutchess for inspiring me to get back into writing.
Look forward to more of this story in the coming weeks. I hope to finish before Royai Day.
Thanks!
-NommxNomm
