Note: OK, faithful readers, back by popular demand, here it is: The Sequel to "The Wedding," my Royai fic! This chapter is short but future chapters will be longer. Sorry this took so long. I will be working on this in tandem with my GajeelxLevy fic "The Guild" so updates will be less frequent than they were for "The Wedding," but I am working on it. Thank you for your patience my faithful readers. I very much appreciate all your reviews and messages.

Chapter 1

They walked together, holding hands, through the long hallway of the Central City military complex. He, in his gray tuxedo, and she, in her red formal dress, were an impossibly attractive couple.

And they were finally a couple, after many years of will-they-won't-they tension that everyone around them noticed but dared not to comment on. Riza Hawkeye and Roy Mustang no longer hid their attraction to each other, and were almost too outwardly affectionate. Almost all of their friends had caught them making out in the hall or heard obvious sex noises from outside either Roy or Riza's office. Yet no one seemed to mind, as long as they didn't have to witness any actual nudity.

They were currently on their way to the Xing/Amestris Goodwill Ball, where they would be the guests of honor, along with Emperor Ling Yao and his wife, Lan Fan, and the Ambassador of Xing, May Chang and her date, Alphonse Elric. The improvement of relations between Xing and Amestris had only improved both countries' economies, that along with the end of the war. The rebuilding of Ishval had also brought more trade and prosperity as well. Overall, the fall of the homunculi and Father had greatly improved the world. It wasn't perfect, but it was still a beautiful time to be alive, and everyone was working hard to help it stay that way.

Heymans Breda, now the official aide to the Fuhrer, stood at the grand doors at the end of the hall. He wore his regular blue military outfit and grinned when he saw his two commanding officers and friends approaching. He put his hand up in a salute.

"Fuhrer Mustang and Senator Hawkeye, all the guests have arrived," Breda announced as Mustang returned his salute.

"Thank you Breda. If you see my assistant, would you tell him I need to talk to him?" Riza asked.

"Not a problem. I'll find him and be down in a couple minutes," Breda replied, then quickly left.

Roy turned to Riza and looked at her questioningly. "Don't tell me you're gonna be working all night," he said, pouting.

She smiled and smoothed back his hair with her hand, since some of it had started to stick up. "No, I'm going to get Fuery to look over the new trade agreements so you and I can be alone tonight for once,"

"Really...?" he said seductively as he grabbed her hips, lightly moved her up against the wall and started kissing and sucking at her neck.

"Damn it Roy, you're gonna leave a mark on my skin! Also, anyone could come here and see us and..." she said angrily but her tirade against him was cut short when he pressed his mouth over hers. She whimpered a little when his tongue massaged hers and she grabbed his shoulders to anchor herself, her nails digging into his jacket.

"Riza...let's leave the ball early. I never get to see you since you got elected as Head Senator," he said, pouting, as he started stroking the inside of her thigh through the slit in her dress.

She sucked in her breath and quietly moaned when his hand got higher up on her thigh. He was about to pull off her pantyhose when they heard footsteps farther down the hall. He quickly moved away from her and took her arm while she straightened her dress. They turned around when Breda cleared his throat. Fuery was now with him.

"I found Fuery for you. I'll head down to the ball," he said, smiling, and went through the door to the ballroom.

"I need you to go over the trade agreements with Xing tonight. I need a summary before I go into the Senate to get it approved," Riza explained to Fuery.

"Can do," Fuery replied happily and quickly took off down the hall. Fuhrer Bradley's former sprawling residence had been converted to the Senate building, and all of the Senator's offices were now located there within the walls of the military complex, which was where Fuery was headed.

"I think we should go in now," Roy whispered in Riza's ear. She nodded and they walked through the double doors into the ballroom.

"Presenting Fuhrer Roy Mustang and Head Senator Riza Hawkeye," the announcer proclaimed as they entered.

"This is how it's going to be for the rest of our lives, isn't it?" he whispered to her as they proceeded down the stairs.

"If this isn't what you wanted you should have just stayed blind, then you wouldn't have to worry about it," she hissed at him, smiling and waving to the crowd who was now applauding their entrance.

"But then I wouldn't be able to see your beautiful face every day," he replied charmingly.

"Then don't complain," she teased as they reached the bottom of the stairs and descended into the crowd.