Disclaimer: Hiromu Arakawa owns Full Metal Alchemist. I don't.

A/N: My first shot at a two shot. Please review.

Angel Chapter 1: Shot

She had been taken. She did not choose to go, but the circumstances say otherwise. No matter how good at sharp shooting she was, death was imminent in that crazy rain of bullets.

He was there when he saw her fall. They were once again sent to the front lines to battle against the country of Creta. The soldiers of Creta were firing all their ammunition at the Amestrision army. It was a Creta bullet that took her life. He witnessed the entire event. It was as if it happened in slow motion. That particular bullet aimed for her abdomen, pierced through it and burned all the flesh it came into contact with. Finally, it slowed down its speed and lodged itself onto the walls of her lungs. Riza Hawkeye dropped her rifle, her brown-red eyes wide in surprise and horror, as dark crimson stained her blue uniform a sickening purple. Time seemed to come to a standstill as he, Roy Mustang, Colonel of Amestris, caught the First Lieutenant as she fell.

She held on to her life as it slipped past her hands. Her agony, her pain… He could practically feel it happening to him. "Hawkeye, you can't die on me, not now!" he cried out as blood appeared on the outline of her mouth.

"S-sumimasen… Taisan.." she whispered, blood leaving trails down the left side of her mouth, " I failed… to protect… you…" Riza coughed up more blood, her vision growing worse every second, her wound searing pain from the bullet.

Roy panicked when he felt Riza's body losing heat. Immediately, he thought of using friction to incorporate heat into her. "It's no use, Taisan…," Riza whispered, "No amount of heat can bring it back…" The fire in her eyes dimmed slightly. "De-demo… Taisan… at least… now… I can protect you… wherever you go…" Riza smiled a she closed her eyes. She drew her last breath, and her body became still. Roy could not hold it back any longer. Tears spilled out like a mountain spring as he held on to Riza's cold, lifeless body as the sounds of fighting echoed around them.

A/N: Ok… it kinda sucked at the last paragraph. Can't believe I took 45 minutes to write out this draft! Mrs Asakura Hao, this is NOT dedicated to you, it is for all Royai fans out there. Don't make me repeat it in school. I don't wanna be your screamer box again.