As much as I act like the Lieutenant in my day to day life, sadly neither she nor any of the FMA characters are mine. Enjoy.
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Colonel Roy Mustang sighed gently, not looking up. His First Lieutenant had just added a ton of paperwork to his already unruly stack. He mumbled his sarcastic 'thanks' as he continued the one he was working on.
The blonde cleared her throat nervously. This caused his charcoal eyes to meet her mahogany ones.
"Yes, Hawkeye?"
Riza shifted a little before straightening herself, "Sir, a request for absence is on the top of that stack. If I could get your approval…"
Mustang looked at her with genuine surprise. Quickly, he snatched the paper off the pile to begin reading it over. "You are taking a vacation? Wow. It's about time you had fun… Lieu… Ten… Ant…" He stared at the form, completely at a loss of words.
"As you see, I have asked off with adequate time before hand. I have a statement saying that it is needed. If you could ju-"
"Maternity leave?" Her superior officer's voice jumped an octave at the words.
Riza sucked in a breath before reaching to shut the door, but not without seeing the staring eyes of the rest of his crew. "Sir. I would rather not go into this."
Black hair shook with his head as he tried to process this. He finally looked up to her again, somewhere between hurt and confused. "Lieutenant… Why did you not tell me?"
"There was no need until now," she stated matter-of-factly.
"How far along are you?"
"I am just shy of six months. As you can see, I am taking the las-"
He arose, watching her with those betrayed eyes, "Who is the father?"
This caused Riza to hesitate, looking down after a moment of silence to avoid his eyes. She could hear his heavy footfalls approach her and when she looked up again, he was only a few feet away.
"Who, Riza?" he practically whispered.
Tears welled up in her dark eyes, she shook her head as her only sign of protest.
Roy's face changed dramatically, going from pained to steel. He stayed quiet when he spoke, "Were you ever going to tell me?"
"You have a goal, Sir. You needn't worry about my personal life."
He shook his head before reaching out to gently touch her cheek, causing the tears she held back to fall. For a long moment, all he did was stare at her with his hardened expression.
"You know I can't just ignore the fact this might be-"
With a frustrated noise, she pushed his hand away, "It was a night I went alone to the bar, Sir. Now, please, just sign the request so I can turn it in."
They watched each other in tense silence for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, Roy nodded.
"As you wish, Lieutenant."
So, this has been bouncing around in my head for the last few days. Sorry it's so short. I plan on adding onto it as more bits come in AND I actually want to turn it into a multichapter work. Please review and stuff if you like it or if you would want to see the story progress. Much love as always. 3