Auther-Hey to all my readers this is a song fic a trubute roy/riza and there child
Disclamer- Okay I DONT own fma but i wish i did ,hey who dosnt?
Singer and song- this is a Luther Vandross song and its " to dance with my father "
Now on with the fic!
riza & roy are now married with a 3 year old girl named emily
Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
Flashback
"Mommy Mommy" sreamed 3 year old emily
"Why are they buring daddy,He said he has to do his work! he cant sleep untill he was finshed" cryed the little girl
now crying riza stood watching them put the dirt on top of the cofen didnt know how to spell that
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
"They cant do this!" sreamed emily "why would someone wanna take him from this world ,why why why,why!"
"someone hated daddy and wanted... Him gone from this world" riza said picking upb emily leting tears fly freely down her cheaks.
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
end flashback
-some 8 years larter-
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
momma" "momma" said emily now 11 years old trying to get riza up
"Momma get up come on "
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
"momma?'' emily cryed
"Oh no!" emily ran to get the phone to call 911
- 2 hours larter-
the dr came out of the room riza was in and sat down to talk to emily
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
im sorry he said
"She is gone"
'Cause I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream
A/N
SOO ...
WAS IT GOOD
sry 4 it being so short
