A FullMetal Alchemist FanFiction

Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye

Romance/Angst

Falling on and on my knees again
With my days and nights I lay
All I see is as cold as emptiness
An old picture fades away

My solitude forever
My solitude tonight

My solitude forever
Asking for love and dreams tonight
My solitude tonight
But what I feel is pain and hate

And the rain is falling down on me
A tarnished glass reflects my soul
There are no tears that dim my eyes again
Time is crawling... So slow

My solitude forever
My solitude tonight

My solitude forever
Feeling alone in a crowded world
My solitude tonight
With my tales and my desires
My solitude forever
As a shadow I walk away

:.H:O.:

Why? Why do we have to go to a masquerade? Roy Mustang thought as he entered the ball room. He grimaced as his suit began to itch and the women who were not dancing began to recognize him and wink seductively at him. Roy went up the banister and stood alone. He heard footsteps coming and sighed.

"I'm not dancing if that's what you are think-"

Roy stopped as he realized he was talking to a man. The man was wearing a royal blu suit and his face was adroned with a golden mask. After all, it WAS a masquerade. The man looked abashed at Roy and smirked.

"Whoa, I never knew a man CAN ask a man to dance in a BALL ROOM!"

Roy recognized the voice as Maes Hughes's.

"Shut it, Maes."

Maes looked inquisitively at Roy. Roy was wearing a crimson suit with a matching black tie. His mask was of scarlet and gold colors that framed Roy's face perfectly.

"My, you dressed for the occasion." Maes smirked.

Roy sent him a death glare. Maes understood what Roy meant.

"So, you got anyone to dance with?" Maes asked.

"No."

"That's good. I brought Gracia here and her friend too." Maes said with a trace of curiosity in his voice.

"Fine." was all Roy said.

"Fine? What did I-" Maes was cut off by Roy walking down the stairs.

"This is going to be for the history books." Maes grinned.

:.H:O.:

Roy scanned through the area in search for this MYSTERY WOMAN. He approached a lady with black hair in pigtails and wearing a red dress that showed much cleavage in her chest cavity.

"Excuse me, but do you know where Gracia Hughes is?" Roy knew that asking that question would be his clue to this mystery person.

Only a handful knew of Maes' marriage, if their faces aren't bombarded with pictures of Elysia.

The woman stared at Roy and down his body. She looked up and had a blank look on her face.

"Never heard of her." She said, bluntly.

Roy apologized for intruding and walked somewhere else. He sighed contentedly. At least she wasn't that WOMAN. Roy began to approach another lady but was distracted when something or rather someone caught his eyes.

The lady in question wore a flowing black and burgundy gown. It was laced in scarlet and its bodice was tight. She wore black elbow length gloves. She wore a black mask with embroidered flowers on it. Her hair was of a bright, vivacious yellow. Somewhere between sunlight and daisies. It cascaded down to her waist. She had warm, amber eyes that Roy felt he could just look at them and feel satisfied.

Roy approached the lady. As he got closer, he thought she looked oddly familiar.

"Excuse me ma'am but do you know where Gracia Hughes is?" Roy asked.

The lady, unlike the other women, only focused on his face. Especially his obsidian black eyes.

"She's in the lady's room." She said.

Roy muttered a thanks and was about to introduce himself when he was pulled back.

"You like her?" A deep voice, male, asked.

"What? I just met her, Maes!" Roy grumbled.

"Yeah, sure." Maes mocked mischievously.

"Oh God, fine, I like her." Roy admitted. He looked back at the woman who was standing alone near the pillars of the Fuhrer's mansion, drinking wine.

"Then go and get her." Maes sneered playfully. Roy shot him a gaping look that must have looked like a dying sheep.

"Fine, but I am not going to hit on her." Roy warned.

As soon as Roy left, Gracia approached Maes.

"When did you ever look so beautiful?" Maes asked, dumbly.

"Stop it. Anyway, do you know what happened between Roy and Riza?" Gracia whispered.

"No. Roy was dead silent about it for a whole year." Maes recalled.

"Riza told me only after 2 years."

"What happened anyway?" Maes curiously inquired.

"She said she found Roy cheating on her...on their anniversary too," Gracia whispered, tears covering her eyes at the prospect.

:.H:O.:

Roy approached the lady and this time, she smiled.

"Hello, it's me again. I don't recall telling you my name. Colonel Roy Mustang at your service." Roy said with his trademark grin that made women fall for him.

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE

Instead of the usual blushing he got from his grin, he only saw a flicker of anger and pain across her features.

"If you're one of those perverts going around and hitting on women, get out of my sight." The lady said, anger etched in her voice.

Roy could feel a hole in his confidence.

"No, no, of course not..." Roy hastily said, hands up in defense.

"Then, would you care for a dance?" The lady asked.

I'M NOT STUPID, JUST IGNORANT OF YOUR LIES

"Of course." Roy said.

The woman allowed herself to be carried away into the dancing floor. There, they began the waltz. Roy's mind was focused on the lady in front of him. There was something VERY familiar about her. From the way she moves to the way she talks.

Knowing that everything will be clear at the end of the ball, Roy managed to focus on the dance.

Their bodies fitted perfectly. They moved elegantly as one swayed while the other twisted.

People began to look at the dancing pair with amazement. Maes and Gracia were astounded to see how Roy was an incredible dancer. As the duo moved elegantly to the rhythm of the orchestra; the Fuhrer, King Bradley made his way onto the dais.

He clicked at a bell which rang throughout the room. The duo stopped dancing to face the Fuhrer.

"To the citizens of Central, this has been a delectable evening. I commend all of you for sparing your time to engage in this festive soiree. As midnight arrives, the unmasking begins!"

Soon, people began to remove their masks. Grumbles, squeals and chatter were heard everywhere.

"Thank you. This has been an extravagantly beautiful evening." The lady humbly curtseyed. She left Roy's side and began to mingle with the other attendees. Roy quickly removed his mask as the lady began to merge with the crowd.

"Wait!! Please, tell me your name! You look so familiar!! Hey, please!" Roy shouted through the crowd.

YOU DON'T EVEN REMEBER ME ANYMORE

The lady stopped as she began to remove the strap from her mask.

"My name..."

The mask slid off and Roy stopped, dumbfounded.

"Is Riza Hawkeye."

/Riza? Back? No wonder Maes was giddy!/

"Riza!! Wait!!"

Too late. Riza had disappeared into the crowd. Roy began to fumble in the crowd, searching for her.

After a few moments, only a few remained. Roy stared blankly on the balcony. Riza was gone and the last thing he saw of her was her eyes.

Full of sadness and pain.

Author's Note: The song is from the band "Theatres des Vampires". The story is actually about how Riza found out that Roy was cheating on her...and the whys and hows will be revealed in the following chapters. Oh, and yeah! Please review! They give me a reason to write stories.!!