Author's Note: Hiyah everyone! This is the counterpart of Riza's "The hawk on the cliff" which I will be post soon...(I think) you can choose to read it together or which one to read first.

We will have five-shots, five chaps because I can't put all of it in one chapter...I'm really a dumb.

Anyways, this is my first time to write a fanfic in English. Don't mind my grammar and vocabulary please hahah

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA, only plot and OCs.

I.

Apples would be good in this windy day.

As he played with his pencil, wind was strongly blowing the window in front of his desk and, suddenly, it hit his forehead in the right angle.

"Och…" Roy cried, "What the hell…"

Whewwww

The sound of wind responded him.

He sighed and tried to focus on his study, but this time, it wasn't the window or wind that interrupted him.

A little squirrel climbed on a tree that planted beside his study room. It stared him with its large black eyes. But the thing that caught his eyes was the big apple in its tiny hands. Like knowing what he was thinking, it munched the apple hungrily and (if he didn't imagine) mockingly. And then fled away.

He felt his stomach growling and cursed in his breath that one day he would make a grilled squirrel. "That little bastard evil squirrel…" He got up, put his book on shelf and rushed to his master's room.

Standing in front of the old brown door, he gently knocked and opened into the room. His master was sitting on the same old chair and writing something quietly. Books and sheets shattered around the floor. Only old lamp that gave light to this room. Outside of the window showed how gray of the sky at the moment.

"Er…sorry, Master." Roy nervously called his master, afraid that he interrupted his master's study. When Master Hawkeye didn't answer him, he tried again. "Master?"

This time he received a quiet "what?" and "oh…it's you", then his master muttered about something that he could catch only "…not her".

"I'd like to take a break and go to town. Is that okay?" He asked.

His master looked up from his work and narrowed his haunted eyes at him, "So…you want to go flirting with little chicks in the town…"

Smirking, he said. "Actually, your apprentice is charming and popular among the girls, Master."

Master Hawkeye snorted and returned to his study, "As long as you don't use that 'charm' with my daughter, you can go flirting with any girl, Roy."

Roy's smirk disappeared. He bid goodbye quietly to his master and rushed out of the room. Exciting about little trip or embarrassing about his 'joke', Berthold really had no idea.

Really. He sneered, 'Just wish that the storm wouldn't come so soon…'

"Oh! Good afternoon, my little friend!" The shopkeeper greeted him with a wide smile behind the stall with several fruit.

Roy smiled in return and walked to her, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Johnson. You looks great today. Do you have a new hair style?"

Mrs. Johnson giggled, "You can't use that flirt with me, Roy. So, what do you want? Orange? Apple?"

"2 kilos of apples, please."

"Let me get new ones for you. Wait a minute." As he nodded, she walked inside and shouted something.

Roy took a moment to sneak at a box of strawberries. Maybe Riza…

"Mister Roy? It's really you!" A bunch of 15 years-girls approached him and screamed in joy when fully saw his face. He was a little stunned when they looked at him with such a gleaming eyes, but recovered quickly as he greeted them. "Oh. Hi….girls."

"We've been admiring you for a long time! You don't know how glad we are! We've always wanted to talk with you!" One of the girls said.

"I'm also glad have a chat with pretty young women like you all," He winked and the girls melt.

"If you don't mind, would you like to—"

"Ahem." Mrs. Johnson came out from the inside and handed Roy a bag of apples. "Sorry, girly. But the storm is coming and our Roy has a study. So maybe next time." The girls tried to open their mouth to protest but Roy took a chance to decline, smiling. "Sorry, maybe next time. I'm really glad to meet you."

After the girls left looking disappointed, he gave Mrs. Johnson money and hold the bag tightly. "Thank you very much."

"No problem," she picked a box of strawberries that he sneaked at before the girls came and handed to him, "For Riza."

"But-"

"Give it to Riza and tell her 'You're beautiful, Riza', then I will take that you've paid for it," she winked.

Blushing, he muttered a thank you and left. Hearing a laughing and teasing behind him, he ignored and headed toward the destination.

His eyes scanned through the students who walked out of school. When his eyes caught a sight of blonde bangs, he rushed to her and shouted her name. Her eyes narrowed doubtfully as she made her way to him. "Mister Mustang, what are you doing here?"

He gave her a bright smile, "Buying apples, greeting people and picking you up!"

She snorted as she walked past him, "Flirting again, I guess."

"What?! Not you, too!"

"And isn't that true, Mister Mustang?"

"Hey! Don't use that sneaky tone with me, Riza! And you know that I'm a popular guy so it can't help when some girls try to talk with me!"

Her brown eyes glanced back with boredom and, suddenly, she became silence.

"Riza…why do you look tense? Something happened? Tell me, maybe I can help you," his tone became soft as he tried to talk with her.

She looked up at him nervously, "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Shot me a lot." He gave her an assuring smile.

"So…if you really get a lot of girls trying to 'seduce' you…" Roy decided to ignore the harsh word she chose and concentrated with her next words. She turned her face away like feeling embarrassing to ask. "Come on, Riza…"

She bit her lips and turned back to look into his eyes, "…have you ever been….er…..in…love?"

He felt like there was a lightning shot through his body.

"What?!"

She narrowed her eyes, cheeks flaring. "Are you deaf, Mister Mustang?"

"No! It's just…unbelievable…for you…to ask something like this…" Frustrating, he muttered.

"Just answer, please…."

"Er…may I ask why do you want to know?"

Riza gripped her bag nervously as she refused to meet his eyes and walked quickly, "why do I have to tell you…"

He ran in front of her and stopped her, "it's my personal profile, so I have a permission to not telling you."

She sighed, "Fine."

"My friends had some 'girl talk' about 'love' and they asked me if I ever 'love' somebody who aren't my parents, like couple or lover. I gave them a confused face and 'no', so they gave me that pitiful look. And I don't know who to ask a question like this besides you, Mister Mustang."

Her cheeks were burning and her eyes refused to meet him again. How cute.

He cleared his throat, "so you want to hear about my 'love' life…truth is, Riza…"

"Hm…"

"…I've never been in love…"

She stared at him with shocked and bewildered eyes, "You're going to be 18 years old and you never…! I don't believe you…"

"Why do you have to be that shocked? How about you? You're 15 years old girl. Isn't it time for you to hit puberty and lay an eye on some guys?"

"Don't use 'a normal girl logic' with me, Mister Mustang."

"You use that tone again! Yeah, I really can't use 'a normal girl logic' with you, Riza!" He watched her smirked as a drop of water hit his nose. They looked at each other and rushed to the house.

"Why do you always bring a bad luck like this?"

"You can't blame me, you know."

Riza snorted and gripped her bag to her chest tightly.

"You're snorting! Like your father!" He tried to fight back but got only a snort instead.

"Stop snorting at me!"

"Is there any problem? I just blow my breath through my nose, Mister Mustang."

"If you still tease me, I won't give you a box of Mrs. Johnson's delicious strawberries!" He used his trump card. And it was worked…

"What do you mean…" She looked hopeless and confused. How cute.

He gave her a sweetest smirk that would make a girl melt (except Riza, of course) as he came closer and whispered into her ears gently,

"I will eat all of it…alone."

He saw a flick of flame running in her eyes and ran faster. Because, 1# rain was heavier and 2#… he didn't want to be killed by a certain blonde hair girl in the middle of cold rain…

Apple and strawberry pie sounded like a great idea.

I.

Author's Note: Yup yup howdy what do you have in your mind? Spill it out! I'm waiting for you in the review.

If you ever see me in some Royai fanfic, you will know that I love commenting and reviewing! I'm a talkative person, so I like to talk. And I'd like my reader to talk with me too :)))

I WILL COME BAK WITH RIZA PART AND CHAPTER TWO FOR SURE! JUST WAIT!