Anxious Rain
Sitting in the window sill, she looks out into the stormy rain, searching. What she is waiting for, only she knows. The blonde haired woman sips her hot chocolate, and looks down. A black and white dog, looking up at his master with a solemn face, almost saying, "I know you're worried. Don't be, he'll come home." She pets him, feeling more secured, but still anxious. Looking out the window again, she sees a figure walking toward the house. The woman sets down her drink and goes down the stairs to meet him. She opens the door, saying
"Roy, are you alright? You know you're useless in the rain."
Roy smiled.
"I know, Riza, but there was a little thing that I had to straighten out at Headquarters."
Riza sighed. "Just don't scare me like that again, okay?"
Roy hugged her, "Of course. After all, I wouldn't want you to be anxious, now would I?"
AN: Yeah...I wrote it one day, and decided to put it up here. Hope you like it. Flames are accepted.
Moony H.