Ok, I have had enough of Twilight. So, I decided to write about vampires with Fullmetal Alchemist. And who, well of course Roy and Riza! Yay!

If you've read Royai: Accident, then you know about this. Okay, go look at Vol. 10 Chp. 39 of the manga. Ok, there is a secret. If you don't see it tell me, and I'll post it on the 2nd chapter. Okay, it's right after Roy kills Lust. It's a secret Royai thing. Now go my pupils, find it! (I have no idea why I said you were my pupils, I just say random things.)

Falman: Hello.

Me: What the heck, Falman. You're not in this one.

Falman: I know, I apologize, but I got stranded.

Me: Well, what do you want me to do about it?

Falman: Destroy the Fullmetal pipsqueek.

Me: WTH?

Falman: You heard me!

Me: Envy!

Envy: Damn, I thought it'd work.

Me: Only, if you had chosen Roy. I'd beat up my whole family for him. (I have a sick obsession) XD

Chapter 1
Eyes

She walked home from work. Her long hair put up in a usual bun. She was a secretary to an attorney, Mr. Jamison. She got off at work at around 11 o'clock. So nightfall had already begun. She was alone on the street, but could feel someone watching her. She quickened her pace, feeling danger. If she had to, she would shoot whoever it may be. She was an expert on firearms. And as well, an expert marksman.

"Who's there?" she shouted, finally turning around. There came no reply, no sound whatsoever. Was she just tired?

She felt something slam her against the wall. She tried to fight, but the being was way too powerful. By his heighth and strength, she could tell it was a man. But darkness fell over his face, making it impossible to see any features. The man moved his head to her shoulder, pressing his lips to her neck.

"What do you think you're doing?" she screamed, unable to hit him, as he pinned her arms. She got no response, only stings as she felt something sink into her skin. By this time, she could see black hair. She struggled, he began to start a gentle sucking rhythm. As it wore on she began to feel light-headed. She was drowsy, her body felt as if it wieghed a thousand pounds. What was happening to her?

His head finally lifted. Her body was numb, so she could not feel her fingers as they clutched his clothing. Her eyes, half-closed, looked into his clear ebony eyes. She loved those eyes, not feeling as scared as before.

"Damn it." he muttered, his voice sounding deep. He slammed his fist to the wall. Finally, her legs gave out, but was supported by the man. His strong arms picked her up. He carried her, and she couldn't care for she was slipping out of her counciousness. Her eyes closed, her mind dragged into a deep darkness.

She awoke to find herself in a small cabin. A mid-aged woman hovered over her, her face twisted with worry.

"Are you allright?" the woman asked. She nodded. "What's your name hon'?"

"Riza." she replied weakly. "Where am I?"

"In the country, a young man dropped you off here."

"A young . . ." Then she remembered. What had he done to her? And who was he? She remember cold black hair, and deep ebony eyes. She rememberd how she fell into them. Seeming to seep into the dark pools.

"Are you going to be alright? You should stay the night." the woman offered. But Riza got up anyway, walking toward the door. Her skirt was ruffled, as her blouse.

"I'll be fine. Thank you." She left, stepping into the night air. Her hand covered her neck. She felt two small holes. The patch had dried blood on it. Was he a . . . But she shook the thought. No way, they didn't exsist. But a doubt clouded her mind.

The next day, Riza was up and about. She had the day off, so she ran errands. But all day she felt cold eyes burn into her back. She turned around time and time only to find regular people, who did not possess such auras. She went grocery shopping, going into the closest store. She walked along the produce section, taking a look at the produce.

She quickly turned around, finding no cold eyes. But a figure quickly walked to another aisle. She gave a small chase. But the person was nowhere to be found. She was not playing games. She walked down the aisle, then quickly turned around and ran. Finally, as she perdicted, a man with ebony eyes had been watching her. He groaned, how could he be caught by a mere . . .

His thought wasn't finished. She stamped her foot, indicating he should follow. They walked out of the small store, down a shadowed ally.

"Why have you been following me? And WHAT did you do to me last night?" she demanded. He looked surprised, she had known it was him from last night.

"How do you know I met you last night?"

"I remember your eyes. Now answer me." He swirled around, showing he was leaving. She reached out, to grab his wrist, but he quickly evaded her grasp.

"Do NOT touch me." he hissed. She was to stubborn to listen to such nonsense, and grabbed him anyway. A pulse shook her body, scaring her. What scared her more was that the pulse had come from his body. He attacked her, biting her neck again. The same role played out, she slowly slipped into uncounciousness.

"You're . . . a . . . vampire . . . aren't . . . you?" she gasped. He pulled away, jerking back. But again she fell into darkness, watching his eyes.

Yay! Cliffie! I will have the 2nd chapter up tomorrow or the next day. Thursday at the latest (hopefully). Please review, and try to find the "secret".

Thanks, Hawkeye-Fan-101