Trains

AN: Hi, I thought you might enjoy a Royai story from the beginning (title), that starts when they were kids. This chapter's about Roy on his way to HawkEye Sensei's house.

'I hate traveling.' thought Roy.

'Why do I have to go all the way out here just to learn alchemy.' thought Roy.

Roy, of course, knew the answer to that. He was going to learn alchemy from Hawkeye Sensei, so he could become a State Alchemist and fight for the greater good. Unfortunately, he had no idea what life had in store for him.

"Tickets." said the Ticket Collector as the reached the next stop.

Roy watched as a girl walked on board the train and handed the ticket collector her ticket.

She took a seat right across the aisle from him. She'd be sitting face to face with Roy if she weren't across the aisle. He guessed that she was around his age, she was probably younger then him though. She, however, did not notice him; at least not to his knowledge.

'Who is he?' thought the girl slightly blushing.

Then came night fall

Roy stared relentlessly into space trying to imagine what he would learn, not noticing the girl staring at his reflection in the window.

'When is this train going to get there?!' thought Roy rather furiously.

The girl grew bored and decided to go to the viewing/observation car. [The caboose.

After about an hour the blonde came back, knowing that there was only fifteen minutes left before the next and final stop. She decided to gather up her things.

She grabbed all of her luggage and started neatly stacking them, all except this one stubborn suitcase that wouldn't budge from the over head compartment. This caught Roy's attention.

'The girl pulls as the bag shifts' thought Roy, adding his own commentary.

'Oh so close, but the bag wins.' thought Roy after about ten minutes.

'I should go help her' thought Roy after seeing the girl admit defeat.

"What are you doing?" asked the girl.

"Nothing really just trying to get this stubborn bag down for you." replied Roy.

"How very chivalrous of you." said the girl.

'Damn, this bag really is tough to get down.' thought Roy struggling with the bag.

"You know I could just get the attendant if you can't get it." said the girl watching him struggle with the bag as she had earlier.

"No, I got..."said Roy not being able to finish his sentence on count of being hit in the head with a stubborn suitcase that seem to fall from the sky or in this case the over head compartment. The bag hitting Roy caused him to tumble over, knocking into the girl, which caused their lips to met. Both of them were now on the ground blushing profusely. After a few awkweird(See profile) minutes the girl broke the ice again.

"I guess you really did get the bag down, huh?" said the girl starting to laugh.

"Yeah, well I couldn't let the bag win, could I?" said Roy laughing along with the girl.

"We never really did properly introduce ourselves." said Roy. The girl nodded, while still laughing along with Roy.

Meanwhile at the train station…

"UGH, why is he so late." said Hawkeye Sensei.

"Sir?" questioned the attendant.

"What I meant was that the train was on time, but he still isn't here." explained Hawkeye Sensei.

"Yes, sir the train is on time." said the attendant.

"He must have missed the train. What kind of kid can't even follow simple instructions like get on the east bound train at 5 o'clock? Nonetheless, how did they send me someone to teach who can't even follow simple directions." said Hawkeye sensei. [AN: temper, temper, nice rant huh?

"Mr. Hawkeye, where are you going?" said the attendant.

Back on the Train

"My name is Roy, Roy Mustang." said Roy holding out his hand which the blonde shook and said "My name is…"

"Roy, there you are, what's taking so long." said Hawkeye Sensei.

"Um, I was just helping her…" said Roy timidly.

"I see you've met my daughter, Elizabeth." said Hawkeye Sensei.

"Riza, actually." said the blonde smiling.

'His DAUGHTER!?' thought Roy.

AN: Sweet little chappie for you and yes I like using awkweird. So…what do you think so far, questions, comments, flames, cookies? Anything at all? Please review. Thanks for reading.