(A/N:) Sorry for any inaccuracies. This is my first FMA:B/Royai fic, so be kind. Keep in mind it is an AU. This fic will probably be around three or four chapters plus an epilogue.
Riza sat quietly at the table outside of the cafe, sipping her tea. The warm early summer breeze swept her casual, dark green dress across the back of her legs. It was nice to be out of that starched uniform for once. There was no way she would let Roy see her in this dress though or else he would never let her take it off. She usually kept the dress hidden deep inside their closet for that very reason. She looked off into the distance, her vision gliding over the pedestrians enjoying their Sunday afternoon in downtown Central.
Her stomach was doing flips. She didn't know why she was so nervous. Her life had been in danger more times than she had count, many of those occasions she had faced with only one bullet left in the barrel. And each situation she had gotten out fine. Why did this moment scare her so much? She looked at the strawberry cake in front of her, but couldn't even think of touching it.
She felt a tap on her shoulder. "Miss Riza?" a voice said mildly from behind her.
She looked around as she from her seat, "Al," she exclaimed, a smile spreading across her face. He was in a brown suit, obviously made for travel. He towered over her as they embraced.
"Please, Alphonse, just Riza is fine," she said, pulling away from their hug, "You're old enough and we've been through too much for you to address me as Miss Riza."
Al blushed a little, scratching the back of his head, "I know, it's just that Winry still calls you that at home and I guess it just kind of sticks."
She motioned to the empty seat across from her. "Please sit down. I'm glad you made time to see me before you left for Xing. I still can't believe you're going to travel all that way."
"It was no trouble at all. I was just in the neighborhood visiting Mrs. Hughes and Elicia. I'm staying with them until my train leaves for the East. It's not very hard to believe at all. It's all in the name of knowledge and alchemy. And besides, I will be with friends. Ling has invited me to be his personal guest at his palace. I guess having an emperor as your friend comes with its perks. And then there is Mei and she's going to show me around her village and teach me alkahestry." His voice slowly increased with excitement, "just think of all the good we can do with all of the knowledge Ed and I are going to collect. We have the same goals as Brigadier General Mustang; we want to make not only Amestris, but the world a better place to live in." Alphonse coughed into his hand, "Er, excuse me, I'm doing it again, rambling on about our mission."
"No, I don't mind at all. I love hearing your goals. They inspire me to achieve mine." Riza smiled sweetly, "do you want to order anything?"
"Thank you, but I'm alright, I just had lunch with Zampano and Jerso, so I'm pretty full still. On the phone you said you needed to talk to me about something. Something important. Is there anything I can help with?"
Riza felt a lump rise in her throat. Well he got straight to the point. "Yes, there is something I wanted to say to you, but I'm not really sure how to put it." She paused, her heart raising too loud in her ears for her to think.
"Alphonse, do you know where your name comes from?" Riza asked quietly, eyes focused on her cup of tea.
Al adopted her suddenly serious mood, "No, now that I think of it. My mother died before I was curious enough to ask, I think. Why do you ask?"
"You are named after your great grandfather. And you have your grandmother's hazel eyes."
"What- how would you know that?" Al stuttered, "Riza, what are you talking about?" he demanded, his voice rising as his hand clenched around the napkin next to his placemat.
She finally looked back up at him, his eyes trying to read her face. "Your great grandfather's name was Alphonse Hawkeye. And I am your mother. Your real mother."