Deception

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own FMA. If I did, do you think I'd be writing fanfics about it?

A/N: Alright, so this is my first Full Metal Alchemist fanfic. I have it outlined sorta, so just bare with me, and please, PLEASE, for the love of Roy Mustang: review!

Chapter 1: Prologue

Everyone could see it, and just about all of central knew it. Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye were destined to be together since they started working with eachother. But the timing always seemed wrong. Even though Riza sat back and watched Roy go about with other women and with work, Roy continued to ignore the part of him that wanted her. Of course, neither of them had admitted it to themselves, but that had to change eventually, right?

Eventually came too soon, taking the pair by utter surprise.

As usual, Roy sat at his desk, scribbling hastely on a paper. A stack of folders sat to the side of the desk and other papers were strewn about. He had waited for the last possible minute to finish his work to make the deadline on time. While he sloppily filled forms out and signed things, Riza sat at another desk, the only other occupant in the room. She was temporarily distracted from her own work, letting her gaze linger on the Colonel, filled with amusement.

Feeling her stare almost burning a whole through him, he glanced up, but kept on writing. "What is it, Hawkeye?" His tone was deep and slightly annoyed.

Before she could stutter out an excuse, Riza caught herself and went back to her own papers, acting as if it was nothing. "You should have done those earlier, sir. They've been sitting on your desk all day." Roy couldn't help but scoff at her accusation that sounded too much like a mother scolding a child for not doing his homework.

"You could do it for me, Hawkeye. I've got somewhere to be tonight," joking, of course, he continued to finish the many documents stacked up high, going to the one on top now.

"Again, they've been there all day. . ." she couldn't help but think of where he might be going. Another date? She asked herself, her heart giving an involuntary flip. What was that? Could she be. . . no. She would never admit to being jealous of those other women. Not like he really cared for them anyway.

No response came from her superior that time and they both finished up, Roy just getting his in by the deadline. His mind still strayed back to that awkward silence with Hawkeye. Was that a blush he'd seen? He almost felt pity for the woman. Almost.

The truth was that on the outside he showed no compassion, except the usual to his closest subordinants, for her. Not like anything more was allowed anyway. A relationship could jepordize everything. Yes, he was too dense to realize what lay underneath all of that.

Rounding the corner from the office where he'd just dropped off the folders, Mustang came short a step from running into none other than Maes Hughes. Hughes was a good man who most people liked and respected, but he could just go on and on about Elysia. Sure enough, here came the pictures.

"Oh, Roy! Have you seen the latest picture of Elysia? She's so cute, isn't she?!" The frame was shoved into Roy's face, causing him to retreat rather quickly. As he turned around, he ran into someone else. Hawkeye.

Both Riza and Roy looked away and he quietly apologized. That feeling of even having to apologize to her was angering the Colonel. What was going on here?

Peering around, Riza spotted Hughes and gave him a bright smile. So lovely. Wait, no! Stop it, Mustang.

"Hello, Hughes," she saluted. "Colonel, didn't you say you had somewhere to be?" She inquired, looking back to Roy. A hope of his plans getting cancelled lingered on the edge of her mind.

"Oh, right, yeah. See ya'," Mustang left Hughes and Riza alone, feeling embarressed at having that brought up. Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he eventually made it to his date.

"Huh. . . that was weird," Hughes noted, watching Mustang leave. "Oh, well. Hawkeye! Have you seen-," Riza cut him off by simply being gone at this point. She had left as he watched the Colonel leave, which now put him all alone in the hallway. "Wha...?"

"I guess I'll never be that girl, huh Hayate?" Riza grinned, patting the black dog on the head. She was back in her apartment, getting ready for another lonely night. How little she knew that things might not be the same after that particular night.

Hayate just barked, obviously unable to understand. "Yeah," Riza sighed, slipping into her bed. Even though she felt bad for feeling the way she did, she couldn't help it. Getting over him was the hardest thing for her to do, but she had to move. She just had to.

A/N: Okay, there's the short prologue! I promise it'll get better in the next chapters. I just wanted to get things started and going. Please review and tell me if you like it so far! I hope I can keep to their characters as much as I can. -Sweat.-

-Amicus LaFae