A/N - This is my first attempt at writing to the ever popular '100 Royai themes'. This is prompted by number 64, 'The Scenery From a Car Seat'. I just realized that my first story, Roy's God, could potentially fall under theme number 22, God, but since that is not what inspired me to write it, I'm keeping it separate. Thank you for reading, and please R&R, I sincerely appreciate it.
Roy absently looked out the window of the car that he was riding in. He had once again been pushed to the passenger seat because Riza, as usual, insisted on driving. Looking out the window he took note of all of the trees and wild animals as they rushed by, not really focusing on anything in particular. Going through an area filled with wildflowers, he thought for a moment how beautiful it all was. Everything is in a perfect balance. Everything has a place and everything is in that place, in an ever going cycle, a perfect circle.
Roy then turned his head to look at his driver. He gave her a quick once over and smiled to himself. He thought about the way her hair looked when it was loose from its clip, how her eyes would always tell him exactly what she was feeling. He thought about her hands and how beautiful and practiced all of her motions seemed to be. He thought about her silhouette and how perfect his lieutenant would look in a miniskirt.
"Sir, if you don't stop staring at me I will shoot you."
Maybe the most beautiful things in this world didn't always stay in their place.