Alright, Chp. 2. Someone has asked me if I am going to continue Royai: Vampires, the answer is yes. I WILL be continuing it, I just have writier's block for that story. You see, there are two ways I wanna go with it. But I don't want alternate endings, so I'm still debating. I am going to make a decision soon however, so just hang on. But thank you for still being interested.

I have started yet another story. Royai: Love Slave. Wierd title, huh? I've gotten two reviews so far, and I'd like you to read it as well. But be warned, it does contain lemon, and more will be added. I haven't done much lemon stories and I'd like to make more. I think I may have a knack for it.

Anyways, let's begin.

Chapter 2
Stories

She woke up by an unusual tickling sensation, just at her right side. She squirmed, trying to shake it off. But whatever it was, it was persistant.

"Stop . . . " she mumbled. Now it was beginning to annoy her other side. "Damn it, I said stop!"

"I can't help it . . ." a voice chuckled. She opened her eyes, face-to-face with Roy. Memories flooded back to her, a shock ran through her.

"Roy . . ." she breathed. "What do you want?"

"Are you alright, you sure are forgetting alot."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about our date." he frowned.

"O-our date?"

"Yes." he answered. "Unless you want to sleep, Riza."

"No, I can get up."

"Okay, you get dressed." He gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"Alright." He walked out the door, and she got up. She blushed as she was reminded of the short gown, but quickly got a white blouse and navy blue skirt. Riza brushed her hair, letting it lightly scratch her scalp.

What am I going to do? she thought. He's bound to find out I can't remember anything! She sighed, deciding to take small steps.

Roy walked in, smiling affectionately.

"You look beautiful. Are you feeling okay?"

"Yes." she answered a little too quickly, knowing he was reffering to earlier that day.

"Good. Come, let's go see the fireworks." She nodded, not sure why there was fireworks going on. She glanced at the calender, it wasn't the fourth of July. It was a regular Friday night. However, she didn't ask him for fear of him becoming suspicious.

"Furer Mustang, sir!"

"What is it Lt. Havoc?"

"Well sir its a matter of importance . . ."

"Spit it out, Havoc."

"BREDA CLIMBED UP A TREE, CUZ' BLACK HAYATE THOUGHT HE WAS PLAYING TAG! THEN HE CLIMBED OUTWARD ON A LIMB, WHICH IS BREAKING BECAUSE OF BREDA'S HUMUNGOUS FAT ASS!"

"Oh, I see." Roy said, the edges of his mouth twitching.

"Sir, its not funny!"

"Havoc, review what you just said. Its freakin' hilarious!" Roy roared with laughter.

"I-I guess it is . . ." Havoc now began to laugh along with Mustang. Riza walked towards the window, and sure enough, Breda was holding onto a limb for dear life. Hayate had sat, patiently waiting for Breda to come down. The pup looked towards Riza, who's head was now stuck out the second story window. He barked, as if saying, "Look at this dumbass."

"Si-err, Roy, shouldn't we help him?"

"Naaa, let him fall for stupidity." Roy chuckled. "Come on, let's go."

So they walked out the front door, leaving Havoc to snort and laugh at Breda. He offered her his arm, which she took. Roy led her down the darkened street, small fireworks began to light up the black abyss. Riza marvled at the beauty they could create, yet if you were to get near them they'd end up burning you. Roy then took her to a place down at the park which was, to her bafflement, far away from the beautiful light.

"I thought we were watching the fireworks."

"No," he chuckled, "We're gonna make fireworks." His lips pressed onto hers, which she accepted. His tounge skimmed the line between her lips, begging for entrance. She allowed it, enjoying the taste of her newfound husband. His hands were making their way under her blouse, that is, until she stopped him.

"Not here, Roy, not here." she gasped, needing more air. He smiled, agreeing.

"Okay." He took her hand, inducing her to follow. Riza followed him, the fireworks now getting longer. She sat by him, but didn't get to watch the whole thing. Instead, she fell asleep, resting her head on his shoulder.


"And that's how the little alchemist learned to transmutate," a voice explained. Riza's face scrunched up, who the fuck was the little alchemist? And why in the hell couldn't he transmutate? She opened to see Roy, holding a book. He looked down at her face, grinning. She was lying on the bed, he was sitting next to it.

"Roy?"

"Yes?"

"Who the hell is the little alchemist? And why are you reading about him aloud?" He laughed, lying next to her.

"Babies are supposed to have good brain develpment if you read to them while in the mother." he explained. "I also want her to know my voice."

"Her?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Its a little girl, I know it."

"Oh, and how do you, Mr. Physchic?" she teased.

"I love you, Riza."

"I love you, too."


Sorry its been a long time. By the way:

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Just in case you didn't know. Chapter three is coming soon, I know everythings moving slow, don't worry. Just relax.

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