Ch 2

Strip Club

Riza dressed in dark, loose blue jeans and a wide neck T-shirt, white with red horizontal stripes, than she added light makeup and let her hair down for the evening.

Roy dressed in baggy dark green jeans with large pockets on either leg, a red tank top with an open white T-shirt over it. The red underneath the white clayed to his strong body and his alchemy pocket watch was chained to his pocket from the belt loop on his left side. He had trimmed his growing beard before stopping to pick up Hawkeye.

She came out of the house in her sneakers and casual dress, a sight Roy had not seen in quite a while, he smiled at the memory of when they where younger, before the military. How they had the same ideas of shaping the country into a place without fear and to protect the people who lived in it. Riza sat in the passenger side and took in all of Roy's dress, hiding back a slight pink blush.

"You're looking nice today," he started.

"So are you."

"This? Nah, it's just my lazy cloths."

She smiled at his rare modesty.

"I wonder what it's going to be like?" he looked to her questioning face.

"It will be loud and the room will be hot." She glanced at him in question.

"So you've been there before?"

"No," he started out of the drive, "but this is not my first time in a strip club."

"Oh, I see," she glanced down nervously.

"Something the matter?" his questioning eyes, did not leave the road.

"No I just, well … this would be my first time at a place like this. I've really never cared to venture this sort of thing."

"Why did you decide to come?"

She thought about this question for a moment, pondering weather or not to tell him the truth.

"I'm not sure," she lied. In truth she wanted to know what he would be like in this sort of place, her new found feelings toward him, made her almost jealous that he would go to a strip club and possibly have eyes for one of the woman. In her mind she thought it was silly because there was nothing stronger then friendship between them, but still, she felt it necessary to accompany him, and 'truth be told' she was simply curious.

"Well I hope we can have fun tonight, I'm not sure what kind of place this is really, and it's still a new building." Riza saw the calm expression on his face and all jealousy was whipped away when a new found smile spread across her face.

When they arrived Roy paid both their way in, even after Riza had insisted on paying for herself, he would hear nothing of it.

The two looked for Havoc and Falmen eventually finding then seated at one of the many small round tables. Havoc was flirting with one of the waitresses and Falmen had been looking at the menus. Mustang took a seat next to Falmen and looked over the interior of the building.

The walls where crimson red and reached up curving into a high dome sealing. There where many small round, wooden tables filled with people and held menus along with a few empty seats. Some of the tables had four chairs while others had only two. The room was loud with chatter and to his front held a stage and a few caged platforms all with colored lights; the dancers where not yet percent, but the smell of food filled the air as many servers came around to take and deliver orders from the surrounding guests.

Riza took a seat between Havoc and Roy also looking about the room. The cages caught her curiosity and to her left she saw a glass window that lead into a back room where the DJ sat talking to one of the workers. Roy began looking threw for something to eat and looked to Falmen.

"So this is a really nice place." Falmen agreed with a nod of his head.

"This is my second time here since they opened; I think you'll enjoy the show."

"It seems promising."

"Can I ask you something?" Roy's eyes widened at the sudden change in Falmen's volume in his voice.

"What is it?" he asked leaning in closer so that only the two of them could hear.

"I know it's none of my business and I hope you don't hold it against me."

"So ask already, I'm curious."

"Is there something going on between you and the Lt.?"

"Me and Riza?" he questioned to confirm his wonderings.

"Yah," ashore the other.

"Not that I know of," replied the colonel half-heartedly, returning his attention to ordering his meal for the night.

Havoc's face fell after the harsh rejection he received from the waitress.

"So Roy?" started the smoker. Mustang looked to him.

"Have you been on any dates recently?" Roy grew a little irritated about the subject with Riza around.

"No Havoc I've been busy as of late."

"Well could you give me a tip or two?" Riza blushed, trying to ignore the 'guy talk'

"Maybe at a more appropriate time?" he growled.

Havoc seemed disappointed.

"Fine I can wait, but you know It's not like 'she's' going to mind." Mustang had an irritated vein pop up on his forehead.

The group was interrupted by the DJ over the loud speaker.

"Now every body take you're seats, the show is about to begin"