-First Lieutenant, could you go with me to my place

I know it was supposed to be a one-shot, but I wanted to finish it somehow. So, here you have second and (I hope!) last chapter. Enjoy!

-First Lieutenant, could you go with me to my place? – Roy asked gently. Riza looked at him, surprised. He had never, ever invited her to his place. But she was curious, so she agreed.

-Oh. And I guess I'd have to blindfold you – Roy said with a witty smile. Riza got even more curious and agreed.

Roy leaded her all the way home. She felt uncomfortable; she always trusted her eyes and now, when she was blindfolded, she couldn't see anything.

She heard first the traffic, then opening the door. Roy pushed her gently into his flat. She heard a quiet, dreamy, romantic music.

-Colonel, could you take this off? – she asked, pointing at the blindfold. Roy laughed and leaded her a little bit further. Then he took off Riza's blindfold.

-And how do you like it? – Roy asked impatiently. Riza watched one of his paintings with pure admiration.

-You painted it yourself? – she asked. Roy nodded.

-All the paintings in my flat are mine. Wanna see them all?

-Of course! They're… great.

-Glad you like them. And happy birthday.

-Thanks. Your art, it's awesome! It's all me or you painted something else?

-It's only you. Riza, you know… I love you.

Riza stood still.

-Wha…

-I love you. I knew it long, long ago… that's why I took you here. I wanted you to see it… see I love you.

-Roy… - Riza whispered. – I love you too…

-I'm so, so glad – Roy smiled and kissed her. Riza embraced him tightly.

-One day, you must go to my place and see my art – she said.

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