Into the Wild Blue
Author: MoonStarDutchess
Two Part Request Fiction
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA.
AN: Hope you enjoy this.
Into the Wild Blue
"Yes, I would say it is a problem," she replied. Suddenly, the platform jerked and began descending rapidly, the force knocking them off their feet and onto the hot metal with a clang.
"Damn," Roy said, sitting up and jerking off his jacket that was caught on a piece of upturned metal. "This isn't good."
"Obviously," Riza replied. "What are we going to do?"
He looked around them and then spotted two cannons still burning with some sort of fuel. Roy crawled over to them, grabbed a piece of chalk from his pocket, and began sketching on their sides. He hit the transmutation circle roughly with his hand. The cannons sunk down into the platform and out the bottom. Roy concentrated and suddenly the cannons shot out a stream of fire, slowing the platform's descent as if they were some kind of booster rockets.
Riza crawled over to him and grabbed his shoulder. "You aren't going to be able to do this all the way down to the ground are you?"
Roy shook his head. "I estimate that we will have about a thirty foot crash to the ground because there's probably not enough fuel," he stated.
"How do you know that?"
"I can tell by the output of the boosters," he said. "Damn, if they could find a way to use this to get us flying, it would be a breakthrough for science. Maybe they could duplicate this contraption."
"You and your science," she said, a slight laugh gracing her voice. "I don't think they'll want memories of this thing anytime soon."
"Yes, I supposed your right," he said.
Roy smirked at her before beginning to concentrate further. "I'll get us as low as I can with what we have here. When the crash happens just focus on yourself. Keep yourself safe."
"You know I can't do that," she said. Her grip on him tightened further as the platform began descending slowly. They were making excellent progress when suddenly the platform jolted and the cannons hissed to a halt, the fuel no longer coming from them.
"That's not good," he said. The entire platform tilted slightly and started hurling toward the earth rapidly. He moved an arm around Riza's waist as he held onto a beam. Both of them were lying on their stomachs, staying low to keep as much wind force off their bodies as possible.
"Sorry to get you in this mess!" he shouted.
Riza was barely able to make out his words due to the whooshing sound of the wind whipping around them. "You didn't get me into anything!" she shouted back, smiling reassuringly.
Roy was completely stunned at receiving the smile. After all he'd done to her, after he failed in his goal; she was still by his side. Still displaying that unwavering faith in him that she always carried. He doubted that this incident would kill them, but fate was an asshole and he wanted to make sure he didn't regret anything if one of them didn't make it.
He was overwhelmed with emotion and suddenly kissed her. It definitely wasn't the normal time and place to do such a thing, especially for a first kiss. However, they'd never done anything in normal ways, so why start now? He pulled away and grinned before pulling her closer to his body.
"Hang on tight; the impact is going to be rough."
Riza opened her mouth to argue that she was the one that was supposed to be protecting him, but the violent jolt of the platform making contact with the earth kept her from doing so.
It hit the ground, bouncing up once because of the sheer violence of the impact, then began sliding several hundred feet, causing concrete, wood and other debris from the ground and the platform itself to fly up and hit back down where they were laying.
They both closed their eyes tightly and embraced each other until the platform came to a complete halt. They stayed in their positions for a few minutes making sure that everything was over, before they finally pulled away from each other and sat up.
The air around them was full of a light grey dust that burned their eyes as they opened them. However, due to their time in Ishbal, even though it happened years ago, their eyes and skin were still use to a hostile environment.
"You alright?" he questioned, taking in her appearance. Her hair was down on her shoulders and tangled, most likely due to the wind knocking it out of her clip. Her cheeks were red and dirty, and a few parts of her uniform were ripped and stained. He grinned inwardly. Only the woman across from him could make such a look absolutely stunning.
"I'm fine," she said. "Are you okay?"
Roy grinned and nodded. "Other than being dirty and stinking, I'm good."
She returned his grin and nodded. "Good to know."
They stared at each other for a few moments, the clouds of dust that resonated from the ground and platform still concealing them from the sights of any person that would have wondered by. Of course, the chances of a person being there was highly unlikely.
For the first time in their lives, they didn't know what to say to each other. They didn't know what would be proper to say at a time like this. So much had happened between them: both today, and two years ago. There was so much to be said, yet; neither could really speak it.
Finally, Roy stood up and held out his hand to her. She took it and he helped her stand. She dusted off her clothes the best she could then turned her gaze back to his.
"I don't know what to say now," Roy said, honestly telling her what he was feeling.
"Why?" she questioned.
"Why what?"
"Why did you do ...why did ...Why in the hell did you do all of this? Why did you leave, why did you come back, why did you kiss me?" She knew that there were more important things she should be asking him, however; these were dominating her mind and pushing to leave her.
"I left because I didn't feel I would be good to anyone. Because I failed you, Maes, Edward and everyone else. I came back because I wanted to help that young man and I wanted to see everyone again," he said.
"I see," she replied, awaiting the answer to her last "why" question.
"And I kissed you because I wanted you to know how I felt just in case in some horrible stroke of luck, we didn't live through this."
"A kiss was supposed to make me know that? You've kissed dozens of women," she said.
"Not while crashing to earth on some weird flying thing," he said, trying to lighten the mood but failing. He sighed. "I was hoping it would convey things. Do you need to hear it?"
"It would be nice," she said. She was so tired of trying to read things from him. A kiss was lovely, but sometimes a woman needed to hear the words spoken.
Roy took a step toward her and lifted a hand to her face. "Riza, I am in lo-" Roy was cut off by Havoc, Breda, and Fuery's voices yelling for them.
"General! Hawkeye! Edward! Alphonse! Where are you?"
"Guess it will have to wait," he said with a smile and moved his hand away from her face. "I'll tell you a bit later. When everything pans out," he said and started to walk away. He was surprised when she grabbed his hand and squeezed it, causing him to stop and turn around. He looked at her questioningly. She took a deep breath, finally summoning the courage to speak what was on her mind, emotion wise, to him.
"How much longer do I have to wait," she questioned. Her voice was low and, despite trying to hide it, full of pain. "I've spend my entire life waiting for things, putting other people first. For once, I want to be selfish, I want to be impatient, and I don't want to wait. I want you and I want to forget the rest of the world. Even if it is just for a moment, I want to forget everyone else except us."
Roy took in the sight of normally stern, patient Riza Hawkeye. She was looking down at the ground, her appearance like a scolded child who'd gotten dirty while they were out playing. She looked up at him, her gaze meeting his.
"I love you Roy Mustang, but a woman can only wait so much before she breaks."
Roy was stunned at her words. As he thought about it, he realized that Riza spent her entire life waiting on things. She waited for her father to approve of her, waited for Ishbal to end, waited on him to reach the top, waited on him to come back, and waited to hear how he felt. The entire time, not even being sure if any of the things she waited for would ever come. He smiled and took a step toward her, ignoring everyone's shouts. He cupped her face in his hands and moved his forehead to touch hers. He then smiled brightly.
"Riza Hawkeye, I'm in love with you," he said. "You aren't just my lieutenant or friend. You've always been, and hopefully always will be, my other half."
Riza smiled. "It's good to hear," she said, her voice slightly shaky.
"Do you feel the same way?" he questioned. "Are you willing to forgive me for making you wait so long?"
"There's nothing to forgive as long as you are staying? As long as I don't have to wait anymore."
"I'm staying and no more waiting."
"No more balloon rides either?" she questioned.
"I promise. No more balloon rides," he said.
"Good," she replied, wrapping her arms around his neck, not caring that they both were still in uniform and this was less than proper conduct.
"What's the matter? Don't you like ballo-"
She cut him off with a passionate kiss, never letting him finish the sentence.
AN: Hope you found this enjoyable. Thanks for reading and please drop a review.