Stuck Together
Chapter 2
"…We're going to have to share living space for the time being," Roy said, sounding professional. Riza nodded.
"I only have a single bed, so I don't think we will be able to stay there," she sighed. Roy smirked.
"I didn't think so, that's why we're going to yours first," he said. Riza half-glared at him and he just carried on staring ahead of him with that smile on his face. They arrived at Riza's apartment and they got out, albeit awkwardly. Riza let them in once they got to her door and she went straight for her bedroom. Roy looked at the apartment; it was very clean. He once heard that you could tell a person by the state of their living quarters. Lieutenant Hawkeye was clearly very orderly, and given how loyal she was to him, that came at no surprise.
"Will it be alright to bring Black Hayate? I can't leave him here," she said. She was packing numerous clothes and stuff that she would need. She did not know how long this was going to last, but by the way that the handcuffs seemed to have no keyhole, nor alchemy affective; they were going to be that way for atleast a little while.
"Of course, Lieutenant," he said. Once she was finished, she picked up the case with her left hand (the one not cuffed to the Colonel) and heaved. He shook his head and quickly took it off of her. He carried her case and she carried Black Hayate and his needs.
They drove back to his place and Roy opened the door for her, letting her in. Black Hayate ran around, wondering where he was. Riza looked around; it was a little messy, but she was almost surprised that it was not worse. There was a splatter of papers over the desk, and she walked over, dragging the Colonel with her, to look at them. They were case files for some missing persons that were currently going on. She smiled; he was taking them home with him and trying to solve them. Roy smirked.
"Come on, Ms. Nosy, let's get your things into a drawer," Roy said, picking up her suitcase with his right hand and his left hand on her elbow, leading her down the small corridor to his room, which was a suave shade of light red with a rather large bed with red bedspreads on them. He walked over to a chest of drawers and opened the top drawer. "Here."
She started putting her things into the drawers, all neat and folded. Roy was politely turned the other way while she sorted her stuff out and she was grateful for it. This was embarrassing enough.
"If it's not rude, sir, but why do you have a chest of drawers you're not using?" She asked.
"My mother got it for me and I haven't the heart to throw it away," he replied. She stared at the back of his head for a moment, and smiled. She turned back to putting her clothes away. She finished and closed the drawers. She turned to Roy.
"Thanks, sir," she smiled.
"No problem, Lieutenant. I can't very well let you live out of a suitcase, now, can I?" He smirked. He led her back into the first room which held the kitchen and the dining table. Roy went and cleared up the papers, putting them on the side table. Roy looked in his fridge and then in the freezer, then in the cupboards. He froze; he had nothing he could put into a good meal. Riza sighed and looked through his cupboards and fridge too. She brought out a few things.
"If I may, sir, I think I can come up with something from what you have," she said. Roy looked confused.
"Go ahead, if you think you can from these ingredients," he replied. Riza nodded and got to work.
Half an hour later, she served two plates of nice smelling food. Roy smelled it.
"It smells nice, Lieutenant," he smiled. He took a bite and nodded. "Very good."
"Thank you, sir. All you need is some imagination," she said.
"I have imagination!" He said, defensively.
"Of course you have, sir. Just not in the kitchen," she said, before taking a bite herself. Roy was exasperated, since his left hand kept having to go up too.
"This is not working," he said.
"Sir, I need to eat. And I prefer not to eat with my left hand," Riza said. Roy put his arm on Riza's and held it there. Riza shot her head to the side, looking at him quizzically.
"That way my hand isn't flopping up and down," he said. Riza swapped hands, picking up the food with her left hand. Roy removed his hand.
"If you could do that, why did you not do that to start with?" He asked. She smirked.
"Who said I wasn't doing it on purpose, sir?" She asked, putting another bite into her mouth.
"Very cunning, Lieutenant. Very cunning," Roy said. There was no wonder this woman scared him sometimes.
Then he realised something: he was going to be sharing a bed with her. And heaven forbid he accidentally roll over and end up too close to her or something. He could get shot! This realisation scared him a lot. Riza noticed he had slowed in eating and looked at him.
"Are you alright, sir?" She asked. Roy suddenly looked at her, brought back from his little reverie.
"Yes, Lieutenant. Absolutely fine," he replied. Riza nodded and carried on eating. It had not really dawned on her about the bed sharing thing; she knew and yet it only seemed unconscious. She finished up and waited for him to finish, after which she stood and took the plates into the kitchen area and started cleaning them up.
"We're in my apartment, and yet you're doing all of the work. How do you do it?" He asked.
"I prefer to clean things up straight away, sir. You most likely leave them for as long as you can before you really need to wash up," Riza replied.
"Have you been stalking me, Lieutenant?" He smirked.
"Hardly, sir. You're just predictable," she replied. Roy chuckled and when she was finished, he showed her into the lounge, which intricately designed and looked a little expensive and red. They sat down and Riza was rather surprised when she sank into the chair. Roy smirked and helped her into a more upright position. She thanked him and brushed her military trousers off absently. Black Hayate ran into the room and jumped onto the single sofa.
Riza went to get him off, not knowing whether Roy would dislike an animal on his couch, but he stopped her and pushed her back into her seat.
"Don't worry about it, Lieutenant," he smirked. Riza nodded in understanding. They sat there in silence for a few moments, before Roy got bored and decided to be childish; he yanked on the handcuff, sending her arm all the way closer to him. She looked at him sternly and then yanked her arm back. He smirked and yanked back. They had this mini arm fight for a few minutes before Riza yanked too hard and he fell into her and onto the floor, him hovering over her in a rather awkward position. Black Hayate yowled and covered his eyes. Roy smirked.
"Huh. Well, I'm quite liking this position, Lieutenant," he whispered. She frowned and pushed him off of her, straightening up and standing. She looked at the time.
"I think it is time we turn in for the night, sir," she said. She blinked as she realised what that entailed.
Roy led her to the bedroom and chuckled inwardly as he never thought he would be leading a woman to his bedroom for something other than sex. They entered and Riza went to the chest of drawers to get some light blue pajamas out. Roy momentarily forgot about the handcuffs and went to take his jacket off, in which Riza tried to stop him, but it mysteriously came off without problem. Roy then realised what he had done and blinked at the handcuffs.
"How…odd. These handcuffs must be magical," he smirked, which showed he hardly believed in magic at all. Riza just shook her head.
"Well, it makes things easier atleast," she said. He turned around politely so that she could get changed. She was finished and they walked over to the bed. Riza was feeling a little awkward; she was hoping for a normal night and then she ended up cuffed to Roy!
Roy removed his shirt and his trousers, sliding into bed next to her and turning off the side lamp. He closed his eyes and was off into slumberland quite quickly. She, on the other hand, lay awake for some time, looking over at Roy even though she knew she would not be able to see him. She sighed and finally closed her eyes, going into an uneasy sleep. She had a feeling something bad would happen.
Author's note: Sorry if this chapter's a little stagnant, hopefully the next will be funnier.