There is no excuse for this other than I watched How To Train Your Dragon 2 for the second time last night and was reminded how much of an OTP song Stoick and Valka's song is. Man, I love that movie
Anyways, after listening to it five times straight I couldn't help but picture Royai singing it, and then this just kind of took a life of its own. I swear, this is the last oneshot about dancing. Please do not kill me for how incredibly ridiculous these oneshots are slowly becoming.
You should also know that I am a firm believer that Roy and Riza are deeply in love throughout the series and actually really suck at hiding it. So yes. Much Royai abounds.
I don't own the lyrics to the song, and I certainly don't own Fullmetal Alchemist, unfortunately.
Enjoy!
Flying
Riza Hawkeye considers herself a very level-headed, composed individual. In all her years of trying military service, not to mention the equally trying task of keeping Ro-Colonel Mustang in line, she's relatively proud of the way she's handled herself. Not that she's perfect, of course, but she's yet to have burst into hysterical tears, degraded into a mindless drone after rejection, incinerated her paperwork, or sent a man to the hospital for an ill-timed short joke. So yes, in comparison to her fellow officers, Riza considers herself a quiet, composed, very much sane individual.
However, she is entitled to the average bad day every once in a while, thank you very much.
She'd not sure what it was that set her so off-kilter. But somewhere between the failure of her alarm clock, the breakdown of her car, the catty remarks of other female officers and the enormous mountain of paperwork sitting on her desk, something in her usually composed mask cracked and left her with an infuriating burning in her eyes.
"Lieutenant?" Roy-mmph- Colonel Mustang's concerned query draws her out of her self-pitying reverie.
"Yes, sir?" she replies, cheeks flushing at her lapse of attention. Damn this day…
"I asked if you were alright, Lieutenant," he replies, dark eyes narrowing in concern. She grits her teeth.
"Perfectly fine, sir, thank you very much." And she is, she really is, and she really needs to take advantage of this lunch break and focus on paperwork, so if he would justshut up already…
"Ah. Good then." Ro-Colonel-oh, screw it-Roy leans back in his chair, staring out the window thoughtfully. "You know I was thinking…"
"Unusual activity for you to be pursuing, sir." The taunting remark is out of her lips before she can stop it, and frankly, she cannot find the will to care.
"Oh haha, very funny," Roy deadpans. "As I was saying, I was thinking back to my time as your father's apprentice today."
His time as her father's apprentice. Those few bright years in which she had a best friend, someone to talk to that actually listened. Those few years someone forced their way through the tightly shut doors of her heart.
Those few years that seemed too far away these days.
"Yes, sir?" she replied softly.
"And I ended up with the most annoying song stuck in my head. You remember that one my sister taught us that one Christmas? The one we tried to dance to and I accidently swung you into a wall?"
Riza snorts, the burst of amusement masking the deeper undercurrent of feeling at the mention. Oh yes, she remembers that song. She also remembers what it meant to them. Far too well…
Roy rolls his eyes. "Yes, I was hopeless then, wasn't I. How'd it go again?" he frowns. "Oh yes!"
"I'll swim and sail on savage seas, with ne'er a fear of drowning,"
Roy's voice skirts lightly over the first few notes and Riza nearly forgets how to breath. Why is he…is he actually singing this now…
"And gladly ride the waves of life, if you will marry me…"
Curse him, she thinks as she clutches her paperwork tightly, as if it will provide some sort of anchor. She can't do this right now. Not here.
"No scorching sun, nor freezing cold, will stop me on my journey, if you will promise me your heart," Roy's voice falters slightly, the almost-frightened hesitance Riza finds so endearing coloring his voice. "And love…"
His voice trails off, because this is where she is supposed to pick up, to follow the song, but she can't, not now, not in the heart of the very entity that keeps them apart. She will laugh gently, tell him she forgets the words, and they will be all the safer…
Except its Roy, and he's singing to her, and honestly, when has she not been a complete sucker for this song.
"…and love me for eternity…" Her voice is a bit shaky, but the words are remembered, and the look on Roy's face is enough to spur her through the next lines.
"My dearest one my darling dear, your mighty words astound me."
And somehow he's out of the chair and the paperwork is fluttering to the floor, their hands both raised to meet each other in the old but familiar moves of the dance.
"But I've no need of mighty deeds, when I feel your arms around me."
And then his arms are around her, and her feet are moving, and oh, she is doomed.
Roy is laughing though, and he sings the next lines with a smirk as he twirls her around. "But I would bring you rings of gold, I'd even sing you poetry," She snorts at that line, and Roy rolls his eyes. "And I would keep you from all harm, if you would stay beside me!"
Her turn comes again, and this time the lyrics come clear and confident. "I have no use for rings of gold, I care not for your poetry," Not that he could ever write any. "I only want your hand to hold-"
Roy bursts in, "-I only want you near me-"
Their voices join together and then they're really dancing and Riza hopes on everything that no one is in the hall right now.
"-to love to kiss to sweetly hold-"
They spin faster and faster round each other, voices clashing madly against each other, hers a laughing gasp of words and Roy's a deep, joy-filled sound that fills her with such happiness she is nearly swept off her feet.
It strikes her how ridiculous they must look; two uniformed figures twirling madly around the office, blue capes snapping about as they pull each other around like children, gasping out half-butchered lyrics between their bursts of laughter.
She doesn't care. She doesn't care, she doesn't care, she doesn't care how unprofessional they are acting, how blatantly they're ignoring the fraternization laws, how completely immature and stupid they must look because for these few hectic seconds she's free, she's flying, unhinged with only Roy to hold onto and Roy- Roy is ridiculous, his black hair bouncing in his eyes, his face split into this ridiculous grin that makes him look years longer as he half shouts "-for the dancing and the dreaming-" and in that moment it hits her hard just how much she loves him, and she'll follow him anywhere just to feel this happy.
"-through all life's sorrows and delights, I'll keep your laugh inside me-"
They're moving faster and faster, voices growing louder and louder and there is nothing but the pounding of her blood and Roy's smile.
"-I'll swim and sail the savage seas, with ne'er fear of drowning, and gladly ride the waves of life if you will marry ME!"
With the last word she actually is swept off her feet, spun into the air by Roy as they both shriek with laughter. She collapses into his arms and he pulls her in tightly, his heart beating wildly beneath her cheek as his chest shakes with laughter.
She shuts her eyes and laughs herself-she feels lighter than air.
"Better?" Roy asks lightly as their laughter subsides and they pull apart, both of them breathing heavily.
"Idiot," she says, elbowing him. But the smile is still on her lips.
"Better."
