Background information: Roy and Riza's wedding. The guest list: Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric, Kain Fuery, Heymans Breda, Jean Havoc, Vato Falman, Alex Louis Armstrong, Olivier Mira Armstrong, Mei Chang, Winry Rockbell, Rebecca Catalina, Maria Ross, Denny Brosh, Gracia and Elicia Hughes, Lin Yao, Lan Fan, Pinako Rockbell, Sheska, Chris Mustang (Madame Christmas).
(Roy)
Roy stood at the front of the small church. He didn't think he'd ever been so nervous in his whole life. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to make it much longer, whether he'd keel over and die, explode out of nervousness, or melt because of how beautiful Riza was.
(Riza)
Riza stood outside the doors of the sanctuary, wondering if she really wanted to go through with this. She didn't think she'd be able to make it through the ceremony without having some sort of mental breakdown, whether it was from nerves or from seeing Roy and his abnormally large amount of irresistibility waiting for her at the front of the church.
The double doors slowly opened.
(Roy)
Elicia Hughes, the flower girl, skipped down the aisle, doing whatever it is that flower girls do. Then came… Riza. She was even more stunning than Roy had imagined her to be. Her hair was down, not in its usual clip, and she was wearing the most modest white dress possible. No lace, no embroidery, nothing. It wasn't low cut, but instead it covered her entire chest and back and the base of her neck. Her bouquet consisted of baby's breath and a single yellow rose. She began her walk down the middle of the church. The whole congregation stood and the musician on the grand piano began playing.
Riza had never looked more nervous than when she began her walk down the aisle. Her eyes flicked around the sanctuary restlessly. She looked up at him and they made eye contact. She blushed a little and smiled shyly. He smiled back at her. She reached the chancel, and the ceremony began.
Roy was lucky not to pass out, because she was simply beautiful.
(Riza)
Riza walked slowly down the aisle. Everyone was standing as she passed by, and it made her exceedingly nervous. She didn't like having so many people watching her at once. What if she tripped? What if she passed out from locking her knees or something stupid like that? Then she looked up and saw Roy. He was there, waiting for her, slightly slack-jawed, and looking at her like he could never look away. She… had never seen him look this… amazing. His hair was combed, for once, and he looked much better in a tuxedo than he did in a military uniform. She felt herself blush a little and smiled, and he smiled back. All doubt was erased from her mind.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she reached the front of the church.
(Roy)
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of this man and this woman in holy matrimony," droned the priest.
"Screw holy matrimony," muttered Roy, "I don't believe in holiness." Riza gave him a look that clearly said, 'Shut up, this is our wedding, so stop making fun of marriage, dammit!"
The priest didn't hear Roy's comment and continued with his monotone, "Do you, Roy Mustang, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till by death to you part?"
"I do."
(Riza)
"And do you, Riza Hawkeye, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till by death do you part?"
"I do." As those words escaped her lips, she realized what that little phrase meant. It meant that she was forever bound to this man. She would always be by his side, and he would always be by hers, and she was okay with that.
(Roy)
He took her hands in his, saying, "I, Roy Mustang, take you, Riza Hawkeye, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish till by death do we part."
(Riza)
Still holding Roy's hands, she replied, "And I, Riza Hawkeye, take you, Roy Mustang, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish, to have and to hold, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, till by death do we part."
Roy slipped a ring onto the fourth finger of Riza's left hand, saying, "With this ring I do wed thee."
(Roy)
As he placed the ring on Riza's finger, Roy realized what that ring meant. It meant that he was forever going to be with this woman. He would hold her, and she would hold him, and he was okay with that.
"I hereby pronounce you husband and wife," announced the preacher. The whole congregation applauded. "You may kiss your bride," he told Roy.
"I look ridiculous," muttered Riza in the pause after he spoke.
"No. You look beautiful," replied Roy, and he kissed her, running one hand through her hair. He kissed her like he'd never kissed her before, and she kissed him back. She was his now, and he was hers, they belonged to each other, and he was never going to give her up.
(Riza)
Riza stood there she was happy, right there in Roy's arms, and she never wanted that moment to end. She wished that she could stay there, like that, forever.
Looking up at him, Riza said, "I love you, Roy Mustang," and he replied,
"I love you too, Riza Mustang." Then he kissed her again.
