Theme: 003. Battlefield
Dedication: Yun Min, the final person to thank for reviewing Pocketwatch. Thank you very much. I am glad there is another UK anime fan out there too.
Disclaimer: If I owned Full Metal Alchemist, Roy would like his puppies stirred (not shaken).
Angles
003. Battlefield
Roy somehow always managed to end up in the middle of a battlefield.
It was not that he was careless, or that he was on some kind of insane suicide mission. It was not that he had not planned what he was going to do, how the infantry were going to move in without an alchemist on the front line before any of them. It was not that he had no strategy, or that he simply chose to disobey the orders from his peers. No, it was none of these things. It was that Riza managed to end up there before him.
She always said her excuse was the same thing. She needed a better advantage point. Although like the name Hawkeye suggested, she had the eyes of a hawk, she was not that brilliant at sharpshooting that she could hit a target that was part the range that the bullet could travel. Nobody could. Personally, he just thought it was a tiny flaw and that her excuse was always the truth. After all, his right-hand woman would never lie to him.
Yet when he had to run into the middle of a battlefield yet again, grab her hand firmly and drag her out from the line of enemy fire she could get the 'advantage point' from for nearly the tenth time in a street fight he had been rather unhappy about it to say the least.
"Hawkeye, do you intend to get yourself killed?" He asked bluntly, and she had looked up at him with those crimson eyes. Pleading, saddening. She smiled, her pink lips forming into a cold smile. Her skin was so pale, it was almost as though she was nonexistant. So beautiful.
"You forget, Sir. The duty of a soldier is to fight." She told him sweetly, if not a little too much so. He searched for something in her eyes that would give her away, showing the smiling happy Riza he could remember as a child. Where had her innocence gone? His charcoal black orbs searched for something in her expression, some form of happiness at those years that had passed so long ago. But he found none.
"No, it is not. Riza, do not die. I love you,far too much. " He told her, silently adding he would not know what he would do if she did. She smiled again, placing a bittersweet kiss on his lips with a faint whisper that sounded somewhat like the words he needed to hear. Almost unreal.
"I already have died." She reminded him. Just as soon as she had said it, she was gone. Leaving him with nothing but neglected comrades, a name and a memory. He cried out, falling into a cross-legged position on the stone cold pavement. Yes, let him correct that. So there he sat, in the middle of the battlefield. Shouting out her name into the cold night air like it would prove her existance. But it was too late.
Then his eyes jolted open, revealing his co-workers staring at him with worry. Apart from Riza, who looked quite flustered and was a bright shade of scarlet. He looked around blearily, up at the faces of Fuery and Havoc. Falman was standing next to Riza, looking as though he was forcing himself to be his normal serious self.
"So, Colonel Mustang. The Western Front has been opened by the enemy. Our team will be assigned there next week. Please prepare yourself, collecting all necessary supplies." Falman stated, leaving the room quickly with a uncomfortable silence in his wake until Riza followed him around a minute later. He could not help but notice her cheeks were as red as tomatoes.
"You talk in your sleep, eh? You are in love with Hawkeye?" Fuery grinned, as Roy went beetroot red. Now he could understand why she was so embaressed. As soon as Fuery left, he collected himself and knelt down to pray like he had been instructed to do by his mother when he was little. He would pray to God. He did not want it to be a premonition.
Because he might not be able to tell her if it was.
Preview for theme four: Of all the places in the world, Riza had not expected to spend her Christmas day in a cemetery.
So, sorry if you though I really did kill Riza. I was planning to at first, but then I did not like the idea. Ninety seven to go! So yes...reviewers will be loved. :)