I'm sorry I haven't updated in a SUPER long while well this is the chapter with Roy and Riza!

Riza opened the door to her apartment. Puppy Roy ran in. He jumped on Black Hayate's doggy-bed. Black Hayate growled. "Now sir, I have to go to the grocery store so you behave," Riza said, closing the door.

Roy smirked and soon as she left. "Now…..what to do, what to do…." He said slyly. He trotted over to Riza's room. But before he could enter her room, Black Hayate growled and blocked the door.

"Hey! Stay away from master's attire," he growled. Roy blinked. "Oh yea…..I speak dog…" He thought. "Hey mutt get out of my way!" Roy barked. Black Hayate smirked. "This is my territory little guy, so buzz off," he said. Roy twitched. "How dare you oppose me! I'm the flame alchemist! I…." Roy blabbed on and Black Hayate yawned. He whacked Roy away with his paw.

Roy shook his ears. "Okay, you wanna go?! Let's go!" He growled & charged at Black Hayate. Black Hayate jumped out of the way. "I'm a military dog, not some stupid puppy," Black Hayate scoffed. "Well…..well you have a funny name!" Roy barked. "You are supposed to be a Colonel, and look. You are a tiny pup." Black Hayate said. Roy growled. "Okay, you, the lieutenant is, okay I wanna snoop! And besides, wouldn't you like to see what you 'masters' stuff is like?" Roy asked. "I live here, I already know everything," Black Hayate said. "Aw come on B.H.! You can't know EVERYTHING about Hawkeye!" Roy said. Black Hayate thought for a second. "Fine," he sighed.

"YAHOO!" Roy charged into Riza's room. He stopped on his front paws. The room was a dark blue with a gold pattern. He jumped on to her bed. He looked at her bedside table to see a picture of himself. "Hey, I look good," He said slyly. Black Hayate chuckled. "The Master looks at that picture every night, and she always looks so lonely," He sighed. Roy whimpered and tucked his tail between his legs. Roy hopped off the bed and too the bathroom. He saw a small black cloth on the counter. "What's that?" He asked and pulled it down with his mussel.

He blushed. "I….I…I didn't know Hawkeye would wear something like THIS…." He squeaked. It was a very, um, showy black lace bra. He coughed and put it in his little bag. Black Hayate rolled his eyes. Roy trotted out of the bathroom and dug under the bed. "Okay…..guns, a sweater, another gun, oooh!" Roy pulled out a small brown notebook. He opened it and read in Riza's handwriting.

Dear Journal,

God the Colonel is such an idiot!

"Why does that HAVE to be the first thing I freaking read…" Roy muttered.

He fell asleep on his desk…..again. But that's what my gun is for. And another one of his stupid girlfriends came by the office today, that damn pervert. All he cares about is a nice ass. A pretty girl. That's why he never notices me. Oh well, I guess I better get ready for work tomorrow.

Signed,

Riza Hawkeye

"Is that what she thinks of me?" Roy asked. "That's what EVERYONE thinks of you," Black Hayate said. Roy closed the journal. "Well then! I'll just have to show her that I'm not just looking for a nice body!" Roy exclaimed. "Pff, good luck with that," Black Hayate scoffed. "You are seriously starting to-" "Colonel? Black Hayate? I'm back!" Riza called. Roy and Black Hayate jumped. They sneaked out of her room and to Riza's feet. They barked and wagged their tails. I'll show you Riza Hawkeye!

What does this mischievous puppy have in store for our favorite gunman? As soon as I figure that out I'll be sure to make a new chapter!