Talk about a long wait!
Enjoy.
Home sweet fucking home eh? Roy stumbled through the door, glad to be finally home from another awfully boring day at work. He clumsily pulled off his coat and military jacket before only managing to walk a couple of steps forward and then falling onto the couch. He grunted in disappointment at the feeling of the lumpy seat, next time he or Riza had any spare notes in their wallet they were buying a new couch. No question about it.
The meeting he had just left had proved himself right, it was boring beyond relief, and there had been times where Roy's mind had wondered off to more, well let's say personal things. He had missed important parts of the meeting, the result being that he would have ask whoever to say the sentence again, but apart from that, things had gone very well.
On the good side, Roy had received some good attention from some of the higher officers, when he had answered or gave some opinion about something he had actually listened to, he always noticed some of them nodding their heads in agreement. They were signs for Roy that a promotion was finally in his grasp.
However, Hakuro was a different case. Unlike the other officers he would frown and mutter something to the person next to him, probably something Roy guessed, that wasn't to his favor. Still, the alchemist had long ago given up on trying to impress Hakuro. Roy was better off trying to get the better side of other officers, he really didn't care about the bastard.
Nevertheless, he was happy to be home where he could relax, even if he was in someone else's home. He had only been living with Riza for about six months, and already he felt more relaxed here then he had in his old lonely apartment, only filled with alchemy books and the odd left overs.
He still had that old apartment of course, for appearance's sake only, their relationship was under wraps and probably would be until Roy reached the top and changed it all.
It was then all of a sudden that Roy noticed that the apartment was silent.
Getting up from his seat, he took around the room, expecting Riza to come walking out of bedroom or somewhere to greet him.
Still silent.
"Riza?" He called out slowly, before walking around the couch and towards the bedroom. "Riza, are you there?" He never even saw the coffee table and his ankle banged against one of the wooden legs. "Damn it!" He cursed.
He bent down to rub his now sore ankle and muttered a couple more swear words, how was it that he was the Flame Alchemist, a man who held so much power thanks to his lover, could be knocked down by a simple coffee table?
He was glad that there was no one around to see that.
Roy stood up again, and was about to go searching for Riza again, but his eye caught a piece of paper lying on same coffee table that had hit him. Why hadn't he noticed that before? He picked it up and read what was on it, then sighed. Riza wasn't here after all, so he had hurt his poor ankle all for nothing.
He then heard Black Hayate barking from the kitchen, must mean the black and white dog wants something to eat.
He walked over to the kitchen and carelessly tossed the paper note into the nearby bin.
Again, not even noticing what was in that same bin.
Yes it's a short chapter, but no worries, after just finishing college projects I'll got some free time. Which means more writing!
Thanks for any reviews and to everyone who has read this.
