Theme: 004. Grave
Dedication: edPod, you were a great reviewer of Chess. Thank you for all the well-rounded critique and the lovely reviews.
Disclaimer: If I owned Full Metal Alchemist, Fuery would own Kain Kreme doughnuts.
Angles
004. Grave
Breathe in.
First Lieutenant Hawkeye looked into the cloud, watching the snow fall softly upon the stones without a word to the man beside her. The air was cool and crisp, stinging at her cheeks to make them a tint of pink she was not quite sure had ever graced her cheeks before. Not to mention, of all people, he was the one who had dragged her here.
The only time in which Riza had ever made a point of coming to one of these places was when she was much younger, much more nubile, and much more naive. A week after her father had died. She had never returned. Not even once.
Not only this, she had been awoken at around six in the morning when he rang her doorbell to demand that she went there with him. Riza only rose early on the mornings she was obliged to travel to her workplace. Otherwise, it was plain unheard of. Because God, Hell had no fury like a woman scorned. Or a woman who missed out on a decent amount of time in which she could sleep.
Respire.
"You know Hawkeye, you should be thankful I brought you here so early. The rest of your day must be busy, and you would not be able to visit Hughes unless Gracia was in your plans." He told her a little too cheerfully. Her eyes narrowed into slits as they glanced unto his sharp features. Of all the places in the world, Riza had not expected to spend her Christmas day in a cemetery.
"No, I do not know. I also doubt I will be thankful for it, although I have no plans." She half growled, not even bothering to add a Sir unto the end of her words where it was appropriate. After all, they were not at work. They were in a cemetery, in the freezing cold. Not to mention, Riza just plain hated winter. With a passion.
"A beautiful woman like you? I doubt you are telling the truth." He half-mocked, placing the bunch of flowers she had bought elegantly in front of the stone. She felt her cheeks sting redder, although he probably was just trying to annoy her. By God, he most cetainly knew it annoyed her as well. She hated this man sometimes.
"I am." She replied bitterly, feeling her frozen lips beginning to turn blue. No, she could not just feel it. She was almost certain they were, as they were too numb for her to feel anything. As were her fingertips, her toes, everything. Correction. She hated this man alot sometimes.
"Oh. That makes two of us." He told her, firm dissmisal in his voice. Her glare hardened even further. He recoiled, and she felt some small form of satisfaction. At least he now got her point. She hated him more than alot. She hated him with every fibre of her being at this moment.
Inhale.
"We should spend today together, you know." He said, looking at his right-hand woman. Riza looked at him a moment, a ludicorous look spreading across her face a moment before she burst into peals of laughter.
"You know, I just might be thankful for this. A funny joke." She told him stiffly. He looked at her a moment with perfect calm, and she began to feel unerved. Was something wrong with him? He looked fine a moment ago. Unless he had been serious. Not likely.
He edged slowly closer. She ignored him, seeing as he still had the stupid grin upon his face. Funny, really. Roy really was an idiot. Then before she could protest about this fact, he was next to her and smiling like the cheshire cat.
Pulling her arm quickly, he kissed her for a matter of mere seconds before pulling away and leaving her spellbound. She stood frozen a moment, looking at his now straight face.
Exhale.
"I was being serious."
So...Roy wanted to visit Maes. Yes, odd for this theme. Usually it is angst for others, but this came out as fluff. I am trying to avoid angst at the moment though, seeing as it is only around five days until Christmas. Ninety six to go.
Preview for theme five: He would always ask her how she was, every single morning. So even if she was not, she would always tell him the same answer as she cleaned her gun.
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