AN: Soluna here. Sorry it's been so long since the last chapter. School just started up again so things have been kind of hectic. Well, I hope you enjoy this chapter. It's my favorite so far. If you didn't know already, I am a huge RoyRiza fan. Just a reminder, RoyRiza is the only active pairing in this fic. Don't expect any EdOC or anything. Maiwyn and I are rather against that.

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA. Maiwyn, remember that it's Winry, not Winwy.

Rhina walked inside the fancy restaurant and was led to her reserved table. She was a few minutes early put that was essential to the plan.

"I'm meeting someone here. Her name is Rhina Mustang. Has she arrived yet?" Rhina heard Riza ask from the front of the restaurant. She waved to the Lieutenant, and Riza came and sat down. Now came the tricky part.

"Hey Riza! I need to go to the bathroom. If the waiter comes, tell him I would like a cup of coffee and a water," Rhina said.

The Lt. Colonel walked to the bathroom put didn't go in. Instead she hid behind a large potted plant to watch the upcoming events.

"My niece reserved a table for us. Under the name Mustang? Is she here?" Mustang said from the door. Rhina hoped that Riza couldn't hear him.

This part of the plan relied on the staff of Sakura. Hopefully, they wouldn't mess up.

Roy was led to the table where Riza was sitting.

"Here you go sir. Miss Mustang should be here shortly," said the waiter.

Roy had such a look of surprise on his face when he saw Riza that Rhina almost burst out laughing and gave away her hiding place.

"There must be a mistake. This is not my niece," said Roy.

"No sir. There is no mistake. This is the table that Miss Mustang reserved. However, she did not say that she would be sitting here. You can ask her that when she comes back," the waiter said with a smile on his face. Almost the entire staff knew about Rhina's evil plot. Everyone thought it was hilarious.

"I suggest sir, that you sit down and wait," the waiter said and walked away.

Roy sat. Rhina decided that this would be a good time to come out. She didn't want anyone leaving.

"Hey Uncle!" the young alchemist said as she skipped over to the table.

"Rhina!" both Riza and Roy said.

"What is going on here?" demanded Roy.

Rhina looked at both soldiers with a fake look of confusion. Of course she knew exactly what was going on.

"It seems that there has been some mistake. Since there isn't enough room for three here, I'll go sit over at that conveniently empty table over there. You two stay here and have a nice dinner. Of course I'll still pay for all three of us," she said and skipped away before either of them could object.

"We've been set up," Roy said, still slightly confused. He had no idea that his niece was so devious.

"Did you just figure that out, sir?" Riza replied sarcastically.

"Do you think we should just go ahead and eat?" the colonel asked.

"Yes. She said she would pay for it, so why waste a good meal, sir?" Riza responded.

"Since we're not on duty, will you please call me Roy?"

"No, sir."

"Why not?"

"I believe that a soldier should remain professional at all times. He or she needs to set an example for the rest of the population."

Then the waiter came up and took their orders. He was followed by what looked to be a small army of men in tuxedos. Two candles were placed on the table and lit. A rose in a beautiful crystal vase came next. The next waiter came with a bottle of champagne and two glasses. Rhina planned everything out.

In the candle light Roy noticed what Riza was wearing for the first time. Instead of her usual blue uniform, she had donned a long flowing blue dress with thin straps. Her hair was pulled into her usual clip at the back of her head but shone under the dim lights of the resturant. She really was very pretty.

Roy had known that he was in love with for a while. Everyone knew that. He had liked her because she was Riza, not because of her looks. The colonel hadn't really seen her this way before.

"Um, would you like some champagne?" he asked nervously. Suddenly he didn't know how to act. Should he act like he did on his other dates, the suave, enchanting colonel? Or should he act like he was at the office, the leader yet somewhat lazy?

"That would be nice," Riza replied in her usual formal tone. She didn't want the colonel to know what she was really thinking. The Lt. Colonel had loved him for months but she knew he didn't like her. His constant dates with other women proved that. Why did Rhina have to put her in such an embarrassing situation?

Then Roy poured the drinks and brought up the subject of work so they talked about that casually until the food came.

After several minutes of quiet eating, Roy put his fork and knife down.

"Riza, I've been wondering about something the entire meal and I need the answer. Why are you always so formal with me?" the colonel asked. He had taken a risk. Some women would have hit him for asking such a personal question. Others would have muttered some random response that had absolutely nothing to do with the actual question. Roy hoped that Riza would answer honestly.

"I already told you. I feel that-"

Roy cut her off by saying," I know that's not the real reason. Do I intimidate you or something?"

"No. It's just that if I act emotionless and professional all the time, then no one knows what I'm thinking," she answered and then covered her mouth. In her haste to prove her superior wrong, she had blurted out something she really didn't want to tell anyone. She knew exactly what this would lead to.

"What are you thinking?" Roy asked.

Riza was right. She knew he was going to ask that question, and of course she didn't want to answer.

"You don't want to know. It would make things very awkward between us," the female soldier replied. That was more than she wanted to tell but hopefully it would let him know he needed to stop asking questions before she did something stupid.

"What if I tell you what I'm thinking first? Then will you share the knowledge of your thoughts with me?" the colonel asked.

"Maybe. It depends on what you're thinking."

Roy took a deep breath and said, "I am thinking about how beautiful you look in the candlelight. About how much I admire you. How much better you are than all the other women I date."

Riza smiled and leaned in toward him.

"Now it's your turn what are you thinking?" Roy asked. By her response he could figure it out, but he wanted to hear her say it.

"About how much I admire you and how you much I hate all the women you date."

Then Roy leaned in and took her head in his hands. The soldier leaned in and kissed the woman who was much, much better than any of the brainless women he wouldn't be dating for a long time.

In the background, the couple could hear Rhina jumping up and down and screaming.

Roy pulled away gently and said, "Excuse me. I must go and see how much coffee my dear niece has consumed. I'll be back in a minute."