The two sat in the bus together, Riza closest to the window so that she could see out. Her hand was tightly holding onto his as she felt the bus move. She had never been so far away from her home, and now she was being taken to the next town over. She felt excitement bubble in her but she also felt an over powering fear of what was going to come her way.

But the world was beautiful, right? There would be nothing that could harm her out there.

Roy stared at her, smiling stupidly. She was so cute in his eyes. Plus, he was holding her hand, not many boys his age got to do that with girls. Then again, most young boys just wanted to play and get dirty. Girl's were gross and mom was the only exception.

This young child didn't think that though. Although he constantly hung out with his other guy friends on his down time, he still was distracted by girls. They were like this rare species to him that he always wanted to know. He liked them, but was always nervous to talk to them. The fact he sucked up the courage to talk to Riza was enough to surprise him.

But he was happy he did it. There was something about her that topped all of the other girls that he had had crushes on. She was special.

Riza looked back at him and Roy turned his head, trying to hide the fact that he was staring.

"How far away is this place?" she asked.

He looked back at her, his face slightly red, "I..think it's about twenty minutes away."

She looked back out the window for a moment before turning back to Roy, "Thank you."

"For what?" He questioned.

"For taking me out for the day." she smiled, "I have been hoping for something fun to do."

"Do you ever have fun?" Roy asked.

She was silent for a moment, "Well, I…have the swing."

"Is that it?"

"My father sometimes gives me books to read."

"But don't you have any friends to come over and play with you?" He asked, turning his body to it was facing towards her.

The girl was quiet for a moment, then looked at her feet. She had no friends. No other girls to come over and play dress up, to talk about the little girly things that girls did. She never played house with anyone except for with a few toys and some random objects around the house. The boy that was sitting next to her now, that was the closest thing she had ever had to a friend.

He sensed her silence held significance. "You have no friends, do you?"

She shook her head slowly.

"Well," he squeezed her hand tighter, "from this point on, I will be your friend! We will be the best of friends!"

Riza looked back at him, her eyes wide with surprise. "R-Really?" a wide smile took over her face, she was so excited. "Oh, Roy!" She leaned over and hugged the boy tightly.

His face flushed a bright pink as he hugged her back. He smiled brightly as he thought about hugging her. Her skin was so soft and she smelt sweet, like a bouquet of flowers had been shoved in his face.

But mostly he was proud of himself. The girl he wanted to get to know was now his friend.

She was his friend.

And he was hers.

When Riza let go of him, she looked at her friend's face. "What kind of stuff do friends do?"

Roy looked at her momentarily then tried to think about it, "Um, they play games together, they tell each other stories…"

"Do they stay the night at each other's houses?" she asked, her voice sounding really excited.

His face changed color again as he got really flustered, "W-well they can…"

"Do you want to stay with me tonight then?" her voice was eager.

"Well…" Roy paused, looking down, "Normally girls stay at other girl's house, and boys stay at other boy's houses."

"That's stupid." she replied.

"It's the rules."

"What happens if the girl has a brother?" she asked, questioning what he just told her, "Wouldn't that be breaking the rules?"

"That's a good point…"

"See!" she told him, grabbing his hand once more, "You should stay the night with me then!"

"Well I can't tonight." he told her.

Riza frowned, "Why not?"

"The kids have to ask their parents first."

"Oh." she thought about her father, "I guess we do need permission."

Roy smiled at her, "Don't worry. Your dad has me over all the time, I am sure he will be okay with it. And I know my mom won't mind!"

Her eyes brightened again, "Really?"

"Yeah."