Author's note: So, long time no see, huh? Sorry about that. I really didn't intend to take this long of a hiatus. However, I was reading through the reviews and thought, "Wow, I really should write a new chapter." So, I read over the fanfiction and I didn't even realize I made it this cute. I was hnnging over the entire thing. I am glad to know that I am instilling feelings like that in others too. Also, after hearing this girl's cover of Crucify My Love by X-Japan (/WkahQz6N6k4) I suddenly felt inspired to finally finish this story. It should still be a few more chapters, so don't worry. I won't end it now.


Riza's eyes fluttered open as she felt the evening sun shine in a glare upon her face. She groaned slightly as she sat up, looking around as her vision seemed blurred at first, slowly adjusting to the room around her. She was still in Mustang's office. "How long have I been out?" she asked quietly, holding her head for a moment. The headache was gone, but she felt as though she had over slept and now contained the sense of still being a bit tired.

"You have been out all day." Roy replied, walking over to Riza and tossing her a coat. "I must say, it has been pretty hard to hide you from everyone coming in my office."

Riza's eyes shot wide open, "P-People were in here?" she exclaimed before falling back and letting her back hit the couch, "I can't believe I allowed others to let me slip up."

Roy quietly began to chuckle before he released a hardy laugh. He calmed down a bit and looked at her with a smirk, "You are too easy to fool." He turned around and began to walk back to his desk, "The only one who came in here was Havoc."

Hawkeye quickly stood, putting on her coat as she cleared her throat, trying to shake off some of the embarrassment, "A-and what did he say, sir?"

Roy quirked a brow then turned back to face his subordinate. "He asked what I did that possibly tired you out last night."

Her face flushed red.

The black haired man let out another loud laugh, "Too easy, too easy."

She glowered, "You are a cold man."

Roy managed to calm himself down and just let out an occasional chuckle, "He did ask that though. But all we did was joke around for a while. And don't worry, he didn't tell anyone that you were here."

"He knows the true story though, right?" she asked, hoping for reassurance.

"Yes," he replied, "don't worry about any rumors about you and your boss."

"Alright then, sir." she replied and turned to face the door and began to move towards it.

"Oh, and Lieutenant." he suddenly spoke.

The brown eyed woman turned to him, her body standing at attention "Yes sir?"

He smiled slyly, "Loosen up. I don't want you so uptight at dinner tonight."

"Dinner, sir?" she questioned, confused as to what he was talking about.

"Yes, you owe me a favor, right?" he asked, referring to the deal they had made earlier in the day. "Well, I made reservations earlier today when I was asleep. You owe me your company this evening for dinner."

Her face flushed a bit but it soon turned to her smiling, "What shall I wear, sir?"

"Something nice. This is an alternative for no mini skirts." He joked.

"And what time will you be picking me up, sir?" Riza inquired.

Roy walked over to her, "Expect me there at seven tonight." He soon passed her and made his way over to the door, placing his hand on the doorknob. He paused and looked back at her, "Do you need me to take you home? Or can you handle making it home by yourself?"

Riza looked down at her own feet, "That was just last night." She sighed, "Nothing like that will happen again, sir."

Mustang smiled and let go of the doorknob, walking over to Riza. He took her chin in his hand and made her look up a him. He admired her eyes, even though they looked as if they were ashamed of her actions. Regardless though, they still looked lovely. However, it killed him a bit inside to know that her slip ups bothered her so. "Don't worry about what happened." he told her, "You looked pretty cute drunk."

Hawkeye scrunched her eyebrows as if she had suddenly gotten frustrated with him. She pulled away and sighed, "Sir, you are nothing but a womanizer."

"Is that so bad?" he asked, raising a brow.

She smirked, "Depends." Riza then proceeded to walk past him, placing her hands into her coat pockets.

"Wait, depends on what?" He asked, following after her, chasing her down the hallway.

"I'll see you tonight, sir!" she called out, leaving the building.

"Hey! Don't just ignore me!" he shouted, running over to the door but stopping right before the door shut in his face.

"Lady troubles?" came a voice suddenly.

Roy looked to his side, the smell of a burning cigarette lingered in the air and went into his nose. It was there, leaning up against the wall he saw his subordinate Jean Havoc who was trying to stifle a laugh.

Mustang chuckled, "Hardly."

Havoc raised a brow, "Hardly? Didn't look that way to me." The blond chuckled a bit.

"Just so you know, I am actually having dinner tonight with a lovely woman." Roy boasted in retort.

The other man looked a little surprised, "Hawkeye?" he questioned, "That's a nice catch, but she is a bit feisty, wouldn't you say?"

"The most feisty of them all." Roy replied, looking at the door, "But, I like a good challenge every so often."

"Just consider yourself lucky to get a girl." Havoc sighed, pushing himself against the wall and walking past Roy. "See you tomorrow, Colonel." He put his hand on the door knob and turned back to the black haired man, "Oh, and don't make any mistakes. I seem to do that a lot and look at where I am." He laughed a bit and left the building.