Prompt: Roy and Riza, Trees

Submitted by: Causmicfire

Author's Notes: It is nighttime, I wrote this in the middle of the day at work. Black Hayate wanted some love, and trees could be involved. I may be getting sick because my mother has an awful stomach bug, so…yeah. Enjoy!


The Saturday afternoon was pleasantly warm, just the proper amount of breeze to keep the temperature comfortable. The park was crowded with parents, children and pets, enjoying the beautiful weather. Some were enjoying a picnic lunch with friends, other playing games, and still others throwing balls for their canine companions to catch.

In civilian clothing with her blonde hair loose over her shoulders, First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye almost blended in with the crowd. Her small dog, Black Hayate, was tremendously enjoying his mommy throwing a ball for him, just so he could run off and catch it. Every time, the little black and white ball of energy would bound after the ball, emphatically yapping the whole way. He returned with the blue ball like clockwork, depositing it at his mommy's feet. She seemed happy to repeat the process too, at least until she scooped up his ball to tuck it away.

Yawning, she moved to the shade of the trees, settling herself down and seeing to it that Hayate was comfortable too. The dog decided that today's greatest place of comfort would be in his mommy's lap, and took his place of honor, curling up. She placed a hand on his head to scratch behind his ears, her other hand grabbing her book and flipping it open to read.

"What a surprise, Lieutenant."

Even on her rare day off, she responded to her military rank, and peered up from her book to see her superior officer, Colonel Roy Mustang, directly in front of her. "Good afternoon, sir."

He smirked at her, a trademarked, characteristic look that suited his features, before tilting his head just slightly to the right. "Is that a good book?"

She glanced up once again, and this time the dog looked up as well. "Yes, sir, it is."

Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he looked up at the green foliage overhead. "Would you mind if I joined you, Lieutenant?"

Smiling, she shook her head. "Not at all, sir—there's plenty of room."

There was a moderate amount of shifting and then the two were settled. Black Hayate glanced from his mother to his mother's friend, sniffing vigorously. He then stretched himself out as far as he could, resting his front paws on him and his hind legs on her, his belly flopped into the grass in the space between their forms.

She appeared surprised, but he snickered, scratching the dog's head. "That certainly can't be good for his back," he declared.

"No, I would suppose not." She was resting one hand on the dog's back, fiddling with his fur.

For a moment, he was silent, and then he took a moment to look at his Lieutenant. "It doesn't seem fair to make him choose to sit with," he replied, both hands gently scooping up the front of the pup as he inched closer to her, until their shoulders were brushing. Here, he resituated himself. He could feel her shifting to do the same.

Proud of himself, Black Hayate yapped brightly, perching himself directly on the space where their bodies met, gazing up at her with a winning puppy-dog smile that the woman couldn't interpret.

Success.


Final Author's Note:

Whoooooosh. Black Hayate was feeling very neglected, so he decided to play matchmaker. That is him, by the way, the success. He's so awfully proud of himself, and all he did was get two people to make themselves a chair for him. Though I'm sure, if he knew what getting Roy and Riza to make a 'chair' for him meant, he would be even more proud.

That is all.

I know this isn't so much trees related, but they are…under…a tree. Yeah. Hope you liked it ;