Roy had set Riza up with a small simple apartment. She was already looking for a job and working to get her life off of the ground in central.

"So you're gonna be alright on your own?"

"Yes. I highly appreciate all that you've done for me." She bowed her head in gratitude.

"Seriously. Don't mention it." He scratched the back of his head, and walked slowly towards the door. But he stopped mid stride.

"Riza, I have something to ask you before I go."

"What is it Lieutenant." He flinched at her using his military title.

"I wanted to ask you about...Your father's research. "

Her eyes flew open, and a diluted red settled on her face. "He told you about that?"

"Well, he told me that you are in possession of it." Roy was confused by her reaction, and turned to fully face her. "I believe he entrusted it to me, Since I was his last pupil. Might I see it?" He grew uneasy as he looked her shifting eyes and flushing features.

"Did-Did he tell you where he put it?" She seemed to struggle to look him in the eyes.

"Uh...No, he did not. Where-?"

She unbuttoned the top button of her blouse. Roy gulped. "He-had it tattooed on my back." She said straightly.

"Oh, well." His face glowing crimson. "I understand that you might not trust me enough to see it. Since, I'm a ma-"

"It's okay." She said with release. She undid another button, hesitantly.

"Wait." He walked up to her to catch her hand. "You're shaking. I wont force you. I-I don't need to se-"

"You'll just be looking at my back. I'll turn around." She turned to let her back face him. "It doesn't matter." Her voice was broken. "The only way I was ever of any use to him was to be his alchemy document." She began undoing more buttons. Roy felt his face heat as the dark blue blouse fell from her shapely body. Revealing the most advanced and intricate alchemical diagram he had ever seen.

"Oh my god. This- this is-"

Her eyes were down-cast, with arms looped tightly over her breasts. His closeness was rousing unfamiliar strange and feelings in her. Despite her past opinions of him, she still found him rather dashing. And now, he was the only man she could ever trust.

She trusted him with everything that was ever sacred to her.

"Now, I'm lucky I keep my notepad with me." Soon the only sounds heard was of their breathing, and the scratching of his pen on paper.

"You know the only reason I'm letting you do this because I'm armed, right?"

"W-what?"

"The only useful thing I learned from my father was how to shoot a gun. Well actually that's the only thing he taught me."

"He wouldn't teach you alchemy be he taught you gun-play?" He didn't look away from he task at hand.

"He felt it was more vital to my self-defence."

"I see. Are you any good?"

"I've never missed a target."

"Hah, that makes you better than all the men in my unit."

"What are you implying, sir?" Sir? Really?

"Nothing. Just that you're better than my men." He had to concentrate on at least a couple things at a time to distract himself from the fact that he, yes, was very much indeed at least slightly aroused by her slender yet round and-

Damn it Roy. Don't think like that. She trusts you. He was glad she couldn't see the...numerous bodily responses to this, very interesting predicament..

"Are you almost done?"

"Almost. I swear. " He scratched down the last of his coded notes. "There. I can't thank you enough Miss Riza, for trusting me."

"How many times have I told you to just call me Riza?" She buttoned her blouse back up and gave him an amused expression.

"Only if you drop the 'Lieutenant's' and 'Sir's" He smiled wryly, placing the notepad pack in his coat.

"Of course, Roy." She grinned as his name passed through her lips.

He felt an odd trickle of pleasure run through him. "Well, I ought to be going now Riza. If you need me, you know where to find me."

"Thank you, Good bye Roy,"

"Good bye."

I realize that a lot of the RoyAi drabbles are going to be a mite inconsistant. Contrary to my normal style, they're not on one fixed timeline. I'm experimenting.