I know this isn't the best story out there, but I hope it entertains you all.
Also, I am sorry it took so long for some good royai to start appearing.
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On the fourth day, Roy was tired of laying on the couch, so he decided to go to the lake. He sat in the sand with his feet in the water, his shoes and socks on the ground beside him. This is nice. He thought and took off his shirt a little later to bake in a patch of sunlight. It took his mind off of Hawkeye at least.
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She didn't know what had happened to cause it, but she felt the loss of their closeness keenly. Hawkeye walked to the lake, which was becoming her place to mope during the day. She had lost all interest in doing anything else and wished this week would end already so she could focus on work at least.
Then she saw the Lt. Colonel. Hawkeye felt her heart leap. He wasn't inside distancing himself... and... she stopped, staring. Suddenly, she could imagine feeling up that magnificent chest, putting her arms around it, and looking up at Roy's face... Oh my god. Am I in love with him? Falling in love? Hawkeye shook her head. That was ridiculous, she couldn't fall in love with him, or anyone. She knew it'd only bring her heartbreak, but looking at Roy who looked so peaceful and even happy now instead of being upset made her feel... glad. Very glad. She recalled how unreasonably upset she's been, how she beat herself up over failing to do something for him and for making herself look like an idiot in front of him. How long have I loved him? She wondered as she realized her feelings were stronger than they should be in a friendship. But what did it matter? She had to act as if she didn't love him. She couldn't act on her feelings. Hawkeye approached him. "I'm glad to see you enjoying yourself, sir."
Roy jumped, but stayed sitting down. "Oh, hey Lieutenant. You surprised me. What are you up to?" Roy stayed bright and happy, leaving Hawkeye to believe he was himself again. The pain in her heart eased, overcome with happiness.
Hawkeye smiled. "Oh, I've been brushing up on my swimming." She said and took off her shirt, revealing a bikini top that was a golden yellow, which looked good with her hair and eyes. She wriggled out of her skirt next to show she had a matching bikini bottom. Slowly, she went into the water.
Roy was left with his jaw hanging open and his eyes wide as he stared in lust and disbelief that she had just done that in front of him. Wow... He was happy that he was sitting down because that excited him like nothing else before. He was pretty sure he was drooling as he watched those hips and thighs move into the water. She's far hotter than I imagined.
Once she was in deep enough, Hawkeye dove and resurfaced further away. She swam gracefully and shortly turned to him. "You see? I can swim." Then she blushed, seeing the look on his face.
Roy blinked and shook his head to clear his thoughts. " ...what? Did you say something?" He asked, dumbfounded by her looks.
Hawkeye felt slightly annoyed now. "I can swim, sir." She repeated.
"Yeah. I realized that when you went in the water and didn't drown." He said, continuing to stare.
Hawkeye splashed him.
Roy put a hand up to block it, but it was in vain. "Hey, stop it! You know water is my weakness." He joked and then acted as if he were melting.
"My apologies, sir, but you looked as if someone needed to snap you out of something." She said, retreating.
Damn, she noticed. Then again, how could she not? Either way, he was going to get back at her for that. He slipped a hand into his pocket and when he pulled it out, it was gloved. Roy dipped his hand into the water which in turn glowed and a thick fog enveloped the small lake. He quickly stripped off his glove and shorts before jumping into the water.
Hawkeye heard him enter the water, but she didn't see him. "I'm honored, sir, that you have to use a smoke screen just to get back at me." She said, then held her nose and took a deep breath before diving as quietly as can be. She swam off, figuring he'd head for where he last knew her to be.
Roy stayed close to the bottom. Seeing through the water, he stalked her until he got close enough to her, then he grabbed the back of her bikini top. Startled, Hawkeye's first reaction was to struggle to get free and it was a mistake. Roy didn't mean to, but the top came free and was in his hand. Oops. She's going to be so pissed. In a panic, he swam back to shore with her top.
Hawkeye surfaced and wasn't too happy when she saw Roy getting out of the water, holding her top. She swam into more shallow water and keeping only her head above the water, she crossed her arms over her chest. "Sir! Get back here and give that back to me!"
Roy looked at the top, then at her. "Is that an order?" I'm already a dead man, so why not? He figured.
Just now noticing how wet and bare his body was, Hawkeye suddenly became distracted, her anger becoming forgotten. "Its a- a... an order, yes." I've never seen this much of him before... Her thought trailed off into a fantasy where she was curled up next to him on the sand.
"I think you're getting your ranks confused. If anything, you should come over here and get it." He said, dangling the top out towards her with a hand.
"Hm? Oh, excuse me, sir. What was that?" She said, snapped out of her fantasy.
What? Does she not care anymore? "Nice try Lieutenant, but that's not going to work on me."
"What's not going to?"
"Reverse psychology."
" ...could you just give it back already, sir?"
"But I'm having fun." Roy sighed. "Alright." He tossed the top weakly over to her. It didn't even make it halfway to her.
With a resigned sigh, Hawkeye went to go get it, keeping an arm over her breast. She picked it up.
Oh... my... god. Roy licked his drying lips. She looks amazing. I wish I had a calendar where every month is a nude picture of her. He tried his hardest not to think of what each month would be for he had a summer one right in front of him.
Her own gaze was drawn towards him and seeing him stare, Hawkeye straightened and shyly turned her back to him to put the top back on, her fingers fumbling with it.
"Mmm hmm." God, I can't just stand here. "Do you need help putting it back on?" He stepped back into the water without waiting for an answer and grabbed the strings to the bikini from her. He carefully tied it on. "I thought you said you didn't have a swimsuit." Roy said, moving away slightly to let her know he was finished.
She adjusted the front of her bikini top before turning to him. "I said there were none that hid my back, sir." She said, her expression said she hadn't forgiven him for what he had done. "You're lucky you're my superior." Hawkeye added. And that I love you. She didn't add, because she was tempted to slap him, but wouldn't out of sheer respect and love. She walked off to her clothes.
Roy frowned. He knew it wasn't because he was her superior. He thought it was because of his dream and if she reported him, his career and his reputation would be endangered. He allowed himself to deny the fact that she didn't love him and that reopened fresh wounds. "I didn't mean to pull off your top. Just make you think I was. Sorry." Roy said with the false hope that the apology would fix everything.
Hawkeye paused and turned to him slowly. The apology was surprisingly heartfelt. "Well, you did make me think you were, which is why I tried to get away. You didn't need to run to shore with it though."
Roy shrugged at that. "I was just winging it. I'm surprised you're so upset now, but only because you didn't seem to be when I was doing it."
She couldn't believe he had said that. She had thought he'd apologize for that as well and give a better explanation than that. "What? Of course I was!"
" ...right." I guess she wasn't seeing what I was. He thought, grabbing his own clothes. He went back to the house and dressed. He didn't want to be here anymore and hadn't for a few days now. He packed his stuff before going downstairs. He gave Amy a call and she agreed to give him a ride out of there as soon as possible. Roy set the phone down and went to nap on the couch.
Hawkeye came in a little later and Roy opened an eye. "I'm leaving today."
"Oh, you're tired of being here already?" Hawkeye didn't know what to think anymore at this announcement. Things apparently weren't as fixed as she had thought them to be.
"Something came up at work. I'll have to return." He lied.
"I might as well come with you to help then." She said.
"No. This is your week. I wasn't even supposed to be here. Don't let something that had happened to me ruin your week. Stay here and enjoy yourself." He ordered. "I'll be getting a ride back, so you'll take my car back." Roy added, pointing to a key he had left on an end table.
"I won't be able to enjoy myself when I'm here alone." Hawkeye pointed out. "These past couple of days I've been off by myself because you won't join me and I've found it very boring."
"Nonsense Lieutenant." Roy looked away as his eyes narrowed. "Surely you can have fun by yourself, besides, this whole trip I've been doing nothing."
"No, you were with me as we explored on our first day here. You were with me earlier today at the lake even."
Is she saying what happened at the lake was fun? "You don't need me to have fun Lieutenant."
"I just told you I was bored when I was by myself. If you're leaving, then I'm leaving too." She said, becoming more stubborn the more he insisted she stay. Hawkeye didn't want him to leave while he was like this. She needed to fix what was wrong, whatever that was.
"Ugh." Roy face palmed. He had no clue why she was doing this. I guess its because we're friends. He thought and smiled, dropping his hand down. Think about the stupidity of it all. Here was Hawkeye trying to go wherever he went and he was trying to ditch her. However, her disobedience was getting very annoying. He shook his head. "Why are you being so difficult?"
"Because you are, sir."
She's not even making any sense. Roy thought with a sigh. "I'm leaving Lieutenant. You can stay or leave. I don't care. You're not coming with me." He said sternly.
She looked away from him, then grabbed the car key. "I don't know what's wrong." Hawkeye said quietly and a little sadly. "I wish you'd tell me so I could help, instead of distancing yourself from me."
"I think I'm making the problem quite obvious." Roy said, picking up his bags and walking out the door.
Hawkeye stood there, so shocked and hurt she was speechless. She felt frozen to the spot. I'm the problem? I'm the one upsetting him? It was heartbreaking. She didn't know what she had done to upset him, but perhaps she deserved it as punishment for falling in love with him.
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Outside, Roy set his bags down and sat on the porch by them since Amy hadn't arrived yet. He rested his head in his hand and thought. Hawkeye was just trying to be nice and hang out with him and he had insulted her for her trouble. Roy wondered if he should go back in and apologize, but he figured she wouldn't find one acceptable.
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Hawkeye can't be in a relationship with anyone because of her back. Me and EW (Eli White) agreed that she wouldn't risk it even with part of the tattoo burned. And also, people would likely be very turned off by the mess that her back is in, at least, that is what Hawkeye would think I think.
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Oh my god, this was a long chapter.
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Read some of the Riza Babysitter story. Hawkeye is really ooc in that, but its obvious the author had to make her that way to be able to have a good story. Also, those kids man. Those kids. It really is one crazy family. Alphonse is like the only normal one I swear.