For those of you who were following Royai Week, I apologize for taking five months to finish this one shot (and it's shorter than my normal chapters and one shots). I got really sick during that week and ended at this one shot, so I decided to finish it up at least, if not finish out the week strong. Hopefully the latter will happen, but I wouldn't count on it. I haven't been active in the FMA fandom in a long time, so I don't know how accurate I will be.

Please continue to read and review though!

After dinner, Riza pulled Roy into the garden area, where there was a patch of grass and two pillows on the ground. Roy had a faint idea of what was going to happen, but he wasn't really prepared for tonight's mess.

"Lay down," she instructed. Roy did as he was told. Riza laid back in the grass next to him and put her head on the pillow.

"Are we sleeping under the stars tonight?" Roy asked.

"Not unless you want to," she teased. "There are by far too many ants and critters around here to actually sleep properly outside. Plus, I neglected to bring a blanket or anything else, just a pillow for some comfort."

"I could always go back inside to get a blanket and whatever else we need," Roy offered.

Riza nodded, not really listening. Instead, her focus was on the night sky. Roy glanced at her, mesmerized by how attentive she seemed to be on the night lights shining bright. He stared at them, trying to connect the dots to make constellations and pretty pictures in the sky. However, his efforts were to no avail.

"The stars are beautiful," Riza murmured. She tried to reach them using her right hand, but she was too far away to reach them. "Wouldn't it be nice to be a star, glowing brightly during the night time?"

Roy believed that Riza was already a star in his eyes. "I suppose," he mused. "To be the light to guide someone out of the dark."

Slowly, but surely, the stars moved in the sky. Riza was fascinated by how humans could not detect that we were moving, always moving, even though we can't feel the planet turning. Roy secretly thought that she was a space nut. Still, her eyes were fixed on the sky, watching a couple of shooting stars pass by.

"Look, Roy, a shooting star," Riza pointed out at the third shooting star passing by.

"It's wonderful," Roy agreed.

The two of them sat there for a while, pointing out stars in the sky and ones that shot across the night sky. They both admired how they twinkled so brightly in the night sky. Roy admired the stars in the sky, while Riza sat there, trying to trace some of the constellations drawn in the sky. Roy laughed several times at some awful attempts to find Ursa Major.

"I'm sorry. Constellations are quite fascinating, yet I just can't seem to get a hang of actually pinpointing one," Riza laughed apologetically.

"You have nothing to apologize for," Roy whispered. "Though, it is amusing to see you try."

Riza turned back, red in the face. For a while now, she has had this weird attraction to the man. Perhaps it was the way he danced as he cleaned up the dishes after dinner. Maybe it was the way he hunched over his books at night, studying feverishly all through the night in order to please her father. He was, after all, a hard man to please, but he saw something in Roy Mustang. He was still here, for one thing. Riza held back her strong admiration for him, merely watching him from afar.

"Here," Roy offered, "why don't I point one out to you?"

"Sure," Riza said shyly. "Which one is Ursa Major?"

Roy pointed to the bear shaped figure in the sky. Riza traced the stars with her pointer finger, and the other man nodded in approval. "That's Ursa Major, the bear in the sky. And in it is the Big Dipper, the ladle in the constellation. It's an asterism, a constellation that isn't an actual constellation."

Riza frowned. "What does that mean?"

"It's just a group of stars that make up something that is a part of a bigger constellation," Roy shrugged. Truth be told, he was just showing off his astronomy knowledge at this point.

Roy would never admit something as silly as this, but for the longest time now, he withheld feelings for her. From the very start, he knew that there was a small magnet that pulled the two of them together, and she was someone very special to him. Roy found her haircut to be very boyish, yet attractive on her. It featured her features nicely, and really showed her personality. Although, if she let her hair grow out, Roy doubted he could hold back anymore.

"Roy?" Riza interrupted his thoughts.

"Huh?" Roy asked, trying to hide his embarrassment. Thankfully, it was dark outside, so she couldn't have seen how red his face was.

Riza stood over the man lying on the ground. Her hand was outstretched to him. Smiling so that Roy could see her pearly whites even in this amount of darkness, she beckoned for him to get up from the ground. Roy took her hand, almost jolting it away when he felt an electric shock coursing through him.

Riza pulled away, though. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't think that would happen."

Roy hid his slight discomfort from the shock. "It's perfectly alright. Now, why are we going inside already?"

Riza pointed to her imaginary watch. "Didn't you know? It's ten o'clock, curfew is in thirty minutes. Hurry up, Roy, or Father will be furious."

Roy understood, and he hoisted himself up into a standing position. "Alright," he replied, following Riza into the house.