A/N: Hello, dear readers. This is really short chapter. But it's very necessary so don't kill me…Enjoy the story instead.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own FMA, if I did, I could draw so much better.

Chapter twenty-one: Revelation

I didn't quite know how it happened, but Roy had just managed to make his aunt and sisters believe he had gotten Emily pregnant. What followed was a worried scolding that only ended when Roy raised his voice. Madame had finally seemed to realize that they had gotten a wrong assumption and Roy seemed to be more relaxed than awhile ago. He was still holding my hand, though gentler than before. He was listening to something his aunt said and as he didn't let go of me, I carefully looked at him and then started to play with his fingers. His attention seemed to shift on me, his onyx eyes looking at me curiously. I smiled and he returned my smile.

"Yeah…no, I don't know if I'll come there next weekend. Probably."

His answered to a question Chris had made. They kept on chatting, but suddenly Roy went still. I searched his face with my eyes, questioning him.

"Wait a second, Chris."

He covered the phone with his hand.

"She wants to know what it was that I wanted to tell before…you know."

"Yes…"

I looked at him, waiting for him to continue and tell Chris about us. However, his eyes were unsure.

"What will I tell to her?"

Roy bit his lower lip, looking both cute and anxious. I realized he was still nervous about telling his family. So I decided, in a moment of bravery, to take the handset from his hand and tell the news myself. Roy just looked at me and waited.

"Um, hello Madame. It's Riza here."

"Why, hello sweetie. How are you?"

The husky voice answered.

"Fine, thank you. Actually, I want to tell something to you. I-Roy was trying to say it to you earlier, but he couldn't-"

"Oh, yes, tell me honey, should I be concerned of my boy?"

"No, I don't think so, but, what I mean to say is that Roy and I…"

I paused shortly before continuing. Roy's grip on my hand tightened.

"We are dating."

I could hear a moment of silence in the other end of the line.

"You're dating with our Roy?"

"Yes."

I felt funny in my stomach as I waited for her to answer. Instead of Chris saying anything I could hear exited squeals of young women.

"Riza! It's me, Jessie! I'm so happy for you honey!"

"I want to talk to her too! Hi, it's Vanessa here! How did it happen? Did he buy you roses?"

"Riza, Angie here, when are you coming to Central? I have some tips for you to make Roy very happy…"

The phone seemed to be changing its owner quickly as all the girls tried to speak to me. I didn't have a chance to answer anyone's questions. Roy's lips curved up to a smirk as he pressed his ear next to the handset so that he too could hear what they were saying.

"I guess they accept us."

He remarked. I just nodded, feeling relieved. Then Roy stole the phone from my hands, wearing a bright smile.

"Hey, ladies…aren't you going to congratulate me?"

The screaming on the other end of the line got louder and I shook my head fondly before leaving Roy to chat with the girls. It seemed everything was finally going as it should. Easily.

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"Riza."

I heard a voice from the door. I had just been reading a book in our library, curled into my favorite armchair. I lifted my eyes from the book, meeting Roy's black ones staring at me.

"Yes?"

He started walking towards me, his steps so light it seemed he hardly even hit the ground. The smile on his handsome face was slightly…predatory. I immediately felt reserved. That look couldn't mean anything good.

"Roy?"

His smile just widened as he stalked closer. Then, when he was about one meter away from me and the chair, he jumped, closing the distance between us. He lifted me into air as if I didn't weight all that much. I couldn't help the embarrassing cry that left my lips as he did that, pulling me into his lap as he fell down to the chair, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

"I just thought this chair still looked like it could fit us both."

He told me, perfectly serious if you didn't count those sparkling eyes. I raised my left eyebrow.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. And I really felt like hugging you, you know."

He mumbled into my hair. I felt my cheeks redden just so slightly. I wasn't used to hearing things like this, least of all from his lips. It made me feel special.

"I'm happy."

I whispered.

"Hmm? What did you say?"

He inquired.

"Nothing. Just thinking aloud."

"Aw, Riza, you can tell me. Was it about my good looks? My gorgeous hair? Or was it-"

"It was about your overly big ego, obviously."

He faked a horrified look, moving his right hand to his chest.

"Is that how you speak to your beloved boyfriend?"

I acted like I was thinking before nodding.

"Why yes, that's exactly how."

"You're breaking my heart!"

He laughed. After his laughter stopped, he twirled some of my hair around his finger.

"You know, the real reason, except for wanting to hold you…I came here because Chris asked me something. She said that she will understand if you can't, but she wanted to know if you could go to Central next weekend, with me. I told her you probably want to ask from Master, if it's ok before answering."

"Really? Well…it would be nice, I guess if father would let me go. But why does she want me to come?"

Roy looked at me bemusedly, as if the answer should've been clear from the start.

"What do you mean why? Of course she wants to meet my girlfriend."

"We have already met."

I reminded him.

"Well, you weren't my girlfriend before. Besides, the girls are probably dragging you there, wanted or not. You heard how exited they were, I bet they are just dying to see you again and ask all the dirty details I won't give them."

"Dirty details?"

"Like what happened with me and Emily and how I asked you to date with me."

He rolled his eyes.

"You know the girly stuff."

I nodded a little unsurely. I did not have female friends. I did not know the so called girly stuff. I was a little terrified to think of that kind of things actually.

"Well, anyways, what do you say? Will you ask Master when he returns?"

I thought about it for a minute. Would father let me go? Or would he just be annoyed that I asked? Roy's pleading look was enough for me to make up my mind. I was his girlfriend now. I owned him this much.

"Fine, I'll ask him."

A/N: So here it is. I hope you liked it; we'll see if Berthold let's Riza go in the next chapter. I have some plans for the next chap already…we might even meet one new character. But well, you'll see. Please, leave a review if you have time and thanks for all of you who reviewed the last chapter. You all get a hug from Roy.