Chibified!

Chapter 2: Go Forth to Home

Hawkeye went out of work early today since she has a child to take care of. They started to walk down the sidewalk, walking on their way to Riza's apartment. Little Roy walked to the side of her rubbing his arms looking at the ground.

Riza finally glanced at him. "Lance, you haven't said a word after we left… Is there something wrong?"

Roy turned away blushing still rubbing his skinny arms. First, Hughes turns him back into a kid, then he gives him a stupid name, Lance, and now he left him Riza's care. Roy gritted his teeth. Hughes would someday pay. "N-no… nothing is wrong.." Little Roy answered.

Riza watched him silently shivering and chattering his teeth as they continued walking down the sidewalk. "Are you cold?"

Roy blinked and his mind came back to sudden reality. He was cold. He was freezing cold. He was too caught up plotting against Hughes that he had ignored the fact that he was cold. Roy made no reply.

"Here… I won't be needing this.." Riza took off her extra jacket and put it on Roy. She started to adjust it to make it fit in his small size.

Roy blushed and looked at his feet. He couldn't stand looking at anyone due to his condition. He then smelled a fragrance from Riza's cloak. Potpourri.

Riza finally dusted off Roy's cloak. "There we go.."

Roy huddled himself in the cloak trying to hide his face. "Th-thank you.." He managed to say.

Riza stood up and began walking down the sidewalk with Roy walking by her. "Before we go home, we need to go shopping for you're new clothes. We can't have you walking in the same clothes everyday, can we?" Riza glanced over at Roy and smiled.

Roy tried to avoid eye contact. He found it so strange. He didn't feel like as if he were around 1st Lieutenant Hawkeye; the he knew; but he felt like he was with a whole different Riza Hawkeye, as in a stranger.

They finally came to a halt. Roy looked up ahead and it was a crosswalk.

They waited for a couple of moments until the light turned green. Before little Roy could walk off, Riza stopped him and held her hand out.

"Huh?" Roy looked at Riza's hand.

"Hold my hand.."

"What?!"

"Come on, Lance, you have to hold my hand. You know, for safety."

Roy blushed. He always was close to Riza, but not in this way. They always workied side-to-side, like partners, and covered each other's backs… But holding hands? It felt too extreme.

Roy slowly moved his hand towards Riza's slowly. Then, Riza grabbed his hand, and held it tightly. They started to walk across the crosswalk. Roy couldn't stop staring at his little hand being held by Riza's, and how tight she was holding it. In a way, it felt uncomfortable.

"Hurry, Lance, the light is going to turn red," Riza said patiently. They jogged a little bit faster to get to the other side of the street. Then, they started to walk towards Ross to buy Roy some new clothes.

(AN: Oh.. btw… I hate Ross! It sucks a lot! :D)

So, meanwhile, in the store, they headed immediately to the little boy's clothes. Riza started to scavenge through the hangers and clothes looking for a really cute outfit. She finally took out a Spongebob Squarepants T-shirt with a pair of blue jeans. "Lance, how about this outfit?"

Roy twitched at the site of Spongebob Squarepants. He thought that show was really gay. But, the look in Riza's eyes, and the way she smiled, he couldn't resist. "Cool.." He said trying to feel happy for her.

Riza put the outfit in the blue cart and continued to look for another 'kawaii' outfit.

Roy rolled his eyes and crossed his arms in front of his little chest. Why do women enjoy shopping? He thought. He started to walk off looking for something else to do… something interesting.

He began to stroll around the Boys' Clothes Area. It was simply amazing to him, how bigger things are when he was younger. And gradually each year, he grew real tall losing the sight he saw when he was 5.

"Oops!"

Roy turned to see a woman wearing a dress who dropped her purse. "I dropped my purse!" She giggled to herself. She then leaned over to get her purse, revealing full sight of her polka-dot panties to little Roy.

Roy grew a grin. "You know, being 5 again does have it's advantages…" he said to himself personally.

"Lance? Lance?" Riza called out with her head popping out of the hangers and clothes. Roy obediently ran to her. "Sorry, Ma'am.." He said apologetically. Ma'am? Now there's a first. It wasn't like him, as Colonel, to call his colleagues "ma'am" since he was in higher rank than them. Riza smiled. "You know, you don't have to call me ma'am… just call me Miss. Hawkeye.." Roy nodded. "Yes.. uh.. Miss Hawkeye.."

Riza finished sorting through the clothes she picked out for Roy. "Hmm.. all done here. I guess we'll have to go home and eat dinner, now." Little Roy nodded.

So, there they were, at Riza's apartment doorstep. Roy heard the rattling of her keys as she tried to get the door open. She finally got it unlocked. She turned the doorknob and opened the door slightly. Roy tried to peek inside to see what was in it but saw nothing but darkness.

Riza turned to him. "Well, here we are, you're new temporary home. I'm sorry if it's a bit small… I really don't have much visitors coming over…" She opened the door and switched the lights on.

Everything looked so nice and clean and the place looked very beautiful, even though it was small. Roy sniffed the air. "Mmm.. potpourri.." He said.

"You like the potpourri? My mother always did put potpourri around the house just to make it smell nice. I do it now just to remind me of her…" Riza dusted off a picture with a little girl and what must seems to have been her mother.

Roy realized it was a picture of Riza when she was young and her mother.

"WOOF! WOOF!"

Black Hayate leaped up on Roy and started licking him. "Aaah! Get away from me, you mutt!" Roy started screaming and yelling trying to get him off with his little voice. (Aaaaw! SO KAWAII!)

Riza grabbed him Black Hayate by his neck collar and locked him in the restroom. "I suppose you don't have much of a dog experience do you?" She said.

Roy shook his head. "Yes, Miss Hawkeye.."

Riza closed the door securely. "Well, I'm sorry if he becomes annoying to you… He's really easy to get used to with…" Riza said reassuringly.

Roy fake laughed. "Yeah! I bet!" Yeah right…

Riza went into her room. "Let me get changed and I'll make dinner!"

"Uhm… okay…"

Shut!

Roy stealthily went to the phone and quickly punched in some numbers. He waited impatiently tapping his little fingers on the wall waiting for someone to answer on the other side.

"Hello?" He heard Hughes voice on the other side. "Are you calling about my daughter? She is something else, isn't she?"

"HUGHES!" Little Roy hissed.

"Oh! It's you, Roy! With that little voice and all… I sort of didn't recognize you… How is it living with you're closest colleague anyhow?"

Roy tried not to get angry. "Listen, Hughes, you better be finding a cure for this or be hoping this is temporary…. Cause if I don't get back to normal right away… I'm… I'm…. I'm going to get really mad! You hear?!"

Hughes laughed. "Ha ha! Such a threatening comment from a little pipsqueak like you!"

"WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN!?"

"You'll find out when you're grown up… little Lance.." Hughes couldn't help but laugh.

Roy growled. Now he knows how Full Metal feels.

"Listen.. you better find a cure for this!!!" Roy yelled.

He then heard Riza instinctively from her room. "Lance, who are you talking to??"

Roy startledly jumped up. "Uuh.. l-listen! I'll call you back!! B-bye!!!" He then hung up the phone. About the same time, Riza came out with her hair in a ponytail, long white sleeved shirt and long black pants. "Were you talking to someone?"

"N-no! It was the tv! It – uh – turned on by itself…"

As stupid the excuse was, Riza seemed to have bought it. "Hmm.. That tv was getting old anyway.." She said to herself shrugging. She then made her way to the kitchen getting the stove warmed up and making preparations. Roy sat at the dining table. It was big and fitted perfectly in the room, and it looked really nice and clean.

Roy rested his chin on the table watching Riza cook.

"All done," She said putting the pots and pans away 20 minutes later. She then came to the dining room with a small serving of spaghetti for Roy and another serving for herself. She set his food down and front of them.

Roy glanced at his dinner. "Spaghetti?" He said. Of all the foods he hated – and was sick of eating – was spaghetti. He was sick of eating it over and over again.

Riza starting twirling her fork around in her spaghetti. "Yes. It's one of my latest recipes… I guess you will be my first volunteer to try it then…"

Roy mentally cringed at his food. Volunteer? It sounded as if he was a guinea pig. And if he had to be the one to test it to see if it contagious or not, he was too worried what was in the spaghetti sauce.

Riza blinked looking at the young Roy staring at his dinner plate. "Well, aren't you going to eat it? If you keep staring at it, it will turn cold."

That's exactly what he wanted to do.

"Lance?"

"Uh.. yes Miss Hawkeye?" Roy said snapping out of his thoughts.

"You haven't taken a bite out of you're dinner… is there something the matter?" Riza said quite concerned.

Roy gave a nervous laugh. "Ha ha ha! Uhm, no ma'am. Not at all!"

He twirled the spaghetti onto his fork and swallowed the pasta down his throat. Roy's sour look disappeared. "Wow.. this is good!" He commented.

"Oh really? I wouldn't think you wouldn't like it.." Riza said modestly, but Roy ignored the comment and chowed down on his dinner.

Riza continued to eat hers.

Jaz: hey guyz! Thank you so much for the comments!! I luv them lots!! X3

Little Roy: (comes along) Oh ya! Jazz is making my email so you can email me anytime! And shes redoing her site to be called…. Blue Mercury…

Jaz: That's nice… NOW GO GIVE ME SOME FRUIT PUNCH!!

Little Roy: (goes in kitchen) Yes.. master… (sigh)

Jaz: SO.. KAWAII! Anyhow… here the question of the chapter…

Are any of you Filipina (I don't know if I spelled that right) or Filipino? If you are.. do you know any Tagalog?