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Those We Love…
Ep. 25 Spoilers…
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"Colonel…"
Mustang's eyes hadn't left the grave, and it was starting to rain. Riza knew how much he hated the rain.
The Colonel didn't answer. He didn't even acknowledge her presence or the rain that steadily began to fall; he just stared at the grave marked: Maes Hughes.
A solitary tear made its way down his cheek, but the rain thankfully hid it. He never thought it was possible. For some reason, he always had that insane idea that Hughes would live forever, and that the Major would always be available whenever Roy called for him. He wasn't prepared to never see his best friend's goofy grin again, or to see the tears of his young daughter, as her father was buried in the earth, gone forever. Never could Roy ever think, that he would never hear his friend's annoying ramblings about his family; nor did he think he would miss it.
"Colonel…" Riza tried again. "It's starting to rain…you don't want to catch a cold."
Mustang looked at her, midnight eyes fixed on her brown ones. Something about them looked desperate and lost, instead of the normal cocky, confident look Riza was used to. The thought of Roy Mustang, the infamous Flame Alchemist, looking like a lost child, unnerved her, and caused a pang in her heart.
Mustang looked back at the grave. "He was a good man," he finally spoke, his voice hoarse from not speaking all day.
"He was," Riza agreed. She had never seen a better man that Maes Hughes; except maybe, for the one standing next to her, his heart torn to shreds now that he knew he would never see his friend again.
Mustang fought the sobs that desperately wanted to be released. Eventually, he gave into grief, allowing his sorrow to take control, as his body shook as tears streamed down his face, mixing with the rain, now pouring from the heavens. His knees gave way, and he kneeled in front of the tombstone, tracing the engraved name on the marble with his finger.
Forgetting all military training and protocol, Riza kneeled down as well, wrapping her commanding officer in a tight embrace, which he returned, wrapping his own arms around her middle, clinging onto her like she was the only thing that kept him from falling.
"I can't believe he's gone," he mumbled into the lieutenant's wet uniform.
Riza hugged him tighter, placing a kiss on the top of his hair that was now gel-less thanks to the rain; the small gesture letting him know he was not alone, and that she would always be there to pick him back up off his knees and move forward.
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