Bells and Uniforms and Flowers, Oh My
Chapter Eleven
"Riza!"
Roy called from the dining downstairs in the 'Fuhrer's' house.
"What?"
Riza called back, unsure of what he really wanted. He was very demanding these last few months, ever since Trinity was born.
"Come here! I don't know how to work this thing."
Riza ran across the house, from the study, knowing exactly what was wrong. She entered the dinning room and froze. There was Roy holding the three month old Trinity, with a baby bottle next to him on the table. He was looking all over the little girl trying to figure out why she was crying. He began to tip her upside down when Riza approached.
"Roy!"
Riza took the baby. She began to cradle the baby in her arms as Trinity stopped crying. Riza then took the bottle off the table and quietly feed the baby. Roy watched as Trinity drank quietly and perfectly for her mother. Then, the nanny came in and took Trinity from Riza, carrying the baby upstairs into the nursery to put her to bed.. Riza smiled as she watched the baby leave, then she sat down across from Roy and looked at him strangely.
"What?"
"I can't believe you don't even know how to take care of your own daughter. You call yourself the Fuhrer?"
"She's a girl."
"Point?"
"That is the point. Girls are hard to figure out, demanding, and most of the time... their cry are pointless and meaningless."
"I'll remember that Mr. High and Mighty, Fuhrer of Amestris, next time you crawl over to my side of the bed!"
Roy stared at her as she walked from the dinning room, pissed as ever. He smiled his trademark smile and quickly caught up to her. He walked right up behind her and wrapped his arms around her once again tiny waist.
"Why crawl..."
He snuggled his face into her shoulder and breathed in her sweat sent of perfume and the slight mist of gun powder. He began her pull her closer to him as he took a few step towards the grand staircase that would lead up to their bedroom.
"... when I can start there."
And with that said he lifted the un expecting Riza into his arms and began the walk up to their large master bedroom.
THE NEXT DAY
Sunlight peeked in through the curtains as it danced across the white sheets of a very large bed. Tangles in the sheets was a petite woman who was wearing only the cover sheets. Behind her, standing on the floor wrapped up in blue pants and a white shirt which was still unbuttoned, stood her husband of two years. He was smiling at her sleeping form, not wanting to wake her yet. But, his efforts were a failure as she slowly stirred and rolled over.
"Good morning angel."
He smiled as she looked up at him yawning.
"Morning."
"Trinity is up and downstairs with the nanny."
"Okay."
She sat up and puled the covers tighter.
"What time is it?"
"0700"
"Okay."
She crawled from the bed, sheets still wrapped around her as she made her way to the bathroom inside their room. She stopped at him and kissed him lightly on the lips, he wrapped his arms around the room again. She peeled away from him and continued to the bathroom. After showering, drying and dressing, she emerged in a black shirt, blue butt cape, black boots and a matching blue mini skirt. She grabbed her jacket from the bed and walked from the room.
"Good morning Janet."
Riza smiled at the nanny as the baby Trinity was brought out to her.
"Good morning ma'am. Is Trinity accompanying you two to work today?"
"Yes, thank you."
"Okay, she is dressed, fed and ready waiting in the study in her playpen."
"Thank you Janet."
Riza smiled and walked from the nanny and into the study which was across the large house. She entered and already saw Roy sitting down behind a desk reading a newspaper. On the desk playing with a pen was Trinity giggling. Riza walked in and picked up Trinity.
"'sir', we need to go."
"Yup."
He replied, not moving.
"Roy."
"Coming, coming."
He put his paper down and stood up. Together they walked from the house, Trinity in Riza's arms and they made their way into the waiting car. At the Central Building, they made their way up to the large office of Fuhrer Roy Mustang. Inside, there were two desks; one large for Roy and one small for Riza. In the middle of both desks was a large playpen, donated my Gracia Hughes. Inside were some toys. The back wall was cover with windows and all the other walls were covered with books and book cases.
"Good morning Fuhrer, Brigadier General and little Ms. Trinity."
Havoc saluted and smiled at the giggling baby girl.
"Havoc, do me a favor so I don't have to. Got down to the cafeteria and get some milk."
Roy smiled as he watched Riza place the baby in the playpen then take her seat behind the desk.
"Yes sir"
Havoc left and allowed Roy to go to Riza.
"So, how often will we be bringing her to work?"
"Until she can go to school."
"Um..."
"Hey, your the Fuhrer."
"Yes."
"You don't want her here."
"No, no. I love her here. Just what happened when there is a war?"
"The nanny and Gracia said she'll help."
"Oh."
"Something wrong?"
"No."
"Paperwork sir."
Roy turned to his desk and saw the stacks of paperwork on his desk.
"You never give up?"
"No, sir."
And with that said, Roy went to his desk and began his work for the day. In front of his desk sat Trinity playing with a large teddy bear., Across the room sat Riza, signing her papers. He smiled. This day could get any better. His Life couldn't get any better. Everything was perfect...
Or was it?
A/N - Sorry so lame. I need to fill in. Please review. Constructive criticism accepted. No Flames (Thats Roy's job only). Please look in my profile oo0AnimeChild0oo for all my other stories. And again, thanks for reading.
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