Hey! Well, if you've been reading these drabbles only to find they magically disappeared…ahem. They're back. Sorry 'bout that. I meant to delete another story, and accidentally deleted this one. Not pretty. Bad words came out of my mouth. Anyways, here's a new chapter, just for my mistake. And I'll add another new one soon because I feel bad. Yup. Gets a little corny towards the end, and spoilers for episode 25. And thanks to all my reviewers, but I also accidentally deleted all your reviews. It hasn't been a good day. Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: As always, I own nothing.

Riza Hawkeye had just got home from work, took a shower, and changed into jeans and a tank top when her phone rang. She stared at it as if it were something from another planet; very few people called Riza, and most of those people knew she would've just got home from work. It rang again. Riza shrugged, reached across her kitchen counter, and picked it up.

"Hello?" she asked.

"Can I come over?" came the voice from the other line, and Riza had to work hard to conceal the gasp that escaped her mouth. She'd daydreamed about this man calling her almost constantly since she'd met him, carefully articulating the words they'd speak and the way they'd act. And here he was, asking what she'd wanted to hear for so long as though he did it every day.

"Sir?" she asked, pretending to be uncertain, and she heard him snort into the phone.

"It's after hours, Riza," he drawled. "You can call me by my name."

"Right…Roy," she agreed, still unsure of what was going on.

"You want to come over?" she tried to clarify, and he agreed.

"Yeah," he said. "I want to talk." Riza's heart fell; of course he wanted to talk. Why was she so stupid and selfish? Maes, Roy's best friend, had died a little over a week ago. Who else was he going to talk to? Why hadn't she realized what he wanted?

"Of course you can over, Roy," she told him, trying desperately to keep the disappointment out of her voice.

"Good," he smiled into the phone, "because I'm standing in your lobby. Will you buzz me up?"

"What?" Riza screeched, forgetting for the moment that she was terribly disappointed that Roy wasn't asking her out.

"How do you know where I live? Are you stalking me?" Roy laughed.

"Something like that," he agreed. Riza tried to stay angry, but she couldn't. "Sir, what were you going to do if I wasn't home, or if I said no?" she asked, realizing a second after the words were out of her mouth that she should have called him Roy.

"I don't know," he replied. "Break into your apartment and wait for you to come back? Possibly eat some of your food?" Riza giggled.

"Well, I won't make you go to those extreme measures," she teased. "Come on up." She hung up the phone and pressed a button on the wall. Then she stood for a couple minutes nervously in the front hall, running her fingers through her long blonde hair in an attempt to smooth it. She was relieved when Roy knocked on the door and took her away from such a trivial pastime. She opened the door and let him in, wondering if she should feel awkward or happy. She didn't have time to think, however, as Roy spoke the moment she'd closed the door.

"Will you marry me?" he asked. Riza shook her head; surely she must have heard him wrong.

"Excuse me?" she asked, and Roy repeated, "Will you marry me?" Riza gaped.

"What the hell?" she asked. "Roy, Sir- Colonel Mustang, there are, there's, well, fraternization laws, and, and- what?" Roy smiled, moving closer to her.

"Forget fraternization laws," he told her. "Forget that I'm your superior, forget that you're in the bloody army, or what your bloody name is, for all I care. Just answer yes or no: Do you love me?"

"Yes," Riza answered without hesitating. Roy grinned, obviously relieved, and sunk to one knee, pulling out a velvet box and propping it open to reveal a sparkling diamond ring.

"Will you marry me?" he asked for the third time. Riza gulped.

"Yes," she whispered. Roy's grin widened, and he stood up, slipping the ring onto her finger before he kissed her.

Then he whispered, "I hope to be promoted soon, and then I can change all the laws I want. The first one to go will be the fraternization law. I love you," he told her, looking into her eyes. Riza giggled. "I love you too," she agreed. Roy smiled and pulled her into her kitchen, sinking onto a chair with her in his lap. "You know, I should've listened to Maes sooner," he whispered into her neck. "What?" she asked carefully; she didn't want to push or pry when the subject was Roy's dead best friend. She could feel his smile against her skin. "Maes has been telling me for years to get myself a good wife," he told her. She smirked.

"And I was the best you could find?" she asked sarcastically. He chuckled. "You were the only woman I've ever met who I fell head over heels in love with," he corrected. "And the only woman-no, the only person- I could see myself spending the rest of my life with." Riza grinned. "Good answer," she told him. They were silent for a moment. Then she asked, "Roy?"

"Yeah?" he answered, calm and unprepared. She grinned rather maliciously. "Did you transmute this ring, by any chance?" She could feel the heat from his face as he got red. "What-what would make you think that?" he stuttered, unsure of himself. She giggled. "I just didn't peg you as a jewelry store type," was her thoughtful answer.

"I could see you more as the type to make a special ring like this on your own, from the heart."

"Actually," said Roy, relieved that she wasn't pointing a gun at his head, "You should look on the inside of that ring. You might find something interesting." Riza slipped the diamond off of her finger and squinted at the inside of it. "'It's never too late to love me," she read out loud, then sighed. "I never wanted it to come to that," she told him. "I didn't mean to say it like that." He kissed her on top of the head. "I know," he assured her. "But I thought it fitting for your engagement ring to contain a joke." Riza shook her head. "You would," she muttered. "I love you, Riza," Roy whispered, and she sighed. "I love you too, Roy," she agreed, and the two of them sat, in love and waiting for the day when they could show the rest of the world just how in love they were.

Sorry, got a little corny at the end there. The whole wait for me thing was from episode 26 of the show, where he asks her to follow him and she says it's too late to ask that now. Hope you liked. R&R just so I know I'm not forgotten…I mean, it's normal to ignore the five major warnings that come before you delete a story, right? Right? Ahem. Later. Brooke