A/N: I initially wasn't sure how this would work out. I've never really understood how Riza/Winry would get along as a pairing, until I heard about this little detail in the manga, that Winry had gotten her ears pierced because she liked how earrings looked on Hawkeye, and that Hawkeye grew her hair long because of Winry. That seemed cute enough to spark an interest for me. So, here it is. Pure Fluff! (I'm going against my beloved RoyAi. Be happy.)

Earrings

"Here! I got you something!" The girl cheerily declared, holding forward a plainly wrapped box. The surprised lieutenant raised a blonde eyebrow, as she hesitantly took the parcel.

"What's the occasion?" She inquired, glancing back at the grinning mechanic.

"No reason," Winry beamed, "You can open it now, if you want." The radiant smile she gave made Riza nearly melt from the infectious cuteness. She found herself on the verge of giggling herself with the impetuous girliness that always seemed to travel through osmosis whenever she stood near the girl.

"Earrings," She declared, picking one up and admiring the glitter it gave as it dangled from her thumb and forefinger. It was delicate, fancy; so unlike anything she would wear. Earrings, just as with anything she used, were approached with simplicity and caution. In her line of work, unnecessary objects just asked for trouble. Long earrings immediately brought to mind images of snagged cloth and torn earlobes. It was just in her nature to take precautions. Yet she'd found small parts of her cautious nature giving way to an appreciation of frivolity whenever she spent more time with the Elrics' mechanic.

"It's lovely," She told the girl, smiling warmly.

"I thought of you, when I saw the amber and red stones on those. They're just like your eyes, see? I didn't really realize until too late that they don't match your uniform at all. I hope you still like them, though."

"They're wonderful. Thank you very much, Miss Rockbell."

"I told you. Call me Winry."

"Winry." Riza smiled and patted her head, the most affection she'd ever ventured to display since the last time she'd hugged her mother goodbye on holiday.

"This reminds me. Will you be attending the ball at the Hakuro residence this evening?"

"Mmm Hmm!" Winry nodded, "Edward invited me."

"Then I shall see you there tonight."

Hawkeye spent the better part of her afternoon, uncharacteristically pouring through her closet in search of just the right colors.

And, as opposed to what most everyone assumed, she hadn't shed her uniform in favor for her finest red dress in order to get a certain Colonel's attention at the ball that night.

(End)

A/N/Rant: Edit: Rant shortened. In response to:

"You're a homophobe. Loser"

Yup. Sure I am. Thank you, Miss Moo. If you should feel like submitting a valid, justified opinion, or maybe providing some viable identity, I'm open. Until then, you are simply an anonymous n00b.

Za end! (Love!)