thank you all for tolerating my beloved slashy antics. here is some RoyAi for all the people who asked so nicely! i love you allllllll-fireun
"Maes old friend…how do I do this?" Roy cast a baleful glance at the photo of a smiling Maes that sat in a place of honor on his dresser before looking back up into the mirror and continued to attempt to get his tie done perfectly. It looked good…
It was odd to be putting this much thought into getting dressed, to prepare for an evening out that actually counted. This was not just another conquest, a pleasant yet meaningless way to pass the time and reassert his humanity. This mattered, and that in itself had his stomach in knots. Very adolescently embarrassing knots. No man his age should feel this nervous about dinner with a woman.
"The hell are you laughing at?" He muttered at the photo of his friend, knowing that Maes would be collapsing in amusement were he there in reality not just spirit.
Then again, there really was something funny about this whole situation. Roy Mustang, who was rumored to have more victories in the womanly arena than the battlefield, was as worked up as a virgin on his first date. It was funny, until Roy thought on the woman, and a smile soft with genuine affection broke through the smirk. She mattered.
He smoothed down his tie for about the thirty-fourth time, straightened his shirt, and took a deep breath. "Well Maes, I am off. Wish me luck."
Grabbing the flowers carefully wrapped against the evening chill and letting himself out of the apartment he wondered if Riza liked roses.
...i just worked a 12 hour shift...sorry all but i am exhausted. will respond to comments in the next drabble!