Again: I don't own it.. I own nothing but the plot of this story! I'm broke!
Okay, this is my second attempt atFMA fanfiction... please let me know what you think!
Angels Among Us
Riza shivered, the frigid winter wind tugging fiercely at her coat as she walked. All the snow on the ground made for a beautiful scene: sparkling white against a sunset the color of gold. The branches of the trees were free of autumn's warm colored leaves, yet somehow they were even more beautiful as they wore the snow and frost like a crystal cloak. As she walked briskly past the park the happy chatter of the remaining patrons drifted to her ears, all of them oddly mismatched conversations that all belonged to different owners.
" Oh Jean," a familiar, honey warm voice crooned from a bench just up ahead, " It's beautiful!" Riza paused, and watched as the petite, brown-haired woman she knew as Scizeca clutched a small box in her gloved hands.
" I can think of several things that are even more beautiful." The man down on his knee right in front of her spoke, and just as Riza had suspected it was none other than Jean Havok. In the past, the Second Lieutenant could always be seen with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth or a bottle of beer in his hand, but according to Scizeca he hadn't had either one in months. Funny what love can do to a person.
"Stop that…" Scizeca blushed a light shade of red, which soon deepened into a darker shade when Havok grabbed one of her hands and slid off the glove.
" Scizeca," he looked into her dark green eyes, "Would you…. Would you…" he seemed to stutter slightly, loosing a bit of the confident air he had radiated mere moments ago. But in the end it didn't matter, Scizeca knew what he was trying to say.
"Of course I will, nothing would make me happier.." as he slipped the ring onto her finger he stood up, and pulled her into a kiss deep enough to melt the snow around them.
Riza crossed the street to avoid disturbing them, moments like that were far and few in this world and should never be interrupted. She shivered again; the sun was dipping even lower below the horizon causing the air to grow even colder with every breath. Sighing, Riza picked up the pace despite her slightly numb legs, half-heartedly cursing Colonel Mustang the whole way… it was his fault after all. The military-issue car that she usually drove to work was in the shop now after letting him use it to ferry around one of his many dates. Riza wrapped her military coat around her tighter as a particularly bitter wind gusted by, bringing with it bits of snow that stung her face like tiny knives. Fighting against the wind the whole way,
"Some Christmas Eve," she muttered to herself just as she collided sharply with another person.
"I'm sorry," Riza pulled herself to her feet, and helped up the other as well, " I really should watch where I'm going."
"It's alright, I should watch where I'm going too." She spoke with a voice so soft it was almost lost in the wind. Her clothing didn't match the weather, dressed only in a light pink sundress and sandals. Her dull blonde hair was matted with dirt and knots that only grew worse as the wind whipped it around her pale face. Now that both of them were back on their feet, it was easy to notice the large difference in their heights: Riza while not being extremely tall towered over the little girl.
" Are you lost?" Riza asked as she bent back down to be at eye level with the girl.
Sniffing, the little girl's china blue eyes locked onto Riza's coffee colored ones as she nodded and spoke once more in her whispery voice, " Yes."
As she spoke, small sparkling tears began to slide down her pale cheeks.
"It's okay," Riza leaned forward and brushed away one of the tears with her gloved fingers, " We'll find your house, don't cry." The little girl sniffed again and tried not to cry any more. Riza pulled off her jacket and draped it over the small girl. It wasn't all that warm, but at least it was something.
"Thank-you." The girl sniffed again, still trying to hold back her tears.
Riza smiled at her, " That's better isn't it?" she didn't wait for a response before continuing on in as soothing of a voice as possible, " Why don't you tell me your name"
"My name's… Lindsey" She looked up shyly at Riza, " What's yours?"
"Riza," she held her hand out, Lindsey grabbed it and they shook hands, " Nice to meet you, Lindsey." Riza gave a rare wink and stood.
The two began to walk down the snow-coated sidewalk in total silence, Riza in deep thought the whole way. She knew that she ought to try and take the girl to the police office and see if they could find her parents, but it seemed a fool's errand when she was almost positive that the station was already closed for Christmas Eve. That only left one place for Riza to take the girl… back to her own house!
Suddenly, in an unexpected moment of boldness, Lindsey reached up and grabbed Riza's hand as she walked. Riza stopped, and glanced down at Lindsey who seemed to be grinning slightly for the first time since they had met moments ago. Riza continued to walk down the sidewalk, little girl clinging to one hand the whole way home.
Well, that's it for the first chapter.. I'm sorry if it was too short. I'll make the next one longer! The whole story isn't going to be too long, it actually started out as a one-shot! Please let me know what you think! Thankies :)