Young Lovers: A Royai FanFic

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA… It is annoying to constantly write that… .

And now time for some response to reviewers:

Lt. Hawkeye: Yes, school can be annoying. Thank you!

Tear drops of flaming darkness: I'm glad you liked both chapters. Here's chapter 4 for you! -

Tsunade-chan: Elusive is pretty funny in my mind.

Sakurapixi: Thank you for the encouragement. Maes is a classic character.

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ChibiRaccoon: Oh wow… sorry to enrage you. Lol Here's the next chapter (don't hurt me…!)

Chapter 4: Dinner Arrangements

The second Roy stepped into his house he immediately felt like running back outside. His mother, along with his sisters, was running around the house. Each one seemed to check their faces in the mirror every two minutes. What are they going on about? Just then he heard some footsteps behind him. It was his father who stepped in to answer his question.

"Oh there you are. Hurry up, we've got dinner plans with the new neighbors." Roy's father was already dressed up in a black suit. Even he walked up to a mirror to fix his tie. "C'mon son, we'll be going over there and we leave in thirty minutes."

Roy stood there, processing every word his father said. Oh right, the neighbors… I guess I really have no choice but to go to this thing. Roy sighed and started walking up the stairs to his room.

Riza stood outside on her balcony watching the sun set into the horizon. There was nothing to do for a while. Once she had gotten home, her father informed her that a local family decided to break the ice. Being courteous, Alex had invited that family for dinner. Therefore, Riza had to dress a little more appropriately for their guests.

That never took very long for Riza. As she was watching the sunset, she was already wearing her dress, a long black dress that dragged on the floor. She was always careful whenever she walked because it was that easy to trip and fall. The sleeves were long but they were merely strings of cloth that hung from her shoulders. Riza was told it belonged to her mother. Just for that reason, she felt that she would never throw it out.

Hayate was jumping around on her bed. He managed to sneak in his friend, the stick. After jumping on the bed, Hayate noticed his "friend" jump too. From then on Hayate was jumping around with his play toy.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Her father stepped in and noticed that his daughter wasn't in the room. It didn't frighten the man though. He was well aware of the balcony Riza had and knew she was out there. Walking towards the balcony, he shot a glare to Hayate that made him stop jumping.

"You look very beautiful in that dress."

Riza turned around to see her father. A soft smile spread on her face and she came to stand in front of him. "Do you need me for something, father?"

"Ever the obedient girl! Well, I've been informed that our guests have arrived so let us go welcome them."

At this point Roy was wishing he had no ears. Ever since they pulled into the mansion, the girls did not stop marveling. His mother would constantly nudge him and say that he should grow to be this successful some day. He always muttered a response and kept scraping the floor. Once they reached the front hallway, Roy distracted himself with paintings he saw on the walls.

"Mustang, it is nice to see you and your family."

Everyone, except Roy, looked up to see Alex walking down the staircase. "You certainly have a large family as you said."

Roy's father smiled. "Yes, this is my family." He started pointing to each family member, naming them off until he got to Roy. "…and this is my only son, Roy."

Alex walked up to him, which was enough to catch Roy's attention. Alex was several inches taller than Roy and he had an aura about him that made Roy feel threatened. Despite what his appearance said, Alex raised his hand to Roy. "It is nice to meet you, young man."

Roy smiled nervously and accepted the handshake. Soon after, the butler came into the hallway. "Master Alex, dinner is now ready." Alex acknowledged him and sent the butler on his way.

"Well, Mr. Hawkeye, you certainly have a beautiful house," Roy's mother began, "but don't you share it with anyone?"

"I share this house with my daughter." Alex smiled and looked up at the staircase. "Riza, could you come down here please?"

The name "Riza" suddenly struck a chord in Roy's memory. Riza… wait, and this guys name… Hawkeye… Riza Hawkeye… Could that be…? Roy finally caught along with everybody else as they looked up to the top of the staircase.

Riza stood at the top, hands folded in front of her with her long blonde hair let loose at her shoulders. Step by step she began to descend, the dress gracefully following her every movement. She did not stop until she stood next to her father. She looked to the Mustang family and bowed.

"My name is Riza Hawkeye. It is very nice to meet you."

Roy's father was the first to act. "Well, its very nice to meet you Miss Riza. My, aren't you lovely?" He turned back to his family, who nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, sir. I am honored that you are in our home."

Alex placed his hand on Riza's shoulder. "Riza." Her father motioned to the family. "This is the Mustang family." She looked at each one until she stopped at Roy, who was already staring. His gaze made her feel a bit uneasy and she looked down at the tiled floor.

"Well then, why don't we all head to the dining room for dinner?" Alex looked at the approval of everyone there and began to show them the way.

It was a large dining room, with a table that covered a grand distance. Alex laughed, saying that perhaps he'll throw a dinner party one of these days. There was a plate at every table so everyone was free to choose their seats. Alex sat at the very edge, in his respective seat. Mr. Mustang and his wife sat a few chairs down. Roy stood still as he watched where Riza would sit. It wasn't until she took a seat next to her father that he decided to sit directly opposite of her.

In a matter of minutes, the food was being served. Riza never asked for much and was content with a small salad and a slice of chicken. Her father was also a small eater and didn't get much more than she did. On the other hand, the other plates were full. They didn't want to stuff their plates; that would be too rude to their guests. It wasn't until Alex explained the eating habits of him and his daughter that they didn't act so embarrassed.

The meal went by smoothly. Conversation began almost immediately and ranged from work to another specific topic.

"So Hawkeye, your daughter… just how old is she?"

"Riza? She turned sixteen just a few weeks ago."

"Oh really? Roy is about to turn eighteen next month."

Roy took notice of the conversation and looked at Riza. She was trying her best to look distracted by her meal. He lowered his head a bit in hopes of seeing hers. Roy smiled; he was pretty sure he saw a tint of pink under her cheeks. Both fathers were continuing their conversation, which wasn't going to help her.

"She's a real lady. I can see you've raised her well." He looked at his son, who was still trying to get a good look at Riza's face. He smiled and turned back to Alex. "Looks like Roy seems interested as well."

Alex started laughing. "Is that so? Well, sorry I don't hand over my daughter so easily and—"

Riza lifted her head up. "I'm sorry to interrupt you father, but may I be excused? I'm sure Hayate would like some food." Once her father accepted, she politely excused herself from everyone else and walked off into the kitchen.

"Hayate?" Mr. Mustang questioned.

"That would be her dog. I'm sorry; the girl is very shy on this matter."

When everyone finished eating, they all moved to the den. Roy's mother kept asking about the artwork on the wall and his father was talking politics. Riza did come back. She was secretly hoping she could rush back up to her room but she knew that it would be wrong to do it. Once again, Roy waited for Riza to sit down and took a seat next to her. There was an awkward silence until one of them decided to speak.

"Roy Mustang, was it? You're the same one from the park correct?"

Roy suddenly jumped. Finally, it's about time she said something! "Yes, I thought you were the same girl."

Riza nodded. "Is this… a nice place to live?"

"I've had no complaints over the years." After studying her face, he sensed that she was worried about standing out. Honestly, he had a feeling that she would. Her manners were no so common in girls her age. Sure, they were polite but not this much. I'd better try to cheer her up. "I'm sure you'll like it here. Maes and I can help you settle in. Once school starts I can help you out there too."

Riza smiled and Roy felt dizzy. "Thank you; I really appreciate your kindness."

Hayate suddenly bounded into the room and leaped on Riza's lap. A certain stick was hanging in his mouth.

"Hayate! What is it? Do you want to play?"

Roy petted the dog on the head and smiled. "So why not take him out then?" Riza looked at her father first. He gave her permission and Roy's father suggested that he go with her.

Both got up and walked out of the den. "So where are we going, Riza?"

Riza looked at Roy. "The garden in the backyard. I haven't gotten a good look at it yet anyway."

Author's Notes: Hurray Chapter 4 is done. Sorry for those who felt like waiting was torture. Once again, school will decide when I can start writing Chapter 5. The garden chapter… I already have sappy ideas for that one. Reviews are always welcome!

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