I am a lazy writer, it's true. And I had to update from a different computer than before, so I don't have all my documents to refer to. My apologies for that. But the point is, I did eventually update… about a month later than planned. My bad…

Disclaimer: blah blah, you know the drill… Don't own FMA, never will.

This update is silly!

ONWARD!

Riza laughed quietly as Roy plopped down on a park bench. His drunken buzz had worn off and he was starting to feel exhausting consequences. He tilted his head back with a sigh as Riza gazed heavenward at the star-filled skies.

"Why don't you sit down?" Mustang suggested, not opening his closed eyes. Hawkeye shrugged her shoulders slightly and sat down beside the colonel, keeping her eyes up.

A slight breeze ruffled Roy's hair and blew Riza's bangs around her face. After a moment Roy felt a slight shiver against his arm. He glanced at Riza and realized she wasn't wearing the trench coat that she had started the night off with.

"Hey… where's your coat?" he asked quietly. The woman's eyes widened as she realized that she had left it at Du Pointe.

"Oh my! I forgot it!" she whispered as a flush of embarrassment crept up her face. Roy sighed and removed his own coat and draped it around her shoulders.

"There. Now you won't be so cold."

Riza smiled slightly.

"Thanks."

"You ready to go home now?"

"I can walk," she replied as Roy stood.

"I'll walk with you. It isn't that far. Only two blocks, right?" he said as Riza took the hand he offered.

"Four actually."

Roy stared at her. He didn't feel like walking that far. He was too lazy.

"How 'bout we drive?" he tried. Hawkeye grinned.

"How about I drive, hmm?" she said. Roy shrugged and walked beside her on the way back to his car. Before they got far however Riza leaned against him, her arm around his middle. He blinked at the pleasant surprise and wrapped his own arm around her waist.

Once back in the car, a warm silence surrounded the couple. Riza put the key in the ignition and started the car as Roy looked out the window. Soon they were driving down the road, nearing Hawkeye's apartment.

Roy jumped out of the car and rushed to Riza's door, opening it quickly. The woman blinked at the courtesy and stepped out of the car. Mustang then walked her to her door.

"Well, I hope you enjoyed dinner," Roy mumbled, his gaze on the ground. Riza smiled.

"I did. Next time, you don't have to do it to prove yourself to Edward and Alphonse," she stated. Mustang snapped his attention upward.

"Uh…"

Without another word Riza stood on tiptoe and kissed him lightly before nodding and stepping inside, closing the door quietly behind her. Roy blinked and staggered back to his car.

"Wow…"

Well? How was it?

"Wonderful!"

And my table scraps?

"The food was too good to waste any… Sorry Black Hayate," Riza apologized. The dog whimpered slightly but didn't beg. He knew better.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

The next day, Roy sat at his desk, doodling all over important paperwork. Ed waltzed in, unannounced, followed closely by his brother.

"So Mustang!" Ed stated informally as usual. "How'd the date go?"

A mumble was his answer.

"Huh? Didn't catch that!" Ed said as he plopped down at Riza's unoccupied desk.

"It was perfect. So much so that I've got another one tonight… so shove off and let me finish my paperwork."

FIN

There, that's the end, mostly because I'm very bored with this story. The ending sucks. A lot. :sigh: Please review… I have more ideas for FMA stories… keep your eyes open.