Chapter Six

It had been a year since Riza had left. Things hadn't changed much except that Fullmetal was now a Lt. I walked into my office ignoring Maes pictures of Elysia.

"Good morning sir", Lt. Blake said to me.

"Morning", I said sitting down behind my desk.

Among the pile of paper work was a file. It was a personnel file on a Lt. Col. I opened it. It was on a Lt. Col. Riza Hardman. My heart jumped when I saw the first name. But upon further reading I knew it couldn't be my Riza. This woman had a child. My thoughts drifted to Riza for a moment.

"Lt.", I said to her.

"Yes?", Melissa said averting her gaze away from the magazine she was reading.

"Why is the personnel file on my desk?", I asked her.

"She's being transferred here sir", Melissa said. "Remember, we needed someone to make up for the slack around here".

"You hear that Havoc? It's a woman, now's your chance!", I heard Breda say.

I put her file back on my desk. I'd read it later. I wouldn't really need it until she got here anyway. I went back to the load of paperwork I had to do. Ever since Riza had left it had taken me longer to get my work done. "I guess its really true that you never know how much you love someone until they're gone", I thought to myself missing Riza's constant nagging. I looked at the picture that I had on my desk. It was of me and her, and it was the only one I had of her when she was smiling. She looked so beautiful when she smiled.

I somehow managed to get all my work done before 11:00 that night. I hadn't been to sleep in my mansion for months. I had had to stay until two in the morning just to get my work done. I decided to go to my mansion for the first time in a long time. Has soon has I got there the phone started ringing. I picked the phone up. Just the person I wanted to talk to right now, Maes.

"What is it Maes?", I said yawning

"You won't believe who I just met today!", he said cheerfully.

"Can't we do this tomorrow?", I groaned. I really just wanted to go to sleep right now.

"No. Now, I was at the train station to pick up that new instructor from Eastern. And you won't believe who it is. It's—".

I hung up the phone and laid down on the couch. "I'm sure I'll find out tomorrow", I thought to myself has I drifted off to sleep.

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Maes had been so excited when he saw me. I had been a little startled, I hadn't expected anyone to meet me. My thoughts were interrupted by Roy's crying. Since the dorms at Central only had two rooms, a living room with a couch that unfolded into a bed, and a bathroom. I found myself sharing the room with the six month old. I got out of bed and walked over to his crib.

"How's mommy's little boy doing?", I said to him picking him up.

It was amazing how much he looked like Roy. He had all of his features. Except for his eyes. He had my amber eyes rather than Roy's charcoal ones. I held him for awhile until he went back to sleep and then I put him back in his crib.

I was nervous about being back in Central. I wouldn't be under Roy's command but it would be inevitable that I would bump into him. And all he'd have to do was check my file and then he'd see that I'd had a child. His child. I was scared at how he'd react. I had after all left without a letter or phone call, and then to turn up one year later with a child that looked almost exactly like him. Anybody who saw Roy jr. would know who the father was. And then Roy would be discharged from the military for fraternization. Yet, I had still taken the job offer. It paid well and I could support myself and Roy. "Why don't you just tell Roy?", a voice in my head asked.

The next morning I got up and got read for work. Maes had said that Gracia would watch Roy for me until I had gotten a babysitter for him. There was a knock on the door and I went to get it. There stood Gracia.

"It's good to see you again", I said to her embracing her.

"Where is the little guy?", Gracia asked me.

"He's just waking up and is a little cranky", I replied walking over to his crib and picking him up. "Mommy's gotta go to work now", I said to him, "but I'll be back. Gracia's going to take you for the day".

I handed him to Gracia and put on my shirt.

"Are you going to tell Roy?", Gracia asked me.

"I don't know", I answered, "you won't tell him you've seen me will you?".

"Of course I won't Riza. I'll leave that up to you".

It had been a long time since I walked up these stairs. I wouldn't be under Roy's command so I probably wouldn't see him today. I was working in somebody's office that's all I knew. I was to report to a Lt. Blake.

"You must be Lt. Hardman", a voice said from behind me.

"How did you know?", I said turning around to see a brunette.

"I've only been here for a year but you're the only new face here", she said. "Lt. Melissa Blake", she said holding out her hand.

"Lt. Col. Riza Hardman", I said taking her hand.

"At least there's another woman around here. You can protect me from the idiots I work with", she said has she showed me where I would be working.

My heart quickened has I realized where she was leading me. To where Roy worked. "Might has well get it over with", I thought to myself. She led me into Roy's office and I nervously followed.

"Sir, I've brought Lt. Hardman just like you asked", she said to him.

Roy looked up and when he saw me his expression turned to shock. "Riza", he said, "it's been awhile".

"I had no idea you knew each other", Melissa said, "I'll just leave you two to get reacquainted".

Once she was safely out of the room Roy stood up and walked towards me. I braced myself for what was coming.

"Riza Hardman?", he said questioning me, "where'd you come up with that?".

"It's my fathers name. Gen. Larry Hardman, was my mother. Hawkeye was my mothers maiden name", I confessed to him.

"So what's the deal? We have a perfect relationship and you decide to just end it, and now you're back?".

"First off our relationship wasn't perfect. We were fraternizing remember?", I said to him.

There was a long silence between us before he spoke again. "I read part of your personnel file", he said. "It said that you had", he paused before continuing, "Riza did you leave because you were pregnant?".

I turned away from him. I felt his arms wrap around me and his warm breath on my neck.

"It's ok", he said to me, "you can tell me".

I turned around in his arms and looked up into his charcoal eyes. "Roy", I began. "I have a six month old baby boy. His name, is Roy Jr.".

"Why didn't you tell me?", he asked, "I would've supported you".

"I was scared", I replied, "I didn't know how you'd react and—"

He cut me off by pressing his lips against mine. It had been so long since we had kissed. I wanted to make love to him right then and there. When we pulled apart it seemed like hours had passed.

"I've been wanting to do that for so long", he said.

"Me to", I said hugging him.

It felt good to be back in his arms.

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After work Roy walked me to Maes house so I could pick up Roy.

"Don't worry he's a six month old child", I said to him.

"Let's just say that my experience with young children isn't all that good", Roy said putting an arm around my waist. Roy walked up the house and knocked on the door.

Gracia answered the door and Riza could here Roy Jr. screaming in the background.

"I'd better go get him", I said walking past Gracia, "he gets a little cranky when he's away from his mommy for too long".

Riza led Roy into the kitchen where the screams were coming from. Roy Jr. was sitting in a high chair.

"It's ok mommy's here", Riza said picking him up and sitting down in a chair.

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I watched has Riza calmed down my son. I had missed six months of his life. It seemed like too much.

"Can I—", Riza cut me off before I could finish.

"Of course you can", Riza said handing him to me.

I took him in my arms and held him. Almost immediately he calmed down. Looking at my sons face was like looking at myself in a mirror. Except for one detail.

"He has your eyes", I said to her. "Other than that it's like looking at myself".

"That's what I thought when I saw him for the first time", Riza said. "He seems quite taken with you".

"Move in with me", I blurted out suddenly.

"What?", Riza asked not sure if she heard me correctly.

"Move in with me. I want us to be together".

"Are you sure its not just because you feel guilty about not seeing your son?", Riza said.

"Yes, I'm sure of that. Riza, I want us to live together", I said to her.

After we left Hughes house we went back to the dorms. By the time Riza placed Roy Jr. in his crib he was sleeping peacefully.

Riza sat down next to me on the couch and I put my arm around her. I remembered all the nights we had sat together like this.

"Why did you leave?", I asked her.

Riza stiffened before answering. "I didn't want you to get in trouble. I knew that if anybody found out it was our child you would be discharged from the military. I didn't want that for you".

"I would've totally supported you Riza", I said kissing her forehead. "You have no idea how much you mean to me".

There was a silence between us and I kissed her. She moaned into my mouth and I licked her lips, demanding entrance. I slid my hand under her shirt and she pulled away.

"I'm sorry but, we can't do this. Not here, not in front of Junior", Riza said.

I pressed my forehead against hers and held her close to me. Not wanting to ever let go.

"I missed you so much", I said to her. "Riza?".

I looked down at her and found she had fallen asleep in my arms. I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and smiled. He looked over to the crib where Roy Jr. slept peacefully. Riza was right, if anybody found out that I was the father there'd be hell to pay. And with Juniors resemblance of me it would be obvious who the father was anyway. Suddenly I didn't care, I wanted Riza to be my wife.


Well here's chapter six. And Selene Illusionist or whatever the fuck your name is. If you don't think this chapter is long enough well just fuck you then! And C.A.M.E.O. I seem to remember you saying and I quote 'I WANT ANOTHER LEMON!'. That implies that you enjoy the thought of two animated characters having sex a little too much. Therefore I officially declare you a PSOB, Perverted Son of a Bitch. To everybody else who is reading this story, review the fucking story or else I blow your fucking brains out –loads mac11 and lights crackpipe-.

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