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Now, without further adue, Chapter 4 of Innocence can Never Last!

Riza stiffened, feeling Roy grab her wrist. Roy could see she wanted to escape back into the kitchen to finish helping Izumi. He also realized, he was only in his boxers, sitting in bed, holding his subordinate from leaving. He really shouldn't be doing this thought Riza, looking at her commanding officer.

"You don't have to leave so quickly," Roy said calmly.

"Sir, please let go of my wrist. I need to finish helping with breakfast," Riza stated, pulling away gently. Roy released her wrist; he liked the way her skin felt. He expected it to feel rough because she was unlike the other women of the service. Instead, her skin felt smooth, and warm. "Please wake Havoc up for breakfast," Riza said loud enough with her back to Roy.

Roy nodded, and watched her walk from the room, closing the door behind her. I was so close! He mentally beat himself as he flopped back onto his bed. "Jean, get up, its time for breakfast," Roy sat up, and started to pull on his shirt. Havoc stirred slightly, but continued to clutch the pillow. Rolling his eyes, Roy stood and pulled on his pants, and somewhat kicked Jean in the process.

Havoc blinked awake, and looked up at Roy. "What was that sir?" Jean asked with a yawn. He sat up and stretched, releasing the pillow from the death grip.

"Breakfast," Roy said, heading for the door. He left Havoc sitting on the floor of their room, somewhat still asleep. Roy entered the kitchen just as Riza, Izumi, Siga and Mason were sitting down for breakfast. He took his seat, and started eating. They ate pretty quietly; except for the occasional talk of work about the meat shop. Jean joined them not far into breakfast, and stayed rather silent also.

"Sir, we should be heading back soon… They'll think we're dead if we don't," Riza said, looking across the table at Roy.

"Yes, I supposed we must… but not until your shoulder is better," Roy said, stabbing one of the sausages on his plate.

"You can stay here as long as you all need. It's nice to have the house full of people," Izumi smiled. She enjoyed having people around, keeping the house busy and helping at the store. Sure they had Mason to help them, but that was just Mason.

"We shouldn't have to leave that quickly, should we?" Jean asked, still rather half asleep. Everyone couldn't help but laugh at Jean's question; he sounded so much like a little kid it made everyone laugh. He looked around the table, unsure what was so funny.

"We'll leave once things settle down. It'd be too dangerous to try and leave when there are still problems in the next town over… We'll take the train back to Central to report in," Roy thought allowed, looking over at Jean. He could think of one person that was probably fretting over his disappearance; a certain man who wore glasses and was obsessed about his girlfriend.

Riza and Jean both nodded, and continued to eat. "The train would be a safer route, and less likely that it would get attacked. You shouldn't wear your uniforms on the train, people might feel edgy around you," Izumi suggested.

Riza nodded, understanding what Izumi was saying. If they went out in their uniforms, they were more likely to get attacked. But if they stayed in civilian clothes, they'd look like friends traveling some where.

Back in Central

Hughes sat back in his chair and looked at the picture of his girlfriend. "Ah, Gracia. How I need thee now," Hughes sighed, kissing the picture. Lieutenant Maria Ross raised an eyebrow at her commanding officer.

"Sir? Did you just kiss that picture?" Ross inquired, looking over at him from her desk.

Hughes' glasses got all shiny as he looked down. He suddenly appeared next to Ross, and shoved Gracia's picture in her face. "Isn't she just so beautiful!" Hughes exclaimed, bringing out more pictures. Ross blinked, and looked to Warrant officer Danny for help. He shrugged, unsure what to do.

"Yes sir… she's beautiful," Ross said, smiling nervously.

"Isn't she! I'm going to propose to her tonight at dinner! It's going to be great!" Hughes shouted a big smile on his face. Little pink stars appeared all around Hughes as he smiled and stared more at the picture.

"That's… great sir," Danny smiled lightly. "She'll accept for sure."

"Ah… I need to tell Roy… Where is that man anyway?" He asked, sitting up. He hadn't received a letter in a while even though he'd heard news of the attack on their camp. Shaking his head, Hughes went back to staring at his girlfriend's picture.

Back to Dublith

Roy went about packing what little items he had, besides his uniform. Jean sat on his bed, just staring at his things. His friend could tell Jean Havoc didn't want to leave such a peaceful town. Especially where he thought there were so many female opportunities for him.

"Come on Jean, pack your stuff. Our train leaves later today," Roy said, looking over at his subordinate and friend.

"Why must we go captain?" Jean asked, using his nickname for Roy. "It's peaceful and quiet here… And the women!"

"Jean, if we don't return, people will think we disowned the army. We can't do that… I can't do that. And I don't think Riz—I mean Hawkeye will either," Roy said, turning his attention back to his bag. He seemed rather distracted about putting things in it. Roy was of course, in deep thought; he didn't want to leave either. This was where he got to learn more about Jean, and of course Riza. But once they returned to Central, they had to forget anything like this ever happened. Returning once again to their dreary, paperwork, desk job lives.

Jean nodded and set about packing his uniform. They were cleaned and mended by Izumi and Riza during one of the days they weren't running errands and shopping at the market. Though it just so happened that's what they were doing today.

Riza and Izumi were at the market to get food for the trip home. Once returning home, they would make some food and pack that also. But for right now, they were sitting in a nearby park, talking.

"Jean seems rather sad to leave. Especially after that question this morning at breakfast," Izumi laughed, watching some children feed the birds.

Riza smiled. "Yes, Jean would rather stay here, where he as a chance to date women as a normal guy rather than a military man. I'm sure Roy is the same way," Riza replied, also watching the children.

"You don't have to go. It's nice having more than just my husband and I, along with Mason around the house. It makes it seem cozier," Izumi said, turning to Riza.

"I can imagine. My home back in Dresden always felt so cozy when everyone was home. Like when we'd all eat dinner together around the table, and talk about our day. There's nothing in the world I would trade to have life like that once again," Riza said, smiling sadly.

"Why can't you return home?" Izumi asked curiously. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"I would return home, and I used to in the past, though my father didn't exactly want me to join the military. Although, by teaching me and my brother's how to shoot was his idea in the first place. I guess he didn't expect me to be the one to enlist," Riza said shaking her head. "My eldest brother, Benjamin became a lawyer, and my other brother Thomas took over the store."

"And you enlisted. I see… You're welcome here, I can tell you that," Izumi said, smiling. "I don't exactly have someone that I can have girl talk with. Sig isn't exactly easy to talk to sometimes," she laughed. Riza smiled, and helped Izumi gather up their stuff and head for home. They could hear the men all fighting about something trivial. Rolling her eyes Izumi smirked. "Men, they can never get anything done without us around," she stated, causing them both to burst into giggles.

Roy and Havoc were fighting about packing their stuff; mostly about whose dirty close should go first because of the stench. Currently, the bag was lying on the floor, still empty. Sig was watching the two from where he leaned against the doorway; Mason at his side. Entering the house, Riza and Izumi immediately put away the groceries, and headed to the bedrooms.

"Alright boys, what's going on?" Izumi asked, crossing her arms as she easily pushed past her husband followed closely by Riza.

"Roy says my clothes stink worse and that they should go on the bottom! But have you smelled his clothes! They reek!" Havoc said, pointing at Roy.

"They do not! You clothes smell like something died in them!" Roy exclaimed. "Whatever died is decomposing!"

Rolling her eyes and glancing at Riza, Izumi turned back to the fighting boys. "Roy, Jean, honestly, you're full grown men! And you're fighting about clothing!" Izumi said, pushing them apart.

"But! He started it!" Jean said, pushing Roy. Izumi's eye twitched, seeing Roy push back.

"But you started it before that!" Roy spat. Getting fed up with the two, Riza easily drew her gun and shot upwards; a loud crack of the gun causing them both to fall silent, hugging each other for protection.

"Roy, you pack your stuff in a separate bag as Jeans, and then Jean you do the same. Then, once packed, put your stuff in the bag so we can go. Understand?" Riza said, looking between the two pale-faced men.

"Yes ma'am," they both chimed, pulling apart quickly as they saw that they were holding each other.

Turning on her heel, Riza left the room, Izumi right on her tail. Once in the kitchen, they both burst into laughter. "That was amazing! They looked so scared!" Izumi laughed, sitting in a chair and leaning against the table.

Riza grinned. "I know. I'm glad they can both understand my language," Riza laughed.

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