Waagh! I just read FMA ch 57! The last few pages with Hawkeye are way too scary! No! No! Riza is not evil! She can't be! It has too have something to do with Roy, after all that is his fire symbol! Eeek! I'll shut up now for those of you who don't read the online manga... Well here's the third chapter but, my good mood is kinda ruined...

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–Aldeca, noon—

The town of Aldeca was barren, to say the least. A few children could be seen wandering in the dirt roads and alleyways but, aside from that, the people kept themselves hidden. It was the perfect place for a terrorist group to operate in without being noticed.

While they walked to the hotel, Roy and Riza maintained a distance of at least three feet at all times. Neither of them was able or willing to admit what had almost happened between them in the train car. 'What was I thinking?...of how much you love her,' said a voice in the back of Roy's head, 'Right, right I'm in love with my subordinate... Maybe you are in love with her but just don't want to admit it?' Roy shookhis head and jogged to catch up with the Lieutenant who had gotten several paces ahead of him.

Riza had an awful feeling in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. Watched but, not followed. Hawkeye frowned and quickened her pace, they were nearing the hotel so it would have to wait.

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"I think the dog might have picked up our sent Envy..." whispered the tall woman as her eyes swept over the Colonel and the Lieutenant.

"I doubt it Lust," Envy responded with a smirk, "It's probably just her damned woman's intuition, that is if such a thing exists." Lust looked at Hawkeye with blank eyes and smiled warmly. She couldn't wait until she was allowed to kill that woman.

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Hawkeye shuddered and Roy carefully placed an arm around her shoulder. Maybe he didn't love her but, he could still be a gentleman. Riza blushed an almost unnoticeable shade of pink. She felt much better knowing that the Colonel was with her. She smiled down at the ground. 'But this isn't supposed to and can't happen...' Hawkeye slowly raised her right hand and unwrapped Mustang's fingers from her shoulder. Roy nodded without looking at her and walked ahead to the hotel doors.

The hotel was shabby on the outside but, it was okay on the inside. Still, it wasn't the first place you would look to find the great Flame Alchemist. The hotel manager explained that they would have to share a room because all of their other unoccupied rooms were being re-renovated.

The room itself was pretty basic. One large bed, a wardrobe closet, a coffee table with two chairs and, a night stand with a lamp. The bathroom had a small sink, a toilet, and a bath/shower. Mustang chuckled at the thought of sharing a bathroom and bed with Hawkeye. However, she sensed his thoughts and removed her gun from it's holster. Hawkeye put her gun to the Colonel's temple while she spoke. "Don't laugh about it, don't think about it." Roy gulped as Riza walked briskly over to the coffee table and sat down. She folded her lags and began to clean her gun.

"I'm gonna go take a shower," muttered Roy gruffly as he stomped over to the bathroom. Riza nodded without looking up and Roy closed the door. 'Damn,'though Roy after he stepped into the shower, 'that woman is really scary. No wonder she's not married yet, I don't think she even has a boyfriend... Oh? And how are you supposed to know that?...' Roy stopped scrubbing the shampoo out of his hair and stared blankly at the wall. 'How do I know that the Lieutenant doesn't have a boyfriend! She could be engaged for all I know! ...Wait! Why am I panicking! Uh... um... Because if she gets married it might effect her attitude towards work and I would have to make sure that she stayed on task... that's it... right?' Roy scrubbed his hair furiously and turned off the water. He ripped a towel off the towel rack and wrapped it tightly around his waist.

Roy slammed his fist into the wall. In his haste to get away from the enraged Lieutenant, Mustang had forgotten to grab his pajamas. He stepped out of the bathroom completely naked but, the towel draped around his waist. He walked as casually as he could over to his suitcase and pulled out his cloths. Hawkeye had long since looked up from her gun and lost her jaw to the floor. Despite a few battle scars, his body was flawless. 'His body is so amazing! Roy's arms and chest are so muscular I-,'Riza pinched herself, 'Stop staring at the Colonel!' That word, Colonel, helped Riza take her eyes off him. Mustang ran back in the bathroom and got dressed.

Roy smirked to himself while he was dressing. He knew Riza had been staring at him the entire time he was getting his pajamas. No woman could resist his looks 'She was probably only staring at you because she couldn't believe how stupid you are.' Roy shook his head. Either conclusion was possible.

The next time Roy emerged from the bathroom he was, thankfully, fully clothed. He plopped down on the bed lazily and looked at the Lieutenant. She was dressed in a simple white blouse and a Knee-high crimson skirt. He hadn't noticed before but, she looked quite attractive. "Roy," Mustang tilted his head and their eyes met. "When we find the enemy base, how do you plan on infiltrating it?"

"Hmm... Well I can... no that wouldn't work... Oh! I could...no that wouldn't work either..." Riza sighed inwardly. Sometimes, she wondered how he managed to keep the rank of Colonel.

"What if you switch identities?"

"What do you mean Hawkeye?"

"Well..." Hawkeye relayed her plan and Mustang agreed that it was there best choice but, it was kind of risky.

A short while later, silence filled the room after Hawkeye became lost in her book. Mustang couldn't stop thinking about how little he knew about the Lieutenant's private life. 'Well,' he thought, 'now is as good a time as any to ask.' "So, Riza what do you do in your spare time?" Hawkeye paused her reading and glanced at the Colonel. He wasn't sure if he had startled her when he broke the silence or if she wasn't expecting his question but, she looked like a deer staring at an oncoming car. 'Why is he asking me this now! He's probably just toying with me,' Riza thought sourly.

"I don't get a lot of spare time," she shot him a death glare, "but when I do I usually go to the shooting range. The man who tends to the range gets irritated when I'm there though. He says that I rip all of his targets to shreds."

Mustang twitched "Well then, um, Hawkeye good night!" Roy got under the bed covers and turned on his side so that his back was facing his scary subordinate. Riza got out her pajamas and changed before settling in on the other side of the bed. It was a large bed but, Riza placed her gun between the Colonel and she. Hawkeye didn't want Mustang to get any ideas.

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Soft sunlight flowed through the window and blanketed Riza's face. She tried to sit up but, there was a heavy weight on her shoulder. Hawkeye reached for her gun when she could not lift Mustang's arm off of her body. Unfortunately, someone had placed it over on the coffee table. She pushed up on his arm as hard as she could and eventually succeed in moving him on his back.However, Riza's arm became trapped under Mustang's back as she rolled him over and she was pulled along with him.

Roy awoke with a start as he felt himself tumble and have someone land on his chest. Hawkeye was unable to balance herself after flipping atop Roy and their heads collided. Her lips landed softly over his and they stared at each other in shock for what seemed like hours. Riza scrambled off of Roy and breathed several almost incoherent apologies as she ran to the bathroom. Roy sat up in bed ,though he realized it had been an accident, he couldn't help liking the feeling of Riza's lips to his own.

Riza stood shakily over the bathroom sink. She took deep breaths and cursed herself over and over for making such a foolish mistake... and for wanting the accidental kiss to continue. Hawkeye took a quick shower and dressed solemnly. 'The Colonel is never going to let me here the end of this...' she thought while emerging from the bathroom. Riza found Mustang sitting at the coffee table reading a newspaper. "Sir, I didn't-," Roy dismissed her apology with the wave of his hand, eyes still glued to the paper. After all, how could he let her apologize for something he had enjoyed? Riza sat on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. At least he wasn't making fun of her clumsiness... yet.

"Well," said Mustang, "I think I've got the address of our terrorist buddies." Roy tossed the local paper over to Riza and pointed to a small help wanted add in the corner of the last page. "Basically, it asks for strong, young men to help their company unload crates from the train yard and to guard them. What do you want to bet that those crates are filled with guns, ammunition and explosives?"

"It sounds like a good start." Riza said as she nodded. Roy walked over to the wardrobe and pulled out a new pair of cloths. After Roy finished changing in the bathroom, he and Riza left the hotel.

The two walked in silence to the train station. They soon spotted a large group of young men unloading packages from a train's cargo compartment. Roy was about to go and question the boys when Riza grabbed hold of his wrist. His heart skipped a beat from her warm touch. "What is it Riza?"

"If we follow through with the original plan, it would not be good if you were seen by one of the groups real members."

Mustang cocked an eyebrow. "Your going to question them by yourself?" Riza glared at him. 'Does he think I'm like all the other shallow, cowardly women that he congregates with!' Hawkeye let out a low, irritated grow as she pushed past Mustang and approached the boys. Roy couldn't hear what they were saying but, he could tell that Hawkeye was struggling to maintain her calm composure. "Come on Riza," whispered Roy, "don't let those stupid kids push you around." Mustang smiled at Hawkeye when he saw her nod her head to the boys and turn back towards him. She subtlety pointed her elbow in the direction of a heavily shadowed and secluded alleyway. He yawned and stretched both of his arms out as an indication that he would wait two minutes before meeting her there.

Two minutes passed and Roy slipped into the alley. It was extremely dark in the alley so Roy jumped when an indistinguishable figure gripped his wrist. He was about to burn the person to a crisp before he recognized the shape and feel of the person's hand. His heart skipped another beat. "For the love of God, Hawkeye don't startle me like that!" She let go and the soft, warm feeling quickly faded from his wrist.

"I apologize, sir."

Mustang ran a hand through his hair. "So, what did you learn from the young gentlemen?"

"It seems that your assumption was correct. The boys said that when they arrived at the address listed in the newspaper they were given the time ,the name of the train and, half of their pay without any explanation as to what they would be looking after. I was also able to get the address and directions to the place where they will receive the rest of their pay tonight."

"Good work Hawkeye,"Riza nodded a thanks, "Oh, and I trust that the boys kept their manners in check while they were speaking to you, otherwise I might have to go and teach them a lesson about speaking to a lady." If it had not been so incredibly dark, Roy would have seen Riza's face turn bright red.

She waited for the heat on her face to subside before walking out of the alley and muttering, "It was nothing I couldn't handle." Mustang frowned deeply as he followed his Lieutenant. Though he may not have sounded it, Mustang was being quite sincere when he said that he didn't want those little punks to disrespect her. The thought of someone treating his Riza rudely made him scowl and fists clench.

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Wow! This one chapter is longer then the first two chapters combined! Yay!

I don't want to end this chapter yet but I want to get some more reviews on this story before I continue. And still, that FMA chapter 57 is clawing at my brain and it's making it hard to concentrate! (I'm a hard core Riza fan... is that odd since I'm a girl?...) Any way, I hope I had more detail in this chapter and I apologize for all of the typos in the previous chapters. I swear that I look over my work at least three times before it's posted...

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