Hina-san wanted some Royai, so here you are. I'm not crazy about this, as I am still new to the RoyxRiza couple, but I was able to produce this. I decided to wait a day to post this because I had already posted two yesterday. I don't know what else to say, but please review!

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Firm. Riza was firm, strict, but not cruel. She was not cold, just unable to act as warm as her heart felt.

Her kisses, they were warm. Warm and needing, searching for a ground she would feel safe to tread upon, safe to love.

Together, it was too hot to bear. His eyes and hands held fire, determination and passion, and she faltered against the heat when they would touch passing paperwork.

Only Roy had melted her icy exterior, won her over and showed her compassion when she was too hurt to let anyone in.

And when they danced, with her ear pressed against his shoulder, she would announce his heart beats as they sounded, smiling at his blushes and protests.

Soft and sweet. Her clothing and hair were fragranced with rosemary and scents girlier than expected for a Military personnel, wardrobe holding a few black dresses and miniskirts, much to Roy's ecstatic delight.

Their glances were static, bringing them together for an afternoon or evening, in the rain they would laugh through, or the sunsets they would relate with over a coffee or light conversation.

Yes, if they knew Riza like he did, they would not consider her as being cruel.

The weather, crying and leaking over your plans like spilt, suspended dreams, with the sun resting behind the clouds rendered unable to save you; this was cruel.

And Roy knew she was firm, perhaps, but not cruel.