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CHAPTER 10 – The Night of the Dream
Riza couldn't believe that the heap in front of her was the colonel. She had rarely seen him like the way she saw him now. Eyes somewhat bloodshot, not to mention his raven black hair a matted form atop his head. His shoulders hunched over, his eyes now avoided her staring at the ground. Riza stood stunned stiff of what she saw before her.
"Colonel…?" Riza whispered. Her voice surprisingly didn't crack at all. Finally, Roy looked up at her. The emotion in his eyes made Riza's heart break in two. Although his face was expressionless his cold, dark eyes showed everything. Fear, sorrow, but most of all hopelessness. Riza couldn't let him stand there any longer.
"Come in sir," Riza spoke up, pushing him into the house, "you shouldn't stay out there too long."
A small, broken smile that made Riza want to collapse with heartache was plastered to his face. Pulling Roy into the living room, Riza sat next to him. The silence was almost killed Riza but she knew that Roy would speak soon. The two sat on Riza's couch for quite sometime. All of a sudden, Roy choked out small sobs into his hands that now covered his face.
Riza put a warm arm around Roy hugging him to her shoulder, which made him only cry harder.
"I had it again… that horrible hic- dream… it won't hiccup go away…" Roy caught his breath.
Riza's expression began to show concern for her colonel.
"What dream? The one about the war? You mean the one you told me about last week?" Riza asked. Roy could only nod as he hiccuped his way through the conversation.
"Maybe if you retell me, it might help it go away?" Riza asked. She wanted to get him talking. It worried her to see him sit there in silence. Roy shrugged in reply.
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Finally the hiccups subsided and Roy roughly wiped his tears away, angry with himself for breaking down in front of Riza.
"It always starts out the same," Roy began his voice clearing up. His speech was getting stronger with each word. "I hear a familiar voice, a female voice, it's calling my name. I try to call out but I can't. I feel pain explode from my body, mostly my stomach area, and it leaves me breathless trying to speak…"
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Riza looked at his face the whole time he spoke. This dream, now that I think of it sounds a bit like mine. Only in reverse point of view of course. I wonder if the two are linked… Riza thought.
"…The woman picks me up and half drags, half carries me away from the burning rumble… that's when I hear the sound of a bullet shot ring through the air and feel the body beneath me double over slightly… It just gets me thinking… who is she? Is she…" Roy paused, "… is she you?" Roy's head hung in his hands. Riza didn't know what to do or say at the ending of his thought.
On instinct, Riza slipped to the carpeted floor onto her knees where she rested on the back of her heels. Taking Roy's wrists in her hands, she pulled them away from his face. She looked at his tear stained face to his red eyes. A lone tear slid down his cheek, which he seemingly didn't notice. Riza reached up to his jaw and lightly brushed it away. She felt Roy tense under her contact.
Suddenly, Roy stood making Riza fall backward onto her bottom. She looked up at Roy whose face was expressionless. He looked down at Riza with those black-red eyes.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be dumping my troubles on you of all people…" Roy headed towards the door. A growl came from somewhere near the door. Roy just stared at the little blur of black and white. Neither moved. Riza pushed herself to her feet. She walked over to her colonel stopping just so there were a few paces in between the two. Riza noticed Black Hayate blocked Roy's way out of the apartment.
"Looks like Hayate has a problem with me leaving." He stated nonchalantly.
"He can sense our emotions. He's pretty smart for a dog." Riza responded. Roy smirked in an angry fashion.
"Really now?" Roy couldn't take it much more. He was angry with himself. He felt like doing something stupid like jumping off a bridge or something. A bark from Hayate broke the silence that had been in the air.
"I'm sorry…" Roy mumbled to her. Riza walked up to the colonel.
"It's ok… I understand how you feel…" Riza hugged him in a tight embrace. She watched his eyes closely. He leaned into her so that their lips were only a hair's breath away.
"I'm glad you're by my side… Riza…" Roy whispered to her lips. A shiver washed through her body when he said her name. Roy smiled at her reaction. He closed the gap between their lips.
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His kiss wasn't forced or harsh. It was a bit desperate but Riza loved the taste of his lips. The way they touched hers. She wound her arms around his neck as his hands slipped down to her hips. The kiss ended for a breath of air.
Roy leaned his forehead against Riza's.
"It's way past my bedtime. We should get some sleep." Riza said pulling him down the hallway. Hayate following them jumped and curled up at the foot of the bed. Riza saw that he wasn't in uniform, instead he was in red plaid boxers and a white tee shirt.
"I can't believe you walked to my house in that." Riza blankly said. Roy smiled slightly.
"Well no one would've noticed anyway." Roy replied. She gave him a questionable look.
The next thing Riza knew she was being pulled under the covers by Roy. Snuggling against Roy's body she smelt the faint scent of something burnt. It wasn't a gross smell mind you, it was just out of the ordinary. Having him nuzzling the back of her neck with his nose made Riza fairly ticklish. The unfamiliar sensation made her squirm against his touch.
"Ticklish are we?" Roy whispered into her ear.
"A little." Riza replied. Roy kissed the skin behind Riza's right ear. She shivered and almost let out a moaning sort of noise but withheld it. Riza felt him smile on her neck. He kissed all the way from her left earlobe down to her shoulder blade. Riza this time didn't tense at his touch but relaxed.
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Roy nuzzled and kissed Riza's neck. The creamy softness of the skin on her neck felt so wonderful. He slipped his hands up her shirt. He inched closer and closer to her chest but was stopped.
"Roy…" Riza said sternly. Roy only smiled and slid his hands slowly back down to her hips. Silence engulfed the room.
"The dream you had… did it… nevermind…" Riza broke the silence.
"Did it what?" Roy asked curiously.
"Nothing nevermind…" Riza told him. Roy wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him.
"Please tell me?" Roy pleaded child like. Riza was quiet. She turned over so that they were stomach to stomach facing sideways. She looked him in the eyes, his soft charcoal eyes.
"I guess you don't have to…" He trailed off. Leaning down, he lightly pressed his lips against Riza's.
Snaking his arms back under her shirt Roy paused just above her hips and began to gently rub his hands up and down. Through the shirt, Riza felt Roy's muscles, tracing them with her fingers savoring the touch of his torso.
Suddenly he pulled his arms away from Riza but only to tear the tee shirt from his body fling it to the side. His arms went back to Riza's body holding it tightly yet loosely in his grip.
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Riza cuddled her head under his chin feeling his warmth against her body. She wanted to stay like this forever… never leave his side… Wait! What was she thinking? She could never getting fully involved with him! The military wouldn't allow such a thing… She shoved the thought to the back of her mind.
"Roy, do you think the woman in the dream is me?" The question just blurted from Riza's mouth. Roy pulled back to look at her, to stare at her with his captivating dark eyes.
"I hope she is." Roy smiled lightly at her. He replaced his head so that they were eye to eye.
They lied there listening to each other's breathing.
"Would you think it weird if I were to tell you that I have had a dream remarkably identical to yours?" Riza asked yet another question.
"I'd find it strange, yes." Roy answered. He brushed a hair that had fallen into her face. His face was serious but with tint of carefree.
Riza was silent for awhile. Roy searched her eyes.
"Is what you said true then?" Roy asked kindly. Riza nodded in response. An expression appeared on his face. It was a mixture of sadness with pure fear.
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How could she have nearly the same dream as me? Is it possible? I mean the nightmare I have digs at me until I resort to tears… I wonder how she takes it?
Roy drew Riza closer to him.
"It's ok…" Roy began.
"I guess it doesn't do to dwell on dreams now does it?" Riza smiled weakly. Roy returned her smile.
"I guess not, no…"
With his index and middle finger Roy closed Riza's eyelids and whispered close in her ear.
"Go to sleep… with me here I'll make sure you won't have that nightmare…"
Roy kissed her forehead. Amazingly, she obeyed and closed her eyes. He watched her for a few moments and followed her.
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A/N: Ok so I had a bit of trouble on this one. I forgot that I had Roy tell Riza about his dream a couple chapters ago so I had to go back and retype to make it fit the story line. I still think I got that wrong so please tell me if I did. Thank you so much to my readers! I really appreciate it! Sorry bout the cliffhangers it's just I'm so used to writing them it became a habit apparently :D please review!