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CHAPTER 21 – Misunderstood
After dragging herself out of bed Riza claimed the shower while Roy supposedly cleaned the dishes. Lathering her hair she let her mind wander…
Who would want to record Roy in his office anyway? The higher ups maybe? That didn't sound very likely but then again Roy's goal was to become the next Furhur so possible one of them did it out of jealousy?
Her thought was entirely practicable but she hadn't seen anyone go into the office lately except for co-workers.
What if they were the ones to do it for the higher ups? Still it seems a little absurd seeing as everyone is so loyal to Roy… I won't throw that thought out the window quite yet. Then again could they possibly know about or relationship?
Riza blushed at this. This thought was just as convincing as the last.
But how could they have found out? I would have noticed the camera in there ages ago if it were for the higher ups…
Then an idea popped into her head.
Maybe they did it for…---
Roy sat in bed, the sheet only covering half his bare chest. Before Riza had left to take a shower she had reminded him to clean the dishes they had used. He watched her as she ambled in through the bathroom door closing it behind her. Seconds later he heard the water heater turn on and steam same from underneath the door.
Roy's mind told him to get up out of bed and do as Riza told him to do. He wanted to but he just didn't want to move. He felt content, happy; more cheerful than he had in a long time. The cause? A simple kiss on the lips from Riza as she left the room.
Roy could only smile at the memory. He reluctantly drug himself out and to the kitchen. A small kitchen it was too. The standard needs: coffee maker, stove/oven, dishwasher… nothing that special. The only thing that wasn't needed was the stove seeing as Roy was the Flame Alchemist it only made sense.
Shuffling his feet on the tiled floor, he set the tray with their dishes in the sink and rinsed them off. Stuffing them in the dishwasher the moment he heard his bedroom door shut. Trotting over to his room, Roy softly knocked on the door. When he didn't hear any answer he began to wonder if he should go in.
Maybe I should go in there just to make sure she didn't fall and hit her head… no you can't! Do u know what Riza would do to you if you walked in on her changing! Let's just say you wouldn't be considered a guy anymore… but what if she's hurt? I would be responsible for the death of my love; that sounded weird… who cares what sounded weird! I warned you to not go in there so if you do and get your… you-know-what blasted off it's NOT my fault!
His conscience yelled at him. Ignoring it he took a deep breath and plunged into sheer danger…
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Getting out of the shower she rubbed a towel on her head to dry her hair. The shower had done Riza good. She opened the bathroom door wrapped in a fuzzy soft dark blue towel. Throwing the shirt that Roy had lent her last night she made her way to the bedroom door where she closed it.
She walked to the edge of his bed where it seemed as if no time had passed since she and Roy had rolled out of bed. The sheets, still unmade, appeared so inviting to Riza that she thought about climbing in and catching some more sleep. Her gaze turned to the clock on the bedside table, which read 7:13AM. Groaning, Riza reluctantly dropped the towel.
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That was the scene that hit Roy. Riza unclothed standing in his room. With merely the thought sent a feeling down to his lower regions. He gasped in surprise as a yelp came from Riza.
"ROY! GET OUT OF HERE!" she hollered at him. In complete and total shock Roy couldn't budge an inch; he wouldn't even if he could. The sight of Riza made Roy entirely speechless and unmovable.
She has to be a goddess or something. Was Roy's first reaction. Her chest was filled out and her stomach flat. Her skin looked absolutely flawless as she stood there before him trying to cover herself as she reached to the floor to grab the towel.
Of course Roy, being who he is, only noticed the 'goddess' approaching him and not the furious expression emblazoned upon her face. Then sharply he felt a surge of incredible pain sweep across his cheek. If possible he was even more stunned.
"ROY YOU PERVERT GET OUT OF HERE!" Riza shouted again. She had her hands clinging the soft towel around her. She pushed him out of the room with her hands on impulse, which let show the top of her cleavage. This glimpse didn't go unnoticed by Roy obviously.
"UGH! Why did you have to be such a pervert?" Riza questioned him loudly.
"I don't know, why did you fall in love with me?" Roy whispered in her right ear as he held her body that seriously lacked clothing at the moment, close to his. Riza pulled back immediately.
"Who said anything about love?" Her face was stern and expressionless. That hit Roy, harder than a brick wall in fact. He immediately went stiff, rigid. He took several steps back, away from Riza, his so-called beloved. Fear in his eyes but his voice cold and clipped, he asked her his dying question.
"What do you mean by that?" Inside his heart he was breaking down and his mind was falling to pieces.
What could she possibly mean? She can't say that she doesn't love me; not now… never, never in eternity. Roy held his breath, awaiting her answer. He watched her face contort into confusion and then to a beaming smile.
What the hell is she smiling about? She can't possibly think this is funny! I can't deal with this… I can't, not Riza. She wouldn't would she? No... no… no… his brain was collapsing under the pressure of rejection from his lover.
"Oh Roy… I'm so sorry… I didn't mean it like that…" What the hell DO you mean then? I can't take it anymore! I just can't!
That's when he broke he rushed up to Riza and smashed his lips down hard against hers. Rubbing along hers he put forth every emotion he held that moment, love, fear, franticness. Everything. Roy's desperate kisses turned to caresses of his tongue against Riza's mouth. Necessarily, Roy pulled back to catch his breath, Riza needing the same.
"You can't Riza… you just can't-" Riza cut him off with her fingers over his swollen lips.
"Roy you don't know what I'm going to say-"
"Of course I know what you're going to say!" Roy rashly pulled away from her. She advanced on him but he backed away from her keeping at least three feet in front of her.
"NO YOU DON'T!" Riza yelled at him.
"DON'T TELL ME THAT I DON'T BECAUSE I DO!" Roy yelled back. Riza scoffed.
"Oh excuse me of course you do. You're the Flame Alchemist who can do anything! Make way for the all knowing alchemist!" Riza roared at him. Roy could merely scrunch his eyebrows together in anger.
Roy had had enough. That felt like a slap in the face, a HARD slap in the face. She had wounded his pride not to mention his self-respect. He threw his bedroom door open and stomped down the hallway. Throwing his front door open he stalked down the steps after letting out a frustrated growl, possibly loud enough for Riza to hear all the way in the back room.
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A/N: Uh oh! What'll happen? Will the make up? Heehee only I know that answer and it's highly unlikely I'm gonna tell anyone :D heheh I'm just feeling a bit evil right now :D well I'm sorry about the delay in updating but I'll try to post the next chapter soon. Thanks to all my readers and reviewer especially the latter. It's all thanks to you that this fic is still running, literally. I won't give up on it I PROMISE (this is one I can actually keep not that I normally don't, it's just that I mean to but somehow it doesn't end up that way). Anyways about the tech. I don't really care if they didn't have this stuff back then cause it's a fanfic so I can put anything in it right? Ok so most of everything. Well I'll stop my rambling and go to sleep so tomorrow or rather today I can get the next chapter done. PLEASE REVIEW!