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Okay, let's take a shot at the 100 Royai Themes. I have no clue with some of them, but I'll try. Thank you to all me readers!

The sound of a gunshot might remind some people of war, blood, and death. It may remind others of hunting and the joy/disgust of the kill. Others may even recognize it as a humorous noise in cartoons.

Everyone at Central Headquarters, however, knew the gunshot to be a warning for a certain lazy colonel. They all took at as the reminder of a blessing. Military dogs in Central thanked his or her stars that Riza Hawkeye did not work with them.

Mustang knew everyone took pity on him for his "trigger-happy" first lieutenant. He also heard everyone spread rumors that she missed war and squeezed the trigger in remembrance of happy memories. Roy, however, knew they were all wrong.

It had been shortly after his transfer to Central. After working twice as long as everyone else works for a week, he was rewarded with a day off. Unfortunately, nobody happened to inform him and he came in anyways, late as usual. He entered the office soundlessly, and was shocked at what he saw when he entered.

The other subordinates had been sent on a three-day journey yesterday, leaving Mustang and Hawkeye behind. Riza had decided to take it a bit easier today, thinking she would be alone. There she sat in her chair, tears streaming silently down her face. Her gun had been thrown to the ground in what Mustang guessed an act of anger. As silently as he had come in, the colonel exited the room, waiting for it to become empty.

Sure enough, half an hour later Hawkeye left to obey the call of nature. She showed no signs of anything abnormal. Her face was not tear-stained and her eyes were not red. Roy did not dwell on this for long and entered the office casually.

At Hawkeye's desk, he noticed three things that were not usually there. One was a medal of honor she had obtained for serving in the rebellion. It was still in its dusty glass case and it was obvious it was not something the lieutenant owned with pride. Next was a gun. It was standard military issue for the time during the rebellion and obviously hadn't been used since then. The handle was splattered with blood and Roy was sure there was more hidden in the intricate make-up. The blood of the innocent…

The last thing was a small photo album. Inside were pictures of Ishbal. One was of a graveyard of bodies. No one had bothered with graves. The dead usually stayed where they had fallen. Only a few lucky solders were actually give a proper funeral. Another showed a mother lying on the ground, attempting to protect her only child. Roy saw the burned skin around her face and charred ground. He remembered that woman. How she had pleaded-not for her life-but for her daughter's and the rest of Ishbal.

Closing the album, a photo not protected fell out and drifted through the air to land on the desk. Picking it up, the colonel was taken aback. There he stood, recently deemed the Flame Alchemist. He was handsome, untidy black hair covered by Maes' hand. The two friends new the night would bring a celebration including a bar and pretty women. That had been the first night he met Riza Hawkeye. She had given him very little notice, but her image stuck in the back of his mind until years later, when fate brought her under his command.

It didn't make sense to Roy. Why would the lieutenant keep such depressing mementos? Why would anybody want to remember that horrible time? Baffled and depressed, he quickly left the office, entering a good ten minutes after the blonde subordinate had re-entered. By then, she had cleaned everything up and seemed to have been doing work the entire day.

"Sir, aren't you supposed to have a day off?" With a groan, the colonel fell into his chair. Curses filled the air. Accidentally, his eyes wandered towards the drawer that contained the terrible memoirs. As he realized she was watching him, he quickly turned to his desk.

"Well, I've come in already. I might as well get something accomplished."

It was Riza's turn to be surprised. Why would he work on his day off? Looking back to her own paperwork, she sighed. "Some things," she said in a low, thoughtful voice, "Are hard to remember and bring pain. But, it's remembering those things which helps us push forward and pursue our goals." Mustang smiled.

That day, he made a vow to try to do his paperwork. He then knew how blind those who sympathized with him were. Hawkeye had fought alongside him. Pulling that trigger killed her as much as it hurt him to snap his fingers. That day might have started the fiasco that FMA fans call Royai.

How was it? Please review. Flames will be shot by Riza, burned by Roy, transmuted into scrap paper by Edward, used as litter box liner for Al's kitties, eaten by Gluttony, shredded by Lust, or all of the above.

I need some help. If anybody could explain the following themes to me, I would be forever indebted to them. I apologize for my stupidity.

5. Heiki (weapon) & Heiki (fine)

54. O Child-sama (somewhat playful tone of words here) (I actually could guess this one, but want to be sure.)

89. Saishu heiki! laughs Ultimate Weapon.(If you'd seen Saikano, you'd know

why I laugh...)

Thank you!