A/N Hey, it's me again! I just got back from seeing 'The Brothers Grim,' and I really liked it! Also, I just reread the first few chapters of this fic, god… the love scenes are so cheesy! Oh well, not much to be done about it now. Not much happens in this chapter either, sorry, but entertainment value is okay as always. IMPORTANT: I've been asked some questions in my reviews, so, here are some answers!

Where can I take kendo: there's a website about it, email me and I can give it to you.

Why is Riza dreaming about/afraid of Envy: …Lets see, he tied her up, locked her up in her closet for a whole day, while he stole her identity and pretended to be her and made out with her boyfriend, oh and lets not forget he threatened her afterwards. Am I forgetting anything?

Will you keep up the lemons and fluff/add in my ideas: Uhh, yeah, I would, but I've got to get the next part of the plot going. As for lemons and fluffiness, you'll just have to read to find out, bwahahaha…

Will you update soon: The only time I'm not updating every few days is when I'm on vacation, god I can't win…

Now that that's over with, on with the fanfic!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal alchemist. I did just get another watermelon though; better eat it before summer ends!

Riza stepped into the cab, dragging Roy by the ear with her. "You know I wouldn't have to do this if you would just get up on time," Riza said, glaring at Roy.

"Well, usually I get to sleep earlier," Roy said, sitting back as the car began to move forward.

"What! The reason we were up so late was because you kept trying to grope me all night!"

"It's your fault for being so sexy."

"Aaugh, there's no arguing with you!" Riza glared at Roy for a moment, before looking out the window. They reached Headquarters, and both got out of the cab, Riza opening a plain black umbrella.

"It's really coming down hard today," noted Roy, hugging his raincoat tightly around him, "hmm, can't believe it's already October."

"Yes, one day it's boiling hot in the summer, next it's pouring down rain," Riza said, "here we are." Riza opened the door to Roy's office, unfolded her umbrella, and walked inside.

"My eyes must be deceiving me, do I see the Colonel coming in on time?" said Hughes staring in disbelief. Roy shrugged and sat down at his desk, starting up on his paperwork. Only a few days into the week and he was already hoping it was Friday. "Well, lets get started," he said sadly, reading the first report.

"Roy, you've got to learn to hold still," Riza yelled, aiming one of her handguns. Roy whimpered as he held up a small piece of paper with a bull's eye in the middle. Gunfire rang throughout the firing range as Riza fired several rounds at the target, each one missing the center by a centimeter or less.

"Stop fidgeting, you need to get better at this or I might just miss," Riza yelled at him, firing a bullet just past his face, cutting off a single hair. Roy watched the hair as it fell to the ground, his face turning a pasty white color, and sweat staining the target. He literally looked like he could faint any second mused Riza, as she fired the last of her bullets dead center into the target due to Roy's lack of movement. And breathing.

"Okay Roy, come back I've got no more bullets with me," Riza yelled. Roy nodded feebly, and dashed back, breathing in deeply, the color beginning to return to his face.

"Oh god, Riza don't do that!" he said, horrified.

"You still owe me one more session. Anyhow, you're getting better!" she said, as they walked out of the firing range and into the cab waiting for them. Riza sat for a moment in silence, then casually commented, "Maybe we should do this more."

"What! I am not holding up that target in my free time Riza,"

"No, I'm talking about, oh what's the word… I can't remember, oh well, but just not having sex, I think it's doing you some good," said Riza, smiling at Roy and looking back out the window. Roy sat there staring blankly at her in shock.

"Wow, sucks to be you colonel," came the ever too familiar voice of Havoc from the front seat.

"Shut up Havoc, besides, I was just kidding, knowing Roy that would kill him."

"Doesn't look like he got the joke," said Havoc, as he pointed back at Roy's pale, detached expression, "I think he's having an out of body experience."

"He'll snap out of it eventually," said Riza coolly before continuing to look out the window. After the car stopped, Riza stepped out, followed closely by Roy, and walked inside.

"Roy, where do you keep the salt and pepper?" asked Riza, rummaging about the kitchen.

"Huh? On the table, why?"

"I'm cooking dinner tonight, you need to eat some real food every so often," Riza said, pouring some cooking oil into a wok and placing it on the stovetop. Roy walked into the kitchen and watched as Riza poured beef strips into the wok along with a sauce and swirled it around.

"Wait, so you weren't serious about the whole celibacy thing right?" he asked.

"No, could you chop up the cabbage over there for me?" Riza said, smiling and stirring the beef with some chopsticks. Roy grabbed a cleaver and began dicing the cabbage into long thin strips.

"Now check on the rice," Riza ordered as she dumped the cabbage along with some other diced veggies into the wok and added more sauce. Roy ran over and opened up the pot.

"It's done, what now?"

"Take it off the stove before it burns!" Riza yelled, adding more sauce and stirring the contents of the pan in a frenzy. Roy pulled the pot of fluffy white rice off of the burner.

"Oh shit!" he yelled, feeling his hand burn on the white hot metal of the pot (it wasn't really 'white hot,' but burns hurt like hell!) and threw the pot on the counter, nursing his burnt hand.

"I'll be with you in just a second, just let me finish this!" Riza yelled, setting down the wok on the stove and grabbing a couple bowls. Dumping some rice into each, she ran back to the wok, poured in more sauce and added the meat, vegetable, and sauce mixture on top of the rice.

"Phew, it's always challenging to make good sukiyaki," Riza said, breathing in deeply, "Now, lets see that hand."

Riza got another bowl out and filled it with water and ice. "Roy, get over here," she said, taking his hand and examining it. "It wasn't a very bad burn, keep it in this ice water for about 15 minutes and it should be fine," she said, handing him the bowl and walking about the kitchen retrieving silverware, cups, and food and placing it on the table.

"Do you have any milk to drink? Or even anything nonalcoholic!" Riza said incredulously, staring into Roy's refrigerator.

"Uhh, I think there may be some orange juice in there, that's nonalcoholic," Roy said, sitting at the table with his left hand still in the bowl of frigid water. Riza sighed, and merely reached past the assorted Champaign and vodka bottles to grab some red wine that she thought might be all right with the sukiyaki.

"Straight after work tomorrow I'm going grocery shopping. I swear, if I hadn't left during lunch to get the ingredients for this, we'd have nothing to eat," Riza sighed as she began setting up two places on the table.

They waited until Roy's hand was numb and didn't hurt anymore to eat. "You should keep an eye on that, burns can get nasty," commented Riza, taking a bite of rice.

"Yeah, how come you're not burnt?"

"It's called oven mitts," Riza said, smiling and trying desperately not to laugh.

A/N Not a very good place to leave off, but I've had enough typing for one day. Why, you may ask, have I had my third extra long super stupendous chapter in a row and updated so quickly? I was not planning on updating so soon, but sakurapixi's review made me so happy I just had to. Thanks, your selflessness in telling me to treat my blisters has made me so happy I updated quick! Yes, they are feeling better now. See? Being kind and reviewing and taking sympathy on others pays off! Especially reviewing. Goodnight