FULLMETAL ROMANCE

Wow, a certain reviewer made my day, heh, you know who you are . So, I'm going to try out this idea, if no like, tell me and it will be forgotten!

Couple of this fic: RoyxRiza

I don't really know the style of this fic.

'Home alone again.' Thought Riza, as she sat down to a dinner all by herself. She might as well of been single again, and that was depressing enough. The seat across from her was always empty, the plate always went cold, before he ever came home. By the time that happened, she was already asleep, and her needs were never met. Before this she had pride, she was respected, but now she was like every other whiny housewife. Exactly what she never wanted to be. However, it was his duty.

After finishing the meal, she wondered why she even tried anymore to cook, in hopes he'd come through the door and things would be easy. Why did she even argue with him, when he came home late and woke her up with the slamming of the door and complaints of work? The wife of a military man was a very tiresome, repetitive, lacking life. It did have it's perks, however. Fidelity of a military man could never be in question, because a military man was loyal to two things. His friends, and his duty.

Riza sat on her bed, and looked into the mirror and her now dull, boring eyes. She was too brilliant, too strong to have only chores occupy her days. Her life consisted of few things - Breakfast, sweep, dust, lunch, scrub, dishes, cook dinner, dishes, sleep. Roy's life most likely consisted of the exciting things, like going on cases and finding murderers. Sometimes, he managed to pencil her in, but it didn't happen much anymore, especially when he was busy travelling across the world. He stayed with his duty.

A slam from the door indicated he was home, and much earlier then usual, too. She heard him throw his coat down, and let out a sigh, before making his steps to the bedroom, the soles of his shoes echoing in the silent house. He came into the bedroom, and his tired face smiled.

"Waiting for me, are you?" He commented with a charming smirk.

"I always do." She said, getting off the bed to wrap her arms around her neck. She had remembered why she married him. It was for these moments.

"And why do you do that?" He said, kissing her softly.

"Why, because it's my duty." She whispered to him, making him smile all the more.

"I think we have another duty we should attend to."