Ch 15: Attack on Hearts.
(A/N- I have a feeling that my story was starting to get out of OOC, if it is happening plz plz PLZ let me know. Thanks a bunch)
11:54 pm was what the clock on Breda's watch said.
"Where did everyone go?" Breda looked around.
"What are you talking about?" Armstrong looked around.
"Mustang and the others…. I can't see them any where"
"Your right… wait there is Havoc, Fuery and Falman right there"
The 3 walked into the room and sat at the table they were at in the beginning of the evening. Havoc felt bad for yelling at Roy. But he was right Riza stuck with Roy through thick and thin and when Havoc went under rule by Roy, Riza was right beside him. Fury and Falman both looked at Havoc and then to each other and showed expression of confusion and concern.
"Hello gentleman! Why the long faces?" Armstrong said with curiosity.
"Long story, are you two going it sit down?" Falman looked at Armstrong and Breda.
"Yeah sure, so what's up Havoc? Not like you to be all depressed" Breda asked while pulling up a seat.
"I can't believed I lectured the Colonel… I'm surprised he didn't kill me"
"About what?" Breda asked again.
Fury and Falman both sighed and started to fill in what happened between Roy and Riza to Breda and Armstrong. It took a little bit but in end Havoc was the one to clear it all up and set the story straight. The time was about 12:30 and there was still lost of people dancing the night away with music blaring.
"I bet you that he is in his room drinking away," Havoc said shamefully
"He is known to do that."
Almost immediately havoc looked up and saw Riza looking at all 5 of them.
"Ma'am!" Fury stood up.
"He is known to do that. And I had a hand on making him go there" Riza said shamefully
"Me as well" Havoc said lowly.
"What did you do?" Riza questioned.
"Hate to say it but Fuery, Falman and I followed the colonel outside. When you ran off I kind of lectured him."
"And yet you have no burn marks" Riza said with a weak smile
"Yeah. That surprised me as well." Havoc said trying to cheer himself up.
"You should go see him Riza. We know that you probably hate him right now, but the least you could do is make sure he didn't kill himself" Armstrong asked.
"Your right, Alex. He is in his room right?" Riza asked
"First place I would check." Falman added.
Riza turned and saw that Wind was nowhere to be found and Andrew was in the main hall saying good night to a few people. Riza approached the stairs and started to walk up when her felt a tight grip on her hand.
"Ms. Riza you leaving so soon?"
"No sir I'm just checking up on the colonel, I haven't seen him"
"Ah yes. Well its still early make sure you come back and find me. We need to have a chat"
"Aright" Riza nodded her head and continued on her way.
Riza made her way up the staircase and turned at the floor Roy's room was on. Riza tried listening for Roy just incase he was making a fool of him self. But then again when Roy drinks he is usually quiet and not too much of a talker if he's alone. Riza finally got to his room and knocked on the door. She waited for a few moments then knocked again.
"Sir? Are you ok?" Riza waited then got a little worried when he didn't reply.
Riza let her actions get the better of her and she turned the handle. Usually she would try again then leaving but she was worried about him. When people are worried they tend to act first think later. To Riza's surprise the door was open. Riza was shocked but again with out thinking she walked into the cold, dimmed room trying to find him.
"I'm sorry sir, the door was open." Riza said walking in the room.
She couldn't believe what she was doing. First she opens a door with out permission or word form the person inside it and now she was wondering through it as well. But still something inside her could tell that something wasn't right. But still it was not like her at all to just walk in the room. After leaving the hall to get into the main part of the room Riza looked around. Because it was dark it made it harder to see things. When she looked on the table across form her there were 2 square scotch bottled opened and empty along with two tall thin bottles, which were also empty. Riza shook her head and saw someone by the window facing out letting toe cold air into the room. Riza slowly approached the figure.
"Sir?"
"What are… you doing here?" Roy said clearly showing that he had a few drinks. But to Riza he didn't look hammered. (Although he was on his way to that point.)
"I came to check up on you Sir, its cold in here"
"Usually when people are drunk they get very warm." Roy replies slowly.
"Then it's a good thing I'm here" Riza said sadly
"I thought you didn't want to me around me" Roy said then taking another drink out of his glass cup. Roy stopped and looked over at Riza with serious eyes.
"It may be dark in here Riza, but I can see your face. Don't look at me like that… I hate that face," Roy said turning around and walking back to the couch and collapsing into it. Resting his arms on the couch and letting from his elbows down hang off the chair.
"How do you want me to look sir? Happy cause then you would be telling me to lie."
"Do what ever you want Riza, I don't care right now. You women are known for mood swings" Roy tried to take another sip out of his cup.
Riza sighed and walked over to the open doors that lead to the balcony and closed them.
"You do realize I'm just going to open them up again. Then you will lecture me as you always do. God I swear I wish that you women would just… never mind. You wouldn't understand. You're all alike " Roy said with a rude tone. Then trying to take another drink. Before it could reach his lips there was a heavy pressure on the glass pushing down. Roy looked up and saw that Riza had a sad look and her hand was pushing the glass away.
"Please Sir, you had enough" Riza said softly and took the glass away form his hand trying to occupying herself so she wouldn't try to hit him for the remark he just made. Roy resisted a little bit then looked back up to Riza's red eyes, which were glowing thanks to the candle light in the room. Once Riza had full control on the glass she turned and placed it on a table. As soon as it was placed on the table, Riza felt a grip on her wrist. When she looked over Roy was standing behind her holding onto her wrist.
"Riza, what I said before is true. All I did was want to get back to you"
"I know Sir"
"God damn it Riza don't call me Sir. Not right now. Give me at least that" Roy swung Riza around and griped onto her shoulders enough to make a mark.
Riza nodded her head thinking that Roy could see it. Roy started to pull Riza closer to him. Riza went on her own will and let him pull her over. Putting his head against hers only then Riza could tell that Roy had a lot more to drink then was assumed. It was almost triple the amount. Riza was surprised on how well he could hold his drink for he wasn't showing any sighs of slur in his speech or dizziness.
"Riza I'm so sorry…" He whispered.
"I know you are and I am to." Riza said finally giving in and wrapping her arms underneath his, digging her head into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her lightly. Before Roy could say anything the last he saw was looking down at Riza and giving a little smile although she didn't see it. He started to get weak in his knees and his legs, and then eventually gave out from underneath him. He collapsed into Riza causing her to fall down with his upper body on top of her. Roy's head was hanging over her shoulder (like when a parent carries their child)
"Roy, why did u have to do that now." Riza said with a groan and rolled her eyes.
Roy started to fall in a deep sleep and Riza could feel his breath on her neck. Roy's bed wasn't to far From where they were so with all her strength Riza tried to bring Roy over to his bed. After 15 minutes of rough labor and heavy lifting and trying not to damage her dress (because she borrowed it) Riza finally got Roy on his bed. Riza looked at Roy and noticed that he still had one of his gloves on. She pulled the glove off and put it on the nightstand beside him then carefully un-buttoned his crimson red shirt, then took off his dress shoes. After she was satisfied she pulled the covers over top of him. Looking back at Roy while he lay there sleeping Riza pushed back some of the hair that was in his face. She couldn't help but think how adorable and helpless he looked when he was sleeping. She explored his face then got up to put out all the candles that he lit and put the glove with its mate back in his jacket pocket.
"Your not going to remember anything tonight will you Roy, that's how some hangovers work…" Riza said walking back to Roy's side, who was still in a deep sleep. Then quietly brushing his hair back gain she put her hand on his cheek and gently kissed his forehead. After a few moments of being with Roy in the dark she got up and started to leave. As she felt her way to the door and opened it letting the hall lights shine in and turning to see Roy surrounded by the darkness then closing the door and locking from the outside and putting his key in her pocket.
Just as Riza started to leave the hall Andrew was just coming down and spotted Riza.
"Oh Ms. Riza. I believe the Fuhrer is on the line and wanting to speak with you."
"Alright, where can I use the phone…?"
"You can follow me to the office, I have one in there that you can use. Anyways we were suppose to have a chat so we can talk after your finished"
"Alright."
Andrew lead Riza back down the hall to the stairs, then to his office. He directed Riza to the phone and gave her the number on where to call the Fuhrer at. Andrew whispered to Riza telling her that he will be back in a few moments when she was finished to give her privacy. Riza dialed the number and waited for a moment till a familiar voice of Ms. Douglas came on to the phone.
"Hello?" a woman's voice called out.
"Hello Ms. Douglas, First Lieutenant Hawkeye calling. Sorry for calling so late. Would the Fuhrer still be in?"
"Hello. First Lieutenant. Yes he is I'll patch you through"
Riza waited another few moments. (I wished he'd call tomorrow) Riza thought to her self then interrupted when a voice came on the line.
"Hello Ms. Hawkeye" the Fuhrer's voice came on.
"Good evening your Excellency. Please forgive me for calling so late"
"Not at all. I called you first and I'm impressed that you called back. Now Mr. Andrew Berri called me up here in central, he was telling me how impressive you and the rest of you are."
"That was very kind of him. But I'm sure there is other matters to talk about, not just about the good word Mr. Berri put in."
"Yes your right, tonight I received another call from a lady who clamed that she is his wife. Mrs. Wind Berri, I believe is her name"
"Yes sir, I had numerous interactions with Mrs. Berri" Riza tried to keep form yelling in anger.
"Yes, well she happened to call and tell me that you have been disobeying my orders that I set this morning."
"Have I Sir?" Riza questioned
"Yes. I remember telling you to only go around the colonel for appropriate orders. And it seemed that the Colonel and yourself got a little too friendly this evening"
"I…" Riza started
"Hold on! But because you were dancing with him I'm assuming you were reporting in"
"Yes that was the main reason Sir."
"Now viewing the circumstance. I'm going to have to pull you out of the mission a day early. You will take the morning train and come back to central"
"Sir. There is no train till the next morning at 9." Riza asked surprised.
"I have re arranged another train for you to take. You will be taking the 10:27 A.M train to a small town to the east of the mansion. From there you will take another train at 5:30 P.M too central. When you get to central you will report to me and we will figure out what to do form there. Do I make my self clear Lieutenant Hawkeye?" the Fuhrer explained with an angered voice at the end.
"Sir yes Sir!" Riza said with her dominate voice.
"I do hate taking you away form your mission when it's almost completed. But if only you realized that love in the military is against the agreement you signed when you first enlisted, then we wouldn't be in this mess. I'm also afraid I will have to pull you completely out of Colonel Mustangs Team. Only until I feel comfortable that you have learned that being in the military, the only love you have is for your country."
"I will do my best to not be a problem Sir,"
"That's right. I'll see you tomorrow at 9 P.M"
-Dial tone-