How it all began

Chapter 7

Roy fell back against his bed with a thump. He crossed his arms behind his head and let out a sigh. He spent the rest of the night silently glancing around the baquet for Riza. He was stopped on occasion to talk with the higher ups that Hawkeye knew, but somehow the fact he was meeting people that he had always dreamed of working along side of just didn't seem as exciting. His mind constantly tracked back to Riza.

When Hawkeye came to find him, he said Riza was already in the car. He said goodbye to everyone, him trying to make a lasting impression on the important men. The car ride was silent, besides the few questions Hawkeye asked about what it was like for him to meet the people he dreamed of working with his entire life. Riza gave a fake smile when her father commented on Roy's surprising dance skills, then turned her head to stare out the window again for the rest of the ride.

He glanced over to the clock, the numbers lit in a royal blue.

2:48. He looked back at the white ceiling and let out another sigh. He closed his eyes slowly, letting his body relax on the bed when a shrill scream caused his eyes to open wide, and his body to shoot up.

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Roy jumped from the bed and ran threw the connected bathroom. He slammed into the door and twisted the knob finding it locked. He slammed his shoulder into the door until it snapped from the hinges. He ran to her bed and encircled his arms around her. He was schocked at how she clung to him like a new born.

"Riza, it's okay it was only a dream" he whispered, rubbing his hand over the back of her head to sooth her. She sobbed into his chest mumbling some incoherent words. "Riza, you're okay, Im here." He said then snapped his head up to see someone burst into the doorway.

He let out a sigh as he saw it was just her father and two maids all dressed in nightwear. He lifted a hand to show them it was alright.

Her father sighed and watched his daughter cry into Roy's chest. She gripped his shirt and curled up in his lap. His father nodded gently at Roy then left the room with the maids.

Roy slid down on the bed so his head rested aginst the pillow. Riza huddled against his side resting her head on his shoulder. He gently rubbed her back and whispered soothing words to her hopeing she would fall asleep soon. It was an hour later when she finally began breathing normally again and was calm enough to fall back asleep. He wrapped his other arm around her waist and sighed as he closed his eyes, ready to fall asleep himself.

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Riza blinked her puffy eyes open. She sighed and snuggled into the warmth next to her wondering what it was that could be to coming from. She blinked blankly as she took in the smell of Soap and slight champaine before she realized what was keeping her so warm.

She sat up and glanced down at the sleeping Roy. He looked so peaceful and innocent. He gripped the pillow with one arm, while his other rested around her hip. She felt a scratch in her throat and tried to clear it without coughing and waking Roy, but it was to no avail.

At her first cough, Roy sat up and looked around the room.

"Riza!" He called. He rubbed his eyes and moved to the side of the bed.

"You need to take your medicain" He said and disappeared into the bathroom.

Riza slowed her coughing to the point where she could talk, wondering if she should even say anything about last night. He walked into the room holding the cup filled with dark maroon liquid. She groaned, knowing how discusting the medican tasted.

"Come on the sooner you take it the sooner it's gone" he taunted.

She rolled her eyes at him. "Stop treating me like I'm a child" she muttered and put the cup to her lips. He smiled as she squinted in distaste.

"Good girl" He teased and laughed as she punched his shoulder lightly. She set the tiny cup on the bed side stable. She looked back to his smiling face and sighed. He calmed and muttered "So, Last night." Riza interrupted with a grumbled as she looked down at the covers.

He sighed and watched her grab the pillow and fiddle with the tassels on the corners. She squeaked as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to his side.

"Hey!" She protested but his grip on her was to tight. She rested her head on his shoulder giving up fighting.

"Riza, I hate that you got hurt, and I promise I will do anything to keep you safe. You don't have to keep what happened locked up. It's okay to have moments of weakness. To cry. Please, I want you to come to me for anything. Rely on me. Know that I'm always here for you. Last night, I was terrified that something might be happening to you. I'm always here for you. Let me take care of you." He muttered

She stayed silent, frozen as she listened to him expose her fears and insecurities. He looked down at her as she began to turn to him. She stared up into his dark eyes. He brushed her bangs from her hazel eyes, the back of his fingers tracing down her cheek. She turned further watching him stare down at her. Their faces inches apart. All she could hear was their breathing. His chest moving up and down with each breath, causeing her to move gently closer. Her lips parted, suddenly very dry. Roy's gaze fell from her eyes to her lips. Watching her run her tongue over them. He took in a deep breath and moved slightly closer. He began to lean down, their noses brushing each other. Riza giggled and set her hand on his jaw pulling him to meet her lips, when suddenly…

"Good Morning Mrs. Riza" A maids voice rang from the doorway. They jumped apart, gasping from surprise.

Riza opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out.

As the maid rambled on, they sat up and looked in different directions unable to look at each other. Roy stood.

"Okay, I'm gonna take a shower. Ill see you later" he said as he walked out the door. Riza watched him leave with a fake smile, and as the door closed to the bathroom she groaned and stuffed her face in her pillow whimpering and slamming her fist into the mattress. Knowing things will never be the same.

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Roy leaned against the door and blew his bangs from his eyes. He sighed.

"What have I gotten myself into?" he wondered out loud. Rolling his eyes he muttered "Mr. Hawkeye will kill me if he finds out. Things will never be the same." He groaned. Running his fingers threw his diobediant hair, he pushed himself up from the door.

"I need a shower" "A COLD shower."

MADDIE BROWN

Thanks to everyone who reviewed! I know im slacking again but it's AGAIN late and schools started and I can't sleep but Im tired. And grr so don't be mad you know I love y'all.