"Riza!" the blonde heard the voice behind her, the voice of the man that she had worked hard to protect for years. "Riza! Wait! What's wrong?" she heard his frantic footsteps getting closer. She ignored him, acted as if she couldn't hear his voice... though it would be hard not to, he was quite loud.

She knew that by ignoring him, by shunning him like this, she was only acting childish and pushing away her best friend. She was acting unfair to Roy, it wasn't his fault that he thought she would follow him to the top, and then stay with him after that. She'd never acted as if she thought of him as any more than that... well, maybe a couple times they'd been more affectionate towards each other than normal co-workers would be... but still! It wasn't Roy's fault.

Riza knew that, deep down in her heart; she couldn't blame Roy for her own stupidity. If anything, it was her fault. She couldn't take out her anger, her frustration, her overwhelming sadness, on the poor man.

But right now, all Hawkeye wanted was a place to blow off.

Oh, please, Roy... just leave me alone for now! She thought to herself, biting her lip to hold back tears.

Rounding a corner of the cobble-stoned street, she found a pub only a short distance away. It wasn't a good place for a woman to enter, seeing as it was full of rowdy men, but with her reputation, she was sure to be left alone.

Dashing down the street before Roy could turn the corner and see her enter, she pulled open the grimy door of the building and entered swifty, the bell tinkling on the door behind her...

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"Big brother," Alphonse began. "Are we sure that we know where we're going?" Edward always acted irrationaly when it came to his frends. Seeing Riza blow out of the stadium like that as soon as the ceremony ended had ticked his older brother off.

"What'd ya' take me for, Al? Of course I know where I'm going!" he replied, turning and giving his brother a goofy grin. He walked backwards, thinking to himself: Well, not really, but who cares? I'll find her, then I can ask what's annoyed her. I'll bet Mustang embarrassed her, saying her name and everythi-

Ed's thoughts were cut off as he felt something hard connect with the back of his head. He fell down and clutched at the painful beginnings of a bruise. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" he exclaimed, turning around to look at two men carrying a heavy iron beam between them.

"Ed! You should watch where you're going!" Al warned him, Ed looked over to see his brother's horrified face as an egg appeared on the back of his head. He took his brother's hand and was pulled to his feet.

"Sorry, kid! Your older brother's right, though! You shouldn't walk around backwards!" one of the men, a big burly fellow with kind eyes warned Ed. A stress mark appeared on Ed's forehead.

"What do you mean, older brother?" Edward asked the man.

"Well, he's your big brother, right? You're so short and all, there's no way you're the elder!" the second man nodded. Ed hit his head off the brick wall next to him three times, and Alphonse caught his shoulder.

"Stop it, brother," he warned quietly. "He's actually my older brother, sorry! I kind of, er... outgrew him," Alphonse laughed nervously. As Al was explaining and rubbing the back of his head nervously, while the men nodded; Edward had retreated into his little corner of isolation, under a blue and purple cloud of denial.

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Roy came to the corner where Riza had turned, and dashed down the street just in time to hear the last jingles of the bell on the pub. She must have enetered there, there was nobody else on the street. The sun was setting behind the buildings on the opposite side of the street.

Rushing to the door, he read the sign hanging above it. "The Fisher's Knot" is what it read, and Roy chuckled. This was where the men came to get drunk on Friday nights. He himself had spent plenty an evening here, but never once had he seen a woman or girl enter the door... besides the bartender, that was.

Riza must have decided she would be fine, seeing as her reputation had gotten around quite a bit, and her target skills were amazing. She also must have realized that he would never guess for her to go in there.

"Clever woman," he chuckled to himself. "Always one step ahead... but I'm always two steps ahead," he laughed. Turning around to lean against the windowless building, he decided that she wanted some time alone if she was trying this hard to avoid him. He settled on waiting for her to leave, and then he would kindly ask what was troubling her. Yes, that was a good solution.

He stood there for what seemed like hours, until after the street lamps were illuminated and the sun had dissapeared completely over the horizon of concrete and brick buildings. In that time, quite a few men passed by to enter the pub, but not so many to leave; all had nodded and greeted him as Colonel Mustang.

Little did they know that he was now the head of the military. He liked the sound of that, he liked it a lot. Roy Mustang, the new Fuhrer. Roy Mustang, Leader of the Military!

"The greatest Fuhrer the world has ever seen!" he boasted to himself out loud. Subconciously taking off his left igniton glove, he slipped that hand into his pocket to finger the small, black, velvet box that was there...

He'd asked her to follow him to the top, and to come with him after that. But he didn't say that she was going to continue being his guard. He never said that she wouldn't lay down her guns.

Pulling out that small, black, satin box; he flicked it open with a finger. Admiring the sparkling diamond of the ring, only one thought crossed his mind:

Mrs. Riza Roy Mustang. Yes, he liked the sound of that, even more than he liked the sound of Fuhrer, Roy Mustang.

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A.B. well, there's the new chapter!!! XD!!!

H.H.T. Yup! And this time we worked TOGETHER!!! I'm so glad that Fusako-chan decided to help poor Hoshi this time.

A.B. Wow, Han-chan. Aren't we being overly dramatic?!

H.T.T. That's why I'm here, Fusako-chan! Anyhoo, last time we got some questions from a reviewer-

A.B. Regarding King Bradley and the sequal to the movie, I believe.

H.H.T. Correct. Well, we made Bradley good, for the sake of this FANfiction. Hmm, disregarding Conqueror of Shamballa, and the fact that Roy's eye got blown out.

A.B. SPOILER ALERT!!!

H.H.T. Do shut up, Fusako-chan. Yeah, and the Elrics are back to normal, too! And in the greatest universe ever! The one where alchemy is useable!!!

A.B. Another spoiler!!!!

H.H.T. How so?

A.B. Well, you just told them that alchemy cannot be used in this univ-

H.H.T. (smacks hand over Fusa's mouth) No I didn't!!! Okay, thanks for your reviews! This story has gotten 90 hits, amazing!!! Thanks so much! Next chapter will be the last one!!!

A.B. Ja ne mata!

H.H.T. Sayonara!!!