Hey readers! I was going to wait longer to post this chap, but I just couldn't wait. I LOVE this chapter! Anyway, just to let you all know, I think either the next chap or the one after that will be the last one. Awww. Anyway, read and review! Please enjoy!

Disclaimer- I do not own FMA or anything with the slightest relation to it. I own only the plot

Warning- My beta has informed me that this chap includes lots of OOCness. BEWARE!

Roy sat with a look of intense concentration upon his face as he subconsciously rubbed his chin. He had been at home for two days now, after being quickly dismissed from the hospital, and had been enjoying the time that he had spent with the pretty lady who he had now come to know as "Riza."

"Ding… Dong."

Roy stood up and bounded to open the door, looking forward to the day that he was going to spend.

"Hey Riza!"

"Good morning si- uh… Roy."

"Would you like to come in?"

"I don't know, would YOU like me to come in?"

It was a little game that they played every morning.

"Maybe some other time," Roy replied half shutting the door with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Roy!" laughed Riza as she pushed open the door.

She stepped inside and pushed the door closed behind her.

Roy took her coat and threw it carelessly onto a nearby chair.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"Tea would be nice, thank you."

"Okay…"

He made to walk away but stopped abruptly. He spun on his heel and opened his mouth.

"Forgot again Roy?"

He nodded sheepishly, as she smiled and made her way to the kitchen. He turned to follow her and all of a sudden made a startling discovery. He was falling for her.

"And then you take the teabag out and throw it away. See? Simple."

"Thanks Riza." Roy smiled into his mug.

"Sure."

They both sipped their teas in silence.

"So, did you bring any more photos for me today?"

"Hmm? Oh… yes. I'll just go and get them."

Roy watched as the blonde set down her mug and walked away her hair swaying and brushing across her shoulders.

He sighed and wondered why he had never asked her out before his accident.

He put his mug down with a look of determination set upon his face and followed her to his living room.

"Okay, let me guess. That's Maes… Havoc… Fuery… and um…"

"B-b-b…"

"Breda!"

"You're getting better everyday!"

"That's because I have someone like you to help me." Roy winked at his subordinate.

Riza blushed a bright shade of scarlet and answered in a hoarse voice "You should be able to come back to the office anyday now."

"I'm not looking too forward to that. From what you've told me, there's many a stack of paperwork to be done."

"Well if you don't do it, who will?"

"Hmmm… let's see… Who would be willing to do my paperwork?..." Roy asked as he inched closer to a bright red Hawkeye.

"We need somebody… confident…"he said, leaning down closer to Riza's face.

"Somebody… with experience… somebody who won't slack off…" Roy's face was now dangerously close to Riza's face, and his hand was now resting on Riza's knee.

"Someone…like…you…"Roy whispered into Riza's ear, watching her redden in the face and feeling her slight shiver under his hand.

He smirked against the female's ear, liking the way her skin felt against his lips. He nearly toppled off the couch as Riza suddenly stood up, brushing his hand away and in the process, pushing Roy off of herself.

"Ahem… I think I…should be going… now… sir, I mean Roy."

"What, so soon?"

"Yes, well I have lots of things to do…er… before… tomorrow."

"Well at least let me walk you home. You did walk, correct?"

"Roy, that's not really necessary…"

"Oh, but I insist. Now, come on. Wait here, I'll be right back."

Riza stayed where she was, wondering what on Earth her superior was up to.

"Roy?"

"Mhm?"

"What's in the bag?"

"Not telling you. You'll see," Roy replied with an impish smirk.

Should I hold her hand? Is that too forward? What if she doesn't like me? If she doesn't like me, and I hold her hand she'll know that I like her and if she doesn't like me and I like her, it would make me look like the biggest idiot. Should I hold her hand? Wait… is my hand sweaty?

Roy awkwardly wiped his hand on his trousers and bravely grabbed his beloved's hand.

Well, she's not pulling back. That's a good sign. Isn't it?

Riza blushed furiously at her contact with the renowned playboy of Central City.

Wow… his hand is sweaty. Maybe he loves me! Or maybe he just thought it would be a nice gesture…

Roy stopped quite suddenly in his tracks, causing Riza to instantly reach for her handgun.

"What is it Roy?"

And just as abruptly as he had stopped, Roy Mustang was off again. This time across the road… and dragging Riza along with him.

"Roy! What in God's name do you think you're you doing!"

Again, he stopped in his tracks.

"ROY!" shouted Riza wriggling out of his grasp.

"ROY WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!"

"Riza…"

"And what are we doing in the park!"

"Uh…" answered Roy, "here," he said shoving the bag into Riza's arms.

"Roy, what?"

"Look!"

Riza peered into the bag and started pulling out items.

"Sandwiches? Wine? A CONDOM!"

"Oh… hehe… I'll take that," said Roy, quickly snatching it from Riza.

"What's all this for Roy?"

"I thought we could have a picnic…"

"Aww… No! Roy!"

"Please? Come on! It's a beautiful day!"

Riza sighed and had to admit that he was right. It was a beautiful spring day, and she hated to waste it indoors.

"Fine!"

Roy broke out into one of the widest smiles that Riza had ever seen grace his face, as he whooped and triumphantly punched the air.

Riza had to laugh at his exaggerated antics.

"Enough, Roy."

He grinned at her before taking her hand and dragging her away.

"See? This is nice."

"Yes, Roy, it is nice to get out once in a while."

"Cheers," he said raising his glass to her.

"Cheers," she laughed.

And then, as if a cloud had darkened his face, Roy's happy expression vanished to be replaced with a much more serious one.

"Riza… there's something I need to tell you."

"Go ahead."

"I… I… ahem… I- I think I'm falling in love with you," he blurted.

"What!"

"Yeah… listen, you're the most gorgeous, intelligent and interesting woman I've ever met and I think I'm falling-"

"Roy, don't. You can't be falling in love with me."

"Why not!" he asked, his heart instantly sinking.

"Roy… I'm married," she whispered.

Muahahahaha! CLIFFIE! I'm so evil. . I've decided not to update until I reach at least 70 reviews. Is that asking too much? Until next time dear readers!