A/N: hustle! hustle! hustle! 20 minutes before parents come home!!

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Chaspter 6

The poorly lit hallway was dead quiet although each of their hearts were threatening to leap out of their chests.

"Coffee, Colonel Mustang?" Falman approached, bringing him a cup of coffee

"Thanks" he took the cup and took a sip of it.

Hawkeye was inside, having a C-section. (A/N: i cringed when i wrote this)

She was know for her strong resistance, but she was in grave danger of heart failure. A body can only handle so much.

"Colonel" Havoc spoke up, noticing that Roy, who was seated on the floor with his back against the wall, was awfully quiet. "Are...Are you okay?"

"Sure"

"We...We found out by the way"

"I know"

"You know?"

"I can see and understand the expressions you've all been giving" Roy faced him with a cold expression on his face.

"G-Gomen ne..."

Mustang sighed.

---Flashback

His hand was cold, but he felt someone's hand warm it.

"Sir, i see you're all right, sir" came a soft whisper

"Hai" he slowly opened his eyes to see a worried face looking down at him

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?" he asked her

"I heard you came in," she sighed. "You didn't have to sacrifice yourself to be the hero of this thing"

"Ne, I only did what was expected of me as a Colonel and as an alchemist" he smiled.

"You fool" he felt a slap on his face. "You could have died"

"You could have, too" Roy told her. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Don't change the subject on me"

"Riza..."

"The orders were decided and given, and once they are given, they should me carried out without any complaints"

"Stop being the perfect soldier for once, will you"

"I...guess I couldn' say anything"

"And you call me a fool"

"My deepest apologies, sir"

"Why the hell are you apologizing now?"

"For refferening to you, A colonel, my superior, in a disrespectful and ----"

"Oh please, they sent you as a commander in a freakin' rebellion pregnant, and you didn't have to protest. And stop calling me 'sir' when we're off duty"

"Roy"

"Yeah?"

She didn't respong.

Roy looked up to see her crying. She turned her head away so he wouldn;t see her but nevertheless, she was crying.

Riza Hawkeye ---- was crying?

The tough 1st Lieutenant, known for her excellent aim and agility, strategic skills and the ability to work with anything regardless of size and still look tough doing it --- had reduced herself to tears.

Hawkeye was expecting some sarcastic comment from him about her crying, but instead, he felt the back of her hand wipe her tears away.

Roy smiled.

"What?" Riza hissed.

"You look so much more beautiful than that mask you would wear each day"

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(A/N: Shit! 13 minutes!)

"So" Havoc began, trying to break the awkward silence. "When did you two ---"

"Havoc" Roy interrupted him

"Hai?"

"Shut up"

"Right away, sir"

A nurse came out. "You can see her now"

Everyone ---- Breda, falman, Havoc, Fuery, Ross, Brosh ---- stood up. This excluded Roy, as you can see.

"Uh, Colonel"

"Roy"

"Right, Roy" Fuery stuttered, forgetting that they were all off - duty.

"Wouldn't you like to see the Lieutenant?"

"No" Roy answered, not getting up from his precious position. "I'll see her later on"

"Okay, then" Fuery answered, a little confused. He walked into the room and closed the door behind him.

Roy sat there, alone with his thoughts. He had no problem in ensuring his child a future, but he was going to be with Hawkeye.

Riza Hawkeye.

That faithful and ever loyal subordinate of his who stayed by him for years, turning down all offers for any promotion. But he always thought of her as more than a subordinate, he was sure of that.

Even he had to admit, that night was definitely not a night of lust.

He held her in her arms and knew that she belonged there.

But despite these emotions, he was still her superior and she was still his subordinate --- with love greatly confined by military laws.

If he would walk into that room --- well, --- he wouldn't know what to expect, really.

It was a different responsibility now-- one that he couldn't just hide in his locker or neglect.

And he had it with the woman he always loved.

Love.

Was that it?

He couldn't be sure at the moment.

It was such a complicated emotion.

But he knew that right now, his own confusion didn't matter. He stood up to check and see how she was doing. Everybody was huddled together around the two small cradles that bore his children.

A girl and a boy. (yeah, twins, not my decision. A friend insisted on it)

Roy walked over to Hawkeye who seemed to be staring blankly at the ceiling.

The other officers could take a hint. They all rushed out of the room, much to Roy's annoyance.

"Hoy" Roy positioned himself beside her bed.

She looked at him, quite pale.

"You okay?"

"Ya think?"

"I guess not, then"

Pause.

"Do you really?" Hawkeye asked him, her gaze fixed on the ceiling.

"Do i what?"

"Do you love me?"

Colonel Mustang froze. Was she seriously asking that now.

"That night, it's what i said to you. But you didn't say it back. So do you?"

"I.." Roy stuttered.

Hawkeye gave a small snicker and seemed to shrug it off. "Nah, it's okay"

"But i do"

"What?"

"I do"

"You...do?"

"I love you"

"D-do you really mean it?"

"Of course i do"

"Th-then why didn't you say it then?"

"I was as confused as you are"

Hawkeye sighed.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Roy asked, noticing that her eyes were once again starting to well up with tears.

"I'm fine" she said in a soft tone of voice, in a barely audible whisper.

"You have to hold on" Roy told her. "They're your children, and what about your dreams? ambitions?"

"This is my dream, Roy" The sound of her calling him by his first name somehow made her feel uneasy, but somehow his presence made her feel comfortable. "You said you love me, and that's all i needed to know"

She laid her head back down and slowly closed her eyes.

"R-Riza?"

No response.

Chaos ensued as the heart monitor went flatline.

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4 years later

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"Do you think the General's okay?" 1st Lieutenant Havoc asked Sergeant Fuery and Brosh, who were both with him in the Colonel's car.

"It is his children's birthday, and at the same time her death anniversary. It's surprising how he could be so upbeat with his children when it was the day she died" Fuery sighed, looking out the window, seeing the Colonel and his two children making their way to her grave.

They thought that it would be best if they let him go alone.

"Ryou, Renai" Roy called the two children who were starting to push each other. (Again, names are not my decision. They're Japanese names, though)

"Hai" Renai, a raven haired girl, looked up to see her father's strict face. Ryou, a brunette, trailed behind his older twin.

"Behave. We're going to see your mother"

"Okasan?" Ryou asked.

"Bear in mind that if she could see you right now, she'd hold you at gunpoint"

"Okasan wouldn't do that"

"She did it to me all the time"

"But you're reckless, Otosan"

Renai shoved Ryou for saying that. Her amber eyes showing everyone that she was Riza Hawkeye's daughter.

"And you both inherited it" Roy scolded them.

"Renai- san, what're we supposed to tell her, anyway?"

"We turn four today" Renai shrugged, being not much of a talker. It was apparent that she was respectful and answered when she needed to , but she was still as reckless as her father was.

"She died today, four years ago, didn't she, Otosan?" Ryou asked.

"Hai" Roy answered, stopping in front of a grave which bore the name "Riza Hawkeye".

"O-Okasan?" Renai knelt down, in front of her mother's grave.

"Was she a good person, Otosan?".

"Yeah" Roy answered, remembering those brright amber eyes and blonde hair.

"She was a good person"

He knelt down beside his children and then started to tell them the stories of the 1st Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye, the best sharpshooter in military history and commander in war, their mother who fell for her superior and bravely went against the laws of fraternization.

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I'm running out of time.

I'm not sure how i did.

Please review.

This is my first FMA fic, by the way. It's Jan 3 tomorrow and i have to go to school tomorrow. Darn. I probably won't be able to go back here 'till march, when the last periodical examinations are over.

It's the last quarter so i have to study hard or it's my ass.

Shineh-sama, i'll take care of you tomorrow, when i see you in school (cracks knuckles)

I'm still in a rush, so thanks for reading and reviewing!

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A/N: It's Jan 4 here. I placed a few more things here and there since i had an extra five minutes.