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Riza: Hey! To remind you all, Roy and Riza were wicked dissed by her dad and its dinner time.

Kago: Riza should disconnect the camera and then LEMON!

Riza: NO, no lemons in Riza's parents' house

Kago: You'll see it our way in time.

Riza: YEAH, like I want to think like a perv like YOU

Riza and Roy walked down the stairs. In the dining room, there were only 3 seats left. Riza looked around; everyone was there except her dad. She shrugged it off and sat next to her son who was sitting happily in Riza's old highchair. Roy followed her. Black Hayate had managed to fall asleep at Riza's feet. After a minute or two, Riza's father (SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME HIS NAME OR I"M GUNNA CALL HIM BOB) entered, someone said grace, and they all ate. Riza was amazed how people could eat and talk at the same time. She merely grabbed Roy's hand and played with it as she ate her potatoes. Roy didn't mind. He was too busy listening to Riza's grandfather talk about chess.

"Elizabeth, how have you been?" Francis, her sister, asked randomly.

"I'm married to the Fuhrer, I have a son, and when I return to central, I'll be living in a new, giant house. Not bad." Riza and her sister laughed. Riza was still playing with Roy's hand, but he moved it and wrapped it around her waist to play with her skirt. Luckily, the table cloth was unnaturally long and no one saw his loving act.

"So this tall, dark haired, alchemist is the Fuhrer?" Francis asked.

"I still carry a gun, Fran." Her sister laughed nervously raising her hands in defense.

"Aw, come on Liz, you know I was just kidding." Riza returned to eating. She felt Roy's surprisingly cool hand, touch her bare stomach and almost jumped. He had made his way under her shirt and onto her tummy and the instant cold made her shiver. Roy smirked and looked at her. She glared at him and as though he read her mind, he said.

"Let's see what you can do to get me back for that, Riza, or should I say, Liz?" She growled softly and ate some more. Eventually, dinner ended and before Roy and Riza could clear their plates, Riza's father asked them to come into his office. Riza was used the navy blue room. She had gone in there every time that she did something wrong.

They sat in the chairs in front of his desk. Riza was holding RJ and Roy was holding her hand.

"I'd just like to apologize for earlier. I acted in treason against my Presedent and his wife. I was merely surprised that my daughter was the LT. Fuhrer and lady of my nation... Please forgive me, sir."

"Under one condition."

"Anything, sir."

"Don't call me sir. I am in fact your son in law so I believe the better name would be Roy."

"Of course." Her dad smiled lightly and shook Roy's hand. Riza sighed happily and rested her head on Roy's shoulder.

'Now, so long as auntie...' Riza's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by,

"HEY, FAMILY! COME SAY HELLO TO AUNTIE BB!!!" Riza's eyes got big and she looked as though she'd strangle something. She stood and walked to her room. RJ yawned and closed his eyes in the safety of Riza's arms. Riza placed him in the crib that one of Roy's servants had set up and jumped onto the bed. Roy walked into the room closing the door behind him and joined her in the bed. He lay next to her and pulled her into a loving embrace.

"I love you, but I have to tell you, your family is nuts." Roy said softly.

"I know, I'm sorry." She groaned into his chest. He chuckled softly and lifted her face up to look at him. He kissed her and she kissed back.

"Riza, I think I'm falling in love again." He moaned into her neck. She smiled and kissed his chest. Suddenly RJ started to cry. Roy got up and went over the crib. He picked his up and held him gently.

"What's the matter, big guy?"

"Maybe he needs a diaper change." Roy face dropped.

"He wants his mommy!" He joked. Riza laughed lightly and took him. She went into her small, pink bathroom and changed his diaper. (IS THAT HOW YOU SPELL IT? I NEED MICROSOFT WORD!!!!!) When that was done and RJ was back in his crib asleep, Roy sighed and looked dejectedly at Riza.

"The big, strong flame alchemist is afraid of a little baby diaper? I thought you were all for the people?" Riza said sitting on the edge of the bed. Roy dropped onto his knees in front of her.

"I'm not afraid...I just...it's icky..."

"It's icky?" Riza seemed intrigued by his choice of adjective. Gross would have sufficed, but he had chosen to say icky? Riza couldn't help it and started to laugh.

"Are you laughing at me?"

"No, no never." He jumped up onto the bed. He knelt above her.

"I'll take my revenge now. He kissed her lightly and when she kissed back, he pulled away.

"Don't tease." She whined.

"Why not. Does sharpshooter Lizzy dislike teasing?" She looked pissed. She flipped them over so she was on top. She kissed his mouth softly, but soon pulled away and kissed her way down his cheek and made her way to his chest. She pulled his white t-shirt up over his head. His army coat was already on the floor, but Riza hadn't noticed when he took it off. She continued her kisses until she got to his belly button. She smirked up at him and licked the small hole. He shuddered. She smirked again.

"I changed my mind, I like teasing."

"Be careful what you wish for, my love." He sat and moved her under him. He kissed her and slowly kissed down her neck. He moved back up and nipped at her earlobe. He kissed across to her nose and pecked it. He continued to her other ear and did the same as its twin. She giggled. She succeeded in getting him to kiss her lips and took the opportunity to flip them again so she was on top. He kissed her stomach by moving her black undershirt up a little. She shivered. His mouth was hot, her stomach was warm and the air in the room was cold. She grinded her abdomen against his and made him writhe beneath her.

"Elizabeth, come and see your auntie." Her aunt called from down stairs. I made RJ wake up. Riza growled and got up. She picked up her baby trying to calm him, which didn't take long and Roy got his shirt back on. The sweat on his chest made it stick to him. Riza brought the two boys down stairs and greeted her aunt. She was only about 35. (Riza's grandparents were apparently still getting it on when her parents were 18-ish LOL) She was tall for a woman and was wearing a very, revealing dress. Roy looked at her and then at Riza. He couldn't believe that they were related. Riza Hawkeye was none for leaving EVERYTHING for the imagination, but her aunt was wearing a dress which was slit down the center and ended at her belly button, brown hair down no bun or ponytail or anything, high heeled shoes. He looked away. He stood behind Riza, hands on her shoulders gently messaging them.

"Auntie, this is my husband, the Fuhrer, Roy Mustang and this is my son, RJ." She introduced.

"RJ is a peculiar name isn't it?" Riza tensed in anger, but Roy continued to rub her shoulders.

"It's short Roy Jr., Auntie."

"Of course." She looked at Roy. He was still behind Riza.

"I'm Roy Mustang. It's nice to meet you ma'am." He stepping to his wife's side and shaking her aunt's hand.

"Roy, we should be heading off to bed. I think RJ's really tired and I'm too."

"Okay." Roy smiled and they turned to walk away.

"Um...Roy, would you stay here a second?"

"Sure, Riza don't worry, I'll be right there okay?" Riza smiled, nodded, and walked back to her room.

"If my niece can't please you, let me know and I'll show you a good time." Her aunt said when Riza was back in her room. Roy was taken aback. Had Riza's aunt just ask him that?

"Uh...if you'd excuse me." He said and ran back to Riza's room. The lights were off so he sneaked in. Riza was getting dressed in the dark. He snuck behind her and helped her pull her PJ bottoms up. She giggled and backed into him, grinding her backside into his hips. He moaned. She smirked and spun around so they were face to face. She kissed him...

Riza: That's all the lemon you're getting. No details. I'm starting the next chapter with Riza waking up...

Kago: AWWWWW!!!!!!