I've been having some problems with my computer so it was kinda hard to update. Anyways.

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They got home quicker than they had expected, after all a nice chat always makes time fly. Besides Roy's house was closer from HQ than Riza´s.

Hayate walked absently behind his mistress.

She has been a little to weird lately´ Hayate thought to himself.

They entered the house both laughing about something like havoc never getting a girlfriend or stuff like that. They hanged they're coats in the closet near the door and almost forgot Hayate outside.

What's with them anyways´ Hayate felt… bad. He had always been the only male in Rizas life besides her grandfather, the old man barely has some time around her so he didn't mind him. But Roy, he was getting Riza out of him.

Meanwhile…

"Yeah, Havoc sure has a problem for that" she added as she prepared some tea, for both.

"Yeah remember when I took that girl out of him" he stated as he took food out from the fridge.

"What girl?" She asked. He sure had taken plenty of them but she couldn't remember which one.

"You know the one with the black hair and fake eyelashes."

"Oh, that one was completely in love with you"

"I couldn't get her off me" he said as he added some salt and pepper to whatever he was cooking in that pan.

"Yeah" she stated finally breaking the laughter to breathe a little. After she just smiled as if nothing, and kept on her work that had suddenly changed to chopping vegetables. Roy stared at her once more. He was pretty sure of what he was going to do tonight. Not every woman in earth can possibly talk to her boyfriend about his early girlfriends. That's why she was special. She had been there since the beginning, since his parents died and he turned to alchemy with her father as a teacher. She was always kind to him she was never too cocky or never to boyish she wore dresses but never wore make up. Her dresses were simple; not very long up to her knee probably, almost all of them where white, with nothing on it. Many of them were sleeveless.

Any one who would see her on the street would see a lovely girl and her father. She seemed so innocent, but she wasn't for sure, even at the age of nine she had already a pretty accurate aim. Just like her father. He never knew her mother, when he got there he was six and she was four. His parents left him there and he never saw them again. He was left alone after all his family was killed. She never talked about her mother, it was always dad here dad there, and dad every were. In fact they were both very affective towards her dad. He was almost like a member of the family, a brother. But they never talked about her mother, not that he really minded. After all…

"Roy?"

"Uh?" she looked at him just a little worried.

"Sorry, I spaced out a moment" he said shyly as he scratched the back of his head.

"Yeah - she said concentrating once again in chopping – You've been staring at me quite awhile"

"Yeah" he answered, almost inaudible. He was pretty sure of what he was doing that night.

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Finally!!

This chapter was not really the big deal but I hope you like it

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PS: My internet wasn't working so I had a little trouble with the update… sorry for making you wait.