T'day With Black Hayate!

I do not own Full Metal Alchemist the anime/manga series.

Riza awoke in the night. Her stomach growled terribly and her back hurt like a sledge hammer hit it. She got up, realizing she was sleeping on the floor next to her charred bed. Hayate was curled up next to her, his leg twitching in his sleep.

Riza went down the steps, a chill hitting her as the wind from outside blew in from a huge hole in the wall. She shivered, and another tear drop fled shamefully from her eye. "Why am I so sad? " Riza asked herself as she walked around the rubble into the kitchen. "It's not because of this mess...this can be easily fixed with alchemy."

But when Riza gazed at the flame marks, she knew what was hurting her. The fact that her house was destroyed by Roy Mustang, the one she secretly proclaimed feelings for only hours ago. "Roy, I know you go overboard sometimes. But how...more importantly, why did u do something this horrible?" Riza saw that the fridge was covered in dirt and rock, so she rolled up her sleeves and began digging.

While digging a terrible thought occurred in her mind. "What if Mustang was captured, or killed, by Scar or some other alchemist..." Riza shed another tear, but this time a huge amount of shame and embarrassment filled her to the brim.

"I am not a cry baby! I am First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye of the Central division!" Riza stopped digging and gave a salute to an imaginary general. Her spirits arose, and she began digging through the dirt with more energy.

A few minutes later a glass of milk and a peanut butter sandwich were held in Riza's hand. As she began to return to her room, a soft rumbling came from one of the couches. Riza put down the food and walked slowly to couch, loading an emergency gun cautiously.

"Whoever is there, I have a loaded weapon!" The couch stopped rumbling.

"RIIBA HRAWGEI, RHITS ROUNLE MREAH, MRAGEAR RARGSROGG!"

Riza ignored the illegible moaning coming from the couch and advanced swiftly, her gun aimed unwaveringly at the couch. Without another thought Riza pulled the trigger. A solitary bullet in the couch ceased the moaning and rumbling. As Riza began to go back to her room, the couch exploded into millions of tiny fabric shreds. What remained was a charred, fluffy, muscular mess of a Major.

"Ah...I see. So that's what happened..." Riza said as Major Armstrong finished his explanation of what occurred that day while lying on the last remaining piece of intact furniture: the living room couch. "So you don't know what happened to Mustang?" She asked desperately.

"I'm sorry Lieutenant."

Riza looked down at the floor. She couldn't believe what was going on. Even after all this she couldn't even get a chance to yell at Mustang for all this.

"Well!" Armstrong said as he rose from the couch, "I think it's time for me to head out!" Riza gave him a quick glare, then led him outside, and slammed what was left of the door in his face.

"Ah, the night air is so warm! The crickets chirp with valour! The stars shine with such beauty!" Armstrong complimented the night as he walked home shirtless and charred. "The moon's brill-" Only a couple blocks from Riza's house, Major Armstrong collapsed on the sidewalk face first. "A fine colonel you are becoming, Mustang. Not many can wear me out that easily!" And without another thought, Armstrong began to take a nap on the hard concrete.

"Achoo!" Roy awoke suddenly. Eww, he thought, I got spit all over my face. I guess I'm still stuck here. I deserve it though. Making myself known now will only bring harsh corporal punishment...I'll wait it out down here. With that, Roy stared up at the fabric under the couch. Suddenly the couch squeezed down oh him. Struggling to breathe, Roy wiggled until he was in a more breathable area.

Riza sighed and sat down on the couch. Realizing that this would make a nicer bed than her burnt bed or the hard floor, Riza sat down comfortably and began to eat the sandwich. Black Hayate appeared at her feet, and gave a small "Woof!". Riza looked down and smiled at him, and patted him softly on the head.

"R-Roy..." Riza couldn't think fo anything else to say. After all that's went on, she couldn't think of anything else to say. The only person on her mind all day was Roy. From the time she left the house to the time she arrived back, her feelings for Roy had changed. How could I go from hating Roy, to loving Roy, then back to hating him? D...Do I really hate him now that he has done all this?

"No..." she whispered. "The feelings I realized back on that train were real. I..." Riza stopped herself. I can't hide this feeling any longer...I have to say something!

"Roy Mustang! I love you! If you can hear me, please answer!!" Hawkeye yelled from her seat, dropping the sandwich on the floor, which Hayate quickly took advantage of.

Roy sat up desperately. His head hit a wooden portion of the couch frame, but Riza didn't notice. He tried again and again until his head began to bleed. I gotta take my chance now, before it's too late! Roy thought. Suddenly an idea popped up in his head.

Riza quickly looked down. Her face was bright red, and she felt like an idiot. Yelling to no one is my all-time low. I really must be going crazy. Suddenly Riza sat up straight. She remained motionless as she heard a soft carving sound. Riza jumped back and reloaded her emergency gun.

"Roy, is that you? Just come out of there slowly, or else I'll shoot!" Riza kept a close focus on the couch. Suddenly, Riza saw a sight that made her smile and relieved her anxiety. The couch exploded in a fiery pillar, and out of the flames jumped Colonel Roy Mustang, almost mocking Armstrong's appearance. His shirt was burned off, revealing his not-as-muscular figure, and his pants were burnt up to his knees.

"Hawkeye.." Roy said as he walked out of the fire. "I...I heard everything you said. I'm sorry I caused you to worry so much. I'm sorry I wrecked your house. But I could have fixed it! It was all Breda's-"

Riza Hawkeye didn't let Roy finish. Passionately, Riza emptied 3 rounds of her "Super-Sting gun" on Roy Mustang mercilessly. Roy slumped onto the floor, his leg twitching slightly.

"You are going to get so much more punishment! Just wait till I buy more ammo!" Riza looked down at Roy after she was done. He was unconscious. Maybe I went a little overboard on the preliminary punishments. He did, after all, face Major Armstrong in a serious battle.

Riza bent down next to Roy. She put her hand on his wrist to check his pulse, but Roy began to move. He wasn't unconscious after all. Roy sat up slowly and looked into Riza's eyes. Riza moved in slowly, her heart beating faster and faster. Slowly, their lips met. Riza turned redder than the had all day as Roy kissed her slowly.

"I love you too, Riza."

"Roy...Roy, you're bleeding!"

END

"AN: Hmph, sorry for not uploading in forever. My life is a very busy, annoying one. Maybe I'll let you read my memoirs one day! Well, there is one more chapter to go, but don't hold your breath. If it's not uploaded in the next week, it's not gonna happen. All depends on the reviews. Thank you for reading!"

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