Note: This chapter takes place in Amestris, if you haven't already noticed by reading the first word. XD And yes, it is semi-RoyRiza... just 'cause I feel like it... and they look good together, DAMMIT!! XDD So, they will seem OC because well, they are. The series never had them together, so I had to create how they would react and... stuff. wanders off to do Health homework
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Roy Mustang smiled a sad smile. Today was his two hundredth time here at the Gate. He had tried to close it that time—which was now almost a year ago—but in the end, he just couldn't. He couldn't even force himself to, so he had organized a 24/7 watch guard over it, to make sure nothing went in or came out of it, unless it was the Elric's coming out. The Flame Alchemist couldn't hide it anymore... he missed those two boys, and really, who wouldn't? They had been great kids for the time Roy had gotten to know them.
Alas, the General still had his doubts that the young men wouldn't come back, and for that reason he had issued that this guard only be placed here for three years—after that, the Gate would be permanently closed on Amestris. Roy sighed and checked in with Lieutenant Ross for any complications that might have happened with the Gate, and then walked over to Riza Hawkeye. Smiling softly, the state alchemist kissed his love on the cheek.
"So, Riza... how's it been? You know I haven't been able to talk to you in three days now, and that a pretty long time for me, dear. Based on the fact we've been dating for six months now."
The gun-wielding woman lowered her stiff stance for a moment, and hugged Roy, smelling in that cologne he always used now. And he wore it for her... just because she liked it. How sweet... was the only thought that came into the woman's mind as she let go of her boyfriend.
"How's that for an answer, Roy? I've missed you, too. Ah, and some, eh... blood just appeared here," she pointed to some of the red liquid on the ground, "... It came from the Gate. Do you think—" but she was cut off by the soft touch of Roy's fingers. He stopped down and slid his gloved hand onto the blood.
"Get someone to test this blood immediately, Lieutenant Hawkeye. Find out who the 'owner' is. I don't need this plan to get screwed over; I've gone into too much intricate detail to get those boys back home where they belong. Research everything you find, absolutely everything. Now, Riza, please..." the man said, his mood suddenly taking a sharp u-turn. If anything went wrong with this operation, there was no way in heaven that he'd ever be Fuhrer. Yes, the Flame Alchemist still wanted to become Fuhrer, but now for sole the reason of doing justice for Amestris... not just for his own selfishness.
Riza nodded before Roy gave her a goodbye kiss, and gave the initial salute before lowering his head. Dammit... those boys, why did they do this to us? Even Winry... even she moved to Central after Pinako died three months ago, however hard it was to leave Resembool. She even dedicates most of her to Ed and Al, and comes here every week to check on things. Dammit all... But in the end, Roy was lying to his own self... they were the foolish ones. The two alchemists might not ever want to return home... they might really like their new life in the parallel world. They might never come back, even though the Gate was still open and waiting for them here. Speaking of Winry... ah...
Roy looked up again as he saw the blonde woman walking towards him, her eyes looking as hopeful as ever, but Roy knew that was only what the outside showed. They all missed him, and really, Winry should be crying right now. They all should, but they couldn't, not yet, at least. That would be a sign of giving up hope forever, and that just couldn't happen right now.
"Hello, Ms. Rockbell... I trust you're fairing pretty well in Central City?" the General asked, in hopes of starting a light-hearted conversation.
"Ah, um... yes, General Mustang. I've been working for a professional auto mail mechanic for two weeks now. He's better than me, that's for sure. His designs are so intricate... I don't think I'll ever be able to beat him. And you can call me Winry, General. It isn't like we just met, you know," she replied, laughing a bit.
Roy stepped up onto the defensive plate, having a good comeback now. "Ah, but you just contradicted yourself, Ms. Rockbell. See, you still call me General Mustang even though I've known you for so long... you understand? With that further information, I'll give you a deal. You start calling me Roy, and then I will, in turn, call you Winry from now on. Get the idea?" The state alchemist quirked his eyebrow in amusement, and couldn't help but be proud of himself.
"Okay, Roy. How's that? Is it better?"
Roy smiled and patted the young woman on the head in an affectionate manner. "Yes, yes, Winry. Much better. Now, can you come with me? I have something to show you, or rather, Riza Hawkeye does. Do you remember her?"
"Yes... is she the one who's good with guns?" Winry asked.
Roy nodded as he led her into the examining room, preparing himself for what might come. Better not tell her yet... that I'm dating Riza or about the blood incident. Both would stir her up in an unfashionable manner (screaming, yelling, a little temper tantrum), and we wouldn't want that here. She might throw around some of those overly expensive glass testing tubes... that would not be good at all...
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And, thus ends another chapter. My muse sort of died in the last two paragraphs or so, but I just feel like updating. I don't feel the need for a long-winded speech about not owning the copyright, ok? Just don't sue me for the hell of it. I don't have anything, anyways. . And sorry for those who now probably hate me now for letting Pinako die. It will be an important part to the storyline in the future, mainly with EdWinry. Yes, I am leaning towards that pairing. xD Bye