A/N You get a quick update due to me getting my requested reviews, lack of school this week, and my bout of writers block. Hopefully typing this up will get rid of it, I can only pray. I really am desperatly trying to keep it moving without giving too much away, lets see how this all works out. Well, here you are.
You there?" Riza called out into the empty space. "Roy, Roy I'm scared, where are you?" She walked faster, and then started running through the flowers in a panic, there was no one there. Riza suddenly stopped, her head hurt. She saw the light and scenery flickering, like an old lamp, but a moment later returned. "Where am I? Why can't I
IIIIIIIIIIIIIII"Ed, are you coming with to the burial today?" Hughes asked. Roy hadn't been in to work since he'd passed out in Ed's room, but Hughes had almost expected that.
"What? I thought the funeral already passed?" Ed asked, he'd missed the funeral he remembered, he'd been off on another goose chase after the stone.
"The funeral, yes, but the burial of the body, no. She was last in a long line of murder cases, so she's still in the morgue, to see cause of death. But they're giving over the body today to be buried, just the office personnel is coming mostly, it's nothing fancy," Hughes replied.
"After Mustang puked in my room, and stole my bed?" Ed asked coldly, "You expect me to do him a favor?"
"Come on Ed, now you're just being cruel."
"Fine, fine. When and where?" Ed sighed. Hughes smiled, Ed really was sympathetic, he just hated to admit it.
"About six, we're taking a military car so I'll just come by to pick you up."
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"Sloth, how are they?" Lust asked as Sloth came back into the room.
"They're getting too weak, we need something stronger," she replied, "I'll go ask Dante tonight. Speaking of which, if I do that you'll need to get Envy back on your own, is that okay with you?"
"Fine, but tell me, why am I always the one stuck listening to him complain?" Lust smiled, "With Envy back we can have him go check on Mustang's progress. I don't think this will work, Dante's been meddling in bad stuff for years, but no one can know what'll happen when Roy tries to bring her back."
"Why should it turn out any different than usual?" Sloth asked, "Though I agree, using the Flame Colonel of all people for this, Dante needs to think about the consequences it could have. Especially if it works, what'll happen when she sees?"
"I'm going to go wait for the burial, while you're at Dante's be sure to ask her if she's gone insane," Lust said, walking to the door and opening it, "Experimenting can only go so far before becoming madness."
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Havoc hammered on the door, waiting until Roy finally came. It was absolutely astounding how well he could clean up, his hair combed back, and his dress uniform on. He stepped out, getting into the car with everyone else. Fury, Havoc, Breda, Hughes, and Ed sat waiting for him as he came in, and they drove to the cemetery. It was silent in the car, only the occasional throbbing of the motor interrupted the quiet.
When they got out, all walking through the maze of tombstones, they came to the casket. It was propped open; Riza's dulled eyes were half open, but clearly fogged over. Her skin was a ghastly pale, her lips a striking light blue color. They all took turns going up to look into her face and say their goodbyes, Roy being last. He stared into her once tanned, unmarred skin, which now more resembled wet paper, and her limp, golden blonde hair. It always had looked better unclipped. Then, holding his hat over his heart, he stepped back quietly, and the casket was closed. They lowered it into the grave, and then began to shovel dirt over it unceremoniously.
They returned to the Central HQ, not a single word said. After all, one can only mourn for so long before finding a better use for their time, and Roy had found his.
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Darkness engulfed the cemetery as Lust walked through it. Zigzagging through the graves, she came to one labeled 'Riza Hawkeye,' and stopped. Then she brought out a shovel and began to dig.
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"Ed, come here for a second," Hughes said after work that day.
"Hughes, what is it?" Ed asked, "It's not my turn for cheer up squad again already is it?"
"No, you get a few more days of freedom, it's Havoc's turn right now. Ed, did you notice anything, anything different about the corpse?" Hughes asked.
"No, it was corpsy and dead," Ed frowned, "Not a very pretty sight. Roy took it really harsh."
"I just thought of something Ed," Hughes got up, "I'll tell you later when I find out, it's just a hunch, but you never know. I need to check on something." Hughes left quickly, closing the door behind him. Ed stood awkwardly for a moment longer, before shrugging and leaving to his dorm room. Alphonse would be waiting for him.
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Leave? I can't even find anyone," Riza said, fear pulling at her heart. No Roy, no Hughes, no Ed, no one but her was there. Riza ran through the field, it all started looking the same after a while, as though repeating like in old movies. Riza felt a presence, someone else was here, but she couldn't see them or find them no matter how hard she tried. Her head began to feel dull and fuzzy,
IIIIIIIIIIIIII"Roy, how are you?" Hughes's familiar voice flowed through the receiver in Roy's hand.
"I've been worse," Roy commented, his hands white with chalk as he finished, "I'm not falling over drunk this time."
"That's a relief," Hughes replied, "Why don't we go out tonight, have some guy time?"
"No, I'm a bit busy, office work you know," Roy replied, checking the array in a small handwritten booklet, "I think her finally being buried helped." Carbon, sodium, it was all there.
"Alright, you sure you're really that busy? Hawkeye's habits must have really worn off on you when she was still here," Hughes sighed, "I'll be seeing you tomorrow then. Good night Roy, and take care of yourself."
"Goodnight Hughes."
Hughes hung up the payphone, a flash of light traversing up and down his body as he morphed into the toned, somewhat feminine shape of Envy. "Sounds like he's doing it right now."
"How do you know?" Lust questioned, glancing at the moon. It was full, how terribly cliché fora taboo.
"Mustang, not drunk, doing work after it's ended. Tell me, how can that not reek of cover up story?"
A/N Oh the many lovely mysteries, I can't put it off much longer, so I must say, some answers will in fact be brought to light next chapter. So review my darlings, review like you've never reviewed before and I will both update and love you. I love all of my reviewers, and you guys who only read and don't review, I will throw potatoes at you. Also, I really have no idea what to make Roy lose for trying human alchemy, any ideas? At least five reviews for next chapter, as always, and if we make it over 55 I'll make an extra long chapter for you all in celebration! Goodnight all you people.