I forgot- disclaimer: I don't own fma or Roy and Riza, if I did, I would've made a movie that takes place after the manga where Roy becomes Fuhrer and marries Riza.

Also, the cast...

Roy Mustang- Eli White

Riza Hawkeye- Five Foot Fury

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Time slipped by. Hawkeye watched Roy from a distance as he laid on the couch. She's been watching him for awhile. Roy looked almost peaceful. Like he was asleep. What could've kept him from sleeping last night? Guilt from hurting her? Wondering if he made the right choice in shutting her out? Did he want to be with her after all? At last, she went up to him and then sat down on the floor by the couch where his head rested, curling her legs up close to her and hugging them. It was comforting being by him. It eased the pain in her chest a little. She rested her chin on her knees, closing her eyes and listening to him breathe. It soothed her, reminding her that as long as he breathed, she would too.

Roy opened his eyes. He thought he heard Hawkeye approach him. Still blind. He told himself when he saw nothing. "Riza?" He asked softly.

Her eyes shot open. He had called her by her first name; not by her rank. "Yes, sir, I'm here. What is it?" She said, the 'sir' slipping out automatically as it often does. She hoped it wouldn't make him go back to calling her lieutenant.

Roy looked down. He wished he'd stop doing things pointlessly, but he wished more so that he could see. Hawkeye sounded really close to him. "What are you doing?" he asked curiously.

"I'm sitting on the floor nearby in case you need anything."

Roy sat up. "On the floor? Sit up here with me."

She obeyed immediately, her arm brushing his as she sat down.

With nothing else to sat and unwilling to put any moves on her, Roy leaned back and closed his eyes, though he doubted he'd be able to fall asleep.

Tentatively, Hawkeye reached over and touched the back of her fingers to his arm, too afraid to touch his face. Then she gently put an arm around his when he didn't react and rested her head on his shoulder.

Roy smiled. He rested his head against hers in return. He breathed her familiar scent in lovingly. He couldn't see her, but at least he could still smell and touch her.

She relaxed, relieved. he did want to be with her after all. The heaviness in her chest lifted instantly. She was glad she had been upset over nothing. Hawkeye smiled and rested a hand on his chest.

Roy shifted away from her a little to put an arm around her shoulders, then he cuddled back up to her.

Hawkeye shifted her head a little lower to his chest as she slipped her arms around him, letting out a soft, happy, little hum.

Roy liked that sound so much, he returned it to show he enjoyed this as much as her. He relaxed, joyfully. "Riza?"

"Yes?" She replied softly.

"Will you marry me?" He whispered the words out of how hard it had been to force them out more than to set a mood.

Her hold on him tightened and she craned her neck up to look at him, even though it hurt. For the moment, the pain didn't bother her. Never before has she felt so light and happy. Smiling, Hawkeye answered him. "You know you don't have to ask. Of course I will."

Roy smirked, unable to help it. "You realize what that means, right? After this week is over... we still do this."

"I have no problem with that as long as we keep it private."

"Hmm... call me selfish Lieutenant, but no. I want to when I want to. Private is too much in the grey area. Alone isn't always private. When I try to kiss you, I never want you to turn away because while we're alone in the backseat, there's the driver who might notice. Or if I want to hold your hand in an empty room, you slap it away because someone could walk in at any moment. I want you to say I love you back to me and not keep silent because someone might overhear you. Like a real marriage."

Hawkeye straightened so she wouldn't have to crane her neck to look at him. "Well then, like in a real marriage, I think we should live together too."

Roy's jaw dropped. "R- really?" He said in disbelief. "My place or- well, of course my place. You'll have to pack your stuff, I'll help of course, and I have plenty of space for it all and a yard for Hayate to play in. I'll have to put a fence up." He spewed out quickly.

She smiled. "Relax, sir. It'll be awhile still before I can." Hawkeye said, touching the side of his face

Roy smiled. "Not that long. It'll probably feel like it though." Roy hugged her and kissed her cheek.

"Not that long? We have Ishbal to rebuild, sir."

"You'll move in before that. I'll have to find you a ring as well. Do you want a ring?"

Hawkeye hesitated. She did, but she didn't want to make it obvious to everyone that they were together, at least not until Roy becomes Fuhrer. "No."

Roy frowned a little at that, but nodded. "Yeah. Who needs a rock to symbolize their love? So... do I still have to sleep on the couch?" He added, still a little nervous.

"Sir, I never said you have to sleep on the couch."

" ...aw, what? You also forgot to say I could sleep with you." Roy whined, throwing his head back and letting go of her.

"I didn't think I had to say anything. I thought taking you to my room and leading you to my bed was a strong enough hint."

"I thought the tour just ended there... " Roy let out a long sigh, annoyed with himself.

Hawkeye ran a hand through his hair. "We still have many more days together."

"Yeah. I just can't believe I was so mad about being blind that I was blind to the clear message you were sending me. It was so obvious!" He exclaimed, thinking how stupid he was.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. Everything's fine now."

"I can't help it. Well, I am a master at wasting time." He thought for a moment. "So, is the offer still available... right now?"

"Of course, sir."

Roy stood. "Let's go then!" He hurried, carefully, to the bedroom.

Hawkeye hurried after him to be by his side and help him to her room without bumping into anything. Once in her room, Roy made it to her bed okay without any help and so Hawkeye laid down on top of the covers, turning to Roy to cuddle with him.

Roy immediately began kissing her passionately. He took his time with it, savoring it.

She enjoyed it greatly, but broke the kiss after awhile. "You can relax. We have all day."

Roy placed his hand on her hip. "But I've waited a lifetime for this." His hand felt at her shirt to find out how to take it off.

Her eyes flashed in realization and her hand took his to stop its wandering, albeit gently. "Sir... I just meant cuddling. I didn't mean sex."

Roy paused, then smacked his head into the pillow. "Of course you did." he sighed, annoyed.

She let his hand go, frowning. "Sir, when it happens I want it to be great- not with us both still hurt from surgery."

"Like it could ever not be great." he mumbled and rolled over, turning away from her.

"Sir, please... " Hawkeye gently touched a hand to his back and then put an arm around him. " ...don't be like this."

"No, you were right. I can't feel you and I can't kiss your neck. It'll have to wait... a long time."

"If it means that much to you, we can."

"Riza, I agree with you. it'd be awful, painful."

She held him tightly and gave the spot behind his ear a short, soft kiss.

Roy smiled a little, loosening up and relaxing.

She gave it another kiss, then nuzzled the back of his neck for a brief moment, stopping because it caused her to wince in pain. Hawkeye laid there with him and relaxed.

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.-. I don't know what to say. Uh, well, hope you liked it.