Roy awoke happily to Hawkeye's arms around him. Taking one of her hands in his, he kissed it, then worked his way up her arm, kissing it. At least she has short sleeves on apparently.

A soft giggle suddenly escaped from her as she woke and she tugged her arms free. She crawled over his legs and then laid down in front of him so they were face to face. She gave him a quick kiss, putting a hand behind his head and started playing with his hair a little with her fingers. "What do you want for breakfast?"

" ...something sweet ...you?" He asked playfully, giving her a kiss.

"Thank you Colonel, but I'm hungry too." She said, smiling a little. "I'll make pancakes and find a way to make them sweet, okay?"

"Just add a little love."

She kissed his cheek, then got up and left the room.

Roy followed behind her. "Afterwards, I'm going to take a shower and then you can change my bandages."

"Yes, sir." She said, starting on breakfast.

Roy struggled a bit in taking a seat at the table, but managed to do so by himself. "Riza?"

"Yes?"

"Why don't you call me by my name?"

"Because you are my superior. I've always called you by your rank or sir. Its become a habit. Do you want me to try to call you Roy now?" She asked after giving him his answer.

"Try? How hard can it be to call me Roy?"

"It isn't, but its going to be difficult to break my habit, sir- Roy."

Roy smiled. "Broke it already."

She smiled too. "Not exactly."

...

Roy sat still as Hawkeye bandaged his hands. Are we going to sleep together every night from now on?"

"No, not every night. It won't happen at Ishbal." She said a little firm, though her hands were gentle.

"But I know the Ishbalan nights. They are long and cold." His head bowed.

"I know them too, sir. I also know there will be plenty of other people and among them, soldiers."

"Ha! I knew it! Its you and the private versus alone. I knew you'd do that." Roy said disgusted. "You are such a liar."

She took her hands away from his. "I'm not thinking of people stumbling upon us, I'm thinking of them seeing us go in the same tent." Hawkeye said, sounding a little hurt.

"If not that, then what? Pft. I don't care. I'm already sick of your excuses. You told me you wouldn't do this!" He glared sightlessly at the floor, angry. "You clearly don't know how much I care about anything. I take back everything I've said to you here, since you're doing so to me."

Hawkeye stumbled back as if he had struck her. That really hurt. He's taking it all back? The proposal, the I love yous... She wanted to tell him she hadn't taken it all back, that wasn't what she had said, but tears overwhelmed her. She couldn't speak past the lump in her throat. Hawkeye hurried out of the room, crying softly.

" ...wait! Did you finish my hands?" He called after her. Man, is my timing awful.

"Yes, I did." Hawkeye snapped at him through her tears, angry that he would ask that after breaking her heart. She curled up on the couch and hid her face in her arms to muffle the sound of her crying.

Roy got up and walked to the front door, opening it and then stepping outside. He only got as far as that, then a silent, broken Hawkeye was by his side. She put a hand on his arm and started to guide him out of the hall and back into her apartment, but Roy's feet stopped and refused to move.

"Lieutenant, what are you doing?"

"You may not like it, but you're stuck with me, sir."

Roy pulled himself out of her grasp. "Don't act as if you care now. What if someone sees us go into the same apartment?"

"You have taken it all back, but I haven't. I care and I will always care, no matter how many times you try to push me away." She said, just loud enough for him to hear as she grabbed his arm again. "I built my life around yours. Without you, I am nothing. Even if you don't wish to see it that way." Hawkeye was going to drag him back inside, but before she had a chance to, Roy pulled away from her violently.

"How dare you say its me? This is you! I only took back what I said, because you went back on your word. I care a lot Lieutenant. That's why I'm so hurt, I want to get away from the cause of it." He stormed away from her, careful not to walk into a wall.

She followed him, putting a hand on his arm again. She tried to redirect him back to her apartment.

"Will you stop it already?! Leave me alone! That's an order!"

She hated to hear him yell at her. It hurt the most. But she took it. In his eyes, she deserved it, so she took it. "No, sir. I won't obey that." Hawkeye said quietly. The words sounded weak to her ears, but she meant them.

"Fine! But don't you think for a second that we're okay."

She guided him back inside and then let him go as she closed the door.

Roy went straight to the couch and sat down. "Get me a drink Lieutenant."

"Yes, sir." She got him a drink from the kitchen and went up to him. Hawkeye took one of his hands, trying not to think about when she had held that same hand as she and Roy gave in to their feelings for each other. She gently put the glass in it, releasing the glass and his hand only when he had a good hold on it, then she backed away.

Roy sipped a little from it, then held the glass back out. "I wanted alcohol."

"Very well, sir." She said, taking the glass back. She got him a new one and repeated the process of giving it to him.

Roy downed it and held it back out. "Get me a refill, then that'll be all."

"Yes, sir." Hawkeye obeyed him and soon gave him a newly filled glass.

Roy laid back, holding onto the glass tightly. I can't believe Riza made me out as the bad guy. This is her. She's the one who said one thing, then changes it the next. I asked her to marry me so our relationship wouldn't fade back into a friendship or a superior/subordinate one. Obviously she didn't understand that.

Hawkeye stood in the room not far from him in case he tried to leave again. Her head was bowed down.

...

Hawkeye took the long strands of hair she had cut off and put them in the trash. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair was short again like it had been when she was younger. Her face was hard like that of a soldier, but her eyes were sad. She reached up and carefully removed the bandages on her neck and put fresh ones on. That done, Hawkeye dressed, then left the bathroom to go make breakfast for Roy.

"This is why I didn't want to get with you." Roy said when she came out. He was sitting at the table.

Hawkeye felt her heart sink further if that were possible, she felt even worse.

"I knew this would happen, I was afraid of it. It'll just have to wait till I'm Fuhrer." He finished.

Her heart gave a little leap, surprised by his last statement. She went up to Roy and looked at his face, but his sightless eyes gave nothing away. "Do you mean that?"

"It was too soon for us to get together, so it didn't work. It'll just have to wait longer like I was afraid of."

Relief lit up her eyes. "What I was afraid of was even worse, sir. I thought you didn't want to be with me at all anymore."

"No. I still love you. I always will. You shouldn't worry about that."

She wanted to hug him she was so relieved and happy, but she decided it'd be best not to. "I love you too, sir."

"I know." Roy smiled faintly.

...

One more chapter and I'm done with this little story of mine. Are you excited?