Sorry, I completely forgot about this story cause I was working on my other four…maybe I should slow down…oh well, here's the next chapter.

Oh, and remember- This is Riza's thoughts. this is the little voice in Riza's head

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Riza walked down the street on her way to the park. The furher had given them all the week off, and they were supposed to help Roy regain his memory. As she walked by the coffee shop, she saw Piro wiping down tables. He glanced up and waved to her, and she was tempted to go in, but decided not to. Her book was really good and she wanted to get to the park and read. So she waved back to him and continued on her way.

Soon enough, Riza found herself sitting on her favorite bench under a large shady oak tree. She read for a while, until she was distracted by the obvious and familiar voices of her co-workers. She sighed and reluctantly put her book down as Havoc took a seat next to her, his trademark cigarette dangling from is mouth.

"Yes?" she said, waiting for him to start complaining about how he cant get a date.

"Why cant I ever get a date!" he whined. Riza mentally congratulated herself for her accuracy. "Roy doesn't even know the difference between alchemy and pudding and he ALREADY got a hot date. Am I really that ugly?"

No he's just really sexy

Would you stop that?

No, because you know its true

Everyone knows its true

Than why don't you do something about it?

Like what?

Come on, be creative. He doesn't remember anything, so he'll believe anything you tell him. Tell him you two had a date scheduled and take it from there.

No way.

Come ooooonnnnnnnnnn!

No, now go away.

Riza shooed the voice out of her head and returned to the depressed lump that was seated next to her pouting.

"I don't know, I guess you could either keep trying or turn gay" she said, not really putting much effort into thinking of his solution. Instead she was more focused on the slutty brunette that was draped on Roy like a wet towel. She could feel the hair on the back of her neck stand up when the brunette kissed Roy on the cheek. Then the ditz just danced off, leaving Roy to be swallowed by his curious co-workers. Riza stood up abruptly and stalked off to the first place that came to her mind. The café.

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Why does it bother me so much to see him with some girl? I've seen him with so many girls I cant even count, why does it annoy me now?

Because you know that he is vulnerable now, since he doesn't remember who he is, he might try to start a new life with some other girl."

"well, hello again Riza, how are you?" Riza looked up to see Piro sitting across from her with a cheesy grin plastered on his face.

"Hello" she said, not quite in the mood for a conversation.

"Is something wrong?"

"not really, just…friend problems"

"what kind of friend problems?" he pressed.

Riza was about to reply when she saw a familiar person walking by the window. Roy. She opened her book and held it up so he couldn't see her, but Piro noticed.

"Friend problems, or guy problems" He said when she lowered the book.

"Guy friend problems, I guess."

"would a trip to the movies make you feel better?" he said, revealing two tickets.

Riza was about to decline, when she realized, what did she have to lose? It's not like Roy would care.

"I would love to go to the movies"

"great! I'll pick you up at seven." He said, smiling and sliding off the chair and getting back to work.

Riza picked up her things and left the café. A glance at her watch told her it was only three o'clock, and she was supposed to visit Roy again today. She had to visit him every day and try to trigger his memory with stories of things that had happened, and whatever pictures she could find. Yesterday, the first visit, had been quite awkward. She would show him picture after picture, and desperately try to get him to remember anything, with no success. She was supposed to stay for two hours, but she only stayed for an hour, because he had a date with the slutty brunette.

Thankfully, today he didn't have a date. She found her way to his house and knocked, and he promptly let her in.

"Why hello, Riza." he said shutting the door behind her.

"Sir, you really should put some clothes on."

"I'm wearing clothes"

"Sir, your wearing boxers, that doesn't really count."

"Ramen?" He asked, holding up a cup of instant ramen.

"your changing the subject." Riza grumbled. Although he had the nicest body she had ever seen, she would rather see him with clothes on. It was less awkward.

"do you want ramen?"

"no, sir, I don't want ramen."

"okay." he took his own cup of ramen and headed towards his room, motioning for Riza to follow him. She followed him, and took a seat on his bed, the only place she could sit.

"Sir your room is trashed" She said, her eyes scanning over mountains of papers and clothing and knickknacks.

"I know, I would clean it, but I…I guess I'm just to lazy. Was I really that lazy before?"

"you have no idea." Riza said, almost laughing to herself. He would sit in his office for hours and his stack of paperwork wouldn't even go down an inch.

Roy sat next to her on the bed, eating his ramen. He paused for a minute to scan her over. "miniskirt…."

"I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"every time I see you I think of miniskirts…I don't know why"

Riza could have done a back flip, she was so happy, it wasn't much, but at least he remembered how he would beg her to wear a miniskirt to work.

"That's wonderful! It's not much but it's a start!"

"Finish that story you were telling me yesterday, the one about fighting that kid."

"oh yes, Ed. Well, like I was saying, his brother found a cat and you made a deal that you would take care of the cat if you lost. So you two were fighting and… Roy look at my face when I'm talking, not my chest.

"sorry"

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About two and a half hours had gone by, Riza telling Roy stories, Roy remembering bits and pieces of things. Riza looked at his alarm clock and it said 5:43, and she still had to get home, shower and clean up her house a bit!

"Sorry Roy, I have to go."

"Yeah I should probably start getting ready soon to, Clara lives pretty far away and I'm supposed to pick her up around seven."

So that's what the slut's name is. Clara. eww.

Riza picked her way out of his war zone of a room and to the door, where they said their goodbyes. She left his house and walked home to get ready for her date.

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Luv, The unknown author of doom