AN: Sorry you guys that it's short but...homework can be such a bitch sometimes


He picked up the phone and was very tempted to call her but didn't. He slammed it back down and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it." He cussed under his breath as he stomped around his apartment.

Why was he being so immature about this –why! Roy was acting irrational and wished to overcome these feelings by suppression but the very thought of her being in the arms being kissed by the very lips of another man made him boil.

He loved her –didn't she know that?

Suddenly he frowned…

"No," He sighed, pushing his knuckles into the crease of his trouser pockets, "She couldn't have."

Dating wasn't just a game to him and it mattered, somewhat but he had always had something, well at least he thought so, shared with Riza like he had with no other woman. It was an unstated relationship where he'd risk his life just as easily she'd risk hers for him –it was implied compassion of immeasurable affection. Besides, wasn't as if he was tied down to a certain other woman but… Riza must've stepped aside when seeing him off.

Now he cringed at the very thought her waiting for someone like himself. Truth be known, he didn't want to make her feel obligated to love him back but then again, she said it to him before. How stupid was he, he scolded himself mentally.

"I should've just…" He finished his sentence in his head, told her.

He collapsed on his recliner and stared ominously at the clock with tired, frustrated eyes and then peered at his window. Why wasn't he able, successfully of course, to express himself for her? He's never been a man with words but a man of actions – and he'd even shown her how much she cared…. This brought his attention to the window, displaying rain crashing down.

He was remembering it again and he caught himself smiling faintly. Believe it or not, Roy had been a virgin until he and Riza inexplicitly did those kinds of things together… He's never even kissed a woman on the mouth until he met her! Yea, sure, he'd been on dates but it's never been anything more than the lock in arms and gentle kiss on the cheek –and occasionally, if the woman were lucky enough, he'd peck them- but nothing more!

"Why the hell do they make me out to be some player!" He gritted his teeth when thinking of Havoc and his stupid games in competing who could get the most women. It was stupid but nevertheless, it was fun, in some ways –he supposed.

Roy sighed. How sad he was, missing out on something he could've easily prevented and now, he'll never get the chance to tell her. He wouldn't ruin anything between her and her newly wed because…because he just wasn't that type of man; he did count himself as a gentleman after all and if it meant sacrificing his happiness, for hers, then so be it.

"But why the hell is everything so damn inconsistent!" He blurted again tossing his boots off his feet and propping them on top of his coffee table. Now he rested his chin inside his palm.

He glanced down and caught eye of a piece of paper…

"I wish I didn't have to write about you and him…"

He looked too his left and noticed the clock, reading 6:56…


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