Pairing: Royai

Rated: T for this chapter, M for the fic

Notes: I'm sorry this chapter is not the most interesting, but it's more of a filler than anything else. Next chapters are going to be better I promise.

Riza was woken up by the sound of bed sheets ruffling beside her. She was still exhausted, physically as much as emotionally, so she didn't care to move or look at her partner. Roy on his part sit on the edge of the bed and looked at Riza. Now that he was completely sober, he felt guilty of the way he acted the night before. He acted cold towards Riza, knowing full well that she was only trying to cheer him up and then completely used her to find some kind of comfort in her arms.

Sighing, Roy stood up and made his way to the kitchen. He didn't bother to properly dress up and had only put on a pair of pajamas' pants. He started making some coffee for two, when he felt two gentle arms wrapping around his chest and a soft chest pressing against his back. He stopped what he was doing and enjoyed the feeling of Riza's skin against his, one hand on hers, before turning around to face her. She was smiling softly, but she frowned when she saw the look on his face.

"Are you alright?" she ventured to ask.

Roy nodded and caressed her arm gently, trying to stop her from worrying about him.

"I'm sorry…about yesterday. It was wrong" he apologized.

Riza frowned a bit more, confused at was he was saying.

"We were both drunk and I shouldn't have used you like that" he added.

"I let you so I'm as much responsible as you are" she refuted.

Roy didn't know how to react to her stubbornness. He was trying to make her understand that they couldn't keep a relationship going like this. Getting intimate through alcohol and pain was just plain wrong, and he didn't want to hurt her or pull her into an unhealthy relationship. However, the look on her face told him that she didn't care. They were getting dangerously close and they relationship wasn't just business anymore. And Roy needed to stop it before one of them got hurt.

"We can't keep going like this Riza, and you know it" Roy said quietly.

"Why? We work together and get along pretty well. We had sex once, why would it change anything? I'm probably not the first woman to get into your bed, so why would this once change anything?" she asked.

"Because I'm falling for you. Hard" he confessed.

Riza's face dropped in shock. She wasn't expecting this kind of confession. Her heart was beating faster and she felt the heath rising to her cheeks. She admitted that there was undeniable chemistry between them, but she never thought that he would fall in love with her. Once the first shock had passed, she smiled at him and rested her hand on his cheek.

"What if I am too?" she replied, her voice as quiet as his was earlier.

Roy's fears were confirmed. The last thing he wanted was for her to fall for him. He knew he wasn't good enough for her. She was gorgeous, she was pure and she deserved to be treated like the queen she was. As much as he wanted her, he knew that he didn't deserve a woman like her.

Riza stopped his train of thought by closing the distance between them. She pressed her body against him, grabbing his hand, putting it on her waist, and locking her lips to his. He didn't even think before kissing her back. The kiss was pressing, but tender. Roy forgot everything through the kiss, from what he had just told her to the death that occurred because of them. However, it didn't last long before it came back to him and he broke the kiss and backed away from Riza. He could see in her eyes that she was hurt, so he did a pace towards her and took her hand. She squeezed his hand and placed her forehead to his.

"Is it because of Hughes?" she asked tentatively.

"Oh God Riza, no, of course not. I would never blame you for what happened to him"

"What is it then?" she pleaded.

Roy opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He couldn't tell her the truth he was trying so hard to supress. He took a deep breath to gather all the courage he could and began telling her his story. He told her that he used to work as a chief of police, and that it was the reason he had so much contacts in the police force. He was doing a great job and was respected, until a specific murder case a few years back. A serial killer around town was reputed for his gruesome murders and Roy was the man in charge of his case. Roy chased the killer for a few years, but was never able to catch him. In the end, they had a face off, which ended up with Roy killing his girlfriend by accident and the serial killer burning down a whole building, letting his hostages burning to death. Roy's target ended up killing himself, leaving Roy badly injured.

Riza stayed silent until he finished his story. She never thought he had a background like this. She was saddened by his sudden confession, but she wanted him to know that this would not change what she thought of him. She was indeed falling for him, and nothing could change that.

"Is that why you left the police force?" she asked softly.

He nodded.

"You still blame yourself, that's why you think you don't deserve me, is that it?" she added, almost in an accusing tone.

"I'm a murderer. I've killed a woman I loved with my own hands and let countless people die because of my incompetence. You deserve the best, and I can't give it to you" he replied angrily.

"But I don't want the best I want you!" she yelled.

"We can't, not in this kind of context, try to understand Riza…" he began.

He was cut off by Riza getting away from him. She gathered the rest of her clothes and fixed her hair quickly. Roy watched her helplessly as she was getting ready to leave his apartment.

"I'm still going to investigate for you, Riza. Please don't…" he tried to continue, but she slammed the door, not listening to him anymore.

Outside Roy's apartment, a few feet away from her, stood the police officer that was calling Roy boss the other day. What was his name already? Havoc! Yes, that was it. They both stared at each other in embarrassment, none of them expecting to see each other this early in the morning. However, Havoc smirk knowingly at her, making her blush.

"Morning" he greeted teasingly.

She only nodded, avoiding his gaze and walked quickly past him. Havoc watched as she left, then knocked on Roy's door but opening it right away. He saw Roy sitting still half-naked at his kitchen table, sipping his coffee and smirk a bit more.

"Someone a good night" Havoc teased.

Roy looked at him with a puzzled look.

"I just saw your sweetie leaving your apartment" Havoc cleared up.

"What do you want?" Roy replied annoyed.

"I just came by to see how you were holding on" Havoc answered in a more serious tone.

"I'm alright…" Roy replied weakly.

Havoc didn't look convinced. He waited for Roy to clarify his state of mind, but as Roy didn't say anything more, he tried to make him talk.

"You know it's not your fault that Hughes…" Havoc began.

"I know. That's not it. It's Riza…" Roy trailed off.

Roy sighed, a bit reluctant about telling Havoc what happened.

"Last night we kinda…got drunk. Really drunk. And we…you know…" Roy tried to explain.

"I get it. What's the problem in that? It's not like she's the first woman to end up in your bed" Havoc wondered.

"She said exactly the same thing" Roy sighed.

Havoc couldn't help but laugh. That girl really was something.

"The problem is not getting her in bed, it's that I…am falling in love with her" Roy confessed.

Havoc stayed silent. He understood what Roy just said implied, and knew it wasn't a good thing. He hadn't seen Roy in a serious relationship since he quit the police force. He had a few girlfriends, but the kind of girl you took out a few times and ended up in your bed. Not the kind of girls you introduced to your mother. However, it was the first time in years Roy talked about love.

"Let me guess, you led her away because you don't deserve her, or some shit like that?" Havoc accused.

"Well, I don't. I can't be with someone like her, she deserves the best and I'm just a mess and a fucking murderer" Roy replied, almost yelling.

Havoc stood up and pointed a finger towards Roy.

"You need to grow a set and realize that this has nothing to do with the past. Yes, it's horrible, but you need to stop letting it control your life. Maybe she would deserve someone better, but if she loves, you and you love her, act like a man and honor her" Havoc let out.

Roy didn't respond. He stood up and walked towards his bedroom, letting Havoc alone in the kitchen.

"Stop sulking and man up, you idiot" Havoc added, before leaving the apartment, slamming the door behind him just as Riza did earlier.

Roy slumped down on his bed and burrowed his face into his pillow. He knew Havoc was right, but he was scared. The last thing he wanted was to hurt Riza as he hurt his previous girlfriend. And for that, he was ready to give up on her and everything they could have.