A/N: I don't know how these weekend spa places work, so I'm just basing the things they do from the things I see on TV, most of it from, the episode in Gilmore Girls. Another thing, Roy changed to his civilian clothes, by now, so he's not in his uniform anymore.

I was thinking of writing another fic, even though I'm in the middle of this one. I don't want to stop this fic, and disappoint my loyal fans, but my fingers are just itching to write another story. So, you guys should keep a look out for a new fic once this is done.

Chapter 6

Roy stepped out of his car and went inside the spa. He found Riza waiting there for him. "Am I late?" He smirked that heart stopping, lady swooning smile of his, hoping to get some sort of reaction from her. There was none. Her face was unreadable and blank as always.

"No. I myself just got here a few minutes ago, sir," Riza answered.

"You know, we're off duty. You can stop calling me sir. Just drop the formalities and relax. I mean, that's what we're here for, right? Gosh, Riza, loosen up a little." Roy was getting a little annoyed at her uptightness.

Riza was a little ticked off with his last comment. "Well, sorry, Roy. I guess it just feels a little weird spending time with my commanding officer in a spa. Goodness knows we already see enough of each other everyday. It's not like we need to spend more time together. Anyways, I wasn't even planning to spend my break off with you."

"Well if it wasn't for me you wouldn't even be here. So, you should be more grateful to me that I even offered you this opportunity."

"Oh, so you're saying this is my fault? Well, excuse me, but if you hadn't taken the day off, we wouldn't even be in this mess."

"Well, if you hadn't taken the day off, then I wouldn't have taken a day off and we wouldn't end up here."

"If you remember clearly, you were the one who ordered me to take a break. In fact, your exact words were, and I quote," Riza took a breath and lowered her voice so she could mimic his voice. "I insist you take this break. In fact, I order you to take two days off."

"Why you little—"

"Um, excuse me." A young girl, around the age of 18 or 19, interrupted their little spat. Roy and Riza looked at her. She was quite pretty with long brown hair, green eyes, and a smooth complexion. Roy took advantage of this moment, to get back at Riza.

"Well, hello." Roy flashed his trademark smile. The girl blushed, and Riza was pink with fury—and maybe jealousy?—with her hands at her side, balled into fists.

The girl spoke, still blushing, "I have your schedules for this weekend and the keys to your room."

"Oh, you work here? I thought you were a client here, seeing as you're radiating with such beauty, that it probably was the outcome of the spa masters' hands."(A/N: I didn't know what else to call them.)

Riza's face was red with rage. Roy stole a glance at her and saw that it was working. She looks like a human volcano. But what he didn't see was her hand inching down to the hem of her dress, ready to hike it up, get the gun from her thigh holster and shoot at Roy. Since he didn't see it, he kept on going, waiting for the explosion.

"You know, you could work in advertising. People would flock here just to—" He stopped abruptly feeling the all-too-familiar cold metal on the back of his head and the well-known click of Riza's gun.

"Can I have our schedules please?" Riza asked. The girl just looked at her nervously. "I'm not gonna shoot you. He's the only one I'll shoot at." Roy whimpered. The girl looked at her like she was crazy. Riza noticed her fear and confusion. "Don't worry I'm not going to kill him," she whispered. "It's the only way to get him to do what I want." Riza smiled at the girl, who smiled back. She handed him the schedule and two keys. Riza looked at the keys. "Wait. These keys are the same. Two keys for one room."

"Yes," the girl answered, confused as to why Riza was making a big deal about it. "Is something wrong?"

"You expect us to stay in one room? Together?" Roy asked looking horrified.

"Well, yes. We figured since you a couples coupon, you'd have a couples suite and a couples schedule," the girl answered still confused.

"Couples suite? Couples schedule? So we're spending the whole day together? I knew that we were spending some time together, like dinner or something, but the whole day?" Riza interrogated the poor girl who was still as lost and confused as before.

"Aren't you a couple?" she asked.

Riza and Roy looked at each other. "No!" they both answered.

"Oh."

"Don't you have any extra rooms?" Roy asked.

"Sorry, sir. We're booked. We've got reservations coming from all over."

"Well, can you at least change the schedules?" Riza practically pleaded.

"Sorry, ma'am. But once you get your schedule you can't change it. If you called before you came, you could make reservations on your schedule."

Riza and Roy looked at each other and groaned. "I guess we'll just have to deal with it," Riza sighed.

As they followed the girl to their room, the same thought flashed into their mind: This is going to be a long weekend.

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