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On to the story...chapter thingy---> --->

Chapter 10

Roy and Riza stepped into the spa, Riza laughing at a comment he had made about the man at the bookstore. A receptionist (different from the one earlier… probably around her late 40s to early 50s) behind the counter called out to them as they passed her. "Mr. and Mrs. Mustang?" she asked.

"What?" They both turned to look at her.

"Mr.…" Roy said.

"… and Mrs. Mustang?" Riza looked at Roy and they both blushed, but then laughed out loud.

"Oh, he and I are… we're just…" Riza said, desperately trying to get the words out.

"We're not married," Roy finished for her.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You two just look like a young newlywed couple, blissfully in love." The receptionist sighed. "So, I guess you're just dating, huh? Well, if you ever decide to get married invite me, okay? It's been so long since I've had some fun and loving like that."

Roy and Riza looked at each other then looked away, blushing. (A/N: I know…they blush a lot. But whatever… this is fanfiction so I can do whatever I want.) "We're not dating either."

The woman raised her eyebrows. "Really?"

"Yes. We're just friends." Riza assured her.

"Oh, really? Are you sure? I mean, the way you look at each other looks a lot like love to me. Trust me, I've got grown kids just a few years younger than you two. I know when two people, even if they're 'just friends,' are in love. Don't you go denying it, or you might regret it later."

"But we're not—," Roy started to protest, but Riza interrupted him and said, "Thank you, ma'am. We'll take your words into consideration. So, what did you call us for?"

"Oh, yes, that's right. You have ten minutes before your activity. I suggest you get ready for it."

"Alright. Thank you." They walked away from the counter. Once they were out of earshot, Roy said to Riza, "She was…interesting…heh… Married… honestly, people these days jump to the weirdest conclusions." He paused, waiting for some response out of Riza. When he heard none, he continued, "It might get them into trouble someday, assuming things that probably aren't true. It's like that one saying, when you make an assumption, you make an ass out of yourself." Again he waited for reaction from her, and again there was none. Roy took a sideways glance at Riza. On her face was an expression of a deep faraway concentration. He knew that whenever she looked like that, something was troubling her or she was thinking about something very seriously.

Riza, however, was thinking about what the receptionist had said. "…blissfully in love…the way you look at each other…a lot like love…" The words kept playing over and over in her head, but there was one thing she had said that stood out. "Don't you go denying it, or you might regret it later." Do I really love Roy? Does it really look like it? But I don't even like him. I mean, I like him as a friend, and that's all we'll ever be. And anyways, if we ever get together, everyone at work, especially the guys, would go crazy.

"Hey." A voice interrupted her thoughts and she saw Roy looking at her with concern all over his face. "Are you okay? You look like something's bothering you."

"Yeah. I'm okay." Riza smiled, hoping it would convince him.

"Really?" Roy was unconvinced. "You know you can tell me what's wrong."

"Yeah. I'm fine. I was just thinking about…" She couldn't say that she was thinking about him, but she couldn't lie either; so she told him something that wasn't completely a lie. "…the guys at work. I hope they finish their paperwork, because I'd hate for them to stay up and finish it."

Roy looked at her and laughed. "That's what you've been thinking about? With the look on your face I would've thought someone had died or something. And all you were thinking about is the guys." He wrapped his arm around her waist. "You're always thinking of others, Riza. You're such a good friend." They had finally reached their room and as Roy let go of her to unlock the door, she thought, Yup, just friends. Although she felt satisfied about this statement, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Yeah, I know it was short, but whatever... at least i updated, right?

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