Because It's You

"Woah…I didn't know the janitor's closet was this dark with the lights off…"

"Shut up, Fuery!"

"Ohh….looks like you got on the Boss's bad sad, Fuery. Then again, he's probably a lot more comfortable in the company of a lovely lady than he is with his subordinates."

"Havoc."

"Haha! Looks like you'd better run, Havoc! Mustang might steal your next girlfriend before you get to ask her out! …oh wait, he already did! Haha!!"

"Breda, you are on my foot. Please get off."

"Fine, fine, Falman; honestly, man, you need to lighten up!"

"No."

"YEEOUCH!!! Lieutenant Havoc, sir, please watch where you put your cigarettes!"

"Fuery, my cigarette isn't even lit. Speaking of which, Boss, do you mind? I need a light!"

"Fool! Don't light a cigarette in a cleaning closet!! You'll suffocate us all!"

"Calm down, calm down. Deep breaths, Vato. In, out. In, out. That's it."

"If you all don't shut up this instant, I will personally discharge you all!!"

"Would you, please, Boss? Get me out of this miserable shack…"

"It would be nice to have vacation for once…"

"Yeah, yeah. Besides, Boss, we all know: you won't be the one to fire us. The only one we have to watch out for is Hawkeye. She'll be the one to fire us—"

-SNAP-

"Lieutenant Colonel Mustang, sir, p-please put your gloves away!!"

"Hey, hey!! What are you doing, Boss?! I didn't mean anything!"

"Please forgive our insubordinance!"

"That's not even a word!"

"Don't. Speak. Another. Word."

"SIR!"

-tick, tock; tick, tock; tick, tock-

A door opened.

"What on earth? …Where is everyone? They were all here when I left...Hayate, sniff around….maybe they left early…"

"SURPRISE!!!"

Wow…now that was worth it. The expression on her face was definitely worth enduring ten minutes in a broom closet with his subordinates while they tried to maim one another. Her eyes were wide, her gun half-drawn; Hayate had left behind her.

"What…" she cleared her throat and regained her composure. "What is the meaning of this?"

"Happy birthday, to you! Happy birthday, to you! Happy birthday, dear Hawkeye!! Happy birthday, to yyyoooouuuuu!!!!"

Ugh…now that part wasn't worth it. Breda crooned. Havoc puffed. Falman conducted. Hayate howled. Fuery sang (off tune) with all his might. Roy kind of pretended to hum along.

Pictures were snapped, the cake was revealed, booze was brought out, and partially tipsy people wished Riza 'happy birthday'. She waited until the party calmed a little before standing next to Roy.

"So…why did you do all this, sir?" she gestured around the room with her free hand. "I didn't even think you remembered it was my birthday today."

Roy took a swallow of his liquor, contemplating his response. Finally he replied, "Because you said, 'next time, invite me too.'"

She smiled as she walked away.

"…And because it's you," he finished, no one but his drink to hear his admission.

A/N: aww...I couldn't help myself; this story just had WAY too much potential to be Royai.

Yeah...this is kind of a continuation of one of my chapters...kind of...

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