Temptation Affairs: Chapter 6

Rated: R

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the title and the plot line to the story. The characters belong to H.A.

Warning: Sexual situations, A lemon here and there, Violence, Language, Heated Moments. Story is Alternate Universe. I do not own any songs, movies, books, or magazines that are referenced to.

"He's gone for a whole month?" Maria said, sipping her tea in the café. Riza sighed, acting heartbroken. "Most unfortunately, yes." She replied, watching her friends who sat across the café from them.

"Are you sure you don't want to come stay with me, since you'll be all alone?" Maria inquired again. Riza smiled sadly, "I'll be fine, don't worry about me." She said. Maria sighed, and smiled despite herself.

"Riza…I've been meaning to talk to you about something." Maria said after a brief moment of silence. "What is it?" Riza asked, raising an eyebrow. "Well…it's just that…I'm worried about you. It seems that every time we go, we run into that Mustang character. And you flirt with him." Maria said, looking scared.

Riza looked at her sharply. "Are you insinuating that I'm cheating on my husband, Maria Ross?" she asked, her voice suddenly cold and foreboding. Maria gulped, "No…I…Riza…Oh Honestly! I was just stating that I'm worried. You shouldn't be doing things like that in public." She said, gaining some of her backbone back.

"I will have you know, that I am not pursuing any sort of relationship with Mr. Mustang. He just happens to be a very good friend, and it's a coincidence that we keep running into him. You are merely superstitious." Riza said firmly.

"Riza, if you continue to fraternize with him, Frank will not be happy." Maria insisted. Riza was starting to get annoyed. "Maria, you are absolutely appalling. Your behavior is beginning to get on my nerves. I'm leaving, call me when you've stopped being so medieval." Riza said, grabbing her purse, and walking towards the door. "Great, she left me with the bill." Maria muttered. But it didn't escape Maria's notice that the one and only Mr. Mustang went off after Riza as soon as Riza had left.

"Why did we come to a karaoke bar again?" Havoc asked, tipping back his chair, a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. "Because, this is the bar we normally come to, to listen to people sing badly." Maes said cheerfully, sipping his beer. Riza raised an eyebrow at this, unaware that she was being watched by the stranger in the far corner. In fact, nobody seemed to notice this man.

"Anyways. Roy…and you to, Riza. We're worried about you. If your friend, Maria was it? Well she's suspecting something, who's to say she's not going to go running and tell Frank? Or that he may suspect more than you think he does, Riza?" Maes said, cleaning his glasses methodically. Riza bit her lower lip, sipping her drink.

"I agree with Maes, this affair is getting dangerous." Gracia put in. Roy rolled his eyes, and sat back in his chair. "We know. We're taking a risk, yes. But…you…you couldn't possibly understand…Its' complicated, you guys. Riza and I…we have something special. It's different from all the romances in the movies and on TV, and in real life too." Roy said, frowning a bit.

Riza laughed, giving him a small push. "Like he said, it's hard to explain. Both of us being helpless romantics, and you'll never hear us admit to being helpless romantics ever again…" she said, watching someone go up on stage. "You two should be careful though…Riza…have you even…have you considered divorce?" Maes asked, putting his glasses back on and looking up at her. She looked over at him, a certain fear in her eyes mixed with sadness.

"Of course I have…but…certain steps have to be taken before that, Maes. Those rumors we all the time…I don't think they're rumors. I cleaned out his brief case and luggage cases before he left the other day…there were some odd bits of paper and photographs. Please believe me, I would divorce the man in a minute if it weren't for me actually being afraid of what he'll do. I don't know when it happened…maybe he's always been this way…" she said, then continued.

"He's…he's not right somewhere in his head. He's very good to me, but when he says certain things, there seems to be a threat lying behind those words. He doesn't like being swindled, or cheated, or lied to. He hates being talked back to, and if you even do the littlest of things wrong, he'll come unglued. Why do you think he goes through so many employees? Everything has to be perfect, and if it's not, you have to be punished. And if you mess up in a big way…I have no doubt he'd consider having you killed." She finished. Everyone at the table was looking alarmed.

"What made you marry him?" Maes and Gracia asked together. "Like I said… I don't' think he's always been that way…" she said, looking down at her glass. Roy laid a hand on her, squeezing it. "We'll make it. Nobody's going to die." He said bluntly. She laughed, rolling her eyes. "I never said anyone was going to die." She replied.

"Anyways. Enough about all that. As long as you two are sure about it all…" Maes concluded. Roy looked over at his best friend. "Of course we're sure. Now, how about you go up to the bar and get us another round of drinks?" Roy said. Maes threw him a glare before getting up and going towards the bar. Riza smacked his shoulder, "You are so mean, Roy. You could have went with him." She said.

"But then I would have had to leave you here…" he said, giving her a puppy look. She rolled her eyes, tugging her hand away from his, and causing Gracia and Jean to laugh. "You're impossible." Riza muttered. Roy crossed his arms, threw her a look.

"Don't give me that look. It won't make me feel guilty at all. He's your best friend." She said as Maes came back, handing everyone refills on their drinks. "He didn't complain! All he did was glare at me for a minute before going and doing it!" Roy hissed at her. She narrowed her eyes at him, "Be that as it may, you have a way of bossing people around, and it still would have been nice of you to go with your friend to get everyone's drinks!" she hissed back.

"Honestly, guys, you don't have to fight over something so trivial." Maes laughed good naturedly, ignoring Gracia's frantic head shakings. "Stay out of it!" the couple snarled. His eyes widened and he gulped, taking a long draft of his beer.

Riza remained cold and silent for 30 more minutes while Roy got up twice with Maes to go get refills. "Are you ever going to talk to me again?" he inquired as it got near closing time. She ignored him once again, sniffing. "Come on Riza, you can't really torture the poor man much longer." Gracia laughed. Riza's nose twitched, and the faintest hint of smile crossed her lips.

"Well…I suppose I can't, seeing as I have to go home with him for a whole month." She replied shortly, turning to her lover. "Promise to not be so bossy?" she asked. He made a noise in the back of his throat, but she ignored it as he nodded readily. Maes laughed, "Everyone about ready to go?" he asked as Havoc stood up, and so did the others.

"I'm absolutely exhausted." Riza said as they entered Roy's humble abode. "Hmm, is that so?" Roy asked, setting his keys on his coffee table. "Yes, that's exactly so." Riza laughed, walking into the kitchen. "Well then, go to bed." Roy stated, opening the fridge and popping a grape in his mouth. She swatted his arm and bumped her hip against his, popping her own grape into her mouth.

"Now you're the one being mean, Temptation." He said, lucking another grape from the vine, and feeding it to her. She smirked, doing the same to him. "Oh but you like me mean." She said, closing the fridge, backing him up against it. "Now you're just being pushy." He said, smirking. She brought her face close to his so that her lips were only and inch from his, brushing against them tauntingly as she spoke.

"You're a drug, I swear it." She said, her eyes alight with mischief. "Hmm…you seem to be addicted to me, then." He murmured, his hands splayed on her either of her hips, dragging her up against him. She gasped, closing her eyes, her hands gripping the waistband of his jeans. "Roy…" was all she managed to get out before his lips were on hers, softly opening her mouth.

'He's so fiery…so warm. I want this…I want this for the rest of my life…' she thought, running her hands up over his abs and to his back, hugging him to her as the kissed deeply. He grasped her hips, wanting her closer, wanting her body fused to his. She was all he ever wanted, all he would ever need. He pulled back slightly, and her eyes fluttered open.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly, leaning against him, her head touching his. "Nothing, love. I was just thinking of how wonderful it would be if we were already in the bedroom." He smirked, tugging lightly on the hem of her tank top. She smiled, kissing his lips softly. "Carry me, my legs feel like jelly." She whispered. He chuckled, swinging her into his arms, and walking towards the bedroom.

He tossed her on the bed, and she giggled as he pounced on her, causing them both to bounce a bit. "You're so silly." She said, running her fingers through his messy hair. "You just tried to steal one of corny love phrases." He chuckled, caressing her cheek. "I love you…" she whispered, the moonlight accentuating her features as it peeped through the cloud outside his window.

"And I love you, my sweet darling Riza." He said softly, his deep midnight blue eyes solid with absolute truth as he said it. He kissed her softly, dipping his head low to deepen it.

"Have you been following them?" Frank asked into the receiver. "Yes, sir. And let em just say, you were quite right, it's an affair." The voice issued from the other end of the line. Frank stared coldly ahead at the hotel penthouse wall, his blue eyes cold and hard. "Yes, I thought as much. I hope that you're using all the right materials?" he asked.

"Yes sir, of course. I've got pictures and two voice recordings already. I'll be using to the camcorder tomorrow." Williamson said. "Good, very good. You'll receive your first payment in due time, send me what you have tonight. Good night, Williamson." Frank said coolly before hanging up. He looked over at a man standing in the corner.

"Looks like we have a job coming up soon, Kimbly. Only this time, I'll be joining you. This one's…rather personal." He said, shifting through paperwork. "Sounds like fun." The man said, smirking as his eyes glowed. "My wife seems to be cheating on me." Frank continued, putting his reading glasses on.

"Hmm, wasn't so trustworthy after all, was she?" Kimbly said, looking at his nails and frowning. "I have no earthly idea what's gotten into her. I've given her everything she's ever wanted, and she repays me by running off everyday with some common filth." Frank said, shaking his head. "What do you have planned for the two?" Kimbly asked, looking over at his boss.

"Oh, don't worry. I have my ideas of what to do." Frank said, glancing over at Kimbly with a smirk on his face.

Riza groaned as the sunlight hit her face in the early morning. "Good morning sunshine." A masculine voice said from beside her. He was propped up on his elbow, watching her. "Hmm, more like good morning, the sun is too bright." She muttered, rolling over so she was facing him.

He chuckled, pushing her hair away from her face. "I was thinking that we could go out for breakfast." He suggested, sitting up and running a hand through his tousled hair. "Hmm, that sounds wonderful." Riza said, sitting up with a groan and rubbing her eyes. He wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her into his lap.

"I don't know why I'm so tired…I got more than enough sleep." She murmured, yawning and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Maybe you just need a nice hot shower." He suggested, caressing her sides. "Mmmm, that sounds nice too. Will you go get it ready for me?" she asked, opening her eyes.

She watched him walk into the adjoining bathroom, and heard as he turned the shower on. She slid her legs off the edge of the bed and stood up, stretching. "Hmm, I could get used to seeing this every morning." She heard him say, and she laughed. "I love you." She said, wrapping her arms around him. He ran a hand over her back. "I love you too, now go get in the shower before the water gets cold." He said, pushing her towards the bathroom gently.

"Don't push me." She said, tugging on his arm. "You know if I get in that shower with you, that it will be at least an hour until we get back out." He warned her. She tugged harder until they were both fully in the shower. "And I don't care." She said. "Have it your way then." He growled, pinning her against the wall.

"You two sure took a long time getting here." Havoc complained two hours later as they all met up in the park. "Roy took me out for breakfast." Riza explained, wrapping her sweater tighter around her waist as the wind blew. "Well wasn't that sentimental of him?" Maes cooed, making kissy noises. "Shut up, Maes." Roy said, cuffing him on the back of the head.

"Anyways, now that you're both here." Gracia pressed on, getting off the park bench and stretching. "Are we going to find out what's on today's schedule?" Havoc asked apprehensively. Gracia gave him a look, and he put his hands up, "Sorry, sorry."

"I was thinking maybe Riza and I could take a trip to the spa, have a day of relaxation, while you boys went out and do what boys do." Gracia suggested, crossing her arms. "I'm in." Riza said, kissing Roy on the cheek and following Gracia to her car. "What just happened?" Roy asked, as they all looked dumbfounded.

"The girls went to the spa, and we get to laze around, drink beer, tinker with your motorcycle, then watch the football game on TV." Maes said, walking towards Roy's house. Roy shrugged, ad followed after his best friend while Havoc ran to catch up, and tried to light a cigarette at the same time.

A/N:( I don't like this chapter much…no idea as to why. It's good, don't get me wrong…it just took forever to write, and it frustrated me. Review for me and tell me what you think.