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Chapter 3
The first thing Roy noticed when he woke up the next morning was a warm body pressing against his and then he noticed that he was still in yesterdays clothes and he was on top of the blankets.
Looking down he saw long messy, slightly wet, blonde hair, Roy's eyes widened as he saw Riza's sleeping face. His eyes closed for a second remembering what happened last night and when he opened them again his onyx eyes were soft.
He looked down at her and noticed her bare arms, taking a close look at them, in case he'd never see them again, he noticed there was nothing wrong with them, in fact they looked rather smooth and from looking at them he didn't see any scars or burns.
Her arms were the only part of her showing besides her head since he had wrapped her up nicely.
He noticed her hair had a slight wavy-ness to it and it framed her face perfectly.
Roy lifted one of his hands and wiped some of her hair away from her face and as soon as he did that he knew he shouldn't have. It was the first time he had been so close to her, the first time he had touched her and as he pushed her hair away from her face his finger tip danced across her white cheeks and the skin under his fingers felt like silk.
Looking down at her parted small light red lips he gulped and his breath quickened as he bent down, so close to her lips that even half an inch and he would feel her lips on his, but he pulled back.
'What am I doing? She's been through a rough time and she doesn't need you taking advantage of her.' Roy scolded himself and turned over to look at his alarm clock.
His mouth dropping slightly at the big red numbers, '5:11am? But it feels much later then that.' Grumbling he got up off his bed, got a change of clothes from his draws and went to have a shower and get changed in another guest room.
Moving out into the hallway he saw Mimi his cook, she was a beautiful woman with just-above-the-shoulder black hair that was two toned, she had hazel eyes and a warm kind face. When she first started working for him he had tried many times to show his interest in her but she never showed anything for him and it wasn't until after the first year she had been working for him did he find out she was a lesbian and she was dating his maid.
After finding that out Roy had laughed at himself and told her everything he had done was to impress her, and now the two would joke about and sometimes flirt for the fun of it, she was his very first true female friend at the age of 19.
"Good morning Mimi." He said with a nod, "What are you doing up this end?" he asked.
She blushed, "I was talking to Anna." She looked at him, "How is Miss Hawkeye?" Roy raised an eyebrow, he knew for a fact that Mimi and Riza had never met since Riza hardly moved about the house and Mimi stayed in the kitchen.
"How did you know?" he asked, guessing she was talking about last night and the fact she was in his bed, somehow Mimi always knew.
Looking at the ground she spoke to him in a calm and gentle voice, "I heard from Sherry that you took another girl home last night, one with blonde hair that looked very young and I guessed that it would have been Miss Hawkeye."
"You know Sherry?" he felt stupid as soon as the words left his mouth, after all it was her girlfriend who introduced them.
He heard her laugh, he always liked it when she laughed since she had a laugh that was infectious and Roy spent over a year trying not to laugh whenever she did, however he couldn't stop a smile from always gracing his face.
He felt like a child as he looked at the floor but when he felt a warm hand on his cheek he looked up at her and saw something in her eyes he couldn't place.
"Roy, I have not met Miss Hawkeye but I can tell from the way you always seem distracted and when she was away for the summer, I noticed you seemed to be doing a lot of paper work." She whispered, "I see the way you look at her and the way she looks at you, and I noticed that it's the same way Anna and I look at each other."
He was shocked to his very core as she said the last part, "You think I love Riza? But she's only a child."
"Not a child, Roy, a young adult." She told him and she started off to the kitchen, poking her head around the corner of the wall which she had just disappeared behind she said in a teasing voice. "Oh, and Roy, I don't remember you ever calling her Riza."
And she ducked away into the kitchen leaving shocked Roy feeling very confused and a little mad.
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The hot water poured from the shower head and hit his skin in little drops, the bathroom was full of fog and his skin had turned a rosy red.
As he washed he couldn't help but thinking of how close he was to her just 30 minutes ago and how he could have tasted her, but would she have let him? Yes, he knew that she would but not for the right reasons, only because she was his 'student' and she must do what he says, not because she would have wanted him too.
But he couldn't help but wish she would've accepted him as something else.
'With almost any other woman I would have done something, anything but why not with her, why not with riz-Hawkeye? Why is she so…different, what is this feeling I have for her?' He wondered as he turned the taps off and grabbed his dark blue towel, sighing he knew that above all things he felt the need to protect her…and to kill Jon Archer.
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When Riza woke up the first thing that came to her notice was she wasn't in her own room. She knew this without even having to open her eyes, knowing her room didn't smell like sweat, grass and what she could only assume was sex, meant that she was in someone else's room, but whose. Suddenly as she breathed in the smells from the pillow, her head was resting on; she noticed a very familiar smell, something like fire and she felt a shiver run through her body.
Mustang, Riza's eyes opened in shock, she was in Mustang's bed. Sitting up at a breakneck speed she felt the blanket she had been wrapped up in fall away from her. Her mouth dropped slightly as she noticed she was naked and started to panic; taking deep breaths she calmed herself down.
'Relax Riza, calm down, just because you're in Mustang's bed doesn't mean he did anything to you while you were sleeping. Besides he likes women not little girls.' She thought the last part bitterly though she didn't know why, she didn't want him to make any moves on her and he was not her type that much she knew.
Getting up and wrapping the blanket tightly around her naked body, she opened his bedroom door and poked her head out to make sure no one was around before she set off towards her own room.
Getting out a pair of clothes fit for the military training, a pair of ¾ pants and a tank top, she got to her glove draw and hesitated for a moment before grabbing a wrist pair of gloves.
Taking a deep breath she told herself there was no need to worry, this would be the first time she had ever worn short gloves around other people, in fact this was the first time she would wear a tank top around people as well and it was making her a little nervous.
For some reason she felt like she needed a change, like having sex made her…different to others, almost like she was missing a part of herself that she didn't want to give and now she felt the need to change from the girl who dressed shyly. And a change is what she'll have.
Looking at her hair she bit her bottom lip gently, taking a deep breath she closed her eyes and grabbed the brush and then the ponytail and tying it up, not in a plat but a long and slightly wavy ponytail.
Opening her eyes a little she smiled, her hair looked better like that then in a plat, but maybe she should cut it a little?
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Roy was dressed and ready for work, today he and Riza wouldn't go on their run instead they would do it later that night, and standing waiting for Riza near the door with Havoc.
"It's not like her to be late, maybe something happened?" Jean asked with a burning smoke in his mouth.
Roy looked away from his friend, not wanting him to see the very light pink blush that rose to his face, however when he turned he was met with the sight of a casual looking Riza.
His throat slightly dry and his hands suddenly forced themselves into his pockets as his heart begun to pick up speed.
She was standing at the end of the hall walking towards them in a dark blue tank top that fit her perfectly and ¾ black pants, he looked at her arms and noticed the lack of gloves crawling up her arms, instead there were wrist gloves, and her hair was hanging up in a long ponytail.
What got him the most was her eyes, for the first time since she had come ho-back to his house, they held something close to happiness however her face still held no emotion he could tell she was becoming happy again and he hoped this time she'll stay happy.
"Glad you could join us Hawkeye, we were about to leave right Jean?" he asked his friend but no reply came, Roy turned towards him and suddenly became jealous.
There was his friend with his eyes opened wide with wonder as he looked at Roy's young charge. His cigarette barely in his mouth, which had dropped, Roy looked back at Riza who had seen Jean's response and he saw a light pink scattered across her white cheeks making them a rosy color. Having to stop himself from hitting Jean as he ogled her and snapping at Riza for blushing, Roy just settled for telling them they're going to be late and made them all get into the car before he did something he would regret.
'You only want to make sure Riza won't get hurt. You do NOT like her that way.' Roy tried to reason with himself; however he couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that there was something about her and the picture of her strawberry lips parted like they were waiting for him to kiss them. That was something he had to get out of his head right away.
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"Jon, your father has spoken to us and we believe you should be moved." A man stood in front of him, "I hear you are to be married and it would be good if you got to know her better before the wedding day. How would you like to go to Central?"
Jon smiled at the man, Jon was also training for the military and had less then 2 weeks until his training was complete, the man looked away disliking Jon's innocent smile.
"I would like that very much Sir. May I ask when I am to leave?" he asked politely.
"Tomorrow if you wish, Jon."
"I'll pack tonight Sir, and be ready by tomorrow morning." Jon got up and gave a nod before the man dismissed him.
Kyle Munch had known Jon for many years since he was training under him and he knew what the man was like with young girls. He had a daughter just turning 14 and he refuses to leave Jon alone in the same room with her and in order to protect her he sent her to boarding school; however that didn't stop Jon from meeting her just a week ago and Kyle could only hope he hadn't touched her.
He was rather scared of Jon; people disappear when they get on his bad side and Kyle could only hope that the girl he was marrying will find away out before she became broken.
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Jon was walking down the hallway away from his mentor and could stop the grin becoming lustful when he saw Kyle's daughter getting out of a taxi, and he noticed she looked similar to Riza with her blonde hair and pale skin.
'She'll have to do until tomorrow when I get the real thing.' And he set off outside to talk to the young girl.
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As Roy walked down the corridors of Central he noticed that most of the stares they were getting were coming from males as they looked at the girl walking in front of him and his jealousy only grew and he had to stop himself from burning every male, even his friends, for even looking at her.
He watched her from behind and couldn't help but notice how she walks tall and confident and demands respect from everyone, he admired her for that. However his eyes dropped a little lower and he swallowed watching how her butt moved from side to side and it felt like she was teasing him with something he couldn't have.
Inwardly shaking his head he lifted his eyes and stared straight ahead until they reached their office.
Riza went and sat at her new desk he had gotten her when she returned, and wait for Jean who had gone to get them coffee's, Roy watched as she pulled out a thick book and started reading. He watched her lips as they moved with every word she was reading and her eyes darting across the pages taking in every letter, meaning and hidden hints.
He was drawing doodles on the edge of his paperwork when he felt something fly swiftly past him and then he heard a crash. Looking around he saw Riza glaring at him and holding a tennis ball in her hand, his mouth dropped as he looked at the floor and saw the other tennis ball that almost hit him.
"Sir, this paperwork is due in an hour, you would have been done yesterday but you chose to slack off." she told him.
"Fine, fine I'll do it now." He held his hands up in mock surrender but was smiling on the inside, 'she hasn't changed too much, thank God.' Roy wouldn't say it out loud but he sure was glad she didn't have a gun.
However that was ripped away when Armstrong entered the room with his pink little stars around him.
"Ah, little angel I have talked to your trainers and they were amazed by my Armstrong muscles and told me it was time to teach you how to use a weapon." He was pushing his large arms up into her face and she calmly pushed them away, his didn't notice since his eyes were full of proud tears.
"I see Sir, and what weapon will I be working on?" she asked him calmly and Roy couldn't help but notice how she handled Armstrong.
'Don't let it be a gun, don't let it be a gun.' He pleaded to whatever God was listening at that very moment, however…
"A gun." The words boomed out of Armstrong's mouth and Roy suddenly felt faint. "If you are to be in the military you need a weapon angel, I would show the Armstrong ways but sadly you aren't…" Roy blocked everything out at that moment except the brightness in Riza's eyes, she seemed happy to learn how to use a weapon, he wonders why with a little fear.
"When do I start?" she asked with eagerness showing clear in her voice, Roy gave a little shiver from her voice, 'I wonder if she's always so eager to train?' he thought to himself.
"Today." Was the only reply that was given before Roy started to panic inwardly.
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Riza was proud of her aim; each shot was perfect, after only 3 hours of practice. But after taking a shower, because firing a gun leaves powder all over you, and going back to Mustang's office she sat down and continued to read her book.
'As children they were enemies, but as adults they were lovers. Can the two find love in each other after the world rejects them?' after only reading the summery she had been taken by it and bought it from the bookshop close to the house.
Riza sat at her desk and continued to read, after reading something rather funny she gave a un-lady like snort and proceeded to giggle.
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They were just fighting about something but suddenly it didn't matter because a strange and alien sound came from the corner where a desk was.
Everyone in the office stop and time seemed to stand still when they heard a snort followed by soft, almost musical, laughter, happy laughter, coming from a beautiful blonde. Jean's eyes widened and his unlit smoke fell from his mouth, Falman spat out his coffee, Armstrong's pink little stars intensified with happiness and shock. Hughes looked like he was going to cry, Fuery wasn't sure to be scared of the strange sound or happy that she was more human, Breda stood in shock and Roy, Roy fainted.
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Riza sat in the waiting room, after Roy had fainted they brought him to the hospital wing and she listened as the men made a bunch of excuses. She knew all the reasons were lies but she didn't tell the nurse that, she didn't want her to know that the people she sees everyday think she doesn't know how to laugh.
She sat there in the hard plastic chair and thought about it, do they think she's less than human, or that she's cold hearted? She didn't like it either way.
She got up to go to the vending machine, walking down the white halls she turned a corner and bumped into someone.
Letting out a gasp she looked up and just as she was about to apologize she was met with eyes she was semi familiar with.
Her mouth hung open for a few seconds before she closed it and continued looking at the man in front of her.
"Hey girly." He greeted her with a warm smile that lit up his brown eyes.
She bit her bottom lip has a light pink blush spread across her face lighting up her pale skin and made her cheeks have a rosy color to them. "Hi," she whispered suddenly feeling shy for the first time since she was a child.
"Where did you go last night? I came back and I saw you leaving with some guy." He didn't sound disappointed, but in fact, he sounded rather amused at her leaving him at the club.
Eyes, which were previously fixated on the white tiles, looked up at him and suddenly remembered he didn't know she was underage. "I'm sorry, you see the man who I left with was my mentor and he didn't know I was there and got upset with me." Her hands made their way around her back and her fingers started to fidget, something new to her.
She watched as one of his eyebrows lifted into the fringe of his dark blonde hair, "I see, so I guess you're underage then?" he chuckled when he saw her golden orbs widen and she looked rather fearful. "Don't worry," he whispered as he bent close to her face and Riza thought he was going to kiss her and pulled back a little. He whispered into her ear, "I won't tell, because, "There was a pause, "So am I."
Her eyes widened even more, if possible, at those words and he pulled away and smiled at her. "You are?" she asked in an uncertain voice.
He nodded, "You see that club is my Father's joint, so I can go in there whenever I like. Though he never allows me to go in during club hours but I do anyway." He shrugged his brood shoulders and didn't seem to worry.
Curiosity inside of Riza grew until she couldn't hold back the one thing she wanted to know, "How did you know I was underage?" she asked him in a monotone. 'Maybe he's a spy, or he could be a murderer.' She had to stop herself from rolling her eyes at her own stupid thoughts, 'Don't be silly, if he wanted to kill you he would have done so before.'
"Well," he started, "You got drunk far too easy, and when I went back to the bar, before you disappeared," he gave a cheeky smile and a wink before continuing. "I went to get you some water to sober you up." His brown eyes danced with laughter as Riza's blush deepened and make her cheeks look redder than before.
"Oh." Was all she could say before she felt another person come and stand beside her, looking to her side she saw Mustang and noticed something burning in his eyes, however she wasn't able to figure out what it was.
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Roy was given the all clear by the nurse who had checked him over and before he left the room, he had been residing in; she had told him there was a young female waiting for him out in the waiting room.
Knowing it was Riza and that she didn't like to be kept waiting, he got up and signed the release form and went out to see where she was sitting. He looked around and felt a nagging feeling bashing against his mind when he didn't see her, as he was about to go into another waiting room he saw blonde hair sitting just around the corner.
Moving as though in enemy territory he watched as she talked to a guy with dark blonde hair and his hands clenched into fists as he saw him bend down close to her, even worse when he saw that she was blushing. Already he felt like hitting the guy, and then he remembered he had seen him with Riza last night, at the club. Baring his teeth and letting out a feral growl, which went unnoticed by the people around him, he straightened himself out and walked over to them.
Standing right beside her the guy didn't even glance over to him but Roy knew Riza could feel him there and she turned her little blonde head and looked him in the eye. Her eyes widened a little before she gave a nod, which he returned.
The words were unspoken but they both knew what they were saying, 'Are you ok?' was what she asked, and he replied, 'I'm fine.' He wonders how she always knew what he wasn't saying, but before he could dwell on it he dismisses it as a student-teacher thing.
"Would you like to go for dinner, tomorrow night?" Roy's eyes became splits as he heard the guy (who was still ignoring him) ask out his girl…he meant student.
If possible, his pupils disappeared when she answered with a soft shy yes.
His knuckles white and his eyes filled with rage and jealously he cleared his throat very loudly, making not only Riza and the strange man look at him, but it was so loud that it made very one in the hall look a them.
The guy blushed and then extended his hand, "I'm Zach Baker." He told Roy, who in turn glared at him but took his hand in a firm, very firm, hand shake. "Roy Mustang." He said to him with his voice filled with everything he was feeling at that moment.
Roy didn't like this guy; he didn't like him at all.
-
The rest of the day went well, Riza couldn't keep a smile off her face, and Roy couldn't keep a sour look off his face and couldn't help but snap at everyone, even a beautiful woman who was coming onto him, who he scared away.
Hughes however was jumping about like a 3yr old after hearing Riza laughing and wasted no time in telling her how beautiful she sounded, how she looked different and how much Roy liked it.
He may seem like an overgrown child but Hughes could tell that there was something between them from the moment he brought her to work, and then it showed more and more.
Tomorrow was Roy's birthday and it seemed everyone but him had forgotten, last year Hughes knows for certain Roy sat at home alone and drunk but that was before Riza had come into his life, and Hughes was taking them all out to dinner.
Looking at his calendar he noticed that in two months it would be Riza's birthday and she would be 17. Suddenly Maes eyes opened wide and a grin spread across his face, 'Yes Riza should have a big party because after all you're all 17 once.'
Then he went about setting his plan into action.
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The sun was starting to set and Riza was getting dressed, Zach had told her to be causal, so she was wearing a white pair of tennis shoes and skinny leg jeans with a long black top that nearly covered her shorts. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she had a silver bracelet on her right wrist with a matching necklace around her neck.
She wore no make-up, since she didn't have any and even if she did she wouldn't bother with it, and this time she didn't wear any gloves, at all. Riza felt rather naked without but she figured it was time to get over it; it wasn't like she was training 24/7.
In truth that was the only reason she wore gloves, she had seen her father's hands and noticed how rough they were and as a female she didn't want her hands to be like that. So she had worn gloves and after a while it just became a habit, and now it was time to break that habit.
She looked herself over, as a girl who knew nothing about what people are wearing these days she thinks she'd done rather well, and she grabbed her wallet and walked out the door.
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Roy looked around knowing Riza would be coming down any moment and he would tell her she cannot, will not go out with that strange boy. He nodded his head; yes that's what he'll tell her.
However what ever he was going to tell her disappeared when he saw her walking down the hall, never had he seen her look so…beautiful, no, amazing, no, eatable, let's hope not. No there was not a word he could use to describe her, any word he would have chosen would indicate he had interest in her, and he had no interest in her, she was his charge noting more nothing less.
He could hear her small, but hurried, footsteps approaching where he was. Before he could turn around and tell her she wasn't to go out the phone rang and believing she wouldn't leave without his permission he, glared, picked up the phone.
His face turned pale as he listened to the person on the other end.
"What?" he asked.
"No I understand."
"Yes of course."
"No Sir."
"I Understand."
"Yes I'll be careful."
He heard a knock at the door, the Baker boy had arrived, "I'll be home later." He heard Riza call as she swept off out the door.
Putting a hand over the receiver, he called out to her, "Riza, I mean Hawkeye come back here right now." He was too late as he heard a car drive off, 'damn it,' he thought.
"No Sir, Hawkeye is fine, I know Sir, I understand." He repeated himself over and over again.
Putting the phone down Roy walked to the kitchen as pale as a ghost.
Talking aloud to no one he said, "So Jon Archer is here is he? Must keep him away from Riza…damn it, I mean Hawkeye. If he touches her I'll just have to kill him in self defense." Nodding his head as he agreed with himself he poured himself a shot of scotch, "It's going to be hard but I have to."
Roy had hoped talking aloud would make everything seem like it was no big deal, however if anything, speaking out loud made everything worse.
Making a mental note to ask Riza about what happened between Archer and herself (even though he had a pretty good idea); he grabbed his glass and downed it.
Flicking through his address book he found an old 'friend', with a smirk he looked at the number and grabbed the phone.
-
He had taken her for a picnic at an outside theater; he had packed peanut M&M's, corn chips and salsa and some mud cake but no drinks. When she asked about it he smiled sheepishly telling her he wasn't sure what she drunk so he brought money to buy some.
It wasn't summer anymore but it wasn't winter just yet either, there was a gentle breeze that was warm against her skin and she couldn't have thought of a better way to spend time outdoors.
It was half way through the movie, which was rather boring, that Zach spoke up, "I know nothing about you." He said without looking at her.
She was rather shocked that he wanted to know something about her, "I don't know anything about you either." She said gently and watched with humor as a light pink blush made its way across his face.
Finally he looked at her, "What do you want to know?" he asked with a smile.
'What do I want to know about him? What about his favorite color or maybe his favorite foods?' "Everything," she told him, in truth she didn't like not knowing anything about him, not knowing made her feel a little uneasy.
He fell back onto the grass; he didn't bring a blanket, he looked at her and gave her a charming smile, Riza couldn't help the little butterflies that burned through her like a fire.
"Well," he said, "my favorite show is 'Real Stories from Real Alchemist'." His blush grew a shade darker when he admitted that. "My favorite color is dark red, I enjoy most sports, I don't like being kept at a desk, I like dogs, and I love the rain." He took in a deep breath, "when I was 5 I wanted to be a fireman, now I want to take over the club and expand. My mother and father are no longer together but they're still friends, I finished high school early and left to travel but after a year I went home."
"I want a family one day, not just yet, maybe in a few years." He continued on until she knew almost everything about him.
"What about you Riza? Tell me about you." He asked her with a pleading tone in his voice as he rolled onto his side.
Unsure of what to say she started with her favorite color, "I like dark green; I'm also a dog lover, blonde is my natural color. My favorite show is 'Fitness Corner'," Riza saw a wide smile spread across his face. "I can't cook; I'd rather go for a run then go to a party. When I was a child I wanted to be an Alchemist but I wasn't allowed…well that and I wasn't any good, and then I heard that I could join the military and fight. I always liked fighting, it was good for me, I started out with boxing and then when I was good enough I told my father I wanted to join the military. He wasn't for it but after a while he sent me here," she swept her hand as though showing him the whole city. "And I've been here for almost a year now and I'm stay for another two years." She went on to tell him for favorite food was whatever she could find in the kitchen and how she enjoyed going to the pool more than going to the beach. However she didn't tell him about Jon Archer.
Before either of them knew it the movie was finished and Riza knew it was time for her to go back home…back to Mustang's house.
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Jon was walking down the streets of Central looking for the hotel his father had put him up in, he would have taken a taxi but he had wanted to walk. He wandered through the streets until he found 'Blue RoseHotel', or as his father calls it 'Harlot Hotel', he planned to rest up tonight and go look for Riza the next day. He knew where she was staying but he figured he would be asking for too much trouble if he went to see her right then, just because his father was a high ranking military officer didn't mean some low ranking dogs liked being kept up at late hours.
'Besides,' he mused, 'the Military needs dogs otherwise all the important people would be sacrificed and no one would want that.'
Seeing a black ford driving down the road Jon couldn't help but notice a little blonde head in the passenger seat, he watched with his dark eyes as it drove passed and saw the blonde hair female giving small smiles as the car drove past
'She looked a little like Riza, my dear sweet Riza,' he grinned knowing that tomorrow he would get to see her shocked face and her golden eyes filled with fear when he goes to see her the next day. His pink tongue licked his bottom lip remembering how she tasted, the memory was fading and he knew if he wanted to keep it he needed to taste her again, and fast.
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Riza's heart was beating fast as she closed her bedroom door, it was almost midnight, Zach had given her a kiss on the cheek when they reached the door and went back to his car and drove off.
Riza went straight to her room ignoring the moans and cries coming from Mustang's bedroom. She wasn't used to the sounds, as he wouldn't bring his dates to his house while she was there, but she knew what he did and so while the sounds were rather…disturbing to her ears she continued to her room.
She thought she had seen Jon while on the ride home, God she hoped not, just the thought of him made her stomach sick and sent shivers of shame running up and down her spine.
Changing into a pair of sky blue PJ pants and top, she laid in bed thinking about what she saw.
Her lips in the shape of a frown as she lay on her bed, 'Jon,' she thought, 'There's no way it could have been him, no way. He has to be back there, what if he was here? Would I have to tell Roy about him?'
At once her frown deepened 'Why did I start calling him Roy?' she asked herself but dismissed it as a one time thing.
Giving a sigh as she heard the sounds die out she felt a surge of jealousy, her gold eyes flickered with a little bit of hate for the girl who was in his bed.
'You were in his bed.' Riza's inner self told her, 'You could have him if you want.'
She shook her head, 'I can't have him he's my mentor and he's far too old for me.' She bit her bottom lip before adding, 'And I don't like him anyway.'
A part of her was mad at herself for not adding it first and the other part was smirking and telling her how she did want him.
She curled up under her blankets and couldn't help but shake the horrible feeling that Jon Archer was in fact in Central, if that was true Riza knew it wasn't going to be very safe for her there.
'Oh God, what is everyone going to think of me if he tells them?'
She could feel small pearl tears slipping down her face and into her pillows and before she knew it her body shook with sobs.
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Roy laid awake while the woman beside him slept, for the first time in a while Riza's face didn't appear in his mind while he was having sex, this time it was the raven hair beauty that slept beside him that occupied his mind.
But he wasn't grinning at his success of having Riza-less sex, no not at all, instead he felt bad almost guilty.
'Why do I feel so bad? I have sex and her face appears and I feel a little bad but I have sex with one of the most beautiful women I know and her face doesn't appear and I feel even worse.' He let out a small growl, 'It's not like I'm cheating on her, God we're not even an item.'
Out of nowhere another voice came to spread doubts, 'Maybe you want to be an item with her. I know what you where thinking this morning, you like having her next to you; you want her to be there when you wake up. You. Want. Her.'
Slapping himself on the forehead in an attempted to get rd of those thoughts, and knowing that they weren't going to leave him alone, he got up and went to get something to eat.
Coming out into the hallway in his dark blue boxes he could hear small sounds coming from Riza's room.
His eyes widened, 'Oh God, I didn't even check to see if she got home safely, I didn't leave a note for her or anything telling I have-,' he stopped right there his eyes wider than before as he thought of what he was just doing, and, Oh God, she would have heard.
Not even thinking of his lack of clothing he walked to her door and knocked on it.
"I'll be right there." Her voice drifted from beyond the door, he waited until the door was opened and when he saw her red puffy eyes he thought of the worse.
Rage overwhelmed him, "What did he do?" he asked her, "I swear I'll kill him. What did that idiot do Riza? Did he touch you? Try to kiss you? Oh God I'll kill him."
He continued on and on until he saw her look of confusion and stopped, "What?" he asked her.
He saw the corners twitch upwards into the start of a smile before it stopped, "Zach didn't do anything, and he was nice and polite."
Hearing her defend the Baker boy made Roy even more angry, "Yeah well it was all an act trust me he's planning something." He stated to her.
"Oh and you know that do you?"
"Of coarse I do, I was a teenager once as well." He saw her lips curve into a smile and he knew he should tell her the news he had; it was going to hurt her. "Riza I have something to tell you."
She sat on the edge of her bed and he followed, "I had a phone call today." He started, he watched as she gave a short nod. Jumping right into it knowing Riza didn't like people beating around the bush, "Jon Archer is in Central for 2 weeks to," he took in a deep breath, "To get to know you better before you're married."
He watched as tears fell from her eyes before he could even finish what he was saying but she already knew her body was shaking and he did what he thought he should do, he held her close.
He didn't think she'd look up at him and then kiss him, no; Roy was not prepared for her to look up at him with her golden orbs shining with unshed silver tears.
He wasn't prepared for her to move away from him and look at him with sadness.
He wasn't prepared to feel heat run through his body as she licked her lips.
He wasn't prepared for her top to fall down a little to show the top of her chest.
He wasn't prepared for that little voice in his head that kept telling him to kiss her.
He wasn't prepared when he leaned over and brushed his lips against hers and then to kiss her.
And he was defiantly not prepared for her to kiss back.
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End of chapter 3, written by Jessica.