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Roy looked at his speedometer. He wasn't sure why he did, he had just peeked at it a moment previous, and he never went over the speed limit. Well, not unless it was a military chase or it was needed in a war.

But it was neither, so he was unsure of why he kept looking so often.

Glancing down again, he this time looked at the clock. 4:21. He turned onto his street, then into his driveway. Just over 20 minutes. Traffic was good today. Hopefully it would be the same on the way to Riza's.

Turning off the ignition and extracting the key, Roy slipped out of the car. He shut the door behind him as he bounded up the front stairs.

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Riza hopped in the shower. She was feeling quite dusty and lazy from sitting at a desk in the oldest part of the military headquarters all day long and just siting and listening to the diplomatic team drone on about how they may need her to travel to Drachma and smooth things over with the country to the north.

After the attack that Drachma launched on Fort Briggs quite a few months ago, and the retreat that followed due to the homunculi, Sloth, Amestris never did go to settle it all. Riza apparently did such a great job in Aerugo, that they wanted her in Drachma as well.

Why though, of all the people in Amestris, did they want her? She was, after all, still personally assigned to Roy. She should be helping him out, not the old nut cases that brought their country to war only a few months ago.

She shifted and sighed as the water ran over her body. The shower also helped with the stress of work. Idiots. So many idiots.

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Roy stared helplessly at his closet. He had picked out a pair of pants already, a pair of comfortable jeans. He bought them only last week, so they still looked nice and new. He finally decided on a grey long sleeve V neck shirt that was loose, but still showed his body well.

Contrary to popular belief, he really did have some good muscle mass. He worked out almost every evening. He had skipped it last night, and was going to have to skip it again tonight, but since he was with Riza both nights, it was worth it.

He laid the two articles of clothing out on his bed along with a clean pair of underwear and socks. He'd probably just wear a pair of black sneakers for shoes.

Walking into the bathroom, he shed the clothes that he was still wearing along the way. White button up shirt, military pants, and underwear. He turned on the water to be warm, though most would consider that temperature to be hot, and stepped in.

Quickly soaping up and washing himself, he turned the water to cold and stuck his head in. It was a little known trick that helped to bring a bit of shine back to the hair once it had dried.

He turned off the water, and stepping out grabbed a towel to dry himself off. The soft cotton of the towel felt nice against his skin. Roy usually bought nice things since his pay of a general was pretty large, and there was only he and his cat, Blaze, to pay for on a daily base. There was the occasional guest or friend, but those didn't happen often, so he could easily afford to have nice towels.

Glancing at the clock that was sitting on his bedside, he noticed that it was now 5:01. He had fifty-nine minutes to be at Riza's for dinner. It would only take him fifteen minutes to get to her house, so he wasn't worried. It wouldn't take him a full forty-four minutes to get ready after all.

He put on his underwear then flipped the radio on so that he could listen as he got dressed. The radio buzzed for a moment before it picked up the frequency that it was set to.

"And tonight, around seven o'clock folks, it should be a pourin'! Make sure you either stay inside or have 'n umbrella! And speakin' of umbrellas, there's a sale-"

Walking to the window, Roy peeked out at the clouds that were threatening to spill over with rain before the forecasted time. Forecasters were always wrong though, so Roy wouldn't be surprised in the slightest if it started to rain before he even left his home.

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"Ruff!"

"I know, boy. But nice. I'd much rather be in my pajamas of course, but it wouldn't be appropriate."

Riza's voice came from within a thin sweater that was wiggling due to her upper body maneuvering. She was putting it on, but her head hadn't yet emerged from the top. Her arms were wiggling around, hands peeking through the arm holes and managing to get the sweater on.

The sweater was a form-fitting black sleeveless turtle neck. It was Riza's favorite sweater, and looked great on her. Since it was thin however, as long as it was a little chilly out, she was good to go and hangout inside.

She pulled on a pair of cream ankle socks, then put a nice small pair of silver hoop earrings on.

Turning to look at the full length mirror that was against her wall, she couldn't help but be pleased with her reflection.

She had a bit of hair pulled back from either side of her face and held in the back by a band. Her sweater hugged her form, but was loose enough to be comfortable. Dark skinny jeans brought out her well defined legs of which she was quite proud. It did take some work to keep them like that.

The socks just made everything look so cozy. Perfect for tonight.

Black Hayate, as usual, was watching her get dressed. She picked up a treat for him that was on her dresser.

"Sit."

He sat.

"Shake."

He shook.

"Roll over."

He rolled over.

"Bang bang."

He rolled over, imitating death.

"Now, stay."

She placed the treat on his nose, causing his eyes to widen, follow her hand and then just stare hungrily at the treat. Riza could see his muscles tense, Black Hayate was eager to have the treat.

"Okay, eat it!"

"I've trained him well." She thought as he lept up and swept it into his mouth with the soft pink tongue. Going to pet her pup, she ignored the sounds of the first few raindrops hitting the windows of her room.

A/N: I think Riza summed it up for most of us. We'd rather be in our pjs.

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Until next chapter!